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Enjoy. R.

5. Stevie Wonder – For Once In My Life

CHAPTER 4

This Was My Piece Of Heaven

"For once in my life I have someone who needs me
Someone I've needed so long
For once unafraid I can go where life leads me
Somehow I know I'll be strong."

"For once I can touch, what my heart used to dream of
Long before I knew
Oh someone warm like you
Would make my dream come true, yeah, yeah."

Thursday, October 25th, 2012

Blog n.69

25th October, 2012

69. What a lovely number, my beloved readers. Feel free to enjoy it as much as I did last night.

Muhahaha. Hate me as much as you want.

Yes, I am in a good mood and yes it partly has to do something with number 69, thank you very much.

Before I disclose the reason responsible for me feeling like I am on the top of the world and sharing some juicy details I know you love so much, let me apologize, please.

For what, you ask.

Well, for the last blog post. For its lack of structure, facts and patheticalness. (Yes, this word exists. I just looked it up. Strange, isn't it? You don't really use a noun of the word "pathetic". Okay, sorry, back to the point…)

Yeah, I know. I didn't even read the comments.

I was excessively drunk.

And confused.

And drunk.

And I admitted to you that I am someone's lover and I am in love with that someone. Well, for the sake of not calling him someone, let's give him a name… Hm, what about Karl?

So… yeah. Sorry for that.

Not gonna happen again.

…I hope :) You can never say with me. I forget all the time.

So, you ready?

Remember how I wrote in that horrible blog post about him feeling the same way about me?

Well, I never told him I love him. So, how could he say it back?

I know, I know, I broke my own rule of truthfulness but, hey, listen. I apologized. And I was drunk. Very drunk. I guess I wanted him so much to feel something back that my subconsciousness just typed those words for me, so that in some world, even in the Internet world, it would be true.

But… Before you think that yes he finally said it and I am happy because of that, I have to cut you off. No, he didn't. He didn't say it, neither did I, but I have now every reason to believe our feelings are mutual.

And why, you ask.

Yesterday I had my usual Wednesday dinner with my bitches, as you already know about this habit of ours, and after that I was getting ready to bed. But then my Karl showed up.

On a weekday. He's never done that before.

And he stayed the night. He's never done that before either.

And then… guess what? After fucking me all night (we'll get to that, don't worry), he's asked me to spend whole weekend with him somewhere! It could easily become a regular thing, don't you think?

When I asked him about his wife, that terrifyingly beautiful woman, he said I shouldn't worry about that.

Have I told you she's a redhead?

Aren't you even more terrified now?

Anyway, I am floating. And the way he kissed me in the morning when he was leaving… Mhmm. Orgasmic. There was definitely something more between us.

So, what did we do last night?

In his glorious way he showed up at my doorstep. And for a good minute I was just staring at him, because, obviously, he's never done it before. And then he just kissed me and fucked me in the living room…

As I was writing, I couldn't stop smiling. The weekend. We're gonna spend the weekend together. I doubt it'll be the upcoming weekend, we are both busy, but it was all up to me, anyway. I had to choose a place to stay at, where to go.

Oh, good lord. Fuck. This was really happening.

Alice and Rose were already aware of the situation as I'd shared everything important with them today at work. We couldn't really talk about any details, mind you, but we had a secret language at school when we wanted to say something… hm… delicate.

"Oh, hi! Had a good sleep, Bella?" Alice asked when I'd joined her in the teacher's canteen today, grinning like Jim Carrey in that horrible movie The Mask.

I snickered. "As a matter of fact, no. I slept only an hour or two. But I wouldn't mind staying up all night if I got to play Monopoly even longer."

Alice's eyes widened, and she leaned closer to me. "You played Monopoly last night?"

I nodded, smiling smugly. Monopoly was a cypher for sex.

Alice got skeptical. "Yeah, sure, you played it by yourself, didn't you?"

"Nope." I puckered my lips at 'p', making a pop sound, still grinning. "That would get rather boring, don't you think?"

Alice frowned. "Were you using one of your favorite toys to play with you?" In other words, was I using a vibrator?

"You know I don't like those things."

Alice got frustrated. "Bella, spill it. Who did you play Monopoly with?!"

I laughed. If I didn't know better, I would think she was crazy, getting so angry over a board game.

"Who do you think?"

Alice was thinking only for a split second. Her eyes got even bigger. "No way!"

I nodded.

"But, we left quite late!"

"I know, he arrived just twenty minutes after you'd left the apartment," I said calmly, enjoying her shocked expression.

Alice squeezed her brows. She was thinking. "He stayed the night, didn't he?"

Again, I nodded.

"And you played Monopoly and I bet you cheated like there was no tomorrow," she continued. Cheating meant being very dirty and kinky.

I shrugged playfully. "Kind of."

"How many times did you win?"

"I don't know. Many times, it was crazy. I was on a winning streak," I winked at her, referring to the number of orgasms I had last night.

Before Alice could fire another question related to my Monopoly game last night, Rosalie interrupted her with her arrival.

"Hey, girls," she greeted. "How are you doin'?"

Alice smirked. "Bella played Monopoly last night."

I rolled my eyes.

Rose raised her brows. "What? When? With who?"

"James," Alice said his name like a curse word. I gave her a scolding look.

"But we left so late!"

"Well, apparently we missed him. He arrived only twenty minutes after we'd left."

"No way!" repeated Rose and smiled. "Did he spend the night with you?"

"Yep." Again, I puckered my lips. Oh, how much I enjoyed their faces.

"And before you ask, Rose, yes, she won, several times, she doesn't remember the number. But obviously, they cheated. Naughty, naughty, Bella," Alice revealed and I could see the battle in her face. She hated James so much, yet she wanted to hear every detail of last night.

Rose nodded approvingly. "Well, you look like a completely different person."

"Do I?" I smirked.

Alice and Rosalie just looked at each other and chuckled. "Yes, you do," said Rose.

"And do you know why?" I asked and couldn't get rid of the smugness so clear on my face.

"Spit it out," Alice demanded.

"Well, except him spending the night – and let me remind you that he has never done it before – he asked me to spend a weekend with him. He wants me to find the right place," I announced proudly because now they couldn't bitch about him not loving me or about him just playing games with me. Not that I minded Monopoly…

"It doesn't mean anything," said Alice coldly, shrugging her shoulder.

"I am in a complete ignorance of your person, Mary Alice Brandon," I said, but I didn't manage to hide playfulness in my tone. I just couldn't be mad at her, I felt so good.

"Whatever, just don't you dare cry on my shoulder once he kicks you in the… you know what."

"Oh, Alice, please…" I laughed. "I know you're dying to hear about all the details of our Monopoly game. About all the moves…"

The corners of her mouth started twitching. "I am interested just in the game. Not your… sweet and sticky non-existent cotton candy."

"Cotton candy?" asked Rosalie.

"New code for being in love," explained Alice.

"We don't need a code for being in love," I said.

"Yes, we do."

"And why's that?" I asked.

"Because I said so," Alice retorted and I and Rose laughed. "But don't you think you'll keep the details for yourself," she pointed her finger on me.

I smiled. "Don't worry. I'm writing new blog post this evening."

"I'm not gonna read it if you keep writing like a Harlequin novelist."

Rose laughed. I just rolled my eyes. "Don't worry, I feel quite myself again."

"I'm glad to hear it," Rose said and smiled genuinely, patting my knee. I smiled at her as well. She'd been really worried about me, though I couldn't really understand why. An episode here and there. I mean… we all felt down sometimes, did we not?

"Bella, but you're not going away this weekend, are you?" Rosalie asked.

"No, we're going out with Emmett this Friday, anyway," I said, smiling. "Don't worry, Rose, I didn't forget."

"Yeah, well he wanted to see you, girls. He said he's gonna bring some friends from hospital if they don't have to work," she smiled.

Alice lighted up. "Really? Young doctors? Oh, I can't even remember the number of fantasies I had starring some young and competent doctor who would share a tip or two about how to play Monopoly," she wiggled her brows.

We burst into loud laugh and other teachers, including that bitch of all bitches, Jessica Stanley, turned their heads in our direction. We usually didn't discuss Monopoly or toys at work. Or, at least, we tried not to.

"Alice, honestly? I don't think there is a man who would satisfy your needs," I said.

"What do you mean? I am not that demanding in... well, when playing Monopoly," she defended herself.

"I mean, all your needs," I added.

"Yeah," Rose agreed. "If he's good at playing the game, he's bad at eating the cotton candy. If he's good at eating the cotton candy, he's bad at playing the game. Make up your mind. You can't have everything."

Alice scowled at Rose. "You have everything! Or are you telling me that there is an area where your amazing Emmett is lacking some knowledge?"

I expected Rose to heartily defend her perfect Emmett, but she only laughed. "No, he has everything. He's fuc- Oh, sorry. He is amazing. One of a kind," she smirked smugly.

"Then let me find someone who is one of a kind as well," said Alice.

"Just remember that your clock is ticking," said Rose. "Tick-tock," she laughed.

Alice smiled. She knew Rose was teasing her, but I knew that, in a way, it bothered her that there was no one to her liking. Alice was one crazy dating machine. If the date was unsuccessful, she at least slept with a guy if he was attractive.

I didn't bother with dating.

I just slept with them.

Or better said, I had slept with the guys.

Now I slept with one and only.

As I was writing about every little detail I remembered from last night, thinking of Alice and Rose, I tried to shake off that bugging feeling in the back of my head. Yeah, yeah, I knew there was no real promise of his love, that it was all just me, but… I felt so happy. So… complete or something. Finally.

I couldn't remember the last time I felt so good. I didn't want to lose it just because of some unspoken three words. He wanted to be with me, I knew it. It was almost official.

Are you wet? Are you hard?

Good.

I love making you all horny and insatiable. Go and have sex with someone you love. Or with someone you don't love. Or better, with someone you barely know. You know I don't really subscribe to this whole "making love" kind of thing. Ew. Even though I love Karl, we don't make love.

We fuck. Hard.

Can't wait to be handcuffed for... all weekend. Don't worry, I'll share all juicy details. Yummy.

Your already aroused,

Romy.

P.S Remember, people, have protected sex. Okay? Condoms and stuff. Spread love, orgasms… not STDs.

Oh, yeaahh.

Life was good.

XOXOXOXOXO

I woke up the following morning in even better mood than the one I was in yesterday. We'd exchanged a couple of spicy texts with James yesterday evening and then I sent him a very naughty picture of my… lady parts?

Oh, life, indeed, was wonderful.

I walked all day on a cloud. Nothing could bring me down. Not Jessica and her bitchy ass, not my student Marcus and his asshole of a father or the fact that I'd forgot an umbrella and got all wet on my way home from school.

Nope. Nothing could touch my piece of heaven.

And the fact that I was going out tonight with my bitches… Had I said how wonderful life was?

I had an hour and a half to get ready. I took a long and warm shower and even though I wasn't really into this dressing up kind of thing - especially now that I wasn't going out in order to sleep with someone – I put on my best outfit. Tight black leather jeggings, loose beige blouse and casual black jacket. I wore high heels with it, simply because it looked sexier that way, and I prayed – as so many times before – not to fall on my nose in the course of the night. I was pretty used to wearing heels, even dancing in heels, but you never knew. Not with me. I put on some make-up as well, not too much, blew-dry my thick long hair and let it fall in irregular waves.

Doesn't look bad.

Satisfied with the final look I took a picture and sent it to James. He was gonna love it.

I was ready to leave the apartment when my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID.

"Yes, Alice?" I answered.

"Where the hell are you, Bella?" she screamed. I heard music and people talking in the background.

"What do you mean, where I am? I'm just leaving the apartment," I responded, harsher than I originally intended to.

"We're already here, you're late," she screamed again.

I looked at the digital clock in the kitchen. 10:17. "Oh, god, sorry, Alice. I must have lost the track of time."

"For an hour and a half? Christ, that's typical," I thought she said. The other option I considered was Christ, that's cryptical, but that didn't fit the context, really.

"Alice, I can't hear you properly, I'll be there in twenty minutes, okay? I'm sorry, don't go anywhere without me," I begged. We usually changed clubs when we felt like it.

"Just get your ass here." And she hung up.

I rolled my eyes. I wasn't usually that late.

It wasn't raining anymore, for which I was grateful, but the night was cold and streets were covered in a thick fog. Luckily, I caught a cab unusually fast, given the fact it was a Friday night, and arrived at our usual place in just ten minutes.

You see? I could be efficient.

I threw a note in a general direction of driver, but the moment I get off the cab, I wanted to get back.

"Shit!" It was starting to rain. Heavily.

I covered my head with my purse, but it was a vain attempt. I had to walk towards our club for a few more minutes. I walked as fast as I could, choosing not to run, however I still carefully watched my steps, not even trying to look up. I knew I was close to the entrance and when I reached for the door, it wasn't there. Instead I bumped into something hard, or rather someone tall and solid.

Oh, the smell. Smells good.

Really good.

"Fuck! Watch your steps, asshole," I uttered, pretty fed up with the rain and now him. I didn't even care to look at the man's face.

"Sorry, your ladyship," he responded sarcastically.

Like I said, asshole.

When I was finally inside, I winked at Garett, club's bodyguard. Oh, he knew the three of us too well.

Had I slept with him?

Maybe…

I entered the heart of the club and it was bouncing with energy. Music was loud and people were dancing in its rhythm, colorful lights were lightning the whole space and there was a promise of a good party in the air.

Oh, yeah.

I was, once again, on my little happy cloud.

I approached our usual box. I saw Alice first, talking to some guys I didn't recognize. There was no Rose or Emmett. I bet they were fucking somewhere in the back of the club. Last time we were out, they'd disappeared for two fucking hours.

I never fucked in clubs.

I mean, I no more fucked in clubs.

"Oh, hey, Bella!" she smiled when she saw me. "It's nice you finally got your precious ass down here. You just missed Emmett's friend from medical school. God knows what his name was," she giggled drunkenly.

"Like I care," I sighed, but otherwise ignored her and instead smiled at two sweet faces sitting by both her sides. Dark, but not too dark. Not my type exactly, but it could do. "Care to introduce me?"

There she was. Flirty Bella was back.

Alice rolled her eyes, but obliged. "Bella, this is Paul," she pointed to the guy on the left, "and this is Jared. They're brothers."

Jared and Paul both laughed at Alice's introduction. "No, I am Jared, this is Paul," said Jared, the guy on the left.

I laughed and Alice joined me. "Sorry, guys. Too many tequilas."

"I don't mind," Jared smirked and winked at Alice. She giggled again.

I just rolled my eyes.

I sat down next to Paul, stealing Alice's tequila, not wanting him to feel like a third wheel. "Hey, I'm Bella," I introduced myself.

He chuckled. "Yeah, I know."

"So, I take it you work with Emmett," I started the conversation, sipping the drink. We had to begin somewhere.

"Yes, I do. We're good buddies."

"Jared works in the hospital, too?"

"Oh, for god's sake, no," he laughed. "He's a lawyer."

"And he hangs out with doctors?"

"He's my bro. Besides, he and Emmett met first. He introduced us and only then we found out we work in the same hospital."

I smiled at him. He was cute. Not my usual, preferred kind of handsome… but still handsome. His smile was nice.

"So, what do you do, Bella?" he asked and raised one corner of his mouth flirtatiously.

Oh, two can play that game.

"I am a teacher," I said simply. "Not as exciting as being a doctor, I suppose, but it has its perks," I lowered my voice, hugging drinking straw with my lips.

"A teacher? Then what are you doing in a place like this?" he requested in a deep, husky voice.

Oh, yes. Here we go again.

This was the usual scenario. What are you doing in a place like this... Oh, you know, I am not that innocent… Blah, blah, blah. There were always some alterations to it, but it was basically always about the same thing. It was a certain bet to get a man where I wanted him. No man, and I mean no man, could resist a naughty teacher. They all had their fantasies.

However, sometimes I bumped into a guy who took the flirtation to a completely different level. When that happened, he was practically in my bed already.

So, I continued as I would usually do. "Oh, you know, I am not that innocent."

I saw his Adam's apple hop. "I bet you're not."

"So, what it is that you do? I mean, I know, you're a doctor, but, what's your specialization?" I asked, hoping to change the direction of this whole exchange.

"I'm a psychiatrist."

I choked on my tequila and started coughing heavily.

"Hey, Bella, are you okay?!" Paul asked worriedly, his voice normal again, patting me on my back.

"I…" I coughed again. "I'm sorry. I choked."

He laughed. "Yeah, I noticed. You okay now?"

I blinked. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'll just… excuse me for a sec," I said quickly, disappearing in the crowd. I quickly hurried to the ladies' toilets and when I saw the long queue, I turned and headed outside. It wasn't raining, I noticed.

Fuck, shit, damn, shit, fuck.

Shit.

"You okay?" some woman asked when she saw me breathing heavily.

I frowned at her. "What do you want?"

She chuckled. "Nothing. Cigarette?" she offered, holding out little package of Marlboros.

I looked at it. I didn't smoke. In fact, cigarettes repulsed me.

"Yeah, why not," I said, taking one. I put it in my mouth, she lighted it with her lighter and I sucked inward. I held the smoke in my mouth for a while, inhaled it and then started coughing.

Again.

The woman laughed. "A newbie, huh?"

"Yeah," I said absent-mindedly. I sucked on it for a few more times and then threw it away in disgust. The woman laughed again.

"Thanks, anyway," I mumbled. She said something in response, but I was already on my way back to the club.

A psychiatrist, huh?

When I returned, Rosalie and Emmett were back at the table. He was even bigger than I remembered him.

"Hi, Bella!" Rosalie beamed. They'd definitely fucked. She had that post-fucking glow.

"Hey, Rose," I smiled forcefully. "Emmett," I nodded in his direction.

"Hi, Bella," he said reservedly. I didn't know why – and he never said it or did anything to confirm it – but I had a feeling he didn't really like me. I'd mentioned it to Rosalie after the first time she introduced me to him, but she immediately dismissed it. He loved Alice, there was no way he disliked me…

Yeah, to her, he was perfect.

"Bella, are you okay?" asked Paul with a genuine concern in his eyes.

I almost smiled at him. Psychiatrist. I grimaced, "Yeah, but I need to go home."

"What?" Rose asked in surprise. "You just got here!"

"No, I didn't," I said. "I came here like an hour ago or so, but you were too busy fucking Emmett," I burst out, being unusually mean.

She acted like she didn't hear a word. "Stay, Bella, we're having a great night."

"I'm not feeling well," I said. Technically, I didn't lie. "I better go home."

"Are you sure?" she asked, worried.

"Yeah, I'm sure," I smiled weakly. "Where's Alice?" I asked when I noticed she wasn't at the table.

"With Jared, dancing," Paul explained.

I took a few steps away from him. I can't believe I'd flirted with him.

I took my purse with me and kissed Rose on both cheeks. "Sorry, Rose, we'll talk later. Enjoy the night."

I gave the group one more fake smile and turned to leave. I heard Emmett say something incoherent, something about how everyone was leaving so soon.

Like I cared.

Pretty shaken, I managed to catch a cab. When I came home, I immediately fell onto bed and took three deep breaths.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Cool, I am okay now.

I closed my eyes, wishing to fall asleep immediately, but my phone rang. I knew it was Rosalie, so I didn't even bother to look at it. But then I decided to answer the phone and tell her to shut the fuck up, because I really wanted to sleep.

"Rosalie, I beg you, let me be now, okay? I am really sorry if I fucked up your night, but-"

"It's me, honey," James laughed.

I opened my eyes widely. "James? What the fuck…?"

"Sorry, have I woken you up?"

"No, no, no, of course, you didn't," I mumbled quickly and smiled. "What are you doing? It's almost midnight."

"I just wanted to hear your voice," he said.

Ooooooh. You see?

"That's very sweet of you," I replied. "Did you see the photo I sent you?"

"Sure, I saw it," he said, his voice getting huskier.

"Did you like it?"

"I loved it."

Awwww.

"I'm glad."

"Listen, Bella, have you picked something up for the next weekend?"

"Next weekend?" I asked in awe.

He laughed. "Yes. I don't want to waste any time."

Oh my god. I was so wet. "Not yet. But I'll get to it tomorrow, no problem."

"Good. But we should meet before next weekend, anyway," he said.

Yes, yes, yes! "I am free all nights of the week, James," I said in a low voice.

"Even better. I'll call you then, okay?"

"'kay," I smiled.

"Good night, Bella."

"Good night," I replied.

I grinned. I was back on my little cloud. Back in my little piece of heaven.

A/N It's official. I am addicted to this story. I just can't stop writing. It is constantly on my mind.

Please, PLEASE, if you like it, leave a review. I want to hear specifically from you *wink,wink* :) It keeps me writing. Keeps my muse kicking some ass.

Since I'm going back to work tomorrow and I have some studying to do as well, I'll try to post next chapter as soon as possible. I haven't decided if it's gonna be past chapter or not, but the past is very sad and this Bella, even though she's stupid and blind as ever, is having fun. So, therefore I am having fun as well and I don't want to leave her just yet.

We'll see.

Thank you all for reading.

Hugs and kisses,

R.