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Open Mic Night By Skeezon

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I stood in the brightly lit generic bathroom adjusting the hem of my dress. I don't

know why I let Alice talk me into wearing this. It was a pin-up girl type piece we

had found in a vintage shop and it happened to fit me like a glove. Alice

demanded we complete the look, so I wore thigh high stockings with the seam up

the back attached to a new garter belt. I've never been one to try and be sexy or

wear provocative clothing, but Alice had insisted that this was an opportunity for

the "New Bella" to emerge.

I wasn't aware that there was going to be a "New Bella", but she was insistent on

it. After being in a mentally abusive relationship for 4 long years, she said that I

needed to reinvent myself. So we spent hours at Alice's salon, putting red and

light brown highlights in my otherwise plain, dark brown hair. It was cut in long

layers with a sideswept bang. After a week, I had really grown to love it and

definitely felt like a new woman.

Alice Brandon was my best friend. She had been my partner in crime since

moving to my home town in 2nd grade. Jasper was the second half of her two

piece combo. Jasper Whitlock was her destiny, she said she just knew there was

no one else out there for her. I had been hearing that since he arrived at our

junior high at the age of 13. I believed it wholeheartedly.

I thought Jacob Black was my destiny, too. I met him my senior year of high

school while visiting the beach down in La Push. Our relationship had been great

at first. He treated me like a Princess. It turned into a possessive, abusive

relationship that I was unable to escape from for almost 3 years. Alice and our

third bestie, Rosalie, eventually saved me from Jacob Black and I would forever

be indebted to them for that.

After a couple of months of recovering from my breakup, Alice put in motion a

plan to help me move on. Besides the makeover at the salon, she had enlisted all

of my friends to keep me occupied with shopping for new clothes and shoes,

going for drinks, singing karaoke, art gallery openings, dinner parties and much,

much more. Needless to say, I was exhausted from keeping up with all the

activity, but found it nice to keep my mind free of Jacob Black.

So here I am, at yet another group outing, wearing this dress that Alice called

"sex on a hanger", my new bra and panty set from Victoria's Secret and some 4-

inch heels that would surely be the death of me. I leaned into the mirror and

applied my Sephora Sugar Cookie lip gloss, and inwardly groaned. Four months

ago I would never know or care what kind of lip gloss I was applying. Damn Alice

and her name brand snobbery.

Two girls entered the bathroom giggling and about three drinks past cute drunk.

"Oh my god! He is so fucking hot," the frizzy-haired girl gushed.

"I know. I want to lick his skin off," the red head huffed.

"Victoria, I saw him first. Besides he was totally checking out my tits." I smirked

as the frizz girl staked her claim to some manmeat territory.

"Whatever, Jess. I saw him here last week, so I saw him first. And of course he

was checking out your tits. With that shirt on, you could see them from outer

space!" Looked like red wasn't going to give up that easily.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I say we seduce him after the show and share him." Jess

puckered her lips and blew herself a kiss in the mirror.

"Mmmmm, that sounds like a plan."

I giggled at them, adjusted the small flower barrette in my hair and decided to

head back out there before someone came looking for me.

As I reentered the bar, I noticed that the stage was empty except for a lone stool

and microphone. I guessed they were taking a break from the Open Mic Night

thing for a bit. The house music was bumping and a few people had gathered on

the dance floor. I searched desperately for my peeps.

I saw Jasper's tall, blonde head above everyone else on the other side of the

dance floor near the bar. As I moved to step onto the dance floor platform, I

tripped and went hurling into some poor unsuspecting guy with his back to me.

Thankfully, he stopped me from hitting the floor and didn't fall over himself.

As I righted myself, I kept my eyes to the floor while apologizing profusely.

"I'm so sorry. I'm such a klutz."

"You made me spill my drink," he replied with a smirk.

I looked up at him to find a generically cute, blonde guy with spiky hair and blue

eyes. I patiently waited while he started at feet and swept up my body with his

eyes, lingering on my tits and finally meeting my glare.

"I'm really sorry, I'll buy you a new one."

I walked towards the bar knowing that Blue-Eyed-Tit-Ogler-Mouth-Breather

would follow. By the time I reached the bar, Jasper had disappeared and I still

didn't see anyone else from our group.

The bartender made eye contact, "What can I get you?"

I turned to Tit Ogler with a raised eyebrow.

"Vodka and cranberry juice," he answered the bartender directly. What a chick

drink.

The bartender looked back to me. I nodded and added, "And a Sailor Jerry and

Diet Coke for me. Make it a double please."

When she returned with our drinks Tit Ogler decided to speak.

"Thanks so much..." he paused, suggesting that I give him my name.

"Bella."

"Thanks Bella." He took a sip of his pink drink and spoke again, "I'm Mike, by the

way."

"Well, you are very welcome Mike. Again, sorry for practically knocking you over."

I turned and leaned my back against the bar, scanning the room and dance floor

for my friends. Still nothing.

Suddenly, Mike was directly in front of me. He placed a hand on the bar on each

side of me, trapping me. He leaned in pressing his body to mine and obviously

did not notice my eyes frantically searching for someone, anyone to save me.

"You are very beautiful, Bella. That dress is...just...wow." I gave him a half smile

and leaned hard against his right arm trying to move it, but it didn't budge.

He leaned into me further and put his lips to my ear.

"I want to rip that dress off and fuck you while those heels dig into my back."

I'm pretty sure I gasped so loud that I sucked up all the available oxygen in the

room. I put both of my hands on his chest and pushed hard. Thankfully, he had

been drinking a while and lost his balance. He slouched back just enough for me

to grab my clutch and duck under his arm.

I immediately started searching through my bag and found my phone. I was

almost running to the front door and was about to hit send to call Alice when I

felt a firm hand grab my elbow and swing me around. It was Mike. He pushed me

against the wall, making me drop my phone and purse.

I closed my eyes and waited for what I knew was coming. I smelled the vodka

and fruit drink on his breath as he breathed excitedly in my face.

"Where are you running to Bella? Didn't you hear me?" I whimpered quietly. "I.

Want. To. Fuck. You. Now."

With that, he leaned in and crashed his lips to mine, trying to force his tongue

between my tight pressed lips. I wanted to scream, but I wouldn't risk opening

my mouth. I suddenly wished I'd taken those self-defense classes with Rosalie.

Desperate, I tried to summon the courage to dig my peep-toed high heel into his

fucking eyeball.

And then he was gone. I heard a crash and opened my eyes to see him lying on

the ground holding the side of his head.

"What the fuck?" he screamed and jumped up.

It was then that I noticed my rescuer. I had assumed it had to be Jasper or

Emmett, but it wasn't. This angel, I didn't know.

He was tall with pale skin and a head of bronze sex hair. He wore black Converse

sneakers that were so worn in they had holes in them. His faded and ripped jeans

were slung low on his hips and a simple, black Van Morrison shirt hugged his

body. One arm was completely covered in tattoos while you could only see the

very sliver on one peeking out from the sleeve on his left arm. His muscled arms

flexed, daring Mike to approach me again. He stood rubbing his fist and glaring at

Mike.

"Leave. Now." His voice was smooth and instantly made me feel safe. I released

the breath I'd been holding.

It looked like Mike was going to stay and fight for a second, but my rescuer

leaned forward a bit and Mike turned, tripping out of the door onto the sidewalk.

He turned to face me and that's when I finally saw him in all his glory. The lights

from the stage lit the side of his face, making his green eyes practically sparkle at

me. He dropped his head and shoved his hands into his pockets, pushing those

sexy jeans even further down his body.

"Are you okay?" he asked looking up at me through his thick, dark lashes.

"Yes. Thank you so much. I thought he was going to club me over the head and

drag me to his car before anyone even noticed."

"I noticed."

I was distracted by the music stopping and I vaguely heard them call the next

performer to the stage. When I looked back to where he was standing, he was

gone.

That's it? "I noticed?" It seemed like it was painful for him to talk to me. He

barely made eye contact. Maybe he was shy. Maybe he was embarrassed to

admit he noticed me? Maybe he was the most beautiful creature I'd ever laid eyes

on.

I picked up my phone and my clutch, shaking my head like I had just woken up

from a dream. Or nightmare. Or dream. I dialed Alice, grateful that she picked up

on the first ring.

"Bella! Where are you?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing!" I shouted.

"We were out on the patio smoking. Now, we're up front by the stage. Come on,

the show's about to restart."

I closed my phone, shoved it back in my bag and made my way to the stage

area. I immediately saw my friends sitting there, saving a chair for me. Emmett

and Rose sat holding hands and having eye sex with each other. Alice was in

Jasper's lap, giggling and placing sweet kisses all over his face. Angela sat sipping

her drink and talking to Ben. They weren't officially a couple, but I was sure that

would change after tonight. The way Ben looked at her could not be mistaken for

anything but want.

I fought my way and squeezed through the crowd and chairs and tables to get to

my friends. I got greetings from everyone and an immediate raised eyebrow from

Jasper. He was very perceptive and knew something was wrong. I gave him a

quick smile and sat down, releasing a breath when he let it go.

It was then that I remembered my perfectly good drink sitting at the bar,

abandoned while escaping that asshat, Mike. Damn. I wasn't going to fight my

way back over there, I'd just wait for the waitress.

A tiny blonde girl appeared at the mic, hushed everyone and announced, "Please

welcome to the stage, the very talented, Edward Cullen."

"I heard this guy is really good. Ben said he's seen him a few times and he's

amazing," Angela whispered excitedly.

Out of nowhere, the waitress appeared in front of me, blocking the stage. She

placed her palms flat on our table leaning forward and wearing a sexy smile.

"Need a drink, hun?" she asked looking directly into my eyes. Was she flirting

with me? I heard the random strumming of a guitar behind her.

"Uh, yes please. Sailor Jerry and Diet Coke. A double." I answered. No one else

ordered anything.

"You got it, hun." She winked at me and took off for the bar.

Alice and Jasper both gave me curious looks and I just shrugged. Directly behind

them I noticed the two girls from the bathroom rush the stage giggling and

smiling. They each scooted their chairs as close as possible to the stage and

adjusted their cleavage accordingly. Ohhhh. They must have been talking about

the performer when they were in the bathroom.

I rolled my eyes at them and immediately turned my gaze towards the stage.

That's when I heard his honeyed voice echo through the speakers.

"This is called, I'll Be Your Lover Too."

Gaping like a fool, I gasped when I realized that it was my rescuer. My knight in

shining armor. My sex-haired tattooed god.

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