Fast Cars and Ex Wives Party- Edward Cullen x Damen Auguste

chapter 1: the party

Damen strutted across the perfectly manicured lawn and into the beach where the rest of the disco divorcees were standing around and staring at each other. There was one particular man with reddish-tan hair that was broodingly staring into the ocean and mouthing "Bella" over and over again. That made him very mad as the divorcees should be over the whole loss of marriage thing by now but this very tall man who was over a foot taller than him was still hung up on whoever this Bella was. Damen stormed up to him only to find the man picking apart a beach flower, as if the man couldn't do any worse. He plucked the flower out of his hands and replanted it by the ocean so it could get water and regrow its petals, and glared very far up at the man before standing on his tip toes and then eventually having to make a mound of sand below his feet to be able to reach the other man, choking him with his super strong and buff arms.

"Get over your exwife already, there's so many better people out there and you love her for no good reason. And also stop hurting that flower!" Damen chastised verbally, before pushing the man with his pinky and getting off of his sand stool to get back to the party. But that was before he felt something he hadn't felt before, a mind that wasn't boring and basic like all the other divorcees. He sent a testing noise, a sharp sound that would probably hurt someone who was also a telepath.

Edwards POV

I was depressed, more depressed than i had ever been in my whole life. I hadn't been this sad since June 20th, 1901 (my birthday) or the day Bella left me on August 14, 2006. I've been upset for years but this jerkwad that stormed up to me and stole the flower that reminded me of how beautiful Bella was, except the flower couldn't live up to her, ever. Her beauty was ethereal especially when she was wearing a khaki skirt that looked so good with how she looked stunning always. But now wasn't the time to mourn the wife I've lost, it was time for revenge. Or at least it would be if the short man hadn't thought of a very painful sound and sent it in Edward's direction.

"You bastard!" Edward yelled, getting up and grabbing the man's pant leg, pulling out his super secret katana (AN its a sharp pointy sword!) out from his black high waisted jean with rips that also had his and Bella's wedding announcemt covering the rips and pointing it at the man. "You're my enemy now and I hate you!" He declared, his fists shaking with rake.