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[bella swann]

CRISTABELLA SWANN.

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NAME’ Cristabella Ebony Swann
AGE’ Twenty
GRADE’ Sophomore
MAJOR’ Dance
MINOR’ English
GENDER’ Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION’ Straight

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OVERALL APPEARANCE’
Take a walk with me through the darkness of Bella. No, she's not that evil...notice I said, that. Then again, why would a little white lie hurt you? Oh right, i forgot, we are talking about Bella. Surprisingly, Bella is quite fit for a woman her size. Standing at five foot six, Bella is a little fighter. She's quite fit, as in meaning, she has muscles unlike some of these anorexia nervosa girls walking around in the mini skirts made of snake skin. Sure she may not have a six pack but who would want to be that muscular? She still had to be a woman. See, unlike the bulimia girls in town, she eats and prefers not to vomit it up and have the acid rip apart her throat. She especially likes her gummy bears. Especially the red ones. Her favorites.So wonderful, i know. Anyways. Bella has very gine dark hair. She often dyes it between blond and brunette with blond highlights, and of course a dark raven black, but only so rare with the black. Only when she feels the need to be special. She has a heart shaped structure of a face. Go Bella! Most guys seem to look past her brains and look straight to her ass or chest. Yea she has some curves, so what? That makes her prettier. Her ivory skins fit well with her. In a way. I don't know anymore. She has dark hazel eyes that glisten. Too much detail? I think so too. So anyways, she has full lips that go pop!, haha i love it. For some reason, her cheeks are always lightly powdered pink, which means in winter time when she is out too long, they get really pink. Like...baby bottom pink. Speaking of baby bottom, her skin feels just like a baby's bottom. So much detail you need to know. You love it. You know you do.

Now, we are going to sink our teeth a little deeper into her face. Have you ever heard of red tints? How when someone sits in the sunlight their hair turns a pretty copper red? Well. I have that. Haha, thought I'd brag. Oh, sorry, we are talking about Bella. Well, Bella happens to have that as well. Her hair is finely toned, therefore making it a little dark than a bright copper red. The highlights don't even seem to exist. That's how pretty it is. She has long legs. Almost like spider legs. But at least she's not a freak show. She's also got a very long neck. A slender long neck. You could paint polka dots on that neck and tada! you have your very own personal bitchy giraffe. I'm serious. Most think its quite elegant. She thinks its freakish. Now that we slither down her stomach, we will head to her belly button. A pretty little red ring is hooked into the belly button. Just like the ball that is pierced through her tongue. I forgot to put all the piercings she as. Her nose for example also has a little red ruby stub. Her upper ear lobe has man dark sterling silver rings with little points. Well, those are her favorite at least. Oh I seemed to forget to tell you the ink that is installed into her lower back. The black and white butterfly, lying crippled on its side in the sunlight, it's wings tattered and torn. How she made it through the pain, little thing i like to call "special" brownies.

Now that Bella is almost completely understood. Its time to understanding her clothing personality. She's, in a way, stuck in the 90's. That means, Kurt Cobain plastered on her wall. And her clothes. And purse. And dog collar...okay, Kurt Cobain was her true true true soul mate. Her dead true true true soul mate. See, when Bella dies, she and Kurt will meet up and haunt everyone else. Like Courtney Love. Although, I think Kurt already does that since she always seems to be talking to herself....Coughcough. Anyways. Bella wears somewhat rocker punker stuff herself. Occasionally hippie things. She does have a favorite short rusty orange dress with the earings, boots, and cool Chuck Norris shades she wears during the summer. Oh, so sexy I know. Moving on now.
PORTRAYED BY’ Kelly Clarkson

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LIKES’
Her Ipod
Bill Whithers
Ballet
Music
Art
Punks
Piercings
Midnight
Her Iphone
Snow
Moons
Pink
Maroon
Black
Purple
Dogs
Mozart
Crayons
Stars
Cigarettes(too bad she's quitting)
Wine
Ice
Roller Skating
Levi
Hockey
Black Roses
Crimson Roses
Narcissus Flowers
Greek Myths
Toe Socks
Cookies
Gummy Bears
Hamsters
Nightmare Before Christmas
Halloween
Christmas
Brokeback Mountain
Chicago Bears
New England Patriots
Chicago Cubs
Boston Red Sox
Lakers
PeeWee Herman
Elmo
The Grinch
Ernie
Grover
Oscar the Grouch
Sesame Street
Care Bears
sailor Moon
Popeye
Old School Scooby Doo
Ronald McDonald
Elton John
Her Music
Her Guitar
DISLIKES’
Hamsters
Clowns
Granny Panties
Cowboy Boots on Guys
White Sox
Colts
Steelers
Indian Red Skins
Los Angeles
Sun
Mornings
Heat
Granny Pajamas
Mini Skirts
Horny Guys
Michael Jackson
Perez
Paris Hilton
Brittany Spears
Strippers
Fourth July
Thanksgiving
Easter
Alcohol
Drugs
Molesters
War
Levi
HOBBIES’
Ballet, and art
SECRETS’
++Choreplay Bella is in love with guys that will do chores in front of her. Yes, she likes choreplay. When guys will wash dishes without being asked, it majorly turns Bella on. She'll bit the back of her cheek or bit the corner of her lip from saying something that could get her in trouble. An example of her thoughts would be like, say you are dusting a room. Her thoughts on you dusting would be like, "Oh baby. Dust that tv. That's right. Make it nice and clean, i wanna see it shine. Oh yes, mamma likes it like that." Not exactly, but...similar.
++Smoking Even though she's long quit, Bella has this secret lust for more blackness in her lungs, heart, and soul. Cigarettes sooth her mind and make her feel good. Don't ask, she's weird or just like every smoker out there. She craves them so much but knows she can't pick up one otherwise her family and friends are going to knock her head off.
++Rubber Ducks If you know Bella, then you know she has her obsessions. Gummi bears for instance, good God. Check the cupboards to see if you find her stash. Now, but a obsession Bella has is collecting rubber ducks. Indeed, check the closet in the bathroom, check behind the towels and you will find her whole collection of the rubber ducks. Don't ask. It's complicated.
++Music World Bella's world revolves around the sound floating in the air behind her and in front of her. Her ipod right now holds 737 songs on it. Indeed. She goes no where without it. She often hides it in her back pocket. Bella has this giant stereo headphones that you'll see her with often. She hates collecting CDs. Why when you can just download the music onto your ipod? Its much simpler. Everything to her is like music. Seriously. Too bad she only knows how to play guitar and has to real desire to be in a band.
++Guitars Ah, this is something Bella likes to hide from everyone. Very few people know she can play guitar. She learned when she was twelve and has been playing ever since. Her eldest brother, Rupert taught her everything he knew. Considering he is a musician, that seems to be quite a lot. Bella will blow your mind with her playing. On her walls in her room at her apartment hangs a black electric guitar, next to it, normally in the window chair is her acoustic guitar. Its quite sad really.
PERSONALITY’
++Rebel; Born as a rebel and will die as a rebel. Bella has always done the opposite of what she's told. In a way she's very disrespectful towards everyone. She defies the laws in which she is "suppose" to obey. Tell her to wear one thing, she wears the opposite. Tell her to do something, she does the other option. She's never been able to take the truth lightly, especially since she thinks she stands out from everyone else. In a way, she feels if she looks odd, people will be afraid to interact with her, leaving her be and heart untouched by betray.

++Creative; Artistic blood pumps through Ms. Bella's veins. All on her mother side of the family were artists. Her mother prefers oil paints to acrylic while Bella loves to sketch. Give her a piece of paper and a pencil and before you know it, you have an exact copy of Elton John in front of you. Well, besides being a master at drawing she takes a taste in the literature world as well. Admiring Kurt Cobain's work is on of her strong passions, therefore she has taken a path of being a lyricist for any band that would want to play her words of life. She'll randomly jot down thoughts that turn into whole songs. Her family is surprised she didn't enter the music world. Photos are one of her stronger passions though. To freeze a moment for all of eternity seems like a job for Bella. To let the world know she's left her mark and it isn't going anywhere. She seems to always have a camera with her no matter where she goes. So watch your back, she may catch you in a passionate moment you didn't even know about.

++Passionate; A romantic side is hidden deep within the chamber heart of Bella. This side is rarely seen by human kind. Because Bella is so afraid of her heart getting broken, she loves to hide it from people. No one has really seen the true loving side of Bella Swann. But if you did, you would see the sweet girl that would lie in bed with her hubby all day, just talking and sleeping so she could feel safe in his arms. Her heart has been broken so many times in so many ways though, you'd have to stitch an unbreakable patch on her heart for her to be able to actually show you her loving side.

++Independent; In a way, Bella considers herself a loner, withdrawn from the world and society. Although, she does love to socialize and a lot of the time feels the need to be with someone as if she were afraid a made murder were going to leap out at any second and attack her with a knife and bat in hand, taking her precious too young to loose life. She's basically grown up by herself though. Her mother was always away at work so Bella fended for herself until she moved to her father's house when she was sixteen. Now that her mother's remarried, she no longer fears suicide attempt from her.

++Hot Head; It doesn't take a lot to get Bella pissed off and angered. Raised in the ways of violence, anger and yelling and arguing seem to be the only solution when she has no where to run and hide. Some times even a hockey stick might come in handy to her, since she always fights dirty. That's one thing about Bella. When she's challenged to a fight, she won't back down instead she'll put her fists up and start throwing punches.

++Intellectual; Unlike most people, Bella puts her mind to good use and doesn't let it go to mushy mushy mush. She writes. As I have said before, she writes a lot of lyrics and prefers to jot down ideas for stories. In school she does wonderful. Although, science is a failing point for her she does much better in English/Literature and math. Her strong points in school effect her life.

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PARENTS’
Henry Scott Swann//46//Father//Big Time Divorce Lawyer
Leah Gwen Mills//43//Mother//Stay At Home Mom
SIBLINGS’
Rupert William Swann//Half-Brother//26//Musician//Artist
Dustin Marcus Swann//Half-Brother//22//Student
Holden Joshua Swann//Brother//18//Student
EXTENDED FAMILY’
Fredrick Felix Anthony Mills Jr.//Step-father//45//Heart surgeon
Matthew Kyle Mills//14//Step-brother//brat//student
PETS’
Sherlock//Dog//9 _1/2 months
Boomer//Tabby Kitten// 4 months
HISTORY’
Let's think back to twenty years ago. Twenty years ago on the night of November fourteenth. Yes. The fourteenth that is correct. A miracle happened that day. Or what the nurses at the local Newfoundland hospital called babies. Except, they didn't call that baby a miracle until after it was out of the bathroom in which it had been born in a bathtub. Yes indeed. Leah Swann was nine months pregnant and about to burst when her water broke. Her husband, Henry Swann was away tending to business. Nearly being married for five years now, Leah had asked for a baby and that's what she got. Thanks to the snow storm going on outside, the phone lines were down, therefore she had no way to calling an ambulance to take her to the hospital, nor was she able to call her husband to let him know that the baby was coming. Thinking quickly, she retreated to the bathroom a bag of chopped up leaves in her hand. Quickly thinking, she scattered the chopped leaves into a bowl and finding a lighter she lit the leaves. The aroma getting to her, she laid down into the tub. After hours alone in pain and the scent slowly fading from the room, but remaining in her system, Leah Swann gave birth to her first child. Cristabella Ebony Swann. Her husband came home only minutes after Leah had birthed the child herself and rushed his wife and newborn baby to the hospital. Within a week, they had returned home to start a happy new life.

Everything is fine and dandy growing up. Especially when you are a two year old only child, well not exactly only anymore. Devastated, Mr.Swann found out that his wife was indeed pregnant again. This time with a baby boy. The child was born in August and they named him Holden Joshua Swann. If only Leah knew about her husbands little trips for "work". Sadly, she would find out later. Bella loved being a big sister even though she never completely understood why Holden was so much smaller then she was. She loved Holden though, with all her heart. Like a older sister should. Rounding the age of five, Bella was into all kinds of trouble and more then happy. But her parents were too happy. One night, they got into a big fight. Bella hardly remembers it. All she can remember is scattered sayings of her father's other children. Meaning Leah found out that he had been cheating on her the whole time they had been together. From when they were just starting to date, Henry had a son named Rupert from a French maid that used to clean his father's house. Then during their third year of marriage having yet another son, Dustin. Then he finally decided staying faithful might be the best idea. Well, Leah never forgave and forgot easily. She took the children and left. It was a nasty war, the divorce indeed was. Henry fought for custody of his children but only managed to get Holden. Apparently he was unfit to raise a daughter. Now he had two boys on his hands. Dustin's mother had past away in a recent car crash so he had Holden and Dustin to take care of. Leah was glad the marriage was over. As quick as he could, Henry left Newfoundland for the west, the far west. Starting his new life with the boys in British Columbia.

Being raised by her mother was a little rough for Bella dear. The fact that her mother brought home guys nearly every night, hoping it was the "one" and then only to be left in the bed naked alone the next morning. Living with Ms.Dreamy Leah was a eye opener for young Bella. At the age of seven she had learned what medicines her mother mixed with alcohol and the routine when she was passing out in the hallway. Bathroom, toilet, towel, toilet, bedroom, bed. Simple as that. By eight she had to be the best bartender a mother could ever be proud of. That came in later in her life but let's not skip chapters shall we? It ruins the story. One day, while little miss nine year old was home on a snow day, the phone rang. Fredrick was sliding into the picture by now, dating Leah every other night. Giving her flowers and chocolates, stuffed monkeys. Everything to make Leah's heart flutter. Anyways, back to the magical phone ringing. Leah picked up only to hear the voice of her ex-husband. Apparently, Henry had moved to Toronto. Starting a new life over again. He had been laid off in British Columbia and started to go back to school, he had just graduated from law school and wanted to know how his little girl was. Over joyed, Bella told her father about everything he had missed and when he came to see Bella they would have to go see the PeeWee Herman movie together, her, her father, and Holden would all see it. Bella neglected to leave out Dustin, her father added that in, as well as a new name. Rupert. There she learned the whereabouts of her newest brother. Her eldest. A good six years older then she as well. This made Bella's heart flutter with joy and she longed to see her father again. Little did she know, she'd have to wait before she would see her brothers and father.

It was late spring when Leah said her I Dos' to Fredrick Mills, bounding them legally in marriage. Bella wasn't just yet ten years old but was over joyful and happy as ever with her mother and new step-father. Although she loved her new father, she disliked her latest younger sibling. If you could even call him a sibling. Yes, with Fredrick was brought a little brat. Matthew Kyle Mills. Eyck. The name leaves a bitter taste on Bella's tongue. The little brat. Even at the age of three, Bella despised Matthew. He stole everything. Not to mention hid her favorite PeeWee Herman toys. That there went beyond boundaries. Still, even with her life so well, she as if there was a part in it that was missing. A part that Bella longed and needed very badly. It was mid-summer when her father called again for a millionth time that week, checking in on his baby girl everyday to make sure she was okay. Bella got the wonderful idea of leaving. At first her mother was outraged, why would her baby girl even thinking of leaving? Her father was thrilled about it. After a week or two of arguing, her mother finally caved, giving into Bella's father, agreeing to let Bella leave and go to stay with her father this Christmas. The months slow crept up on Leah and before she knew it, it was a week before Christmas. December eighteenth. Bella was ten years old, packed up and ready to go. Of course she naturally didn't want to spend Christmas her mothers when she could spend it at her father's. In one last attempt to convince Bella to stay, Leah failed and started putting Bella's things in the back of the car.Henry was prepared for the arrival of Bella. The room was set up, the schooling was ready, ballet lessons were to begin in January. With the trip to Toronto, Leah didn't have such a bad time. She got to see Holden, and see the smile on Bella's face that increased every second when she looked at her new home. Although, Leah was iffy about the house about two blocks away from Henry's house. The one with the million kids running around the front yard, and the sad teenage boy that seemed annoyed that he had to watch them out front sitting on the porch in the snow. If only Leah could have kept her daughter with her and prevent Bella from ever meeting this annoyed child.

Within a month, Bella was settled into her new nest with her father and brothers. Everything was how it should be, except for the fact that all her friends lived across town and no where near her street. Bella found that quite annoying. But Rupert seemed to have friends two blocks from their house. One night, Bella decided to tag along with Dustin, and Rupert. Holden had been lazy and stayed home, curling up on the couch in his superman pjs with a bowl of cereal as his father and himself watched hockey. Rupert was carrying Bella through the snow on his back, obviously loving the fact he had a little sister now. The two had grown close in a matter of seconds. Dustin on the other hand was still adjusting to it. He found her a tad bit annoying, but didn't most brothers find little sisters annoying? It was only naturally, he grow use to her in time. Well, they had finally reached their destination and what hold!? It was the house in which Leah had had concerns for. Knocking on the door, Bella met Rupert's best friend, for now. What hold but one of the eldest of the Jones children. Persia. Dustin and Rupert greeted Persia as if Persia were his own brother. Bella was thrilled to see younger children, close to her age. Practically springing from Rupert's back she dashed over to them. Two young boys, twins at that. After a while, the three were playing follow the leader around the house. The boys obviously the followers. No matter where Bella seemed to go at that as well. Clambering down the stairs of the home, hoping to find some escape from the twins she found she wasn't alone downstairs. The annoyed boy that had been sitting out on the porch in the snow lay there staring up at his ceiling, not even moving when Bella came down the stairs.Bella could hear the younger boys up stairs anxiously looking for her among the house. When the boy realized it wasn't his younger siblings he looked up. The face of the boy then and of the man now has aged much. Although, Bella could define Levi's russet coloured eyes anywhere. There was an awkward silence between the two before introductions. Bella was disgusted by the boy. He was so, odd. The way he dressed and looked. It was different from his older and younger siblings. The awkwardness was shattered by the door slamming from a top the stairs and the noise of the brothers practically falling down the stairs. Demanding the boys to get back upstairs, Bella had taken one last disgusted glance at the boy on his bed. If only she had known, he might be her greatest friend she could ever truly have.

Bella had grown close to the twin Jones brothers. Finally, she had Amanda warmed up to her and she joined the wonderful Bella army as well, looking up to Bella as an older sister. Rupert and Dustin were disappearing with Persia these days so only played with the tots of the Jones. Seeing as the children really shouldn't be left alone, Levi was to tend to baby sitting. Bella didn't take to lightly to the fact that they thought an eleven year old was so irresponsible that they had to have someone watch her. She hated Levi. He was in fact, the worst older brother she could ever pretend to have! Over the summer was even more frustrating, especially since having a pool and smaller kids around the pool seemed to be the worst combination. But as the days past by, Levi complimented Bella on something she said or did, and of course that nearly made Bella swoon. Being a young and foolish girl, little by little Bella wanted to hang out more and more with Levi, but his aging was calling him to duty. One night, after a hard day's work of bossing Jeremey and Zach around the Swanns received a phone call from the hospital. Franklyn had died in a car accident and Levi had been badly injured. Bella and the boy's heart nearly ripped in two. Bella spent the more hours crying for she loved little Franklyn. The joy he brought to the house even if he preferred not to play follow the leader with Bella and the younger Jones siblings. But what hurt the most, was being so close. Oh God. I shall not sing Rascal Flatts. I shall spare you. But what hurt the most was knowing the boy she was just starting to like was in the hospital. Constantly Bella wanted to go see Levi but Rupert continuingly kept pressing the subject that the hospital wouldn't let her in because she was so young. Of course she was in a pissy mood until Levi finally got out of the hospital. Bella had been sitting on the steps of her porch, staring out down the road, when who comes out the door, none other then Rupert saying he was going to go see Levi. Naturally, Bella bound up and away, dashing down the street. To this day, both Rupert and Henry claim they've never seen Bella run so fast in their life.

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History Continued;;
Day by day, Bella drifted from her little minions who still looked to her, waiting for her to come back and play follow the leader more. But no, as a new twelve year old, Bella thought hanging out with a seventeen year old was much more amusing. Especially since she had stayed by his side like a loyal little puppy dog when she was eleven and a sobbing ball of misery because of Franklyn's death. Now she was twelve and almost a teenager. She was nothing but a emotional roller coaster. She had grown found of Levi, even though she'd rather him not be so moody. That would change after she turned fifteen and became the boss of their strange friendship. Not missing one ballet class, she would leave Levi's side for only a couple hours come home and find him even more pissy then normal. But it was Levi. What could you expect? It seemed like all they did was hang out in his living room or down in his room just talking or not even speaking at all, just enjoying the company of someone that didn't judge their outside shell. By the age of thirteen, Bella was over her little crush on Levi and was on in life with having him as her best friend. Mr.Swann began to grow concern for the fact that his young thirteen year old daughter was hanging out with an eighteen year old. Going places with him and practically sticking by his side, only leaving to eat, go to the bathroom, ballet classes, and sleep. For the safety of Bella, Henry grounded Bella from seeing Levi. But, Levi was a needy person indeed. He always found ways of getting in contact with Bella. Mostly through the wires of the Internet and the microchips of computers. No matter what, it seemed you couldn't keep the two apart for too long. Things started to turn the other direction though at the age of fourteen for Ms.Bella. She refound her wonderful disgust for Levi and the male form. For weeks on end, she refused to talk to him in anyway. Internet and what not. She would have nothing to do with him. She skipped on through life without a trace of Levi on her. Then one night, she seemed to need Levi the most. Her father had been drinking badly that night, and becoming rough and violent. Bella came running out of her house and out into the wet streets crying her heart out and hiding underneath the lamppost. Her face red from where he had hit her. Bella was still growing, maturing in a way so she was still very childlike yet some how as if hearing her screaming right in his ear. Levi came to Bella's side. Silently he sat with her in the way, only comforting her by his presences and occasional humming of a song. If only they both knew what lay ahead for them the upcoming summer.

That summer, Bella's mother requested to take a trip to Ireland to see Leah's sister, and she wanted to take Bella and Holden with her. Henry agreed to it, thinking it would be nice to have the summer with just Dustin and Rupert. After arriving at the old stone house, Bella knew it was going to be a hard and long summer without Levi, but before she left she promised she'd write to him as much as she could. The house was large, one made during a war of some sort. Bella wasn't a history teacher for God sakes. It was way out in the countryside, with large fields and right next to a lake. She couldn't believe her mother had taken a trip without Fredrick, but apparently Fredrick was going to see his parents. It was two weeks into the summer and Bella hadn't done much but slink around the house, write to Levi and stare out the window. Then one day, one of Leah's old friends drop in with their seventeen year old son, Miles. Miles was a young man, tall, curling blond hair, brown eyes you could melt yourself into, and witty at that. Bella had herself a hard time snapping back with remarks when she was talking to him. A couple days went by and Miles finally decided to take Bella out to see the town. Bella had the time of her life, following Miles along through the pastures, down the dirty paths going into old stores and seeing the scenery of the gorgeous land. Slowly, she grew quite fond of Miles. Not once did she slack in writing letters to Levi. She often spoke of Miles after that, telling Levi about all the things Miles was showing her how to do. But when she was around Miles, she didn't speak too often of Levi. Maybe once or twice but hardly ever. The summer went by faster then Bella thought and it made her heart ache when she had to leave Miles. That summer was Bella's changing summer. She had grown up from a little teenie weenie fourteen year old, to a young woman. Her hair was grown out and healthy because of all the herbal shampoos her aunt used. Not to mention, she had gotten more meat on her bones yet was slender. Everything about her before that summer had changed. And do I mean everything. Her curves were now fully developed along with her new chest. And surprisingly, Miles never paid attention to that but instead paid attention to Bella. That day she left Ireland, she left a piece of her heart in his hands. It rained hard that day, and Bella swore it was an omen from God. She should have stayed.

Returning home, Bella found she didn't have much time for Levi anymore. Instead she was making long distant calls to Ireland talking to Miles an hour everyday and writing him letters every single day. In a way she felt as if she were shunning her puppy. Feeling guilty, Bella needed to see Levi again and start speaking to him again. She missed having a close friend like him. Slowly, she tried to speak to him again, it wasn't until December they were back to their normal closeness. In celebration Levi got the wonderful idea in his head that they should go to a concert together. Of course it was one of Bella's favorite bands so she couldn't reject. Not to mention, it would be her first concert ever. She was dressed in something you normally wouldn't wear in the beginning of winter. Caprees and a short sleeve shirt isn't the most natural look but it was for Bella. Have you ever had one of those unnatural winters were it rains a tad then a week later its gusting winds of snow and chucking ice balls at your car? Yea it was one of those freak nights. The security guard was being an asshole and refused to let Bella and Levi in, that made Levi pissy while Bella tried to look on the brightside. Out in the parking lot, you could hear the music blasting as the rain came pouring down. Determined to make this night a good night, Bella began dancing in the rain randomly. Jumping up and down in time to the music. Realizing Levi wasn't going to move she kicked water at him. One thing lead to another and before she knew it, she and Levi were running around the parking lot laughing kicking water at each other while still jumping around in time to the music. That night might have possibly been the best night of her young teenage life. The next day, Bella had to stay home from school because she was sick. Her father cursed, saying it was all Levi's fault she was sick. Bella spent the whole day on the phone with Levi, only not talking to him for an hour or two to let the phone charge before they were both talking about how sick they were. Bella's father got tired of it and just pulled out the phone cord when he heard enough of Bella's laughing at three in the morning.

Fifteen was a good chapter in Bella's life. Especially when they actually allowed her to work as the bartender at the local country club. But chapter sixteen was even better. Still bartending and still taking ballet class, her father had to drive Bella around a lot. One day, her father was unable to pick Bella up from ballet class so Bella called Levi and told him he needed to come and pick her up. Sadly, the instructor stretched the practice for the recital time for two more hours, so by the time Mr.Jones showed up, deciding he'd come fifteen minutes before he was suppose to originally pick Bella up Bella hadn't even gotten into the two extra hours. When their instructor let them have a break, Bella bounded over to Levi who was looking bored as fuck watching women in tutus dance around. Explaining she was going to be here for at least an hour and fourty five more minutes she didn't want him to go in a way. She was proud of her dancing and wanted to show off some more. That's when a wonderful idea came to mind. Practically dragging Levi into the back room she forced him to put on a pair of tights, insisting her give dancing a try for her. Bella could have laughed her ass off when Levi came out in the tights. The leotard was quite low on his chest and had some people staring at the tattoo ringing around his neck. Bella couldn't figure out why he was so pissy. Maybe the tights were riding up his ass, or maybe the area in the front was tightening something so it couldn't breathe. She didn't know she just thought it was too damn hilarious. Bella thought it was even funnier when her instructor also insisted Levi join in on their practice. Even though Bella had to show Levi most of what to do, she found it rather amusing watching him attempt to catch the flying ballerinas. He dropped quite a few, even her which she hit him playfully for, but with a couple more tries he got it down well. It seemed like he didn't even notice the extra hour and a half the instructor took. She thought they were doing so well she lost track of time. Bella had a blast that day. She had gotten to show off her dancing skills to Levi while having fun with him at the same time. To the day she still can't get the image of Levi in tights out of her mind. After driving her home, Bella demanded she needed a car and Fredrick very generously bought her a nice platinum Ford Mustang. Bella's baby. Her true love.

Seventeen wasn't the best year of Bella's life. She quit ballet when her father demanded she quit taking the lessons. Trouble was awaiting around the corner for her. Her father was becoming a sad pathetic piece of life. He was realizing he was aging and wasn't as young and majestic as he once was. He was starting to get out into the dating world once more. He was turning into her mother. Getting stoned to feel young again, drinking for the sakes of it, bring odd women home in the middle of the night and waking up with a major hangover and erection. Bella had to grow up that year. She didn't have a lot of time to spend with Levi when she was trying to keep her father from yelling and hitting her, while she kept her studies up. School was a bugger as well. Only Levi knew how to cheer Bella up. During her science class one day, he texted her. Getting her cellphone taken away he parked out front of the school, demanding she come out. Well, as soon as the teacher saw she notified the principal and the principal oh so kindly let Levi know he had to Levi the property. Levi did leave schoo grounds, but only parked just outside the boarder of it, still texting Bella while the phone vibrated on the teachers desk. Levi finally left once the school had called the police and he saw them circling. Bella found it rather amusing, but apparently Bella's father hadn't. Apparently the damn school had called and informed him of the trouble she had caused during class. Bella was grounded from seeing Levi once more, along with a black eye that night. It took a week of detention but Bella was finally able to get her cellphone back. Her brothers seemed oblivious to her father's behavior. Maybe because Rupert was off doing his own life things, Dustin was head over heels of his girl Katie and Holden was hanging out with his friends thinking he was Mr.Cool sixteen. And yet, Bella seemed to be the only one that recieved any physical contact from her father what so ever. He never put a finger on Dustin, Rupert, or Holden. Bella never thought of it like that though. She just thought of it as, she was the one to stand up and say something to the asshole's face, but that had gotten her into trouble with him and therefore cost her.

On her eighteenth birthday, was a night Bella wished she could have forgotten. While sleeping she was interrupted by annoying taping at her window. When finding the source of the taping, she felt her heart shattered. Levi had been taking his anti-depressants, and apparently as he had been claiming they weren't working right. Maybe the weren't working right or maybe it was the booze talking. She didn't know. She just had never saw her best friend in such a state. Quickly she took Levi inside the house and up into the bathroom so he could take a shower and refresh himself, only ending up taking a shower with him. Clothes on for her, eyes glues shut just to assure you. Still a little drunk, Bella got Levi some dry clothes before heading off to sleep, since he chose her room over the couch Bella had no choice but to let him in. Even if he had stupidly try to carry her up the stairs, thinking she was completely fine with that even though she wasn't. He should have known she hated being any type of height off the ground. At first she refused to let him in, but softened up. Letting him, she neglected to fall asleep, and out of nowhere it became story time. Putting her past into a fictional faery tale she told of the troube she had been through and everything she had overcome, making her two main charcters names up Ebony and Moon. Levi had shared a story Bella had not completely understood yet, but now has learned the meaning of his words and appreciates it. The snow outside the window must have gotten to Bella's head because in the silence of the moment she had never felt so vulnerable to Levi in her life and felt as if she needed to show her gratitude towards him, softly kissing him and apologizing for being so stupid in doing so. Before she knew it, Levi had found a place on top of her. Out of no where too. Then before she had known it, her lips had found his. Magically, clothes began to shed off bodies until there was a loud interruption of a roaring father coming in on Levi on top of his daughter. Henry wasn't all too happy about this. Storming off, he went in search of his shot gun, Bella following pleading to explain yet her father had enough. Charging outside, Bella had been stupid enough to follow still attempting to apologize. She only ended up get smacked across her face, blood coming with it from her lip. Levi had seen it too, and in a small effort chucked a pot at the back of Bella's father's car before carrying Bella in. Bella reassured Levi she was fine and headed back up to her bedroom with him, occasionally being greedy and stealing kisses from him along the way. In one last attempt she tried to shed off her clothes again to get into Levi's pants, but then Levi found out she was a virgin and felt guilty, storming off in a huff. Only to leave an address on Bella's mirror. The mirror that Bella had busted out of anger, now resulting in then tiny silver scars along her right fist and small part of her forearm.

After that night, Bella had to go. She had to get out of Toronto for a while, promising she would come back. She left in the middle of the night and off to New York. Why New York? Well, that's where the immigrants come in from right? Some Scottish immigrants as well. A year passed since Bella had left without a word, she was growing tired of New York and now she was nineteen and wanting to go home. Back to where she belonged. It was mid-summer and Bella was out and about in the middle of town, buying coffee when who was she to run into but the only person that had a hold of part of her heart. Miles was buying coffee this time. Bella spent the whole afternoon getting caught up with Miles. He had gotten so old since she was fourteen. Nearly five years since she had last seen him. Oh how she had missed her Scottish knight. The next couple of days, Bella spent with Miles. Strolls through the park, movies, dates. Then one night, she came home with him and things happened along the sexual lines. Yes. She had given up her Mary to Miles that night she had with him. She felt terribly guilty about it as well, yet he was her boyfriend now and she soon moved past it. Spending the rest of summer with Miles, and most of the fall Bella became homesick. Almost seeing right through her, Miles knew something was up. After explaining that she wanted to go home, Miles agreed to go with her on one condition. For her to move in with him in an apartment. Returning back to her home, Bella began to stalk the streets of Toronto in search of old time friends only running into new ones. It was strange how one day she bumped into a man named Eric Hunter, then the next she ends up bumping into Levi. Each time she had coffee in her hands. Over joyed when she saw Levi they quickly caught up with old times. Everything was going to return back to normal. At least, almost everything.

Thanksgiving came too quickly Bella didn't even see it pass her eyes. Miles had left the country to tend to somethings going on with his brother back in Ireland, therefore locking her out of the apartment, and he didn't exactly know that Bella was forbidden to return home after the night with Levi. Levi was her only option at this point in time, remembering that address he had scribbled across the mirror Bella ended up at his trailer. Disgusted by the mess he left around, Bella cleaned up his trailer a bit. Making sure everything was nice and bleached. She hated how untidy Levi was. Later that night, after ordering Chinese and settling down to watch a The Hills Have Eyes Levi came home, fucking his door on the way in. After a little hissy fit between the two, somehow Bella managed to get him over onto the couch with her and laid next to him, rather yet up against him, while she watched the movie, occasionally using his arm as a shield against the evil yucky scenes. For once, she felt more then comfortable in that spot, as if not wanting to ever move from it. But alas, someone had to turn off the movie. After turning it off, magically she had managed to climb into Levi's lap then moving the party outside. There, attempting to correct his bad nibbling she gave Levi nibbling lessons in his front lawn, only being disturbed by one of his neighbors that had more hair on his forehead then he did on his actual head. Stars somehow magically came onto the subject before Levi pulled Bella up out of the grass and pinned her against the wall of his trailer, offering his nibbling skills to his teacher. Noises were released from Bella's lungs, not to mention the cracking of her car hood when Bella pinned Levi against the hood of it. But once more, the neighbors dog so rudely interrupted just as it was going somewhere between Levi and Bella. Having to take the party back inside, Bella decided the party was dying and need some music. After dancing around a little bit by herself, Levi so cruelly rejected her Aerosmith music and replaced it with a Michael Buble CD. Then the dance began. Of course with occasional stepping on feet as Levi danced them towards the bedroom. Feeling in the mood, he tugged on Bella's bottom lip which got her started, after having to push Levi into the room, they landed on the bed. They began to shed off clothes when Bella remembered she had to call Miles. Putting their session on hold, yet she was glad she had otherwise she might not have heard about Miles cheating on her. Oh gross I know. But in fact he had. The women even picked up and he didn't have the decency of taking a phone call. Determined on getting revenge she continued her session with Levi, some new touches were discovered in the process. Only to have her heart ripped out as Miles called again. Addressing her as a whore and skank like her father had called her. Bella felt out of the mood suddenly. Wouldn't you too? But she had Levi at least. Curling up next to him, he seemed to sooth her to sleep until the following morning when she awoke before him. After dying her hair a bright bleach blond she began to head out, leaving her gift from Levi for her late birthday gift somewhere on his floor or by his couch. She left him with her sweater, gently laying it across his body. Before she left, she received a phone call from Miles, telling her to come outside. In doing so, there was a fight as Bella fended for her friend. This led to Miles pinning her against the wall and attacking her mouth savagely with her own. One action led to another as they found their way to the backseat of Mile's car. Break up sex wasn't the same as make up sex apparently.

A couple of days afterwards, Bella found herself at her own apartment, her dog wanting to go outside to piss somewhere. To let the mother fucking cats know that it was his territory not theres. On her way out, just as the elevator doors open Bella caught sight of two males making out in a corner. Thinking it was rather romantic and sexy, Bella watched but her interest dropped and turned into bitter hate and envy as she realized it was Levi being pinned in the corner by Lex, the foreigner from Sweden that she had began to hang out with before she had left for New York. Her heart shattered realizing what her friend had done and felt bitter for even meeting him. If only now she could go back in time and stayed with her mother, If only she hadn't been so stupid as to live with her father. She ignored Levi for a couple days until an awkward AIM conversation came up, words were said that Bella now wishes she would have never said. He was even going to offer to be her date to the Winter Party. Too bad for Levi, eh? A few days after the little male make out scene Bella had witness, Bella's friend Eric had asked her if she could do a favor for him by picking up one of his friends he had grown up with. Naturally, Bella said yes. When she arrived at the airport, who was she to meet but no other then a hit man named Jimmy Carter. Bella felt somewhat attracted to Jimmy and asked if he wanted to move in. Only shortly after having him move out. On the night after kick Jimmy out, Bella headed down to the local Laundro Mat. Only who were to show up but Levi? After being a setting off her car alarm, there was a stubborn awkward moment between the two. Neither one wanting to admit that he or she were wrong about what they had said or done. But, the finally forgave each other. Somewhat. But were only interested in how far they could push one another's buttons in a game of nervous. Levi felt the need to play the "gay" card. Questioning to see if Bella would give in, but Bella only teased back, molesting his stomach practically. In this game, apparently anything goes. Snapped comments were shot at the two. It seemed neither was able to get their way until Bella became interested in continuing their game of "Nervous". Zipping down Levi's pants, she gave him a small taste of what she was willing and wanting to do. Levi seemed to enjoy the small blow job she provided him and took it to himself to finish undressing her. Lines along sexual happened between the two. Afterwards Bella received a phone call from Joesph, Miles' older brother. Miles had drowned and he wanted Bella to attend the funeral, how could Bella deny? [Thread in de works]

Note! Bella's history is never over.

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YOUR NAME / ALIAS’ tess
AGE’ 13
EXPERIENCE’ 1 year
OTHER’ guess what, removed
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Some people own the key to the world. The shiny copper key that locked fit perfectly into that brass door. Then they would often lock themselves into the room on the other side of that door without even letting you take a small peak inside. Like you were Alice searching for Wonderland. Those people were some of the maddest people in the world. Mad is in crazy as fuck. They were so mad they were geniuses. Writing words that confused the mere thinker. But to the eyes of a child, oh to the bright eyes of a child whole new worlds were discovered. Worlds unknown to most man. Who were these people you ask. Well, look around. You will see them everywhere. They were writers. Poets. Artists of words. They let you think and imagine things that you were unable to see in the real world. For instance, Edgar Allen Poe. Yes he was stoned while he wrote most of his poems but he was brilliant. The vivid description of madness gone wild in The Raven. You can only wonder if you were slightly mad while reading it. Then you see a more compassionate side of Edgar in his Annabel Lee. Oh his sweet Annabel Lee in the kingdom by the sea. Even God and his high kinsmen coveted he and his Annabel Lee. The coveted over the love that he shared with himself and Annabel Lee that sent a chilling wind, and took the dear sweet Annabel Lee from the. This side of Edgar was awkward and different but so many people liked it. The way Shakespeare describes the true meaning of love, and death can only make a woman's heart swoon and a man's heart cripple with envy. He should envy Shakespeare, I'm sure that guy got laid every night for speaking three words to a lady. If only Levi were as kind. Bella found only lost words trapped within Levi. Words he seemed unable to reach himself and hand her. That pained Bella the most was to see Levi too was in pain. Like the pain that Adonis went through with his endless love for his true mate. Then died a horrid death for Venus, without letting her know the true love that pounded in his heart for her. Too bad his last words to her were cruel and outspoken, one should have held his tongue yet neglected to show respect. How rude. Yet another example of Shakespeare's ways with lover's words. For Shakespeare himself had been but a true lover, contained in an unlovable body yearning for someone to hold and call his own for all of eternity. Where there would be no boundaries for them in Heaven itself. If only Shakespeare had found that person he would have no boundaries with. That one person to share your likes, dislikes, preferred and hates of his personal life. But alas, it seems God himself coveted love when he had none but forced love.

Ah yes. Binging. Bella remembered that. Too bad Levi didn't completely die. So, the next day Bella spent almost every hour sleeping since she had been up all night at the hospital with Levi and his family. Except, most of his family fell asleep while Bella had to stay up and keep him entertained cause frankly, you never know what kind of stalking old man there is on those floors. They were disturbing indeed. Bella could see why Levi hated hospitals so much. He had been to them so many times for stupid acts he pulled. But not only that, they must have reminded him of Franklyn. Most likely when he stepped foot into a hospital he got this rush of memories of his youngest brother. Then he would begin thinking it was his fault all over. His fault for the crash, his fault for driving, his fault for Franklyn's death. Bella could never know the feeling of having your sibling lost. All her siblings were alive and well. Yet, she could only imagine it. The funeral she felt she got a whole new perspective of life. Levi had wanted to be alone, so Bella stood with her family instead of his side. She respected Levi's wishes that day. His face had been like stone yet he had to be killing himself on the inside. Bella had stood there quietly, Dustin's arm around her while Holden stared down at the grave and Rupert and her father held strong. Bella wanted to only remember Franklyn of the good things. Like his smiles. Mhm, yes his smiles. They seemed to brighten the world everyday, until the were so unfairly taken away. Death was something Bella had learned to not fear. It came so frequently and left so soon there was no need to worry about it Yet, fear comes in ways we all don't expect. Yes Bella felt fear of death. She knew she would miss her life no matter how shitty it was or how many times she wanted to fix stunts that had happened in it. She knew deep down inside, life had been her most precious friend of them all. One she would hate to loose but at least she would be dragged with it. Her funeral was more dark, and small. Her father wouldn't be there, too ashamed that the one child he thought was strong and perfect, turned out to be nothing but a weak doll. Her mother would be standing beside Rupert, the only one shedding tears. Holden would stand for a second before leaving, followed by Dustin then Rupert would pull Bella's mother along to her car. The dirt would consume over Bella's grave. The dark would cover that dirt and the dark marble stone. The river would eventually wash the stone away but time would come for that. Then later that night, the night of the burial her father would stumble down to the river shore, a bottle tight in his hand as he slurred words to the grave he would never slur to Bella himself. He would slur he was sorry. He had judged Bella before he even gave her a chance to be known to him. He had judged her friends, even though they had turned out what he had expected. Frauds. Not even one showed up for her funeral. He would reminisce about memories that he could vaguely remember. Trips they had taken, nights she had crawled into his bed because she was scared of the monster under her bed. He would drag on about how he never even got to see her in a wedding dress or walk her down the aisle. He never got hold his grandchild in his arms and never got to kiss her on the forehead to let her know how proud of her he was. Then he would pause from his long speech and would end it with how he never got to see her smile while she stood with that boy Levi. He would pause after that and apologize once more before saying he had taken her smile for granted, and that if he could have one thing back in the whole world it would be to see that smile even if it was cause by that bad influence of a boy Levi. He would cherish for every second he lived if he could just see it once more.

Then, Henry would grow quiet as the moon rose high in the sky. He would leave the bottle at Bella's grave. A token of his apologizes he was never able to make known to Bella in person. He would stumble off the bank to return home and never look back to that river shore. Nights would pass days could shine, rain would pour while the new blossoms of spring budded. The hot summer would bring its heat onto the mossy shore of the river. The fall would bring leaves of bright colours down to decorate the earth. Then snow would fall and bring with it a blanket to warm Bella's coffin. Yet no set of foots would set upon that ground again after the funeral night and her father had come. The bottle would stay were it was for many years at a time until the river rose and washed it away, as well as the headstone. It's engravement to be forgotten except for those who had read it. She lived well and cherished a friendship no others could posses. The earth itself would finally eat away the coffin and collect her body to its dirt. Bella would become one with the soil and would roam free through the trees. Her voice would be carried among the wind that blew in from the north and she would be carried out till she reached the bitter south. She would roam the stars with that twinkle in her lost eyes and then and only then will her true soul mate find her. The boundary gates would be broken and they could walk the sky forever with nothing to hold them back. No rules, no feelings, only true lovers hand and hand for they had waited for years on end until they could find each other once more. That would be Bella's death. That's how she wanted to die. And as she laid there beneath Levi, she could swear it would turn out exactly that. Her hand flinched when he grabbed it and softly rubbed it once more. Her eyes fluttered shut for the briefest of moments while she took in his words. Ah, Bella bear. Mhm. Only Levi could make it sound as precious as they did. She glared at him though, her eyes covered in disbelief. "Then why do you let me see this monster now?" She asked, her voice weak almost and trembling. He had shown her this monster but a second ago when he had grabbed her. The monster Bella never wanted to see again if her life depended on it. She blinked at his words. She wanted to believe them she did, but she only saw a lie beneath its surface. "Then why did you start to begin with, Levi?" She nearly pleaded her words at him. "If I was the one you were thinking about when you decided to quit then why wasn't I the one you were thinking about when you started? Face it Levi...you were only thinking of yourself and the pleasure you would get out of it in the end." She muttered to him. She looked away as she spoke her next words. "And in the end, it turned out you were still alone. It turned out you had still hurt the people that cared about you. And it turned out, life hadn't change but only time had passed." She hated forced eye contact. That was why she had chose to look away. Plus it made it more dramatic when she spoke her words. She turned back to face him, her eyes burning with something that God wouldn't even recognize to come from Bella. It was something mixed with anger and betrayal, stirred with sorrow and misery, then it was delicately sprinkled with an emotion not even man has yet to discover in Bella. It seemed like there was something along the lines of, love. "It did nothing for you but kill a few more brain cells and take more time of your life. Time of your life you could have spent doing something else. Being with someone you love. You waste your precious time with shit, Levi. You're wasting my time. Especially when I told you not to touch me again." The words lulled off her tongue in waves of bitterness. To be touched was something Bella wanted, but not by someone that did not want to touch her back.

She felt bad for her actions. They had been rash, too rash. Forcing Levi with her own hands. Why did she have to be so stupid? Yet the anger still boiled inside her, she refused to let go of his own wrists as her nails dug into his skin as he had with her own. Her lips applied just as much pressure as his did, she became demanding and needy almost. Remember that theory the Levi has with needing to be in close contact with someone? Yeah, it's pretty much bullshit to Bella. No one needed to be in contact with anyone, instead they demanded it. When she pulled away, her tongue ran across her wet bottom lip. It was red, matching her top one as well. In her time of living, Bella had received lectures. Mostly from her father or mother telling her she had did something bad and she needed to do it the right way next time, but Levi's lecture, Levi's lecture sunk in the most. She listened intently to his words, biting her lip at a snappy comment she could make. He was right. About everything he was damn right. Her heart pounded against her chest like a knife stabbing fabricated walls of a room. The anger was racing ahead of sadness and guilt. She could have cried right then. Finally she blinked once his speech was over. She ignored his comment about nostrils. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. She closed it once more then something came into her mind. "Then walk out. Walk out right now." She muttered simply. Her words were cold and distant. "There is no point in you staying. Walk out forever, Levi. Don't come back. Don't even look back to find home." She paused, her face had melted away to resemble a stone. Her pale skin like porcelain. "Forget everything here. There is nothing here. No one here for you. Forget the past ten years. Forget everything you know about me, forget you even met me. It seems to me that might be the best way to settle things right now. Forget we ever knew each other." Sometimes friendships didn't work out. Yet why did this one seem so determined to stay together? After being pushed into the dirt so many times and being kicked and punched, ridiculed and humiliated it was determined to keep them together. "That seems to be what you are proposing as well." She looked away for a second before he caught her jaw again. Forceful eye contact. Have I mentioned Bella hated it? Especially when she knew she was weak right now. Her eyes trembled with sadness and regret of her words yet burned with the fury of ten thousand suns. Her jaw locked into place as she glared into his eyes. Thinking. "Because," She paused. "because I was jealous, okay? Are you happy? You got your answer. I was jealous because your chose Lex over me. You've been choosing Lex over me since he moved to the damn country." She longed to look away, her cheeks had become red and hot with embarrassment. "I'm too used to having your attention that I don't want anyone else to have it." She muttered. Her ears now burned. She pulled her jaw out of his hand and looked away. "I just wanted my spotlight back." She whispered. She was tired of fighting Levi. Tired of loosing the battles as well. This game was lost.

Her body trembled as he undressed her. She helped a little, pulling her legs out of the jeans when he had gotten them down to her ankles. When she was sure he was looking away when he was getting his pants off she took in several deep breaths. Something was making her brain slam against the walls of her head. Her stomach had been tied into thick knots by the time he had climbed back on her. Looking at his face reminded her how angry he had been at her. The way he unleashed his monster's anger out on Bella's small frame. That made her clutch her fist tight as he nipped at her collarbone. Her lower body shifted so her legs were comfortable with him. Things whizzed around in her mind. Ten years of arguing, playing, joking, smiling, hugs, slamming doors, nights of movies, nights of studying, days of learning to drive, and nights of doing nothing but watching the stars had led to this moment. Right now, those years seemed so cruel to Bella. Playing tricks on her mind. Her abdomen muscles tightened when he looked up, that one word shattering her thoughts and concentration. Ready was not a word. No one in the world was every ready. No one was prepared for anything. From taking a life out of the world, to bringing a new one. To finding out you were going to bring a new one into the world. No one was ready for those two words at the alter. No one was ready to put their pencil to the paper and write that essay that was do that morning. No one was even ready for the next word to come out of their mouth. Yet Bella had too much pride to admit she wasn't ready and was too shallow to admit she was. Instead, her jaw locked shut and she glared at the ceiling. Those hazel orbs were hooded as soon as her pushed into her. She grunted, her fingers digging into the fabric of the couch as she clutched the edge of it. She was determined to make it seem like that he was the least desirable thing right now. No noises what so ever. No moans, no groans, no whispers, not even the tiniest whimper was to leave her lungs. Grunts, they were permitted. She had a chance for a quick intake of breath that she collected through her nose, only to have that exit her when he pushed back in. Her stomach arched downward in that second, then she felt his fingertips press into her skin lightly. That caused her chest to push upwards, possibly into his face. She relaxed, becoming used to the touch. She bit her bottom lip, swallowing a moan that yearned to be released into the fresh laundry smell air. That smell was soon gone from her senses and replaced with the scent of sex. A shiver ran down her spine at the delicate kisses he placed just above her breast, her eyes rolling into the back of her head when he wasn't looking. Her hands finally left the clutches of the couch for the skin of his shoulders. She dug them lightly into the bare flesh when he hit a soft spot. Hot air was being pushed out of her nose every two seconds. Her teeth gritted against one another. A lump was removed from the place between her shoulder blades. It made her shoulders become less tense now. At least she was able to lay back like someone normal. Bella bit down hard on her tongue while he sat up to dis guard the stuffed bear. It would smell like sex when it got home. Bella caught his eyes with hers, they were unreadable, clouded by a fog so to speak. Finally her lips would have something to occupy them. Her tongue ran across his bottom lip before it was free to roam his mouth. She sucked at his tongue gently before pulling away, tugging on his bottom lip as she did so. Her eyes averted to his chest while small breathless pants escaped her mouth. One hint for him. The small of her back raised up slightly when his hands grasped her sides, thrusting in harder with each second. Now Bella was getting to the point where she didn't care anymore. Almost as soon as her back touched the fabric of the couch after its small rise, it arched itself up into an even bigger rise. Her toes curled up and her nails dug into his back while her head rolled back so her neck jutted out. A loud moan escaped her lips, along with another word. "Leviiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!" The i in the word was dragged out to echo in the room. Bella's heart pounded harder against her chest, which was collect a small layer of cold sweat. Receiving an orgasm from Levi was like having sex with ten Egyptian Gods and having ten orgasms at once. She had never felt it before. It was stunning and incredible. It left her wanting more, that was for sure. Her body relaxed, touching the fabric of the couch once more. She was free to let him know what he was doing to her now. What sent her off and what got her. She closed her eyes, finally allowed to let small moans escape her lungs briefly. Her abdomen muscles tightened as her body adjusted to the tempo he had picked to go at. Her foot rubbed against his. She smiled lightly, he still had socks on. She loved it. Having sex with a guy while he still had his socks on turned her on. Her hand left his shoulder to skim down his chest lightly and brush against the skin just above his cock. She pulled it out from his side, sliding up his back. Her fingertips brushed along his spine bone before it reached its spot on his shoulder. She pressed her lips against the skin of his collarbone, tracing herself a path to the opposite side before climbing up the side of his neck, her kisses becoming more and more breathless. She reached his ear, licking her lips quickly before parting them to speak. "I want." She stopped in her panting sentence. "My name. You make. It sound. So unique." Her sentence broke apart into fragments. Her lips tugged lightly at the bottom of his ear before she went back to lay down, her back arched once more and her neck jutted out as she smiled. The things he was making her feel made her feel like she was important to him. Maybe it was just the way she reacted to sex or maybe it was just the way Levi had sex. She didn't know. She didn't care. It was just the desire he was making her have for him was driving her crazy. Those knots returned to her stomach at the thought once more of realizing she was enjoying Levi but she didn't know of Levi really wanted this. What if he did this because he was feeling pity on her? Or maybe this was all to prove he wasn't gay. Well she could tell now he wasn't gay. The truth was, she had wanted this with Levi since she was sixteen. That long indeed. Then the truth was, she knew he couldn't have felt the same for her. Now, she felt more alone then ever.