Hello Lovelies. Here is a teaser for Chapter 2 that should be posted on Friday.
EPOV
"Sorry, Victoria. I have to go," I tell her abruptly.
"You're just going to leave me here?!" she yells. "Fuck you, Edward! Why the fuck don't you want me? Do you have any idea how much I want you?" She's fucking crying but I have nothing to say to her so I tell her I'm sorry before heading the hell out of there and going in search of a taxi which I quickly find.
I decide to head straight to the party. Getting wasted seems like a good bloody way to drown my sorrows. I look down at my dick and tell him how it's just not fucking on to let me down like that. There is no 'I' in team.
I wake up the next morning and I'm overwhelmed with the urge to just fucking die. My head hurts, my stomach hurts, my ass hurts...wait! What?
My ass hurts?
Before I can run off and take a shower while the Crying Game plays in the background I realize it's not in the area that would lead to me in a fucking straight jacket.
It is sore though. My ass cheek that is. I reach down with my hand and feel some kind of large plaster or bandage thing.
I leap out of bed and walk over to the mirror and peel it away and what I see will haunt me forever.
BPOV
The next morning, I awake early, eating some breakfast while reviewing the slew of emails that came in during the night.
"Oh, my, Edward. You were a busy boy last night," I state. I'm not in too much of a shock, just wondering how he thinks that he is going to get out of this particular situation.
Shaking my head at the last email that was time stamped ten minutes ago, I decide to get ready for the day. My first day in the office. My first official day as Edward's agent and probably one of the longest days of my life.
Wearing my dark navy bow-laced backed pencil skirt, light blue oxford tailored shirt, I slip on my navy gloss platform pumps and complete with my cream leather jacket.
I pack-up my briefcase, laptop and Edward's folder. Before leaving, I grab my cell and call Felix to see where is the better place for me to be.
"Bloody hell! He did what?" Felix yells into the phone.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
The Good with The Bad Chapter 8 Teaser
Hello Lovies,
Sorry on the delay in a teaser.
This should be posting on Friday. Do enjoy the 'tease'.
When I got home I told Bella all about my day and she smiled and kissed me, excited that I was really into it. The next few days passed in a blur as I focused on my summer classes and my own writing. When I woke up on Thursday morning the house was empty and Bella had left a note on the fridge. I felt kind of bad that Bella wasn't there to wish me a happy birthday but she said she had to run some errands. I spent most of my morning just fiddling with my guitar and making notes on the project with Jane.
It was well into the afternoon when Bella came home and I was kind of pissed that I hadn't seen her all day. She came fluttering into the kitchen with bags of shit and her face was flushed from the summer heat. She had on a red bathing suit top underneath a white wife beater. For bottoms she had on a pair of denim shorts that barely covered her ass. She also had on a pair of gold flip flops with per perfectly manicured toes on display. God, I loved her feet.
"Happy birthday, baby!" she sang as she threw her arms around me after setting all that shit down.
"Mmm, I missed you," I mumbled into her hair.
"I know but I needed to get all of this done if we were going to spend the rest of the day together," she told me.
"So, when do I get presents?" I asked childishly.
"Not now. I'm going to make us lunch and then you get present number one," Bella said as she started pulling food out of one of the bags.
Bella had started using those reusable bags from the grocery store. She pulled out a rotisserie chicken that smelled heavenly, a loaf of bread, some relish, and sour cream and Cheddar chips.
My favorite.
I sat in the kitchen while Bella cut up the chicken breast and made us some chicken salad. She piled it on some of the freshly baked Italian bread and we had lunch together. After we were done eating Bella told me she needed to shower and that she'd be out in a bit and that I was to wait in her room. I did as she asked after placing our dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I really wanted to go in the bathroom and shower with her but I refrained. I had some self control. A few minutes later, Bella came out completely refreshed and clothed in a sinful outfit as I sat dumfounded on the bed.
Sorry on the delay in a teaser.
This should be posting on Friday. Do enjoy the 'tease'.
When I got home I told Bella all about my day and she smiled and kissed me, excited that I was really into it. The next few days passed in a blur as I focused on my summer classes and my own writing. When I woke up on Thursday morning the house was empty and Bella had left a note on the fridge. I felt kind of bad that Bella wasn't there to wish me a happy birthday but she said she had to run some errands. I spent most of my morning just fiddling with my guitar and making notes on the project with Jane.
It was well into the afternoon when Bella came home and I was kind of pissed that I hadn't seen her all day. She came fluttering into the kitchen with bags of shit and her face was flushed from the summer heat. She had on a red bathing suit top underneath a white wife beater. For bottoms she had on a pair of denim shorts that barely covered her ass. She also had on a pair of gold flip flops with per perfectly manicured toes on display. God, I loved her feet.
"Happy birthday, baby!" she sang as she threw her arms around me after setting all that shit down.
"Mmm, I missed you," I mumbled into her hair.
"I know but I needed to get all of this done if we were going to spend the rest of the day together," she told me.
"So, when do I get presents?" I asked childishly.
"Not now. I'm going to make us lunch and then you get present number one," Bella said as she started pulling food out of one of the bags.
Bella had started using those reusable bags from the grocery store. She pulled out a rotisserie chicken that smelled heavenly, a loaf of bread, some relish, and sour cream and Cheddar chips.
My favorite.
I sat in the kitchen while Bella cut up the chicken breast and made us some chicken salad. She piled it on some of the freshly baked Italian bread and we had lunch together. After we were done eating Bella told me she needed to shower and that she'd be out in a bit and that I was to wait in her room. I did as she asked after placing our dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I really wanted to go in the bathroom and shower with her but I refrained. I had some self control. A few minutes later, Bella came out completely refreshed and clothed in a sinful outfit as I sat dumfounded on the bed.
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