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A/N: A special thank you ElizabethBella for taking the time to beta this chappie for me.

To everyone: I will be editing a few chappies because everytime I look at a few past ones, I get an urge to edit them.

Chapter 1: Surprise!

BPOV

Beyond the mountain of chaos, I stood before my own personal audience twirling the belt in my hand like I was going to whip someone for being a naughty boy. In an unhurried motion, the tips of my fingers brimmed at the edge of my coat. My plump lips formed into a suggestive smirk that I've been perfecting as part of my come-hither look.

"Bella," Angela sang as I stopped practicing in front of the mirror.

"Hmm?"

"Would you stop fondling yourself in front of the mirror?" She implored as my head snapped to her direction.

"I'm not fondling myself," I insisted as I placed my hands on my hips.

"Well, it looked like it to me," she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. I rolled my eyes and just decided to drop it since I didn't have time to argue with her.

"C'mon, I need to run down the list to make sure you're good to go," she stated with a pensive look on her face as she began tapping the pen on the clipboard in other hand.

Sheesh! Didn't her mom teach her any patience as a kid?

"Okay, okay. Go for it." I relented and plopped myself down in the nearest chair.

"Garter?"

Inch by inch, I pulled my coat up to double check that I did indeed had it on.

"Check."

"Fuck me heels?"

"Check."

"Red lipstick?"

I smacked my lips together and responded to her with another check.

"Lacy see through g-string?"

"Check," I answered without having to flash her again with my girly bits.

"Corset?"

"Check."

"Coat?"

"Check." Well, what I wanted to say was, "Can't you see through those damn contacts of yours? Of course I'm wearing a fucking coat."

"Fedora?"

"Check."

"So, are you ready to surprise Jacob for his birthday?" She wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

I nodded my head.

My heart was jumping with excitement for my midnight birthday surprise for my boyfriend, Jacob. A little strip tease and a lap dance to start off his birthday with a ka-pow. I'm such a good girlfriend I said mentally patting myself on my back.

Angela glanced at the clock and started freaking out. "Shit! Get your ass out of here now if you want to make it by midnight at Jacob's."

I hurried up over to my sleek baby - a banging black Ferrari - and began driving towards Jacob's place.

Finally, I arrived at my man's place just a minute before midnight. I searched for the extra key he once told me about and found it hidden underneath the flowerpot in front of his home.

I let myself in quietly to surprise him but was greeted to loud blaring rap music. I placed my bag down on the floor; Jacob's door had light peeking out from underneath. My breath became labored and heavy as I tried to calm myself down, but nothing could have prepared me for the scene I found.

Leah Clearwater.

Riding my boyfriend like a rodeo girl.

Actually, riding my ex-boyfriend now.

And to think I believed him when he said Leah was "just a friend".

They were so into it that they did not even notice my presence until Jacob opened up his eyes and looked at me with shock.

He went as motionless as a sculpture. Leah noticed Jacob's reaction and cautiously turned around. Once she saw me, she too froze.

My body shuddered as a blaze of madness swept through me. I was in complete command as I stepped towards their naked bodies, still entwined like a vine growing fungus.

I brought my hand back and slapped the shit out of his face. I smiled inside at the red hand mark I left on his face.

"You asshole," I bellowed as I slapped his other cheek. "It's fucking over. Over! Do you hear me you shitty ass excuse for a boyfriend?"

I huffed and turned around to leave this nightmare, but Jacob grabbed my arm before I could even take a step.

I turned around attempting to slap him again, but this time, he caught it.

"Leah, can you leave us for a moment?" He asked.

She quietly left, grabbing one of Jacob's shirts to throw over her naked body. I shuddered realizing it was the same shirt I once wore after one of our steamy sessions.

I think I have cooties now.

"I hate you! I hate you!" I screamed as I stomped my feet like a 5 year old kid.

"Look, I'm sorry," he apologized sincerely. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I never wanted to cheat on you."

"It's too late for that now, huh?"

"Listen, somewhere along the way, I fell in love with Leah. I was going to tell you before you left for Seattle."

"I don't give a shit. I thought you were going to follow me after I moved to Seattle so we can be together?" I questioned.

Jacob gave me a pleading sorrowful look and took a deep breath. "I wanted to tell you, I didn't know how. I was never going to follow you after you moved to Seattle. I love Leah. I never knew until one thing led to another. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Your sorry-assed apology does not matter. Don't even think about trying to talk to me or see me again. When I leave for Seattle, I am going to forget your player ass." I slammed the door and drove home. My chest felt heavy, but I refused to cry. I was sick and tired of being played. Jacob was just the icing on the cake after I was played by Tyler, Eric and Seth just to name a few. I couldn't wait until I leave the hell out of Phoenix. Once I left Phoenix, I would put this all behind and move forward.

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