VOTP ch.4

I sat in the drivers seat, speechless. I fought back the tears that threatened to spill down my face. Bella turned in the passenger seat to hold my hands.

"Alli, you know she doesn't mean that," she whispered. She wiped away one tear that escaped. I sighed heavily

"She's right, Bells. Absolutely one hundred percent right. I've been chasing after Tyler so long now, I don't know a life outside of him," I said. "But one thing is for sure. I'm not going to let him string me along anymore. This is the final straw."

I pulled my phone and started a text to Tyler.

We're done.

"You're so strong, Alli. She may have meant it but I don't think she meant it to be as harsh as it came out. You know how she gets when she gets twat blocked." Bella was trying to make me feel better.

I laughed and said "Oh do I ever." My phone buzzed and I saw that Tyler had texted me back immediately.

What do u mean?

I was getting very agitated. Mostly because I was still starving. I traded places with Bella so I could give Tyler a piece of my mind and still be closer to filling my stomach with much needed nourishment.

Don't play stupid with me. I mean we're over. Done. Finished. No more. Through. Non-existent. Finito. You're dead to me Tyler. I refuse to be strung along anymore. Tell your fiancéwhat you've done or I will hand deliver the pictures we took together. Which, by the way, are accurately time stamped.

I hit send and shut my phone off. I felt very accomplished, and still VERY hungry. I smiled as leaned over and kissed Bella on the cheek.

"What's that for?" She raised and eyebrow at me.

"I just told Tyler that I wouldn't be coming around anymore. And I told him if he didn't tell his fiancé what we've been doing, I would hand deliver time stamped pictures of us." I smirked at the last part.

"Alice, do you even HAVE time stamped pictures?" She narrowed her eyes at me with a smile on her face.

"Well no...but HE doesn't have to know that," I winked at her.

We both laughed as Bella pulled into the Taco Bell parking lot. My stomach growled in approval as we got out and walked to the door. James was on the other side and opened it for us. He flashed an award winning smile and it would have melted me if I didn't have that weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. I smiled as big as I could muster without letting on my gut feeling and walked inside.

Bella touched my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "I'll order your food, you go make up with Rosalie. She may act tough but you know she feels like shit for going off on you like that." She smiled at me, turned me around smacked my ass to move me along.

As I was walking to the table Rosalie and the boys had occupied, I felt James' hand on my back as he said "girl on girl, huh? I can be into that if you can promise one on one later." I turned to look at him and he cocked his head to the side, licked his lips and looked me up and down.

I narrowed my eyes at him and said "she's my best friend. Not my lesbian lover. Get THAT thought out of your head right now."

As I turned to keep walking he said "fiesty...I like that in a woman. What's gotten into you, Alli? You were just fine with talk of one on one earlier." He managed to get an ass grab in before he sat down at the table.

I remained standing and decided to let his last comment go by unnoticed.

"Rosalie, can you come here for a second? I wanna talk to you." I faked a smile and she somehow bought it.

As she started to scoot her chair back, Emmet grabbed her hand and said "Rosey, baby, anything she needs to say she can say in front of everyone, right? We're not strangers here." He shot me a glare before turning back to her and smiling.

I pleaded to Rosalie with my eyes. "Well, I just needed to ask her a personal question. Period stuff, if you know what I mean." I gave my best innocent grin, hoping talk of menstruation would make Emmet back off. I didn't quite like the fact that he'd only known us a few hours and he already felt like he had claim on Rosalie. These guys were getting weirder by the second and the weight in my stomach was getting heavier. I was becoming more sure it wasn't just my hunger anymore.

Emmet seemed to be grossed out as I planned and let go of Rosalie. She got out of her chair and walked around the table. She grabbed my hand, gave it a squeeze and led me towards the door. I couldn't help but notice the whispered "damn" James muttered before we made it out the door. It made me shutter.

Before I could even get a word out, Rosalie grabbed me and pulled me to her. She squeezed me as hard as she could and although she wasn't a big girl, she sure did have quite the grip.

"Ally, baby, I love you so much," she began. "I'm so sorry for being a bitch back there. You have to know I didn't mean all that ugly stuff I said. I was just...ugh. Frustrated. I've so much to live up to back home and I'm ready to let go of all my responsibilities for one night and just...just BE! Nobody telling me 'Rosalie, sit up straight' or 'Rosalie, don't wad your hair up like that' or 'Rosalie, don't you WANT to be valedvictorian' or 'Rosalie, why can't you be more like your sister'. I'm sick of it! One night, Ally. One. Then I swear to howdy I'll go back to being Miss Perfect for the rest of my God-forsaken life."

I knew she had trouble back at home and I didn't know what to say to her. Between her Desperate Housewives wanna be mother, surgeon father and sister who had a stick the size of the Washington monument shoved up ass, I knew there was alot of weight on her shoulders. I instantly felt bad for trying to take a night of fun away from her, but I couldn't shake the dread I was feeling.

"Rose, I know you have it hard. Your mother is a nut case, your dad is never there and your sister needs to have your dad surgically remove the stick from her ass. I never meant to rain on your parade, nor did I mean to block your twat." I couldn't help but laugh at my own comment, and neither could she. "I just have this feeling that something isn't right. Maybe it's just me, but James is just...WEIRD. He was fine earlier, but I don't know what happened to him after we left. He seems a little too excited to get us to that party. And I don't think I like Emmet treating you like your a dog on a leash. I'm just trying to look out for all of us. I'm going to give in and agree to still go to the party because I know if I don't, you're going to go with our without me or Bella. Just...please be careful. I understand your excited to get your orgasm on but don't let your sexual frustration blind you from everything else going on. And if you must know, I texted Tyler and told him I'm done." I let out a long breath and smiled.

Rosalie pulled me back into a hug and danced around. "Thank you Ally! Thank you, thank you, thank you! God, you're the best. I promise you won't regret this!" She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and pranced back inside as I followed her.

Something about the look on James' face made me hope Rosalie could keep her promise.