Chapter 105

The Imp Has a Bad Case of Brain Farts

What the hell? Edward's mom looks like Carrot top and Medusa had a love child, orange and frizzy. The last time I saw her she was perfection personified. Now? Well, someone needs to shoot it because that shit is not right at all.


My eyes instantly flicker up to the small voice across from me. Alice. I swear, she must be having a serious case of brain farts if she even thinks that I'm going to talk to her.


I can't hear you. I don't want to hear you. I am temporarily deaf.

"I know you can hear me."

Someone please shoot my eardrums out.


Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Fricken' blah!


"What? What do you want, Alice?" The words fly out of my mouth like hot daggers. My voice is laced with hate and I don't really give a damn. There is nothing she could possibly have to say to me to make me want to listen. "Well?"

I watch as Alice bends her head forward in defeat, and as she raises it slowly back up a few small tears slide down her cheeks. And that's when it happens. My walls of BFF hate begin to crumble. Why? Because she looks like Daisy, all sad and pouty. And I love that little girl.

"I am so sorry, Bella. But you have no idea the whole story. None whatsoever."

A sound of disdain sounds from across the room, and I know it's Edward. I can only imagine what he has to say about his sniveling sister.

"Alright." Edward is in front of Alice and his mother in a hot second, with his dad hot on his heel. I can see the color crawl up his neck. He's pissed. "So tell me little sister, why in the fuck did you help that bitch ruin me?"

Oh shit!

They are all a bunch of crazy!

So anyone have a clue of what explanation Alice might give? Don't forget, she left Bella high and dry when they first went to Edward's ranch, and Edward thinks Alice had something to do with his ex screwing him over.

Until next time...