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Bella was staring at her
phone, glaring at it, really. The phone number she’d programmed in it a couple
of days ago was taunting her, tormenting her, but in all reality, it was the only
viable key to her freedom. She tried to push everything back, ignoring ten
digits stored in her cell phone that would ... No, don’t think about it. Focus on the now, not the nebulous, unknown
future.
However, she was taking
some time away from her ‘family’ obligations, under the direct and stern orders
of her father. With Edward’s attack, the damage to one of the clubs and a lull
in shipments, Charlie encouraged Bella to be a single, fun woman.
She honestly didn’t even
know how to do it.
“Staring at your phone
won’t force Edward to tell you where you’re going, woman,” Alice snickered as
she curled Bella’s hair. Bella had called her in a panic, unsure how to do the
whole date thing. “Though, I’m shocked you called me to help you get ready for
this date.”
“It’s because I’m going
out on a date. Period,” Bella mumbled. “I haven’t been on a date since my
senior prom when I lost my virginity in the back of a limo. I had a whole
glam-squad to make me beautiful that event. I’m helpless when it comes to this
girly shit. And the virginity nonsense? That sucked, let me tell you.”
“It’s a rite of passage,
Bella,” Alice giggled. “Was the limo moving?”
“Yep,” Bella said,
wrinkling her nose. “And my date was not gentle.
He was inexperienced as me and it hurt. When he first slid inside, we hit a
bump. Fucking painful as fuck!”
“Did you love him?” Alice
asked, moving in front of Bella and arching a brow. She twisted her hair around
the barrel of curling iron. “Your prom date?”
“No. He was cute and
popular. It was expected for us to go
to prom together,” Bella shrugged. “He was the prom king and I was the prom
queen. Totally stupid, high school bullshit.”
“Do you love Edward?”
Alice pressed. Bella’s eyes flew up to her friend and Alice blanched. “Never
mind. It’s not my business.”
“You’re right. It’s not,”
Bella growled, her posture stiff and tense. “I think I can handle getting ready
on my own, Alice.”
“Bella, don’t be like
that,” Alice snapped back. “I love you like a sister, but sometimes your moods
give me whiplash.” Bella narrowed her eyes at Alice. “Don’t look at me in that
tone voice. I get that you were thrust into a life that you never wanted when
you were attacked five years ago, but that doesn’t give you free reign to be an
epic bitch to anyone who is trying to help
you. And you’ve been awfully jumpy since the attack on that strip joint your
father owned. Not to mention Edward’s attack at Virginia Mason!”
“I’m sorry, Alice. It’s
just that …” Bella began as she got up from the bench where she sat as Alice
curled her hair. “I can’t really talk about it. I’m overwhelmed, in more ways
than one. I’m trying to understand what I’m feeling for Edward. Is it just lust
or are these emotions real? I’m also trying to reign in ‘Scar.’ She’s always underneath
my skin, ready to jump out, to protect her family.”
“That’s fucked up, Bells.
The fact that you refer to yourself in the third person, calling upon your evil
alter ego,” Alice deadpanned. “Maybe you should talk to someone about that
problem.”
“I can’t really do that,
Alice,” Bella sneered. “I’d be fucking arrested, Alice. I do not want to go to
jail. Can’t you work your magic and get me some miracle personality pills?
You’re our chemist, pharmacist.”
“Pain killers and mild
sedatives, yes. But, anti-depressants, anti-psychotics? No fucking way. That
shit fucks with your mind. You need a doctor to prescribe that shit,” Alice
said, shaking her head. “I don’t want to give you some medication and then you
lose your shit, ending your life? No
fucking way, Bells. Your dad would put a bullet into my head faster than I
could blink.”
“Maybe I can get Edward to
prescribe …” Bella muttered.
“Like that’s not
unethical,” Alice argued, glowering at Bella. “Besides, doctors can’t treat
loved ones.”
“Edward doesn’t love me,” Bella grumbled, sitting down on her bed and idly pulling on a string on the comforter.
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