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Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Summary:Bella Swan is a journalist major at Forks University. Edward Massen is a famous vampire model. BXE I suck at summaries. Cute, fluffy, funny.
"Stupid shiny volvo owner."
Stupid Shiny Volvo Owner
I stared at the door to his hotel room, a deep sense of regret washing over me. I didn't even want this stupid story, Jessica was suppose to get it, but no, not with my luck, Mr. Gollub thought it would be a "perfect learning experience" for me, which was code for he didn't want Jessica scaring him off. Which was ridiculous, he's a vampire for God's sakes, I doubt many things scares him.
I let my knuckles hover over the door for a couple of seconds, my heart in my ears, I wasn't very good at interviews, they were always so awkward and I made the interviewee feel uncomfortable. I was a terrible interviewer, but a great writer, or at least that's what my advisor told me, when he wasn't screaming at me, for sleeping at the computer. Insomnia and college, not a good combination.
I took a deep breath before pounding my fist on the door. I held my breath when I heard someone unlock the door. My heart was in my throat as the knob turned, I fought the urge to run. I had never felt so anxious in my life.
The door opened to reveal a really young (and hot) man. He was tall and snow white, his eyes a deep topaz, with deep purple rings under his eyes. The word 'vampire' screamed through my mind, followed by 'extremely hot vampire.' He smiled at me, his topaz eyes shining, I wasn't sure if it was out of curtissy or if he wanted to eat me.
"Hello, how many I help you?" His voice was velvet soft, I could feel my knees give out under me.
"Um...I have an interview with Edward...I'm with the Forks University." I reached into my purse to pull out my student press pass, I couldn't find it. I could feel the blush rush across my face, as I used both of my hands to go through my purse, my eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. "It's here, I promise." I looked up at him, afraid to look at his face. I went back and stuck my head in my purse, cursing to myself for not being more prepared.
"That's okay, we were expecting you." I looked up at the vampire and blushed harder. "He's right this way, Ms..." He let his voice trail off.
"Swan. Bella Swan." I felt like James Bond, not just Bond, James Bond. I bowed my head to hide my smile.
My mouth dropped when I finally got the courage to look at where he was staying. It was huge the main room was the size of my dorm house. My mouth dropped open as the words 'wow' screamed through my mind. No one was there, I felt a undertone of fear run through my body. I was alone in a hotel room with a vampire. I wasn't one of the brightest people in the world today, I knew I should have taken Mike Newton's offer on coming with me.
"So how are you liking Forks, Mr..." I let my voice trail, letting him answer. I knew he wasn't Edward Massen, I may not be obsessed with him as Jessica was, but I knew what he looked like, I did watch TV.
"James, just James." He told me sitting on a couch in front of the bed, he motioned for me to sit next to him.
I bit my lip my lip but obligated, I was feeling very stupid today. "So where's Edward?" I asked, sitting next as far away from him as I was able to. I could see his smile falter a bit, before he turned to me. I fought to not look at his topaz eyes, I read somewhere that humans shouldn't look into vampires eyes, of course Jessica swears up and down that it was just a rumor.
"Edward," he hissed. "Is out with his family, he will be back shortly, in the mean time would you like a glass of wine." He got up so suddenly that I felt my breath catch in my throat. This wasn't the first time I've been around vampires, we had a couple at my school, but I never got over how beautiful and graceful they really are.
James cleared his throat catching my attention. I looked up at him and blushed. "No. I don't drink."
He raised an eyebrow. "A college student that doesn't drink?" He made it a question.
I nodded. "I'm really clumsy sober and I figure that if I'm this clumsy sober, imagined what I would be if I was drunk." I bit my lip embarrassed. "And I'm too young, I'm only 19."
He smiled. "I won't tell anyone if you won't." He poured me poured a light brown liquid into a small glass filled with ice. It wasn't wine.
I shook my head when he offered it to me. "No thanks, it's really unprofessional for me to drink on the job." I said becoming slightly uncomfortable.
"C'mon, Bella, don't you have an adventurous side?" James continued to pressure me.
I shook my head stubbornly. "Thanks, but no thanks." I looked around and decided that it was time for me to go. "I think it's time for me to go home. Can you please tell Edward that I came by and that I'm sorry for missing him."
I got up from my seat when I felt a light wind brush beside me. "I don't think you're going anywhere." A cool voice whispered in my ear. I shivered and turned around to look at him.
"I know kung fu!" I lied. I took a couple of steps back, aware that I was getting close to the wall.
James seemed to catch the lie and laughed at me, his topaz eyes shining. "I'm sure you do."
"My dad is chief police officer in Forks!" This wasn't a lie, but my voice wasn't very convincing.
James' smile widened. "Really now?"
My back hit the wall, I turned to the wall and than back to James, he was standing in front of me, his smile wide. It was different the smile he gave to me when I first walked in, this time I was sure he wanted to eat me. He clamped his hand on my mouth so no one could hear my ear wrenching scream. His other hand wrapped around my waist and he leaned his lips to my ear. I fought against his grip, throwing my head to the side, my fist pounded on his chest. He pushed my head back into the wall hard, my vision blurred a little, and I had a huge headache.
"You want this just as much as I do." His words were ice against my skin. "I can smell the lust on you." His hand slipped down my waist. I tried to hold back tears, with little success. I'd never been touch by a man like this before and I sure as hell didn't want it to be like this. His hand squeezed my upper thigh, I could feel the tears fall out of my eyes.
"Please don't." I whispered into his hand. "Please." I repeated, hoping that my words would pull on his heart strings. He only laughed at me. I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over with.
And than he was gone, his hand cold hand was off my mouth, his fingers around my thigh disappeared. My eyes darted open as I saw another man hold James by the throat against the wall on the other side of me. I screamed in shock. The man holding James turned to me, his eyes black. He glared at me, I fell to the floor, my knees finally giving out. I closed my eyes and pulled my knees to my chest. I buried my head into my knees and put my hands over my ears. I had never been more scared in my life.
A loud thud, echoed through my ears, and I cringed. I could hear low whispers before a loud slam, someone had left. I burried my head deeper into my knees, knowing that James would come back for me, now the other man was gone. I could feel cold hands wrap around my wrist, I tried to pull away with no success.
"No! Please!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and I turned my head away.
"I'm not going to hurt you." The voice was warm, though his breath was cold. I opened an eye to see the guy from the magazines stare at me. He was more beautiful than I'd thought he'd be. I dropped my arms and pulled my knees to the side, my face slowly turned to him. He pulled his hands away from my wrists. I held back more tears that were threatening to crawl out of the corner of my eyes.
Edward's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at me. I wiped away my tears with my free hand and tried to get up. He pushed me gently back down. I stared at him, my eyes wide. I felt like a three year old. He stared at me with intense eyes, I blushed and turned away. I could feel the awkwardness of the situation sink in, though the fear was nowhere to be found.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, staring at the carpeted floor. I could see him stiffen in the corner of my eye. "He spilled alcohol on the hotel's carpet." I pointed behind him, noticing the small glass shattered with the ice cubes slowly melting in the carpet. "I know how expensive this room might be and that will only rack up the cost."
I looked up at him, he was staring at me shocked. I've never seen a vampire shock before, it was...amusing to say the least. He finally shook his head, mumbling a small "don't worry about it." He got to his feet and walked to other side of the room, he leaned his back against the corner.
I sat on the floor looking around the room, feeling a bit uncomfortable, I finally looked at him again, blushing. "Is there something I can help you with?" I asked, not really knowing what else to say and kind of hoping that I could go home soon.
He shrugged. "I'm waiting for you to go into shock."
"Oh." I said and tightened my mouth.
"Are you feeling nauseous?" He asked.
I shook my head.
I shook my head again.
"Can you tell me your name?"
"Bella." I said.
His eyebrows furrowed again.
"What?" I asked. Getting nervous again.
"You're not going into shock." He seemed genuinely surprised.
I shrugged. "I'm sorry?"
He frowned. "Aren't you scared?"
I shrugged again. "I was."
His frowned deepen and he shook his head. "C'mon, I'll give you a ride home." He started to walk out of the hotel room.
Even after all that happened to me just a few minutes ago, I followed him. Stupid Bella.
A/N: It scares me that it was so easy to write that it wasn't any good. I've read through it a couple of times and I like it but it's not something that I'm like, wow, I can't believe I just wrote that. Though I think it's funny that I added an "attempted rape" scene. It just kind of happened like that. I guess it's habit. But anyways, this is a start of a new story, if you like it, review! Reviews rock my green socks off! And if I get enough I just might continue. Also check out my other story Milk of Regret, expect an update tomorrow or Friday. :D This is humor, this probably the most dramatic it'll be. I promise.
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