4. It's just one of those days

A/N First I have to thank 

Nicole aka Pattypattz 

&

Dianne aka rdmickey1989

For all their time and help Betaing this story. 

And a special thanks to Carrie aka letrobstenluv4ever with her help...I can't wait to meet you girl we are going to have so much fun when we go see WFE together!!!!! 

Thank you all for the overwhelming responses to reviews. I am so glad you all like the story! 
I promise it only keeps getting better and better...

 
Shhhhh…..

Chapter 4

It’s just one of those days

Break stuff ~ Limp Bizkit

   It’s just one of those days when you don’t wanna to wake up

         Everything is fucked everybody sucks, you don’t really know why

                                              But you wanna justify, ripping someone’s head off

                                                     No human contact, and if you interact, your life is on contract

                                                                                             Your best bet is just stay away motherfucker

                                                                                                                                   It’s just one of those days  

Edward stands in front of one of his many treasured possessions looking down the center of it head-on as he holds the phone to his ear in the parking lot of Lovely Dark and Deep. He notices for the first time since owning it, how very pissed off she looks at him. He knows the feeling and he cannot help but smirk; thinking how badass this beautiful machine actually looks from this angle. It is just another reason to love his girl, Cherry.

Edward names all of his treasured possessions, but Cherry is his shiny new toy. It isn’t even 2012 yet, and to have the latest model Lamborghini so early in the year makes him feel special.

He begins to pace as the phone rings and it is finally answered. There is no greeting while making his demands. He does not have to greet the person on the other end because the person knows who it is.

“I need a full background check on someone…. everything; leave nothing out. I want to know when the fuck she lost her last baby tooth is that clear!” Edward barks.

“Name?”

“Isabella Swan.”

“Date of Birth?”

“Fuck if I know!”

“Edward, do you realize how many Swan’s there are in Chicago?”

“No.”

“Trust me there are quite a few.”

“Well then, it looks like you are actually going to have to work for your money that I pay you.”

“Come on Edward, can’t you give me something else? Drivers License? Birthplace?”

“If I knew that, then what the fuck would I be calling you for?”

“When did you want this report?”

“Tomorrow before 5pm.”

“Are you fucking insane?”

“Aw Peter my man…you should know the answer to that by now. How long have I known you? Now, Get. On. It.”

“Who is this girl? A potential submissive?”

“Man, I don’t even want to think about that. I would snap her like a fucking twig Peter. She is a human porcelain doll. The first time I swatted her ass with my hand, I would break her damn tailbone. But, fuck I would love to see those sweet little ass cheeks all red hot with my handprint on it. I want her ass the color of my car. Sweet…fucking…cherry. ”

“Are you at the club?”

“Yes, why?”

“What the fuck is a human doing in your club?”

“That is exactly what I said. She is now a member and I am pretty damn sure a certain little four-foot eleven inch munchkin that runs around my club had something to do with it.”

“Would Alice do something that stupid?”

“She must have. She recited every type of punishment she had been given, to keep me out of her head last night…. now I know why. I would be willing to bet Alice lured her in and, took Isabella’s membership application, and fees. The dead give away was the damn alcohol she served up as if we were a goddamn bar for humans. Hell, I do not even have a liquor license, and my precious little Ally is serving it as if it’s perfectly legal. The munchkin is going to get me busted with the damn ATF!”

“Edward you don’t want the ATF snooping around.”

“Tell me about it already! Don’t you think I know that! I need that report by 5pm tomorrow. Hell call Ally if you need anything….I’m willing to bet she knows the vitals you are inquiring about. Don’t be late; otherwise, it comes out of your pay. I want all phone numbers, past and current addresses, I want to know everything there is to know about Isabella Swan!”

“Yeah, yeah, but I have to ask, why don’t you just pick her brain like you do everyone else?”

“That is what I pay you for Peter.”

Edward hangs up the phone and looks at Ben who stands in front of him with his all-knowing smirk.

“What the hell are you looking at me like that for?”

“I didn’t say anything man. So where are we going?” He asks, standing there with his hands in his pocket, he watches as Edward nearly comes unraveled. He finds it rather amusing.

Maybe Edward Cullen isn’t so fucking perfect, but Ben knows better. Ben is a master at controlling his thoughts around Edward. After all, he has been around Edward for the past fifty plus years.

Edward can’t really be around anyone too long, because their thoughts start to rile his nerves. It didn’t take Ben long to figure out that if he kept his thoughts clear, then Edward enjoyed being around him.

Ben truly likes Edward, since he is a blast to hang out with. He knows him as well as Emmett or Alice. He knows when the fuck to intervene, and when to step back and let him have his tantrums.

Ben watches as Edward stands there and looks back at his elite club.

“I don’t know.” He mutters.

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

Edward looks at Ben again and narrows his eyes at him.

“I don’t know I said…just….just go back inside. I will be back in a few minutes.”

Ben looks at him confused. Something is wrong. He waits a moment, and Edward turns and walks away from him dialing his cell phone ignoring him. Ben feels uneasy about leaving Edward alone outside but, he doesn’t want to have Edward snap at him for eavesdropping in on his private call either. He turns and heads back inside all be it reluctantly.

For some reason Edward can’t find it in himself to leave as he checks his voice mail for messages. Something is holding him here.

He doesn’t want to believe it is Isabella Swan, but then again deep down he knows that the human girl sitting in his club is fucking with his mind. Edward suspects that she is the reason why he can’t get into Cherry and drive off.

That thought infuriates him.

He listens to his messages and hears Lauren cursing him out and he chuckles as he erases it before he finishes listening to her rant.

He then listens to Carlisle’s message chewing him out for not calling Esme enough.

Lastly, there is Tanya’s message….the little vixen’s voice sounds seductive; obviously in need of his cock.

For the first time in Edward’s life, he rolls his eyes listening to Tanya’s voice and wonders why he did it. He despised it when people rolled their eyes. Now he finds himself repeating Isabella’s bad habit.

What the fuck is she doing to me?

His eyes survey the red paint of his shiny new toy and he scowls when his vampire vision catches a small spot of something on the hood. He looks around, phone still pressed to his ear listening to Tanya purr about how she can give him the release he so desperately needs to quell his anger at Lauren.

Edward looks around taking in his immediate surroundings, and cannot find anything to clean off the spot.  

Edward’s OCD cannot allow this, so he improvises.

After deleting his messages he strolls over to Laurent’s Harley parked directly in front of the club. He almost feels a moment of sadness for what he is about to do, but he is compelled.

Edward pulls out his wallet, grabs a crisp new five hundred dollar bill, and with his razor sharp fingernail, he slices through the seat of the Harley. A tuft of soft material protrudes out from the slice in the leather and Edward fills the hole with said five hundred dollar bill. He reasons that it could buy him a better seat anyway. Edward walks back over…buffs out the spot that mars Cherry and she shines under his scrutiny.

Perfect.

Edward is not ready to return inside yet, as he stands outside…he reads his brother’s thoughts observing Isabella through Emmett’s eyes. The first thing he notices is a singular lock of hair that has fallen away from the rest. He yearns to put it back into its proper place.  

She is stunningly beautiful, and he realizes it is because she has such unbelievable natural beauty, fair skin, no surgical enhancements of any kind, and she wears very little makeup.

What really grabs his attention is the fact that she’s fucking innocent.

For some reason he really likes her innocence. It arouses him, and Edward has never had problems getting aroused, but there is something unique about how motherfucking hard his cock grows, and how utterly fast he gets hard just with mere thoughts of Isabella’s innocence.

Edwards mind begins to imagine stealing Isabella’s virtue. Those big brown eyes looking up at him…..the scent of fear and adrenalin… mixed with the sweet fragrance of her pussy and the sexy way she bites her bottom lip. He also fantasizes about what the heat from Isabella’s body would feel like as he is inside of her, and wrapped around him.

He can think of only one word. Consume.

Closing his eyes for a split second, he imagines penetrating her, and hearing her whimper from the first thrust. She’d bleed for him, and at that thought, his eyes shoot open quickly with both disgust, and lust at the same time.

Fuck!

He has never fucked a human before. Emmett was successful with his Black swan Angela.

Edward always thought of intercourse between a Vampire and a human as something taboo. Vampires and humans are too different to engage in sex. Indulging in human blood is bad enough, let alone human pussy. He never again wants to partake in killing and drinking from another human. The lives he took were low-life scum of the earth, but that didn’t change how he feels. He honestly wants nothing to do with it. 

But now, he craved with verbosity, both.  

His fists clench tightly and he hates the fact that he has this deep need to know everything about her.

It is eating at him.

Driving him insane.

“Edward.”

Edward turns towards the voice that is calling his name.

Shit.

“It certainly has been a while since I’ve seen you. Where have you been hiding out?” Demetri asked as he walks up with two of his thugs on his flanks.

“I don’t hide out.” Edward retorts, as he snaps out of his brother’s thoughts and focuses on the threats in front of him. He silently curses himself for losing his focus on his surroundings.  

“Where is your bodyguard?” Demetri asks looking rather smug.

“What the fuck do you want Demetri?”

“I heard a rumor about how successful your business was going. I wanted to see for myself.”

“You’re not in the lifestyle, so why would you want to go into a place you have no interest in?”

“There is always a first time for everything. A man can develop new interests.”

“It’s an exclusive club Demetri and you damn well know that you need to be a member before gaining access, so talk to Alice and she will take care of you. You will have to wait until this matter is squared away first. I have to protect my members, and I am sure you would appreciate that, if you are to become one.” Edward holds his ground keeping track of the thoughts of all three of the vampires that stand in front of him. It is clear they are a physical threat to his existence. One of them wants to fight so badly he can taste it, but he has orders to remain civil. Edward isn’t sure who gave the order, but it was obvious since the guy keeps repeating it in his head.

Demetri narrowed his eyes and hissed. “Fine! But know this Edward, I will be back. Tell Alice to be expecting my call.”

Edward stands and watches the three Volturi members leave refusing to turn his back on them. Once they are out of his sight, he moves back towards the entrance of the club. Grabbing the door handle, he pauses and inhales deeply.

Edward decides that if he holds his breath then he wont react to her beguiling scent so strongly.

Edward is in for a reality check.

S*h*h*h*h*h………….

“Say it!”

“I did.”

“No you didn’t, it was all one word, and you were pausing!”

Emmett and Jasper laugh. Emmett is nudging Bella as she is trying to get Rosalie to say the hardest word ever when you’re drunk.

“What was it again?” Rosalie asks leaning in to listen to it. Her head feels dizzy as the room spins and she feels lightheaded.

“Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.” Bella says again.

“Thattts not a worrrrd!” Rosalie slurs and swallows the last of what is now her fourth drink and grabs her third shot.

“Toooooo newwwww friends!” she smirks, trying to wink at Emmett, failing miserably, and sways even though she is sitting in a booth.

Emmett looks at Bella and they both burst out laughing.

“I really think this is wrong and we should stop her.” Emmett says. Slowly, he leans over to Rosalie, looking into her eyes, and inhales the scent of her neck.

Bella asks while eyeing him curiously, “What the fuck are you doing? You know when I thought of you as your brother’s guard dog…. I was sort of kidding. What… was… that?”

Emmett narrowed his eyes at Bella, but quickly realizes he has done something a Vampire should never do in front of two innocent, clueless humans, so he tries to cover his mistake.  

Rosalie doesn’t even notice as Emmett inhales her neck to ascertain her blood alcohol level in her system. Bella, however, does.

Jasper shakes his head at Emmett as if to convey his thoughts, “You are an idiot!”… without actually saying the words aloud.

Alice scurries about as Bella begins watching her.

She looks around the club and notices that no one there has any drinks but herself and Rosalie.

Well now, that is really fucking weird.

An uneasy feeling washes over her, and she wants  to ask Emmett something, but at the same time he tries to inject thoughts about Rosalie’s perfume, and his recent behavior.

Emmett sees his brother with his exceptional vampire vision, at the same time Bella feels her body hum. She stiffens and looks down to see the hair on her arms raise with goose flesh.

Interesting.

Bella’s hair on the back of her neck stands up; the feeling is all too familiar. She has felt this before…..recently in fact.

“I will be back ladies.” Emmett takes off to go see what the hell is up with his little brother Edward, whom he can’t help but notice has been acting strange all night since arriving at the club.

Bella’s eyes follow along as Emmett approaches Edward.

He’s back.

An odd thought crosses her mind. Could her body actually be reacting to Edward’s presence? Then the recent memory flashes in her mind.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

What if he goes back into his office? She is certain after discovering what she has done, she will be thrown out of the club. He will know, without a doubt, that she was the one who slightly adjusted his things. He has already proved to be very disturbed by her presence as it is, but now he will absolutely despise her.

For a fleeting moment, she has a tinge of regret at what she has done. It only lasts a brief as the memory of him trying to dismiss her, repeats in her mind. 

Fuck that! Perfectward deserved it!

S*h*h*h*h*h…………

Bella’s POV

“Hello brown eyes.” he whispers in my ear as I feel him leaning into me. I turn my head and take in the six-foot guy with blonde tousled locks and violet eyes.

What a strange eye color.

“I was wondering if you would care to dance with me?” I feel the heat of my blush fill my cheeks and I am surprised that someone finally has spoken to me.

I can see Edward walking towards our table with Emmett and I am not ready to deal with him.

“I would love to.” standing up and he places his cool hand on the small of my back guiding the way to the dance floor.

Why am I not surprised when he takes my hand into his, that it is cold?

They really need to turn the heat up in here.

He leads, I follow, and our eyes meet as we sway to the slow beat of the music.

“My name is Caius and you, my lovely, have the most mesmerizing chocolate brown doe eyes I have ever seen.”

My face heats again and I cursed my damn blush silently. “Thank you. I’m Isabella, but everyone just calls me Bella.”

As he cocks his brow up on one side, his eyes scan down my body, and he leans in next to my cheek and whispers in a foreign language, “Bel nome per una bella ragazza. Immagino che se c'è un cielo di sopra, sono certo che sono alla ricerca di questo angelo perduto innocente.”

I smile up at him not knowing at all what he said, but there was one thing for sure....it sounds sexy coming from his lips. He has nice lips and is so much taller than I am. Slim but tone, but his arms are muscular and well defined. I noticed his strange sense of fashion, either outdated or maybe a new trend. He is in all black and wearing a burgundy cashmere scarf.

“So, you are a new member. How do you like the club so far? Meet any interesting people?”

“A couple and you.” I answer quietly.

“Did you do something to anger Master Cullen?” He asks.

As my face falls, I inquire, “Why do you ask that?”

“He is glaring over this way.”

“He isn’t happy that I am here.”

He smirks. “I don’t suppose he would be.” He chuckles.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Don't take this personally my dear, but you don’t seem like the type of girl to join a club like this.”

“Why not? What is so wrong with me?”

“I didn’t say anything was wrong my dear, but you have a certain quality about you. You just seem so wholesome and innocent.” He smiles flashing a set of brilliant white teeth at me.

I feel my blood pressure rise.“Everyone has to start somewhere...right?” I snap.

“You are right about that. Have you done research on this lifestyle or are you just out spending daddy’s money frivolously.” He teases.

I glare at him.

“My parents died in a plane crash. And if you must know, I did use my inheritance to join.”

“I am sorry Bella if I have offend you. My condolences to you sweetheart. Tell me angel, what do you do? Are you employed? How old are you?”

“I am eighteen and I don’t work. I am trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. What about you Caius?”

“I am twenty four and I work in the family business. I am Volturi.”

“You don’t look old enough to be twenty four. Are you sure?”

He laughs. “My family retains youth well.” He grins. “However you my dear are youthful... and gorgeous. I sense a submissive quality, am I correct?”

“Curious.” I say, although I can’t look at him right now.

“But hesitant?”

“Frightened.”

“You are safe here.” He smiles, but it fades fast as his eyes gaze into mine.

I can see the contacts, but I don’t mention them.

“You smell delicious.” He moves closer, his hand tightening around my waist as our bodies are now pressed together.

“Interesting.” He smiles down at me.

“What is?” I ask.

“Master Edward Cullen seems to be focused solely on you.”

I look over my shoulder and cannot see his eyes behind the dark glasses.

“I don’t know why, unless he wants to throw me out.” I mutter.

“Why would he throw such a beautiful girl out?”

“I sort of took my anger out on his pretentious office. He will find out soon enough.”

A big grin graces his face. “You did what?” He acts like he can’t believe it.

I blush furiously. Do I want to tell him?

“I sort of sabotaged his photos on the walls by tilting the frames to freak him out.” I giggl then shrug. “He pissed me off.”

His eyes dart back over my shoulder and I know he is looking at Edward, who is now storming down the hall towards his office.

“He didn’t hear me did he? No way.. that’s impossible.” Caius just chuckles and says,

“You are a very brave girl.”

I laugh, although I am a little unnerved. Wondering if he could have actually heard me, and what he will do when he finds out what I did.

“Bella if you would like to have a taste of this lifestyle, I would be honored to take you home, pamper you and introduce you to the pleasure you have been missing.”

I gasp and try to steady my legs.

He leans in and his cool lips press into my ear. “Come home with me. I really want to play with you little girl.” His voice is soft and sinister at the same time sending chills up my spine. He is alluring and sexy and mysterious, and very Dominating.  

“I promise you, I can show you a world you didn’t know existed.” His violet eyes gaze into mine and a strange feeling flows through my body. I can’t identify this feeling. Fear? Anticipation? Curiosity?

“I hate to interrupt your dance Bella, but Rosalie is in the ladies room throwing-up everything she has consumed in the last twenty four hours. She is asking for you.” Alice says.

I look at Caius and apologize. “I am sorry, please excuse me as I need to attend to my friend.”

“Wait...can I get your number?” he smiles and I can sense patience and understanding in him. I pull out my phone and hand it to him. He dials his number, to call his phone and leans into my ear again before I turn to leave. “Call me and I promise you a night full of experiences that will have you begging for more.”

He kisses the back of my hand. “Goodnight Miss Bella,” and he walks away leaving me standing there a little breathless. I head for the bathroom regretting answering my phone from Rosalie calling earlier.

Edward is standing in front of his office when I glance down the hall before heading to the restrooms, and he turns to see me. He has his glasses still on and I can’t tell what he is thinking as he gapes outside from the open door. I can sense his anger even when I can’t see his eyes as I now pass him.

“Miss Swan.” His voice is low and clipped as he leans against the door jamb.

I smile up at him and nod. “Evening Master Cullen.”

I didn’t stick around to see his reaction, but I swear I heard his breath hitch when I called him that.

I was happy to escape inside the bathroom and shut the door with Edward Cullen out of my sight. Rosalie was bent over the toilet hurling her frothy offerings to the porcelain God. I shake my head and step inside first to help my best friend...then walk out to find Brutus beefcake...aka Emmett Cullen to ask him for help getting Rosalie to my car.

Of course, as I walk past Edward’s office door, which is still wide open, I cannot help but notice he is standing there obsessing over each moved item as if it’s going to kill him to leave it off center. I laugh, thinking about his OCD, and what I have done to him. It serves his pompass ass right.

I wanted to bust out laughing, but then a bittersweet sadness hits me and I feel slightly guilty.

It must really suck to be so obsessive over something so trivial to everyone but you. I can’t believe he has this affect on me, and I scowl as I located Emmett quickly for his help.

Emmett refuses to let me leave with her alone, insisting instead that he follows us to make sure that I get Rosalie home safely. He follows us home and is helpful in getting her inside and to bed. I can get her changed into something more comfortable once he is gone. I thank him for helping, and tell him I would stay with her for the night. He agrees it is the best, and informs me that she shouldn’t sleep on her back.

I laugh. “I know Emmett. I think I can take care of her from here. Thanks and goodnight.”

“Goodnight Bella.  It really was a pleasure meeting both of you. I really hope I see you both again soon.” He flashes those dimples and makes his way down to his gigantic Jeep, which  fits him perfectly.

It appears to me that Emmett was going to be Rosalie’s next victim.

Poor guy is clueless.  

S*h*h*h*h*h………….

Edward's pov

Caius Volturi is not going anywhere with her.

Isabella is NOT about to be his next submissive. No way in hell will I allow that fucker to restrain her! Caius’s thoughts of her are sickening. It is killing me to sit here and listen to his thoughts play out as he fantasizes about feeding from her neck while he penetrates her anally and brutally. He will leave her bruised and broken. Caius is a twisted fuck and has been known to do some pretty barbaric shit to human subs. He hasn’t engaged with humans over the last several decades, but I know for a fact from his past that a few ended up being disposed of because he lost control. His thoughts are crystal clear. He is enamored with Isabella and wants her to go home with him.... tonight. He yearns to take her to Volturi Estates and lock her up to play with.

There is no way in hell I am going to stand by and allow him to leave with her.

If I have to grab her and run with her, I will. I am capable of kidnapping her if need be.

That thought intrigued me.

The closer he gets to her the more my anger spikes. I want to rip her away from him. Then she goes and admits to ransacking my office.

No fucking way!!!

As soon as I throw open the door and looked inside, instant rage bubbles under the surface of my skin.

What the fuck?

“Why would she do this?”

You Bitch!

The words come out of my mouth before I can stop. No one hears me, but I know what I said, regretting it instantly. It pains me to think that I thought that of her.

 I am pissed off, because she is driving me insane, and I simply do not understand why.

Then as if things aren’t bad enough, she waltz’s right by me, and I acknowledge her presence and her reply blows my fucking mind.

“Evening Master Cullen.”

I suck in a breath of air at the name utilized and my cock stiffens in response to instant titanium.

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

I find myself trying desperately to right all the wrongs in my office as I busy myself with readjusting everything trying to tune out the reaction my body is having to her. I hear her pass by, but I cannot look at her.  

I want her out of my club and out my life.

She was human and didn’t belong in my world.

My fingers run through my hair, as I stare at the photo of the girl being bitten on her shoulder.

I leave the photo the way it was, and I have absolutely no idea why.

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Translation:

“Bel nome per una bella ragazza. Immagino che se c'è un cielo di sopra, sono certo che sono alla ricerca di questo angelo perduto innocente.”

- Beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I imagine if there is a heaven above, I am certain they are looking for this lost innocent angel.

Recommendations!!!

A dear friend on the OWG of the Twilight Saga took me up on a challenge to write EPOV POV for what Edward was going through on the plane ride back from their honeymoon in breaking dawn.
She fucking nailed it better than Stephenie Meyer wished she could do.
We sort of have this challenge going on the site where some of us authors are picking moments from a huge list that was compiled that are missing moments from the saga and writing them as we would have imagined them to go down.
I chose the first time Tanya meets Edward and his family and what happens between them when she misunderstands his return to Alaska after he meets Bella and then her reaction to Bella the first time she sees her at the wedding. I will be posting that on here since Fanfiction is giving everyone  a hard time. You may want to check my profile if you are interested in hearing it. I will be posting it after I post my final goodbye to EEK....and damn it I didn't think writing that would make me tear up and it just fucking did AGAIN!!!
FUCK FUCK FUCK!!

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....yes i growled. lol....

Thanks again..

Oh the link to Mrs. Cope's outtake is at
OWG Missing Moments Challenge response

Mrs. Cope has been nominated for an Indie also for Edward's Journal in the shadow of the eclipse.
Chapter 7 IS MY FAVORITE OUT OF EVERYTHING I HAVE EVER EVER EVER READ!!
I CRY A MILLION TEARS FOR EDWARD AS HE LEARNS ABOUT DEATH WHEN HE IS ONLY A LITTLE BOY!!
IF YOU READ ANYTHING READ THIS! IT IS EPIC!!!! EPIC!!!! EPIC!!!!


Edwards Journal In the Shadow of the Eclipse - unhappy ending

But the entire journal deserves you take a look she has a way with words. really  I love her to death!