Authors Note: Hey everyone, just putting this one out there to test the waters. Random info… Bella's somewhat self destructive and Edwards not a chivalrous prince charming, but hey he's a gang leader it's expected. As always if you want it continued let me know with your following and reviews. I've updated 'Sugar We're Going Down' and 'Far From Never The Lovers Past Midnight' as well. This chap is dedicated to my BETA clumsy20 who's in the middle of exams so much luck to her awesome self, she's amazing and best wishes to her and her fam right now… xoxo Kat.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognizable to Twilight, I'm just playing with the characters but the fic is totally my own. Three guesses what the theme song for this chap is? *winks and laughs*

Summary: Rival gangs, rival hearts. Maybe he went too far but she was worth risking a gang war for. He wanted her, now he's got her...

That dare was unexpected but it served its purpose, the purpose he needed it to. Bella gets dared to dine and dash a restaurant but gets caught by the owner, Edward Cullen. He's a 19 year old deadly sexy gang leader and the enemy of the gang her best friend Jacob belongs to. Now he's found a way to spin her dare so that it works in his favor. She's stuck in his territory working at his restaurant to avoid a permanent record. What more could a Cullen ask for?... Smut AU/AH Possessive and Dominantward, Romance Crime and Humor.

Dine and Dash

Chapter One – Super-massive Black Hole

*~*~* Ooh, baby don't you know I suffer?
Oh, baby can you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretenses
How long before you let me go?
Ooh, you set my soul alight
Ooh, you set my soul alight
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh… you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh… you set my soul)

I thought I was a fool for no one
But ooh, baby I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
And how long before you tell the truth?
Ooh, you set my soul alight
Ooh, you set my soul alight
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh… you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh… you set my soul)

Supermassive black hole… *~*~*

"Move it along Bells, we don't have all day." Sam laughed as I mumbled curses under my breath.

They always did this I swear. It was like they constantly had to worry about me breaking so I was never allowed to go out on their 'errand' runs. I mean I already know they're in a gang. I've practically been around the Grey Wolves, all my life. We go to parties, the beach, family shindigs and just hang out together all the time but when they have 'business' to take care of I'm shipped back home like a house mouse and the males get to go out on a testosterone hype. I've seen them get into fights before. I mean how bad could these 'errands' be? Okay the fights are probably really bad… but its life I can handle it, I'm sure I don't have to be handed over for safe keeping every time they bust a lip or bruise an eye…

I'm being a naïve little bitch I know but I still wish that I could go tonight. There's some problem with the Shadow Fangs that they have to take off. Shadow Fang is a gang as big as Sam's. They're lead by a total hot head, Edward Cullen. According to Jake I've seen Edward a long time ago, when I was like 11? I can't really remember though considering what a hard time I was having back then. But anyways I've heard from other sources that Edward's unbelievably easy on the eyes but he's totally lethal. He broke this one guys head on the pavement just for bumping into him and he's been arrested twice... in the same month, but they can never keep him in. And there's this one guy in his gang, Emmett, he's a freaking mountain of sheer muscle and his cousin or something Jasper? He's been to Juvi. And apparently this other guy, James, was wanted for murder at some point and that's just to name four out of all the members! I've only ever caught glimpses of them once or twice when I was with Jake, Sam and Embry in Seattle but the Wolves huddled me away before I could get a good look at any one besides muscle man Emmett and a flicker of someone's gorgeous bronze mess of hair. Anyway Shadow Fangs are totally notorious and the North and inland areas, where the Wolves are going tonight, are their territory not Sam's. Sam's territory is the west coast line and La Push. So in all honesty I know that Jake and the rest of the gang simply leave me at home because they do a bit more than bust lips and bruise eyes, I fully realize they're trying to protect me from only the hardcore stuff that they do but I'm worried and you can't blame me, they're my friends and Jacob… Jake's my brother.

"Chin up soldier, we'll be back in no time." Jacob's cold hand shot out to steady me as I stumbled down the back of Sam's Jeep Hurricane, Jesus it's the coldest winter yet.

"Yeah just come back with all ten fingers and toes attached." I warned him and the others.

"Sure thing Bells but no guarantees on their side." Seth grinned toothily.

"He's 17 and he gets to come! It's totally ridiculous. If I can't come then he shouldn't either." I protested. The truth of the matter is, Seth's pretty much as dangerous as the other guys but he's also the most playful which means he's a cocky little twit who is most likely going to get hammered if he doesn't keep himself under control there so on the off chance that they relent I could be saving him from some severe blood loss.

Sam raised his brows incredulously. "He's a year older than you Bell."

I'm about to point out that I'm turning 17 soon when I'm cut off.

"And I'm actually part of the pack." Seth chipped in like the twit he is. I swear the juvenile 5 year old in him will never grow up.

Fine go get your head bust open, see if I care.

Arg, I care!

Shaking my head I finally relent and step away from them with a deep sigh. "Just be careful!" I call over my shoulder, screaming so that they can hear me over their insane adrenaline induced yells in the car as the taillights burn bright and they wave out the window in vague acknowledgment that I said anything at all.

"Boys." I mutter and shake my head in disappointment while I continue towards shelter. I grab the icy handle and enter the much welcomed warmth of the cozy cottage styled house. "Hey guys, I'm home."

"In the kitchen." Sarah calls in an out of breath way.

Shrugging off my coat I allow my nose to lead me towards the delicious smell coming from the kitchen. "Hey Sari, what's sup?" I ask entering the kitchen and grabbing an apron.

"Roast lamb." she holds up a dish to me allowing the smell to engulf me before placing it back in the oven, with a huge crinkly smile that's a carbon copy of Jakes. Turning back to me she raises a brow as she eye's me and dries off her hands in a dish towel. "Boy's leave you again?" she asks knowingly.

"One day I will injure them." I grab a wooden spoon and try to jab a pineapple slice for emphasis but the slippery thing just slides away to the other side of the counter not doing much to prove my point at all. "I'm just you know… working my way up to it." my face twists of it's own accord at the end as the pineapple slice mocks me from it's side of the counter.

Sarah chuckles as I eye the wooden spoon and pineapple slice with a frown. Taking the spoon out my hand she replaces it with a knife. "It's all about the weapon." She said in a really bad godfather impersonation. Raising my brow I laugh along with her at her silliness. "Now practice on those fruit for me." She nudged her head in the direction of a fruit salad she had started already.

Sarah doesn't know much about the activities of the guys. For all she knows Jake's simply going through a teenager phase with his friends but she really has no clue that her son belongs to an actual gang.

We both worked in silence while I mused on the delicate yet intricate facets of my relationships. Sarah's not related to me, heck none of them are. Her husband Billy is my dad's best friend, they grew up together, it's as simple as that and it would've probably remained that way if my mum hadn't skipped town 13 years ago. Now this is home. At least it is during the weekends, holidays and any other time I want to drop by. My dad really didn't know how to take care of a 3 year old and with his heavy work schedule I could see where he was coming from. He wasn't always Forks chief of police but he worked hard for the position so that we'd be okay. While he was out slaving it was Billy and Sarah that stepped in. Sarah's awesome, she makes me miss Renee less…

Anyway now Sarah, Billy and Jake are extended family. They're my way of life. In fact Sam and Jakes other Grey Wolf boys are the only friends I have outside of school and I prefer it that way… because well, it's always been that way.

I have some friends at school. Angela, Mike, Eric, and Jessica but we only ever see each other when I'm at school. I school up North, mostly because Forks High is near both the police station and my dad, Charlie's, house. It's not much of a comfort to Jake and the guys that I school in Forks, its Shadow Fang territory. But it's not really a big deal, it's not like Edward Cullen would have any reason to bother with me, Jacob and Sam have ensured that I'm greatly unknown in their dealings. Besides me schooling there makes it easier to see my dad. He picks me up after school because I live with him on week days outside of holidays. He was pretty adamant that I school in Forks and not the Res where Seth is currently and the other boys where back when they were schooling, I think it's because we'd hardly ever see each other if I did. I miss my dad a lot, he's great but I know he feels guilty about Renee leaving so he made the sacrifice of letting Sarah raise me just so that I'd have a make-shift mother. I hate Renee for that. But I love Charlie and Sarah for it even more.

An ice breeze shook us to attention as Billy shut the back door.

"Something smells good." Billy's gruff voice said with appreciation as he wheeled himself into the kitchen.

"Sarah's going all out today." I grinned as she blushed and swatted the dishtowel at me.

"Abusing my little girl when I'm not looking hey?"

I turned and bounded towards the jokey gravel voice. "Dad, what are you doing here?" I smiled widely and hugged him. He in return did an awkward one armed pat on my back, Charlie's never really been one for emotional displays.

"What your ol' man not allowed to drop by for some dinner?"

"Sure he can." I hugged him one more time against his will and gleefully showed him my butchered fruits. I'm useless in the kitchen I know but it doesn't stop me from trying. I grinned like the mischief emoticon as I watched him try and come up with a way to compliment my disaster.

"Well you coulda just said no."

Billy let out a gust of rumbling laughter as Charlie pretended to pack up and leave 'cause I apparently used my salad to refuse him dinner.

"Ha-ha." I pouted and thumped my salad bowl down on the counter.

"Come on Charlie it's not beyond saving. I'm sure it tastes fine." Sarah patted my shoulder even though she was well aware I was faking my disappointment.

"Where'd Jake go to?" looking around the room Billy inquired and Sarah answered to the best of her knowledge.

"Oh he's spending some time down at the beach with the rest of the boys."

Part of me feels bad that they don't know about their activities but it's not my story to tell so as per usual I just shrug.

"I swear that kid keeps getting bigger and bigger every time I see him." Charlie comments as he helps us set the table.

"He's nineteen, dad." This is something that my father always seems to forget.

"Well you two are growing up too fast if you ask me." He huffs as he takes a seat across from me.

"Oh give it a rest Charlie. It was bound to happen sometime." Sarah chimes in, actively hinting to Charlie that he can't expect me to be his little girl forever. How I love this woman!

"Can't blame a guy for trying." Dad mumbles under his bushy mustache and dishes out for himself. "You coming home today Bells?"

The phone cuts off my reply and I shoot dad an apologetic look before answering. "Hey Jess."

"Bella, how are you?" Now I know better than to actually answer that so instead I just remain quiet knowing Jess isn't really interested in the answer, it was merely her greeting. Jess does not disappoint. No longer has she asked then is she steam rolling through the rest of her speech. "We haven't seen you in such a long time. So here's the plan. We're all meeting on Friday morning at the diner so we can take a trip down to Port Angeles. You coming? And by the way the answer better be yes or I have Angela's permission to alienate you at school Monday."

I roll my eyes. Classic Jess. "That'd be great dad." I answer my fathers question and he chuckles having heard Jess's boisterous voice from across the table.

"What was that?" Jess asks confused. Guess she isn't called 'dad' very often then.

Laughing lightly I confirm the plans with her. "I'll be there Jess."

"Yay!" I can practically see her doing a silent happy clap at getting her way before she hastily hangs up no doubt to call Angela. "See you at 9 then! Bye."

"Bye." I mumble at the now dead phone, laughing to myself. Nothing livelier than Jessica on the week before school starts up again.

Just then the front door burst open and in walked Jacob, Seth and Jared. The three off them looked A okay but I'm guessing there's a reason why the others didn't come in as well... My dad's police cruiser is a big give away that the Chief of Police is around. They send me a wry smile like they usually do after running 'errands' like these to say all's well and then proceeded as if it's any other day with everyone else in the room. Much to everyone's amusement Seth reaches for the salad first and at the sight grimaces and incredulously inquires.

"So Bella cooked again?"

Twit!

~.~.~

Charlie and I got home pretty late last night but he tried to get in some father daughter time… sorta… There's only so much fun one can have watching baseball when you have no interest in the game so I was up in my room fast asleep by the first home run.

I was still asleep when Dad left for work this morning. I walked down and found a note on the fridge saying he'd be back by 5 but he'd left me some money in case I wanted to go out. After my shower and normal routine I decided to take him up on that offer. There wasn't much to do at home and I figured I could get myself something to wear on Friday, it wasn't often I got to go out with other females, I may as well look the part.

My neighbor was headed into town so I managed to hitch a ride there and quickly called dad to let him know my plans and find out if I could meet him at the station afterward so we could come home together, he said it was fine which meant I had roughly an hour and a half to myself.

Forks didn't have much to offer when it came to recreation but it still had more than La Push did. I walked around aimlessly for half and hour until I managed to find a little clothing shop at the corner of the street. It was a miracle that the weather was holding up, I had only now realized that the sky was heavily laden with dark clouds. Better make this a speedy shopping trip I decided quickly not wanting to get caught in the down pour.

The sales clerk was a petite female with long striking red hair, I swear she looked like she had flames flowing down her back. Aside from the fire hazard on her head though she looked very pretty and friendly in that 'buy some of my clothes' way. "Anything I can help you with?" She asked in a friendly tone.

"Nah thanks just looking." She returned my smile with her own friendly catlike one and walked back to the register while I sifted through some of the clothing racks. The dresses were gorgeous but I was looking for something casual where as these dresses were meant for prom or something else of the sorts. "Any casual wear?" I asked her.

She smiled and nodded towards the far end of the store clearly distracted by the good looking blonde guy that had entered the store and headed in her direction. Deciding to give them a bit of privacy I moved by myself towards the casual dresses at the back of the store. My god whoever designed these dresses was a genius they were gorgeous in a played down way. I was stuck between a deep blue one that flared from the waist and went down to my knees and a black and teal handkerchief dress. Holding out both in front of me I scanned my appearance in the full length mirror next to the window. They looked both looked fabulous but there was no way I'd be able to afford them both. Eventually I managed to settle on the black and teal one, I preferred it anyway.

By the time I get back to the till the blonde guy is seated on the counter with his legs dangling over. It's only then that I notice his clothing. He's dressed head to toe in dark red, black and metallic gold. He turns away from the cashier and I catch sight of his piercing blue eyes, the color is cold like ice and a brief amount of confusion flashes through them when he turns around and smirks at me clearly not understanding why I'm gawking at him like he's death. The girl looks between us in confusion and I hastily shove the dress on the counter top and bolt out the door. There is no way I need that dress THAT much. I've got to get out of there before by some fluke this guy recognizes me!

I race out the doorway and into the steady drizzle. I can hear the cashier yell after me if I there was something wrong with the dress and right after that I hear the guy ask her 'You know her Victoria?'

My steps quicken and the rain starts to beat down more heavily knowing, in some part of my subconscious, that I've got to get out of the downpour. By now I've hopefully gotten far enough away but my sweater is clinging tightly to my body and my hair's plastered to my face. I round the corner and silently thank god there's a garage dead ahead of me, perfect place to wait out the rain. I stumble through a puddle and continue towards the garage. It's pretty safe to say I could be stuck here a while, the rain isn't going to let up anytime soon. In a huff I rummage through my bag and retrieve my cell, calling dad to pick me up seems like the wisest choice right now, but as luck would have it I've got no signal due to the weather.

"Use mine."

A deep smooth velvet voice behind me startles me, a voice that one can associate with the likes of heaven and darkness together, regardless of how contradicting it may be. A hand juts out in front of me wielding an expensive looking cell but still too shocked by the guy's sudden intrusion behind me I spin to face him instead of grabbing the phone.

His beauty startles me far more than his voice did. He's gorgeous. He looks about 19 years old and his face is sculptured to such perfection I'd believe Michelangelo had done the job himself. He was tall and commanding even though his body language was nothing but casual. He towered over me with such ease that I swear I felt like a garden gnome in his presence. His hair was a marvelous shade of bronze mixed with copper. It had the look of absolute disarray like since the day he was born he had formed a habit of running his hand angrily through it. His attire was dark and sexy much like the appeal that oozed straight out of him in every other sense, be it his striking looks, lopsided smirk, dangerous poise or piano fingers clutching the cell. His body was well toned, rippling muscle was something that could be seen despite the black jeans that hung low on his gorgeous hips, the dark red shirt and black hoodie that brought out the paleness of his skin and the red, black and metallic gold trimmed sneakers covering his feet.

"Bella." He smiles in greeting but cocks his head to the side like a predator. My eyes must've flashed with shock that he knew my name at all because he smirks flashing me his sharp pearly whites. "James said he saw you." He says with some amusement and watches me with calculating eyes.

I feel like a bucket of ice water was thrown down my shirt. Why didn't I realize it before! He's wearing Shadow Fang colors too. I'm in so much trouble!

"Who are you?" my voice comes out venomously biting and ice cold, internally surprising me. But I soon realize it was merely due to a lack of knowledge of who I was talking to.

"I'm Edward." He answers easily completely unfazed by my tone, his voice low and deep as he leans back and studies my reaction. If I thought I was scared of the fact that it had been James in the shop, you've got no idea how terrified I am now that I know THIS is EDWARD CULLEN! He smiles at me and I swear it's dazzling, capturing my attention like a room of fine wine would a recovering alcoholic. It causes my pulse to race. His voice isn't threatening. I don't even think it was meant to be threatening. But his natural dangerous aura still has an undertone in it. My flight instinct has already kicked in and I turn to race off.

"Bella seriously it seems like every time we meet you're running away." He mocks as he quickly moves to block my way. "Right now, that first time at four months ago in Seattle, in Port Angeles, thrice in Forks." He finishes looking me in the eye. For a second I'm completely overwhelmed. His eyes are a deep shade of jade, it's the most intense thing you could ever witness.

How could he have seen me all those times? I'd only ever encountered the Shadow Fangs twice and hadn't even gotten to identify any of their personal appearances. My gaze shifts towards his hair and I remember it! It's the same hair from that one time in Forks, the one that was semi-hidden because I was so overwhelmed by the sight of that heap of scary muscle, Emmett.

"What?" I breath out in shock that he'd seen me so many times and actually took notice.

He just shrugs smugly knowing that this is news to me. Just so content getting under my skin with this knowledge that he will intentionally never elaborate on.

Ignoring him I sidestep and move towards the side exit of the garage knowing that it makes me completely visible to everyone that I'm hoping is the 24hr store.

He refuses to let me leave though. Holding me in his line of sight he tags along. "Relax I don't wanna hurt you amore mio (my love/soulmate)." He says trying to calm me down but the fact that he's so amused at my anger and fear does little to help his endeavor. He knows he's got the upper hand.

"My name is Isabella." I corrected him in disbelief. "And I'm not scared of you. You couldn't hurt me if you tried." It was merely a brave front I know but this was the only defense I had and I'm a stubborn girl since what must be birth. He looked thoroughly amused by my answer.

"Really Bella because you seemed to be in a real hurry to get away from James." he grinned at me shrewdly, calling my bluff. "Now I'm wondering, is James scarier than me?" he mocked and leaned forward towering over me. Looking at me with sheer amusement dancing in his eyes.

It was his surety however that sparked something in me. "You can't hurt me. What are you going to do? Kidnap me? Beat me? Kill me? Rape me? I'm not afraid. I've grown up around gangs remember?" Technically it's not true, I've never borne witness to such atrocious acts nor are the Wolves lady abusers but this was my defense and he didn't have to know it wasn't true. Deep within me I really knew that I would be able to make it through all of that because I refused to give up my power over myself. The only way for him to destroy me would be for him to kill me and I wasn't afraid of dying, living is far more difficult than dying and I've lived this long so why fear something easy like death? "You're going to have to think a bit harder. Come on Cullen, scare me." I met his gaze with daring eyes and arched a brow. My reply seemed to please him as much as it surprised him.

"You're feisty. I like it but you really should pay attention little girl." He leaned towards me and braced his palms on the cold wall on either side of me towering over me and locking me in. The muscles on his arm tensed and he looked predatory. His eyes darted to my mouth and back to my eyes. Locking me in his gaze he dipped down until his breath was dancing hot against my cool skin and he was completely in power over me. The irises of his eyes had almost completely disappeared. He looked completely lethal and they refused to break their hypnotic gaze from mine. "I can be very scary." he narrowed eyes and his shoulders seemed to tense and broaden further as his gaze intensified and smoldered me. His scent hit me like a ton of bricks. He smelled like cinnamon, soap, spice, leather and man. He smelled like everything that needed to be bottled and used to make the perfect aphrodisiac. "But like I said, I don't wanna hurt you." He studies me for a while and his body language reminds me of a caged animal. "The day I saw you in Seattle I was very intrigued." He put emphasis on the word and paused. "but Jakey and your other Wolf buddies shuffled you away so fast. And then I was really pissed off!" He placed emphasis again and pouted in a condescending fashion his eyes however were dead serious and I think he'd be hissing if he weren't so hell bent on mocking me with his pout.

"What do you want?" my voice came out much weaker than I wanted it to but I couldn't help it… I was scared and fighting so so desperately not to let him know.

"Nothing." he said leaning away from me, relaxing his stance and running his hand through his messy sex hair. "...major." He completed and his damn sinfully gorgeous crooked smirk was back before I could let out my sigh of relief. My eyes darted to him in shock.

What could he possibly want with me?

As if reading my thoughts he grinned and brushed my hair out my eyes. "Go out with me." He said it so casually I almost choked.

"What?" I asked perplexed.

"A date, Bella." He elaborated with dark amusement at my expression.

He couldn't be serious! "My dad is Charlie Swan." My brows formed a frown and I looked up at him incredulously.

"And you are Isabella Swan." He stated condescendingly. "What you want me to ask him for permission or something?" his eyes were rich with humor at my aghast expression. Wouldn't the chief just love him asking out his only daughter?

"He's the Chief of Police!" I choked out with utter disbelief and conviction. Now that should by far be the best way to get a gang leader to leave you alone but I was fast learning Edward Cullen was not someone to be deterred or refused.

"Doesn't stop you from hanging out with Jacob." His eyes darkened menacingly at the mention of my relationship with Jake causing me to fractionally flinch.

"Jacob is family! Practically my brother! His mother raised me!" I rambled defensively wanting to get away fast. "Why are we even having this conversation?" I asked aloud when suddenly realized I was justifying myself to a stranger who I didn't owe an explanation to.

"Because you're secretly in love with me." he said cockily tilting his head to the side. He said it like he knew what his close proximity was doing to me… like my body's reaction to him was a sure indicator that it was only a matter of time before his presumptuous statement would become a sure fact of life.

"No!" I shouted horrified. What the hell would give him that idea? I don't know maybe that little problem your lady bits down south are having right now?

"So it's not a secret then?" he folded his arms and inspected me with humor obviously enjoying seeing me riled up as my large eyes kept darting from his knowing eyes to his pink moist fleshy lips.

"Argg." I shot my hands out in disbelief and opted to leave instead of continuing this argument. There was no way in hell that I could go out on a date with him, if Charlie didn't kill me, Jacob would!

His hand moved quickly and gripped my arm turning me back to him. His expression was softer but still very amused. "Okay come on just dinner. I promise we don't have to start planning the wedding right away."

"THERE IS NO WEDDING TO BE PLANNED!" I shrieked.

"Relax love, I have no qualms with eloping." He shrugged and egged me on seeming to love seeing me this annoyed.

Of their own accord my eyes narrowed at him. "I'm leaving now." I hissed.

"Says who?" His deathly amazing smirk was back and he roughly pulled me closer. Still gripping my one arm he now had me flush against his rock hard chest. His musk, spice and potent raw male scent knocked me senseless, he smelt as good as he looked. It was almost as if he was doing this to me on purpose. "Just dinner Bella…" he whispered along my lips before connecting his to mine. My brain failed to register that I should move away from this kiss. It wasn't demanding it was if anything a mixture of possessiveness and sincerity. His lips were full and sweet, molding together with mine in a breathtaking dance even if it only lasted a few seconds. His tongue merely skimmed over the tingling skin of my lip and just as quick as he had advanced on me he broke the kiss but didn't relinquish hold of my arm.

My head was a mess. I just kissed Edward Cullen!Jacob and the others were going to kill me! Why was I still standing here? Trying hard to keep my composure I shook my head and decided to decline once more but the shock had turned my voice far too soft. "You don't understand my dad's -"

"A cop." He cut me off. "Now you understand. I'm a delinquent gang leader. It's thanks to guys like me that he's gleefully employed. If you really think about it I've practically been feeding you all your life, what's one more meal on my tab?" I gawked at him and he seemed thoroughly pleased by my expression fighting against his obvious amusement he continued while I remained stunned to silence. Smirking, he gently placed his finger under my now slack jaw and closed it. "Finmente ci siamo (finally we have met) and Bella… I'm going to make sure it isn't the last." He said with finality, his eyes though still playful had darkened considerably making sure I knew he was dead serious. "I want you. And I always get what I want."

Something in the way he said it made me think that I should be flattered as much as I should be scared. He let go off my arm and I bolted away, not realizing I was running through a seriously dodgy poorly lit alley. That only served to make me push harder to get away from the dangers that could lurk in this place. I broke speed just before the station, leaning my hands onto my knees I caught my breath. I hadn't chosen the safest route to run through but thank whatever powers were watching over me because I got here safely. Straightening up I started forward towards the entrance of the police station. As I walked in however I was sure I saw a flash of bronze dash back into the alley I had just moved away from.

~.~.~

Last night was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.

That crooked grin plagued my thoughts even when I woke up this morning. Sweat lined my brows and I lay panting for breath. He hadn't even touched me in my dream let alone kissed me. He hadn't needed to. It was just the way he looked at me that sent fire coursing through my veins. It was so possessive, raw and calculating like I was going to disappear if he didn't keep me locked in his sight.

But that was in a dream two hours ago and right this second I'm seated in the dinner with Angela waiting for the rest of the group to show up and if there's one thing I'm certain of… I'm going to avoid Edward Cullen like Seth avoids my cooking.

"What's his name?" Angela asked me suddenly with a giggle.

"Whose name?" I blushed a little wondering what she saw that made her ask.

"Come on don't be coy Bells. It's written all over your face. What's his name?" she smiled teasingly.

"It's not like that Ange." shaking my head to clear it I try and distract her because I'm pretty sure she'll have me committed if I say Edward Cullen. "So ask Eric to prom yet?"

Pretty shy Ange blushed and her jaw dropped. "Oh my god I can't believe I forgot to tell you! Ben asked me right before I grew a big enough spine to ask Eric."

"Um okay wow, major information overload here Ange. Since when is Ben a leading man in the story of your life?" I was genuinely curious now. Eric for some unfathomable reason had been the object of Angela's affection since she laid eyes on him. Jacob had narrowed it down to 'love is blind' which I did swat him for, considering he scoffed at my school friends and that was a blatant pun on Angela's bad eyesight and mock of Eric's slightly… um… emo style.

She laughed shyly and adjusted her glasses. "I don't know. He was just so sweet on the phone you know?"

"That's great Ange, I'm really happy for you." a sincere smile formed on my lips.

We didn't get to discuss things any further though because everyone else chose that moment to join us. It felt good to see them again, I'm around Jake and everyone around the reservation so much that I forgot about how fun these goofballs can be. They serve as the perfect distraction from my thoughts of Edward and his new found interest in me.

Mike and his group are considered very popular at school. Eric Yorkie as stated before is slightly emo but really sweet. Angela Webber is the kind heart of their group, she's really pretty, unbelievably shy, always willing to help and impossible not to like. Jessica Stanley is a boisterous, bubbly blonde who has forever had a crush on Mike. And sandy blonde haired blue eyed Mike Newton has never been one to waste time, a fact highlighted right now. He jumps head first into everything and Jessica has never been one not to go along with what ever Mike says so when he suggests we play truth or dare even before being properly seated Jess is all for it. I begrudgingly wake up and follow them outside to sit on the lawn and remember that this is why I spend more time down at the reservation than with them.

"Don't look so worried Bella we'll start of slow." Eric smiles his toothy eager to please smile and squeezes my shoulder slowly. As we form a circle on the grass, thankfully the dew isn't too bad. "So who's first?" he asks rubbing his palms together.

"I'll go." Jessica offers impatient to please Mike and grins expectantly at him for her dare… to no avail.

"Oh I have one!"

Jessica's smile fades and she turns away from Mike to scowl at the bellowing Eric. All's lost to him as he formulates his version of torture on the friend he affectionately calls the 'Shrill Shrew'. "Truth or dare?" he asks Jess ominously.

"Dare." She grins expecting something pathetic that only he could consider being a shudder worthy dare.

"Good." He grins evilly way too happy with her choice. I find myself actually leaning away in trepidation. "I dare you to call Greene and tell him you're having the sickest sexual fantasies about him when he addresses us in school assembly."

OH!

MY!

GOD!

CRUEL! WHO KNEW YORKIE WAS SINISTER!

Mike snorted loudly and high fived Eric while Angela and I shot a clearly horrified Jessica a sympathetic look. Regardless of whatever… No one deserved that! Principle Greene made dinosaurs look young and sexy, he was practically a fossil on legs himself and he had the shiniest balding head on the planet! Did I mention he's a chronic spitter? So yeah... Eww!

It took her a second to get her head in the game but then she determinedly woke up and strode over to the pay phone outside the diner. "There's no way in fucking hell I'm calling from my phone." With angry jabs she dialed Principal Greene's number and Mike strode over to her wanting to make sure she wasn't pulling a fast one on us. They both waited a while as the phone rang and then Greene must've picked up because Mike gave us a thumbs-up and shoved his fist in to his mouth to muffle down his laughter.

"Hi Principal Greene I know this is your personal number but I have a problem and I was hoping you could help me with it." Jessica's face was paling with each word but that was much better than the awful green shade she turned as she continued. "It happens every assembly… when- when you're addressing u- us. The way you're s- s- so forceful and demanding I start getting these crazy thoughts like str- stroking you till you're hard. And licking yo-"

I swear I was going to be sick. That was by far the most god awful thought one could ever have the displeasure of having planted in their head. Eric looked paralytic on the floor the way he was laughing and I swear Mike was biting his fist so hard he was going to draw blood anytime now.

"WHO IS THIS!" we heard Greene raw with anger on the other end of the line and Jess jumped in fright and quickly slammed the phone down.

She was positively mortified when she got back but one look at Eric and she was livid. According to the rules though you can't ask the person who asked you so she directed her anger elsewhere. "Angela truth or dare!"

Angela swallowed fast and without missing a beat yelled with such conviction that the Pope wouldn't doubt her! "TRUTH!"

Jessica how ever was taking no prisoners. "Describe your first crush."

Angela shot me a worried look and I shrugged in sympathy hoping against hope that for her sake Eric didn't realize it was him. "Um…."

"That's not a descriptive word Ange. It's not a word at all!" Jess barked still annoyed.

"Err… he's thin." I could see the wheels in Angela's head turning as she tried to escape by being as vague as possible.

Go Ange! I thought happily.

"He's not good at any sports, he's really cute in a geeky way and he's never really noticed me."

Eric snorted. "What a loser! Angela baby forget the geeks and try out some manly men like me and Mike over here." He flexed his imaginary biceps for her.

Her eyes darted to me and we chuckled discretely.

"Mike truth or dare?" she asked quickly probably out of fear of laughing outright.

"Dare." he said it like it should be obvious.

"I dare you to drive to your house and tell your folks you knocked up Mrs. Cope." Mike turned an odd shade of green.

I swear it was for reasons like this that I loved Angela best from this lot. Jess might've been a bitch to her no more than two seconds ago but she was still willing to get revenge on behalf of all of us from the idiot who started this game. Mike!

"You can't be serious?" he barked clearly outraged by most of his friends rolling on the floor laughing our asses off.

"What's wrong Mike? Scared?" I asked considering I was the only one besides Mike that was still in a sitting position.

"No." he said in irritation. "Come on." He grabbed his keys and raced to his car with all of us scurrying to follow. Part of me knew he was racing because he wanted to get this over and done with as soon as possible.

Mike has always been a lucky bastard and things were no different today. His parents weren't there when we got to his house so he put up a note on the fridge and made a point of writing down that Mrs. Cope is pushing 75 and has thus far surpassed the age of menstruation and menopause alike. So safe to say they're going to know he's not serious.

"Truth or dare Isabella?" Mike turned to me clearly annoyed by my provocation earlier. "And let me remind you in the past you've picked 'Truth' every game. I'm hoping this isn't a stellar tradition?" he mocked baiting me into a dare.

I had given him a hard time about being scared, I couldn't become a hypocrite. "Dare." I said quietly knowing that I was going to regret this.

"Good, come on people let's go." He hopped back into the car and started her up. We all piled in and soon he was driving out of Forks.

"What about Bella's dare?" Eric asked after a while and I swear I wanted to throw him out the window.

"We're supposed to be spending the day in Port Angeles, so she'll get her dare in Port Angeles." Mike said smugly as I cringed.

Nope this would not be good at all.

Once we got to Port Angeles Mike parked outside the ice-cream store that they usually stop at. We all jumped out and stood patiently while Mike thought about what to dare me. A light bulb must've gone off in his head because he turned to me with a devious smile. "Bella, I dare you dine and dash."

I let out a breath that I didn't know I'd been holding. I had honestly been expecting something horrid but compared to Jess's dare this was mellow. I could dine and dash an ice-cream parlor no sweat! "Seriously Mike? That it? Okay I can do that." My relief seemed to foil his plans however.

"Not the parlor. It has to be a restaurant." He amended quickly not liking that I appeared to be getting off the hook.

"What?" I yelled in shock.

"What's wrong Bella? Scared?" he threw my words back at me in an annoying mocking voice.

"No!" I barked out defensively even though my nerves were now shot to hell.

"Good so can we get this show on the road. Any one sees a place she can hit?" he asked as we scanned the area for any signs of a restaurant.

"We'll all go." Angela inserted supportively. I was thrilled at the prospect of having them with me as moral support.

Technically I have nothing to worry about. I've played truth or dare with the gang in La Push so many times I've lost count. But with them it's different. I can go into a dare regardless of how ridiculous because the Wolf guys never let me get hurt. They've dared me far dumber things and if I ended up in over my head they used their 'persuasive' skills to get me out of it. Come to think of it, I did have nothing to worry about because no one could hurt me, the Grey Wolves would be able to get any ordinary man of the street to lay off. With that thought I felt a bit better.

"Hey there's a restaurant down the street?" Jess's unsure voice brought me out my thoughts.

"Okay let's go." I said determinedly. May as well get this over with.

Sure enough as we rounded the corner of the street there was a restaurant called Nelle Ombre. It was a flashy little place but I tried not to digest too much of the appearance lest I psyche myself out.

"Why haven't we been here before?" Angela asked slightly above a whisper.

"I have no idea? This place is insane." Jess gushed looking at the polished black tables that had actual fish circling the ring of clear glass at the center, which had red lights shining through creating a glow as you ate. Trendy current music was playing and the tempo was just right for the feel of the place, not too fast and not too slow.

"Guys let's try not to freak out Bella shall we?" Eric advised the others when he took note of my face.

"Oh sorry Bella." Angela apologized.

"Yeah this place totally sucks." Jess added immediately. Plastic grins worked their way onto the girls' faces as a waiter came up to us. "Hi, welcome to Nelle Ombre. Table for 5?"

"Yes please." I answered with as much poise as possible considering there where at least four hundred butterflies in my stomach. He began walking to the back of the restaurant and without thinking I hurriedly asked if we could be seated closer to the door. The guy gave me a strange look but seemed to have bought my excuse about suffering from claustrophobia. The only problem was he went on to explain in great detail that his mum suffered with it too and we had to wait patiently for about three minutes before he actually took my order, which by the way had to be the most expensive pasta dish they serve by order of one Michael Newton.

"That boy has serious momma issues…" Angela whispers to me incredulously as I take note of something I may have missed before….

We're seated across from a cop!

I can't imagine how this day could get any worse… I wryly pick at the pasta the waiter places in front of me while the others look on making sure I dine before I dash.

I chew on some of the creamy mushroom and penne until I notice our waiter go round to the back to check on another customer. Apparently I'm not the only one who's noticed. Ange kicks me under the table forcing me to look at her. I clear my throat and stand up, a small indicator to the others, that I'm about to make a break for it. With small jittery steps I make my way to the exit, followed sluggishly by the others who rise one by one from the table so as to appear casual.

"Hey!"

I should know better than to expect a cop to fall for casual! The second the waiter calls out after us the cop it out his seat!

"RUN!" Mike yells and we simultaneously pick up the pace.

Everyone scatters as we run! The cop makes a mad dash for us and my heart's pounding in my ears! I miss the Wolves so much right now. This is why I never go out with anyone from school, we're not really friends are we? They're all running for themselves. None of them spare a glance for the others, they just run… every man for themselves not like with the Wolves where it's protect the family!

The last thing I notice is Angela running wildly across the street and someone's following high on her tail. Everything starts to blur after that, I'm not watching where I'm running all I know is that I have to get as far away from the cop and restaurant as possible. I'm not sure where these guys appear from but they must've been alerted by the ruckus behind us because soon they're right behind me then some get past me and they're racing like you wouldn't believe. There is no possible way for anyone to outrun them! They're well built, in colors, and young but defiantly older than me, and they're so agile that even though they were at first all casually having a conversation, the second we raced past them they took off right after us and literally caught up in a matter of seconds!

My breaths are beginning to come out in pants and my calf muscles are on fire but I try to run faster. Someone grabs hold of my arms and pulls me back with such a force that I crash into him. Flung into my captor's chest he holds me in a cage consisting of only his lean muscular arms. He's far taller than me and as much as I try to break free of his hold it's useless. "Quit moving little girl." He growls and I feel like pointing out he can't be much older than me but wisely shut my mouth considering he's positively terrifying and I haven't even seen him yet!

Someone approaches from behind us and an olive skinned guy with dreads stops mid-run to address him. The other males continue their pursuit of Mike and the rest. His grey eyes dart towards me as if giving count before he turns to leave. "Don't worry we'll get the others Edward."

It can't be?

Yes it can!

The guy holding me in an unbreakable grip turns me towards 'Edward' and I refuse to look at him out of fear of seeing who I think this Edward might be! But I am now however able to see the guy who's got a vice grip on me… IT'S JAMES! He smirks at me and with horror clearly spelt on my face I start up my bid to break free.

"I'm so sorry boss I tried to stop them." My head snaps to the out of breath waiter who has finally managed to catch up to us and I make the mistake of following his line of sight and then… I die.

OH! MY! FUCKING! GOD! As feared, Edward Cullen is standing there wearing a devilish smirk and yes, HE'S BOSS!

NOW, I think I'm seconds away from blacking out!

I gawk at him in shock. Edward's dressed similarly to how he was yesterday only today he's got his hoodie sleeves roughly pulled up to his elbows showing off his lean muscled arms as he stuffs his hands into the front pockets of his dark jeans and stalks casually towards us but his eyes pierce and burn through me like I'm a lamb and he's the lion. His presence is dark, calculating and commanding as usual and only his eyes have a roguish glint in them. Completely ignoring his employee he instead directs his attention to his olive skinned gang member. "Let them go Laurent, I'm really not fucking interested in them." He dismisses almost as if the other kids that were with me bore him like nothing on this planet. His dark eyes scan me starting from my toes, practically drinking up my body until he finally comes to a stop at my eyes as he completes his sentence. "I'm interested in her." He states in no uncertain terms. Grinning cockily, lust, possession and amusement dance in his eyes as he steps closer. "I offer you dinner and you say no but you have no qualms with stealing lunch from me." He says thoughtfully but you can catch his true humor and triumph in the dark forest green of his eyes. "What ever shall we do with you Bella?" He tsked at me condescendingly. His voice was a steady amused whisper but he was definitely serious… Oh lord was he serious!...

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