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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Twilight_Series_-_Stephenie_Meyer
  Relationship:
      Edward_Cullen/Bella_Swan, Emmett_Cullen/Rosalie_Hale, Alice_Cullen/Jasper
      Hale
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      Published: 2012-12-31 Updated: 2013-03-13 Chapters: 5/? Words: 9535
****** Sunsets and Car Crashes ******
by renee20061918
Summary
     Bella is a new student at NYU, fighting to forget her past. Edward is
     the guy every girl desires, but who few get and only for a night.
     When they meet, everything changes within them, but will he be able
     to destroy the walls that lead to Bella's heart? Will Bella be trust
     him or will it be too much for her to handle?
Notes
     I don't own twilight, the characters or their cannon moments/traits.
***** Chapter 1 *****
                            Sunsets and Car Crashes
                                        
                            I see a sense of wonder
                             Deep inside your eyes
                        As we're sparkling and twirling
                                In the twilight
                          And after three long years
                        I think that we both need this
                              So we seal the deal
                        In the parking lot with a kiss
                                And in case you
                        And in case you were wondering
                          You are like a sunset to me
                         You're all kinds of beautiful
                               As you end my day
                            And you sweetly retire
                            As stars chase you away
                           I'd collapse to the grass
                      With your notes ringing in my head
                          Let the rain fill my mouth
                     And in a couple of hours I'll be dead
                           But all the while my lips
                            Are whistling our tune
                          But the beauty lies in how
                            You will revive me soon
                                And in case you
                         And in case yo were wondering
                          You are like a sunset to me
                         You're all kinds of beautiful
                               As you end my day
                            And you sweetly retire
                          As the star chase you away
                         And in case you're wondering
                        You are like a hurracaine to me
                          Your violence is beautiful
                             And your center sweet
                               Now tell me this
                          Do you know how we'd meet?
                        And in case you were wondering
                       You are everything to me (to me)
                                        
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Everyday had always been the same to me: long, meaningless and screwed up.
I had always wondered what it would be like to have someone love me, just for
me. Knowing every dark path in my mind and not caring if I'm broken, if I'm not
complete, just some one that could make me happy, and that would just be happy
to see me. But how can you love, if haven't been loved, ever?
I'm not beautiful, or extraordinary. I'm plain and very broken. My mind filled
with fear and rage for things beyond my control.
My only wish in life is to know what it's like to be someone's world, someone's
everything. But my life is an endless twilight. Never sunrises, only car
crashes.
***** Going down memory lane *****
Chapter Summary
     Disclaimer: I don't own.
     We start with Bella's point of view, get to know her and her
     situation.
BPOV
God! If I had known I had to share a room with an airhead wannabe bimbo I'd
just have stayed home.
Well, no not really, I was actually glad to be in campus.
After arriving here with my 'parents' two hours ago, I thought I'd finally be
able to enjoy a peaceful life, or as peaceful as my life can be anyways.
I had a hard time getting rid of the parental authorities; Renee cried and said
she'd miss me while she held me like I was her supply of air, as did Phil.
Phil. Or dad, as he insisted I call him ever since my parents divorced and he
squirmed his way into my mother's life. My childlike naïve mother, who as soon
as she fell for him forgot everything she ever told me about being your own
person, never letting anyone bring you down. She just lost herself, and now
acts as if he's a God of some sort.
He treats her as his bitch. I cringed as soon as I thought the words, watching
as she fawned over him all over the parking lot as everyone in a half-mile
radius gave them an odd look. Ew, he's not even attractive. And he really
isn't. I never could understand how she fell for him.
She always told me that it was the feeling of safety she never had with my
father, that he is really smart. I can't doubt that, after all he is CEO of
some great business or other. But COME ON! The guy is at least five inches
shorter that her, and prohibits her of wearing high heels. Prohibits. Funny,
just two years ago if someone told her she would become an insecure clingy love
fool, she would have laughed and flipped them off.
That is just how cool and laid-back she was. I mean after my father, Charlie,
lost his job for committing a fraud when I was 8, she stopped being a housewife
and became a successful psychologist. She was my hero, and my best friend. But
when I turned 18 and my parent's marriage was on de gutter, Phil – one of
Charlie's best friends – made a move and won her over.
Now, at 20 and finally on college, I chose the farthest location from them
possible: New York. I just couldn't live with them – or close to them for that
matter as Renee wanted – anymore.
At first he seemed like a good guy, even I was fooled by him. We were friends,
yes believe it or not, I used to talk to him about things I couldn't tell
Renee. I thought he was my rock, he was nice to me, told me I could always
count on him. So I did.
We used to talk a lot when he took his daughter to therapy with my mom, and
everything was fine. He was a good friend to my father and a good friend to me
too. I appreciated him making the effort to take Charlie out to do guys night
out, something Charlie hadn't done in years.
After my father lost his job he became depressed. I didn't see him for seven
months. Months he spent in bed, sleeping or crying. By the time he decided to
get out of bed, I was nine, and really concerned about his health.
That didn't last long, as he became a housewife… househusband? Well you get the
picture. I thought everything was going to be fine. He contacted a few of his
friends from college, and went out almost every night. Mom was happy to see him
out of bed, and even if she was exhausted from studying and practicing her
newfound career, she waited for him almost every night. We were happy he was
getting over the depression.
My parents married at a very young age, she was twenty and he was twenty-six.
But marriage was not all the things they thought it would be. Before the fraud,
He was Vice president of an insurance company, and doing very well. I never saw
him those first eight years, but when I did, he treated me like a princess.
So after he got fired and the seven months from hell were over, I thought
spending time with him all day was going to be perfect, that he'd treat me like
a princess again, and shower me with affection. But since when is life so easy?
After a month of his outings with his friends, I heard him come home very late
one night. My room was right next to my parent's bedroom, and the walls weren't
exactly soundproof.
I heard him yelling some profanities at my mother who was telling him to keep
his voice down, that I would wake up and be scared. How right she was. I
sneaked out of my room and to their door. I was afraid, but had a morbid
curiosity to find out what had upset daddy so much. Their door was ajar, so I
peeked and saw him strike my mother, who muffled her yell in a pillow nearby. I
couldn't understand why she didn't scream for help, I wanted to help, but was
petrified in my spot.
Suddenly the lights went out and I just heard clothes hitting the floor. It was
pitch black in their room, and all I could see was the outlines of his form.
Suddenly I heard my mother sobbing quietly.
"N-n-n-no-o.P-ple-ea-se-e.I-I lo-ove-e …"
She was cut of by a loud slap.
I sat frozen in a state of shock. But as soon as I heard him getting of the
bed, I bolted into my room and shut the door tightly behind me. I sank to my
knees and started to weep.
I'd never seen Charlie acting like that, I had never seen him strike Renee.
I was mature enough that they had talked thoroughly the 'sex theme' with me.
And I knew that he had forced her. It wasn't like I had heard it was supposed
to be. And I was scared. Scared for my mother, and terrified by that guy who
was supposed to be a loving husband and father.
I snapped out of my sobbing when I heard loud crashing and shouts downstairs,
followed by the front door closing.
I made myself leave the floor and crawl into bed. Terrified of making any
noise, in case he wasn't out of the house and got mad at me for being awake.
But as it turns out, I didn't have to wait long. Before I even began to fall
back asleep, I heard my door opening. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that
whoever was at the door would leave, considering I was young and needed the
sleep. It was a school night after all.
Suddenly I felt the weight of him near my trembling body. I couldn't even refer
of him as my father, not after what I saw.
"Prinshesssssh wakey waaaakeeyyy! Isss only daddy. I want you to meetsss shoome
of my friiendshh" he slurred into my ear.
Now I knew what was wrong. He was wasted. I had seen him drink before, and
become a little intoxicated, but they just sent me to bed before I saw anything
too crude.
Before I could even respond, he yanked me from bed and got me on my feet at the
foot of my bed, in front of two burly looking men. Just as intoxicated, I
guessed, judging by their blood shot eyes and slight swaying.
"Wh-where is m-m-mommy?" I managed to stammer before they laughed, loudly.
"Your mommy isn't here sweetheart. She went out for a while. But grandma is
still here, or so I've heard, so you need to be very quiet during our little
game, ok?" The man nearest to my bed said.
"Game? Wha-at game?" I said in a small voice.
I wasn't stupid, actually quite the opposite, I was very perceptive, and I had
a very bad feeling about this but before I could end my assessment of the
situation, Charlie whispered in my ear.
"Now, we won't tell anyonesh about this prinshessssss, because no one will
believe you isss that clear?"
"Yes" I managed to squeak out.
And I knew he was right, even if fear was making my mind foggy, I knew that
nobody would believe a word of what I said if it was me against Charlie, the
perfect husband and loving father.
Suddenly the two men started zigzagging in my direction, with a hungry look in
their eyes…
I was pulled out from my memories by a loud screech followed by more blabbing
of Jessica my new roommate.
"…so then I told him I couldn't see him anymore and he totally begged me! Can
you believe that? I mean, I know I'm hott and all but begging?!?! So I turned
around and…" Jessica continued to ramble, thinking that my silence was because
I was enthralled in her egotistical yappering.
"Uh, hey Jessica, it's all very interesting, but I think I need to go out for
some air" I interrupted her, still feeling the large ache in my chest from
going down memory lane.
"Huh? Oh sure! Do you want me to come with? I can tell you the end of my
story!"
"No, no! Save it for later, you know, keep me thinking about it." God she was
dumb. She couldn't get a hint if it hit her in the head, and I wasn't about to
cry into her shoulder and tell her my life story. I never made friends for a
reason: I hated being pitied.
"Sure! But you'll never guess what I told him, it was totally awesome! I turned
around and…"
I didn't let her finish. I grabbed my coat and some money and ran out of small
dorm.
I couldn't continue to listen to her meaningless life while the tears were
threatening to escape any minute.
It always happened when I allowed myself to think of that awful night that
started the five worst years of my life. Five years I allowed it to continue
until I insisted on moving into another floor in the house and demanded a lock
at the age of fourteen.
Renee thought it was the teenage hormones kicking in, and I wasn't about to
contradict her. That way I got what I wanted without having to give further
explanation.
I was relieved, and thought it was the end of my personal hell, and it kind of
was, except for the last words Charlie uttered before going on with life as if
it was peachy.
I tried to forget, I really did, but I will always remember the day he gave me
the lock. What he said to me was tattooed into my brain, and I will never be
able to erase it, or the painful memories that accompany it.
"Just remember princess"he spat out "no matter what, you're ruined for everyone
else. No one will want somebody like you. You're used, you're less that shit
and no one will EVER be able to love you. You couldn't even make me love you,
and I'm your father." He sneered at this. "You'll always be alone, because you
don't deserve love. Everyone in your life will only fuck you and leave you."
He gave me a kiss on the cheek and whispered "sweet dreams princess"
I knew he was right. I always knew it but having it confirmed, was just the
icing on the fucking cake that was my screwed up life.
Hopefully, college will let me get lost in the studies, maybe ease some of my
pain. But never to have friends, no one can be trusted, that much, I learned.
***** Roommates from hell *****
Chapter Notes
     I don't own, see first chapter notes.
BPOV
Two hours after I fled from my new dorm room and my roommate from hell, I had
seen everything the school had to offer.
I wandered and stopped whenever the tears rebelled, calming myself down away
from people's prying eyes.
Finally deciding I had had enough of the outdoors, and feeling emotionally
exhausted, I decided I needed my guilty pleasures: caffeine and a cigarette.
I had started smoking at the tender age of twelve, after I realized it helped
ease the nervous state I usually wandered around in.
After that fateful night, I had become a mess.
The next day at school, when one of my best friends, Sam, held my hand as every
other day, I screamed and started hyperventilating. No one could understand my
reaction, so it was obvious to say that my little group of friends started to
avoid me at all costs, thinking I had become some kind of freak they didn't
want to associate to.
By the time lunch arrived, every little secret I had told Sam, Jane and Alec
was in everyone's gossip. Not that any of the things said were important, just
stupid little comments I had made over the years, like if I had a crush on
Jeremy, or if I had puked all over my entire birthday cake when I was six. But
it still hurt. That was the day my prophecy started to form. I was meant to be
alone.
I was too young to understand why no one ever approached me anymore, I mean,
yeah I freaked out when Sam touched me, but it wasn't such a big deal, was it?
But with everyone trying to figure out how suddenly I had become the crazy
girl, I couldn't even ask.
Before my panic attack with Sam, I was actually looking for him and the others
so I could tell them what had happened the night before, and get their advice.
I thought they'd never tell. We were like family.
So when I heard Jeremy laughing and telling me that he'd never like a freak
like me, I was glad I hadn't opened my mouth.
Ever since that day, I became quiet, invisible.
Invisible was good, that way no one could touch me, hurt me. No one talked to
me and I ignored everyone around. I did group projects alone, and refused to go
to play dates Renee organized to see her friends and gossip while I played with
some mean girl. I was pretty stubborn, and my mother knew better than to force
me.
Renee. She was… well pretty oblivious to the situation, and when she caught
wind of my strange behaviour at school, she blew it off as every kid in school
being too immature for me to be interested in their friendship. She was in
denial that there was something else bothering me. She was fucking queen of
freaking denialland!
So after three years of only having my flaky mother to talk to, I tried
smoking. And hell it was good. I had been observing Renee smoke since I was
three, so I was pretty good at it, never choked, and it actually was quite
pleasurable.
I tried to maintain it a secret, not that it really mattered. By the time I was
twelve and calling my ciggie my 'other best friend', just about the whole
school thought I was crazy, using drugs and every other bullshit you can think
about.
I didn't care, I was better off alone. But that didn't change the fact that
when I arrived to middle school and saw that nothing had changed, I was a
little disappointed. But what had I expected? In the hellhole that is the
little town of Forks, everyone knows each other, as there is only one
kindergarten, one primary school, middle school… well you get the picture. We
all had to grow fucking together.
I hadn't changed; it was a year after starting middle school that I got the
courage to ask for a lock to my door, so I was just as fucked up as ever.
I only asked when I heard the school psychologist tell my mother that I should
go to therapy, that I was abnormally shy, and that it had been a change that
happened overnight. If only he knew…
So, scared as shit that anyone would decipher my dark secret, I grew some balls
and asked to be saved, if only a little too soft, and a little too late.
So having a smoke and, after a while, a coffee every morning, my days became
just a tad better.
So here I am again running from my past with a strong coffee and my Marlboros.
I laughed at myself again for bringing up the past. Geez these days even a
bench reminds me of freaking Forks.
So after drinking my coffee and smoking, I dragged myself to my new hell,
otherwise known as the dorms.
As I opened the door, I stopped in my tracks.
There she was, that stupid shit eating bitch going through my stuff. What the
FUCK does she think she's doing?!?!
"Oh my god! You should see the things this girl has brought! It's horrific!
Where did she learn to dress, from hoboes?" giggled Jessica into her open
phone. "She is definitely a weird one! But yeah at least she doesn't seem like
a bitch, the way you describe your roommate".
A freak?! Who the HELL does she think she is?! Going through MY STUFF!
"What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing" I asked in a very low threatening voice.
She froze and said into her phone "I'll… I'll call you back"
"Get your FUCKING PAWS OFF MY STUFF!" Now I was screaming as she was held
frozen in her place, by shock or fear, or judging by her face, both.
"Hey Izzy! I can call you Izzy right? Well I was just unpacking for you, you
know? Being a nice roommate and stuff…" she trailed off after looking at
whatever expression I had in my face, but judging by the anger I felt spilling
from every pore in my body, it wasn't a good, friendly one.
"No, my name is not Izzy" I spat at her with all the venom I had. "It's Bella,
and you can't call me ANYTHING. Get the fuck away from my stuff. I won't be
living here with you if it's the last thing I do!"
I turned around to leave, with her still staring at me with her jaw hanging
open and added over my shoulder:
"And I prefer to be a freak rather than a bitch skank wannabe bimbo with no
self respect." I heard her intake of breath. "I expect to come back for my
stuff and see them exactly as they are now, or you'll have hell to pay Jess."
And added in my sweetest voice "Have a reallynice day."
I didn't even wait to see if she would answer. I stormed outside and went to
the main building where I would demand for another room. Hopefully they'll
comply and save me from another bitch fit.
As I approached the building, I saw a pixie-like girl. She was about 4'9, with
jet black hair cut short and giving her pale complexion a kind of glow. She had
blue-grey eyes that were downcast while she was fuming, just as I was, and
muttering under her breath.
"They better give me another room. Just having to hang out with her for an hour
was torture. I can't endure a whole semester with her! And she's totally ruined
my first day here. I was in such a great mood! God, I hate girls like her, I
hope she chokes on that freaking chewing gum, she was so loud! I can't believe
I got her for a roommate…"
She stopped muttering when she saw me laughing and frowned at me. But I
couldn't stop. She looked exactly like I felt: extremely pissed off.
"What the hell are you laughing about? You think I'm funny?!" she fumed at me.
"No, no… laugh… it's just… you look exactly how I feel right now!" I managed to
gasp out only to be followed by more very girly giggles.
Geez I'mgigglingnow? What's wrong with me? But I couldn't stop. I hadn't
laughed like this in a long time, let alone from watching someone ramble while
being pissed off, but I guess finally my stress kicked in and I'm having a
crazy person moment of some sort.
She just stood there, watching me like I was insane for a moment before
giggling a little herself.
"I'm sorry; I know I must look crazy muttering to myself and storming around
campus, but ugh! I hate my roommate; I just came to see if I can change dorms.
She's the roommate from hell, seriously!" She told me with a smile. "What about
you? Why are you here?"
I looked at her for a moment and decided she wasn't looking at me like I was a
freak, but rather with… curiosity?? So I decided to answer her just as honestly
as she had me.
"No you don't seem crazy. Actually I kind of understand. My roommate is a
roommate from hell as well, I'm here for the same thing you are" I confessed.
"I just walked into my dorm to find her going through my stuff, talking on the
phone telling whoever the fuck she was talking to that I dress like a hobo and
that I'm a…" I paused. I didn't want her to judge me and tell me that Jessica
was right, that I AM a freak. She just gave me a look of encouragement, and I
felt… safe to continue, so I did. "… a freak. And apparently her friend told
her it was better to have a freak than a bitch, which I'm assuming her friend's
roommate is or something"
A voice startled me from behind. I turned around to see a beautiful blonde that
clearly belonged on the cover of sports illustrated swimsuit edition. She was
5'10 and had baby blue eyes and a body to die for, completed with her long
natural blonde hair, and legs that went on forever.
She stared at me too; clearly making the same assessment, only that I knew mine
wasn't anything nice. She must think I'm so plain and mousy. She sure as hell
knows I'm just like a gum in her shoe or something by the look she's giving me.
"So, I'm guessing you're Lauren's" she sneered the name "friend's roommate? The
freak?"
I tensed at this. Has the word travelled so far that now everyone knows I'm a
freak? I should just go home. I just nodded and looked at the floor, but she
surprised me by laughing. I chanced a look at her and saw that she was smiling
at me and offering me her hand.
"Sorry, I didn't mean that you were actually a freak, at least you don't look
like one. I'm Jessica's friend roommate." I shook her hand and smiled a little.
"The bitch?" it escaped my lips before I could stop it, and blushed furiously.
She just laughed again and nodded. "Exactly, so what's your name? I suppose
you're here to change rooms? Jessica called Lauren and told her everything of
your outburst when she thought I wasn't listening, but I heard everything she
said. So I'm not about to let some whore call me a bitch" she paused. "Or call
my new friend a freak"
I looked up at her surprised. Friend? She doesn't even know me! I'm sure that
once she talks to me some more she'll find out I'm boring and walk away. Like
everyone else does…
She kept looking at me with expectant eyes, so I told her my name.
"I'm Isabella. Isabella Swan. But call me Bella"
"Sure I'm Rosalie Hale. But my friends call me Rose"
"And I'm Alice Brandon!" The pixie said jumping up and down. "Oh I'll just know
we'll all be the best of friends!"
Rosalie and I looked at her with amused expressions before laughing and shaking
her hand too.
"So, do you girls wanna go in and ask the administration what the hell they
were thinking when they put us in those rooms with the whores?" Rose asked.
"Sure" I answered before turning to Alice and asking her "So what did your
roommate do to upset you so much?"
And I really was curious. I like these girls. I don't know what it is about
them; they're just so… confident and fresh. Everything I'm not. I
thought.They'll just leave like everyone else, so I shouldn't get my hopes up
in having any friends. No one knows me really, but… I feel I cantrustthem…
Alice interrupted my thoughts.
"Well, I opened the door ready to introduce myself and she had every inch of
the room covered with her stuff. She told me her name was Tanya and that I
didn't look good enough to be her friend, so that I should just keep to myself
and leave her the hell alone" Rosalie and I exchanged incredulous looks and
Alice smiled at us. "So I told her I didn't want to be her friend, that I
didn't befriend airheads and she started screaming and throwing things at me!
Can you believe that? So I just picked up my stuff and closed the door in her
face."
"Wow" I said after she finished. "What a bitch"
"Tell me about it! But it doesn't matter. Now I found you two, and as I said, I
know we'll be great friends"
Rosalie nodded and took one of my arms, while Alice took hold of the other one.
I freaked out. I never allow anyone to touch me, they might hurt me. So I was
surprised to find their touch soothing, rather than awkward. Maybe I can have
friends here. Maybe they really will be my friends.
With that we walked into the building to demand a change in the living
arrangements. I was surprised when they allowed us to share a small apartment
just outside of campus once Rosalie used a very icy glare towards the woman
behind the front desk. And Alice had them make us a discount, for our
discomfort, with her bubbly – and rather persistent – personality.
With that we took all of our stuff out of the dorms and went to hang out in our
new living space, laughing all the while we were unpacking. We ordered some
take out and sat in the furnished apartment to watch movies – curtsey of Alice
– and I had never felt more accepted. They hadn't called me a freak, and we
seemed to really understand each other. I felt like I was finally safe. I
didn't know how long it would last, and even if it seemed impossible for me to
make friends so fast, it seemed like I had.
Well, it looks like I'm not going to be all alone in college. I thought to
myself with a smile.
I knew I had to be very careful with people, but I could feel a connection with
them. Maybe Alice is right, and we will be best friends.
I really hoped so. It was the first time in years I felt happy, and I had no
intention in betting against Alice right now.
***** Expanding the knowledge in anatomy *****
Chapter Notes
     Don't own
EPOV
I'm going to die .
I'm going to die.
I'm going to die.
That is the only thought I had as Emmett, my twin brother ran over a few
trashcans and scared the entire pedestrian population in his hurry to get
settled into our new apartment.
Emmett, my twin brother was what you could call a man whore. He flirted
shamelessly with anything with a skirt and curves in the right places. He was
my exact opposite, and I couldn't help but wonder after 21 years of living with
him if they had switched him with my actual twin when we were born.
He is 6'4 and all muscle, has my mother's brown curly hair and bright blue
eyes. I on the other hand am 6'1, with bronze tousled untameable hair and
piercing green eyes. I lack my brother's body builder's complexion, but have my
fair share of muscles and a six pack. We wouldn't really look alike if it
weren't for the straight nose, strong jaw and dimples.
"Geez Eddie! Calm down, your ruining the new seats of my pimpin' ride!"
exclaimed Emmett viewing me from the review mirror while I clutched his seats
for dear life.
"Then slow the fuck down!" I barked at him while two more innocent pedestrians
jumped out of the jeep's way.
"Hey, we need to hurry, get settled and hunt for new meat!"
Jasper just chuckled from the passenger seat.
Jasper is our stepbrother, and is our exact age. Our parents got married when
we were 5, and we have been family ever since. He looks exactly like his
father, Carlisle. He is 6'1, with a swimmer's complexion, grey-green eyes and
shaggy dirty blonde hair. He is as much of a brother to me as Emmett is; we are
all each other's best friends.
"Emmett you man whore! Whatever happened to your vow at celibacy?" he asked,
still chuckling.
"Well, I also made a vow to our parents, promising them that I would expand my
knowledge of anatomy!"
Ok, I had to laugh at that. Emmett always made mom and Carlisle promises to do
more chinks, hiding it behind big words.
"Well, I'm baffled. I thought dad would know better than to trust you right
now" exclaimed Jasper through tears of laughter of our brother's sneakiness.
We finally arrived and I was glad to be finally here with my brothers, my best
friends.
My father had walked out on us when we were 2, and haven't heard from him ever
since. Jasper's mother died in labour, and is never mentioned. Our parents met
while on vacation on a cruise, and have been madly in love ever since. We never
complained on the union, as we gained a dad and a new brother.
The fact that we had been inseparable ever since, just worked to everyone's
advantage. We were each other's support system, wingmen, and secret keepers.
Emmett slammed on the brakes and got out of the jeep before Jasper or I could
register that we had arrived.
"Come on bitches!" He yelled while attempting to carry his two big suitcases
and a very large box containing his 'pimpin' stuff.
We laughed as the box fell and its contents flew out, decorating the foyer with
his Maxime magazines and posters.
"Shit!" he grumbled under his breath as he attempted to get everything inside
the box again while balancing his luggage.
"Hey there!" a high pitched voice called behind us.
The three of us turned around from the mess to see three chicks checking us
out.
"Well hello ladies, what can we do for you today?" Purred Emmett in what he
thought to be a sexy voice.
I rolled my eyes at him and extended a hand to the girl nearest to me, the one
that had been shamelessly staring at my crutch since we turned around.
"Hi, I'm Edward Cullen, these are my brothers, Jasper and Emmett"
She was about 5'7, with her dyed, dry hair in a high ponytail. I slowly trailed
my eyes over her body. She was hot that was for sure. I trained my eyes in her
face and saw her lifeless hazel eyes rake my body various times.
She took my hand giving it a gentle squeeze and looked straight at my abs now.
"Hey, I'm Lauren. This is Tanya and the brunette is Jessica. We just finished
unpacking and were checking out the campus when we saw your brother and the box
disaster. We thought we could help you… get settled."
She wasn't undoable, if she could keep her high pitched whiney voice quiet, of
course.
Jasper took the other blonde girl's hand – Tanya, I think – and bowed his head
in the southern gentleman's fashion he used.
"Nice to meet you ma'am" he purred.
Tanya flashed him a sly smile and seemed taken by his hint of an accent.
She had a much hotter body than Lauren and was taller too.
Damn, I wonder if Jasper would like to trade…
I looked at him and his eyes gave me the answer: no fucking way.
I ignored him and continued to study Tanya. She was 5'10, with strawberry
blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. Her features were delicate and porcelain
like. Jasper was the lucky winner today, apparently.
I turned my attention to the brunette now.
This Jessica girl was the exact copy of Lauren, only that she was 5'5, the same
lifeless eyes, a little curvier, but ordinary nonetheless.
I just want someone extraordinary.
But I'd have to settle with Lauren now. Not even Tanya was extraordinary. I
would know when I saw her. My special and only one.
So yeah, deep inside I was a gooey romantic, sue me. But I would not deny
myself the pleasures that life gave on the way.
I snapped out of my inner monologue and concentrated on the task at hand.
Emmett and Jessica just kept eyeing each other's goods, oblivious to anyone
else.
"Well, who are we to say no to three gorgeous ladies?" I asked, with just a
hint of my British accent, which I knew had an interesting effect in the female
population.
Emmett snapped out of his lust induced haze and motioned for the door.
"Shall we?"
I chuckled as he too used our accent to charm panties off.
The girls just giggled and strutted inside our new apartment, throwing lusting
gazes over their shoulders.
"Well guys, time for our first lesson in anatomy, don't you think?"
"Why yes Emmett, it is time indeed" replied Jasper, forgetting his manners and
staring shamelessly at the girl's asses.
We walked coolly into the apartment and shut the door tightly behind us.
Let the lessons begin.
***** Out of All the Hookers I Know *****
APOV
You've got to be shit ting me!
When I woke up at 8 sharp, I expected my day to be filled with move-ins, new
friends and fresh college experiences.
I left my parents at the airport after several assurances to my mother that I
would be perfectly fine moving into my dorm alone. They had a trip to Hawaii
planned and I didn't want to be the one to dampen their previous plans.
After a long goodbye and several tears, I left the airport in my beautiful,
yellow Porsche 911.
I turned on the radio to find that my favourite song was just starting, so I
cranked it up and sang top volume all the way.
This was supposed to be the best fucking day ever.
As I arrived to my assigned dorm, the truck transporting my things was already
parked outside, everything was just going the way it was supposed to: smoothly.
I got out of my car receiving the typical glances from every male around - I
mean, that's what the very short Gucci dress was for right? - And sashayed my
way into the dorms.
Before I could even touch the doorknob I knew things were going to go downhill
as soon as the door opened. How did the sense of foreboding escape me before?
Yeah, I was t oo busy sashaying my perfect ass around. Shit.
My good mood was quickly evaporating into nothingness, jumping of the cliff as
soon as I saw inside my new room.
There was a very plastic blonde girl throwing things out of boxes all over the
place while singing loudly – and badly – to crappy music.
"Hey! I'm Alice, your roommate!" I screamed, hoping she'd hear me over the
noise.
She stopped mid-song and turned to look at me. She was horribly looking, but I
couldn't bet on that as there was an inch of makeup decorating her face, making
her look even more plastic.
She curved her blood red lips into a sneer as she looked me up and down.
"Whatever. I'm Tanya. Tanya Denali. You can put your shit in that corner over
there, but touch something of mine and you'll be without fingers, understand?"
She took a step closer to me and smiled cruelly. "Oh, and try, no wait, just
don't talk to me, deal? I wouldn't want to be seen hanging out with the likes
of you."
With that she continued throwing stuff around. I was rooted to the spot
processing the horrible things clown girl (the nickname I gave her) had said to
me. Slowly the anger bubbling inside me burst and I walked to look into her
horribly caked face.
"Don't worry Tanya" I spat out her name "we won't be sharing room, as Idon't
want to be seen with the likes of you. Someone might confuse me for a whore if
I spend just another minute breathing the same air as you."
She opened her mouth in surprise and gaped at me, so I added:
"Oh, and I really like having deep, thoughtful conversations, so we really
couldn't be friends anyway. I don't befriend airheads."
With that I smiled and turned toward the door, but before I could give one more
step, a shoe flew by my right ear.
"YOU BITCH" she screeched in a key so high, I'm guessing only dogs could
understand her. "How dare you! Get the fuck out of my room!"
She continued screeching and throwing things at me, while I just laughed at her
making my way to the door.
"With pleasure," I answered the last screech I understood. "It was very… uh…
nice to meet you Tanya"
I smirked as she threw what looked like a large vase at the door.
Crazy bitch, now I have to go demand a new dorm. Shit day.
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As I was walking towards the main office, I saw the most gorgeous man I'd ever
seen.
Oh my GOD! I'm in love.
He was about 6'1, or so, with blonde hair hanging over his beautiful green-gray
eyes. He had a slight tan, and a strong but proportioned complexion. His skin
looked smooth and velvety, and I had the urge to approach him and caress the
smooth skin exposed on his forearm. He was dressed perfectly in khakis and a
white button down shirt.
Hmm, I wonder if he's single.
My question was answered as I saw Tanya and her skank followers approach him.
On a second look he was accompanied by two other guys, one with messy bronze
hair and piercing green eyes, and a much larger one with brown curls and baby
blue eyes.
The large guy was still on his knees, a box he apparently dropped and its
contents forgotten as soon as the army of skank-o's arrived. He quickly put the
boxes and suitcases he was holding on the floor, and stood to look at the
skanks as the bronze-haired man and the blonde god were doing.
Blow them off, please blow them off, oh you god of a man!
But apparently my prayers fell on deaf ears, as each guy took a preference in
one of the bitches, and because my day had to get worse, blonde god chose
Tanya.
So, college? Yeah it's a kick in the balls, apparently.
I sighed as they motioned them inside and disappeared shortly afterwards. I
resumed my sulking and fuming all the way to the office, until I heard a soft
shy laugh.
I looked up and saw a pretty girl with very pale complexion laughing.
Apparently, my rant amused her.
So now everyone's laughing at my expense?? What the hell!
"What the hell are you laughing about? You think I'm funny?!" I asked her in a
harsh tone.
She replied in between laughs that she actually felt exactly as I did, or at
least she assumed, from my earlier display of craziness.
I contemplated what she said for a moment before bursting into giggles myself.
I apologised and explained my situation, and was quite surprised that she had
exactly my same problem. She was just telling me about her roommate's friend
who apparently had a bitch for a roommate, when I heard a voice interrupt from
behind the girl's head.
"So, I'm guessing you're Lauren's" she sneered the name "friend's roommate? The
freak?"
The new girl was very pretty, and had definite style.
Hmm I could definitely go shopping with her.
I noticed the girl I was talking before tensed and blushed, until the new one
laughed and offered her hand.
I took the opportunity to look at the girl I was talking to before. She was
5'6, had long wavy brown hair, almost reaching her waist, a very pale milky
complexion that turned a very hot pink whenever she talked, and very large,
brown doe-eyes with sparks of gold in them.
She had baggy clothes that made her seem as a formless lump, and ratty tennis
shoes that I wouldn't be caught dead in.
She definitely needs me! I could totally make her look like a runway model, and
with a little makeup she would be the envy of every girl on campus! Yep, she
really needs some Alice-time!
I took her posture. Her shoulders were slumped, and she had her arms tightly
around herself. As I continued my assessment I noticed her eyes were really
sad.
She relaxed a little when blondie call her a friend, and seemed quite shocked.
I really like her; maybe after a makeover she will be surer of herself.
The blonde one introduced herself as Rosalie and the brunette as Bella, so I
had to introduce myself as well.
"And I'm Alice Brandon! Oh I'll just know we'll all be the best of friends!"
And I knew that was the case, for Rosalie seemed independent and strong, but
seemed to lack girlfriends. I could understand that, girls can be very vicious.
And as for Bella, I knew she needed us. And I did have a feeling that we would
be as close as sisters, being an only child myself, I craved the idea of
sisters.
They looked at me at the edge of laughter, I was after all, a bubbly person by
nature, and could scare people away with my enthusiasm.
Just then Rose suggested we got on with our business and demand a new place to
live, while I told them my experience with the nasty queen bitch.
That reminded me of the god like creature and the look of lust in his face
before asking Tanya in.
Well, at least there'll be other guys … Who am I kidding? He's one of a kind…
With that thought, we marched ourselves arm in arm toward the building and our
new found friendship.
RPOV
I approached the main office quite pissed and ready to give the damn dorm
administrators a piece of my mind, when I heard a girl with long brown hair
talking to a pixie like girl.
Wow she's small! If she were a blonde I would totally mistake her for
Tinkerbelle!
I was snapped out of my quite dumb musings when I heard the brown haired girl
speak again.
"… a freak. And apparently her friend told her it was better to have a freak
than a bitch, which I'm assuming her friend's roommate is or something"
Oh, so this must be that Lauren's ho friend's roommate. Hmm she seems nice, in
a quiet shy way. When I overheard she was a freak I assumed to find something
worth of a circus or something.
I interrupted their conversation by asking her if she was, indeed, the supposed
freak. I immediately saw her tense at the word, and hastily added that she
seemed quite normal.
I had already made my assessment of her, and found her to be quite pretty, and
as she assessed me, I didn't see resentment in her eyes, or jealously like I
normally endure with other girls, but awe and intimidation.
Well, I understand why she feels intimidated, but I would really get to know
her, so she can see that I'm not the bitch everyone assumes I am.
I laughed as she asked me if I was the bitch the skanks were talking about
before blushing and looking down. I laughed to let her see I didn't take
offence and offered her my hand to introduce myself.
"Exactly, so what's your name? I suppose you're here to change rooms? Jessica
called Lauren and told her everything of your outburst when she thought I
wasn't listening, but I heard everything she said. So I'm not about to let some
whore call me a bitch" I paused. "Or call my new friend a freak"
She seemed taken aback by the word friend, but I meant it, she definitely could
be someone I could hang around; she just had this innocence and shyness that
was quite refreshing.
She told me her name, and after I told her mine, the little pixie jumped up and
down, telling us she was Alice and that she knew we would all be best friends.
I certainly hope so. I haven't had girlfriends in a long time.
This was of my own choice, as girls only wanted me near to achieve popularity,
or to hit on my two older brothers. But as I looked at these two girls, all I
saw was sincerity, so I decided to take a chance.
Alice and I took a hold of Bella's arms and she recoiled for an instant before
relaxing.
Hmm, that was odd.
I shrugged it off as we made our way into the offices.
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"I'm sorry girls, but the dorms are packed, and freshmen are not permitted to
live outside the campus, unless authorized by the parental figures" the fifty-
something lady behind the front desk informed us.
"Oh, well, um, sorry for interrupting you…" Bella started to say before I cut
her off.
"Listen Mrs. Cope" I seethed at her "you give us an apartment to share, or show
us the way to a capable enough person to do that, understand?"
She looked taken aback by my glare, but started looking in her computer for our
request.
"Rose?"
"Yes Bells?"
"You're totally my hero!"
I laughed and waited for the rather unfortunate looking lady to gives us the
information.
"Ok girls" she said looking at me with frightened eyes "There is a small
apartment just outside of campus with three bedrooms. It is furnished, but..."
Alice cut her off. "That's perfect! Give us the keys, and we'll be on our way!"
"Um, yes there is just the detail of the price; you'll have to pay extra…"
"WHAT??" I spit out at her "Not only do you put us in dorms with filthy,
probably sexually diseased whores, but you expect US to PAY for YOUR
MISTAKES??"
She blushed and started to stutter, before a very well dressed man in his late
thirties or early forties approached us from the stairs.
"Mrs. Cope? What's going on here?"
"Um well sir, you see… um, these young ladies are requesting for a change of
dorms, apparently they don't get very well along with their roommates…"
The man turned and let his eyes wander over us, while an appreciative smile
appeared on his lips.
"I see. Ladies, let me introduce myself, I'm Mr. Holmes, the owner of the
school. Please have my most sincere apologies about the dorm incident. Now tell
me, what are you looking for?" He said while shaking each our hands.
Bella recoiled from the touch, but composed herself quite quickly.
Huh, I'll have to ask her about that.
"Well you see sir, Mr Holmes, our roommates were quite rude to us, calling us
names, taking the entire dorm space, and even" Alice stated, gesturing towards
Bella "went through some of our stuff!" She finished with a pout and puppy
eyes.
Mr. Holmes looked entranced with her before quickly composing himself.
Men! No matter the age, just give them a pout and big puppy eyes, and they fall
at your feet!
"How despicable! Well, I'm sure Mrs. Cope here can find you three lovely girls
an apartment to share"
"Well you see sir" I started.
"Oh please call me John! I hate the formalities, don't you?" He asked giving me
a lustful glance.
Gross! But it'll work in our advantage.
I gave him my best sexy smile and continued, "Well you see John" I purred his
name and his gaze glazed a bit "She has offered us an apartment, but we have to
pay extra for it! It's not fair, don't you agree?"
He kept staring at my lips and muttered "Yes, yes quite unfair indeed."
"So maybe" Alice started taking him out of his trance like state "you could
give us a tiny-whiny discount?"
He looked at her and agreed readily, much to Mrs. Cope's chagrin.
She totally has a crush on him. How pathetic.
She gave us the address and keys, and Mr. Holmes ordered for a moving truck to
help us transport our things to our new place.
As we were leaving Bella turned to Alice and I and said in an awed voice
"You. Are. Bad asses! When I grow up I want be totally like you guys!"
We laughed heartily at this and gestured to the moving truck parked outside to
follow us to the dorms.
First we went to mine, and then to Bella's without much interruption, but as we
arrived to Alice's we heard the hookers inside gossiping, cause as it turns
out, God makes 'em and they find each other.
"OMG!! I don't know about you two, but Eddie was FANTASTIC! I totally lost
count of my orgasms" Said a brunette, who I deduced from what the girls told
me, was Jessica.
"Yeah, well Emmy has it HUGE! It almost didn't fit" countered Lauren, while
they burst in a fit of trampy giggles.
"Well Jazzy's blonde hair looked great in between my legs!" said who I assumed
was Tanya.
I tuned to the girls with a look of disgust, only to meet Alice's disappointed
expression. I nudged her in the ribs and she smiled, but it didn't reach her
eyes.
Bella, having witnessed the interaction, gave her a confused glance.
"Later" mumbled Alice as she threw the door open, and started collecting her
boxes.
We followed her in to be received by the skank army.
"Oh, well, well, what do we have here? The bitch, the freak, and the smartass!"
exclaimed Tanya while the three of them rose from the couch they were sitting
at.
"Back the fuck up!" Seethed Alice through gritted teeth.
They laughed and continued, "So, couldn't find anyone else so you united
forces? How charming"
"Leave us alone" countered Bella in a small voice.
"Oh are you here to scream some more? Or have you lost your nerve? Huh? Don't
worry, I didn't touch anything of yours, I don't really know if freakiness is
contagious!" replied Jessica as they burst into laughter.
Bella blushed and looked down, tears in her eyes.
"Watch what the fuck you're saying to my friend, bitch!" I replied taking a
step closer.
"Don't Rose, they're not worth it"
"Listen to your pathetic little friend, Rose, wouldn't want to break a nail.
Just as I was about to launch myself at her, Alice beat me.
"Listen you whore" she warned in a dangerous low voice while taking hold of
Jessica's hair "Mess with me or my friends again, and you'll have to redo all
of your surgeries. Understand?"
Jessica just nodded, while her friends looked perplexed.
Lauren snapped out of it first.
"Yeah Jess, don't even bother with them! We're in the top five, while they
don't even make it on the list"
She looked quite smug for coming up with such a stupid response.
Alice had finally recovered all of her stuff, so before we were out the door, I
turned one last time.
"Yeah, you're right Lauren, out of all the hookers I know, you are definitely
in the top five."
She was about to retort, all of their faces filled with rage, when I shut the
door in their faces for the last time.
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We were finally in our new apartment, and it wasn't half bad. It actually, was
pretty comfy, plus it was already furnished. Although Alice had decided that
everything was awful and we would have to buy new things.
We ordered Chinese while unpacking and laughed at our encounter with the
hookers all the while.
"We will have to discover who these guys who fucked them are; I don't want them
in a ten mile radius of us. Just imagine all the diseases they'll be carrying
from those three!"
Bella laughed right along with me, but Alice remained silent.
"Alice? What's wrong sweetheart?" I asked while patting the space on the floor
next to where I was sitting.
"Nothing's wrong Rose, it's just that" She sighed sitting next to me "I kinda
saw the guys they were talking about, and the one Tanya was talking about?" She
paused.
"That guy what Ali?" Asked Bella, sitting on the other side of the pixie,
putting her arm around her shoulders.
"Well, I saw him, and, I dunno, it was like love at first sight or something.
God you must think this is stupid." She confessed, burying her face in her
hands.
"We don't think it's stupid, right Rose?"
"Um, no, not stupid. But Ali, love? Really?"
"Well you didn't see him!" She defended herself "He was… perfect"
"Well, not as perfect, if he was ready to jump into bed with either one of
those filthy, manipulative, clown look-alike bitches!"
Bella glared at me and I just shrugged.
What? No perfect guy would want to fuck those girls.
"I guess you're right." Alice sighed. "But anyway, on to happier themes!"
"Well yeah, I wanted to ask you Bella, why are you uncomfortable with people
touching you?"
She looked at me wide eyed and shrugged, blushing furiously.
Now was Alice's turn to glare at me.
God ! Enough of the glaring already! I'm curious!
"You don't have to tell us yet Bells, but just know that you can trust us, ok?"
Bella looked up with teary eyes and hugged us tightly.
"Thanks guys" she whispered.
"Anytime honey, anytime" we both replied at the same time.
"Ok, enough tears! How does a movie sound?"
"Wonderful!" Bella and I said at the same time and burst out laughing.
We continued unpacking for a bit, while talking about our parents and our
hometowns.
We settled to see 10 things I hate about you, and while they were putting the
movie on and making popcorn, I decided I would be the best friend they could
have. They were already making me see what having girlfriends was like, and I
loved them for that. But I needed to know Bella's past, and understand Alice's
'love at first sight'. I really wanted to help,
Huh, who would have thought I'd have best friends so soon? I have to admit,
Alice was right, we will be great friends, apparently we all need each other.
I smiled at the thought and sat down with to watch the movie. I felt extremely
happy, as I realized that these girls were already family to me.
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