-- with a bottle of jack; colton!

[BELLADONNA WINCHESTER]

it was five am in the morning and bella was fumbling with the key to her apartment. she had just come back from the best night out at a club and then some guy's house. she was drunk, of course, and had spent the majority of the night dancing as well as groping with hot young men that couldn't keep their hands off her. she had passed out from three am to four thirty am, and had taken a taxi from wherever she had been to chinatown. well, the outskirts of it, since that was all the money she had left for. it didn't take too much fumbling to get the key into the lock. she pushed open the door, attempting to be quiet as she shut it and wandered ( well rather stumbled ) into the living room. going up a floor to the bedrooms seemed like too much hard work for a drunk partied out bella. she might as well pass out on the sofa. besides, the last thing she wanted was for colton to wake up and inevitably have another go at her.

parting her lips she let out a deep yawn as her knees hit the side of the couch including the side of the arm. tonight bella was dressed in a black and red corset with fishnet tights, a black leather mini skirt ( well it was more like a belt then anything ), a pair of red knee length boots, and a black choker with fake silver spikes on it. she looked drop dead sexy, but also, rather like a hooker. probably not what anyone expected when they thought of a married mother. then again bella wasn't like any married mother. she was unique. she was different. hell, she was god damn irresistable! at least, bella was positive she was god damn irresistable. her engagement and wedding rings would not be found on her fingers. they were instead in her black handbag that by now had dropped onto the floor as bella fell face first into the couch.

god, she was so wiped up that bella just fell asleep right then and there. she didn't care she had school in the morning or that hannah could see her. bella already assumed colton would find her regardless of what she did so why on earth bother to hide anything? he was the one that had knocked her up. just one time. it won't hurt. it'll be fine. nothing bad will happen. yeah, right(!). she'd got pregnant and railroaded into this sham of a marriage. what was even more ridiculous to her was how both families when they gathered for family occassions acted like it was a mutual love marriage, and that nothing bad had ever happened. seriously, could they be any more deluded?! what was even worse was that colton actually tried to go along with the whole delusion too. it was like being in one of those sickening sitcoms you couldn't turn off.

it wasn't until about nine o'clock that she began to hear noises. god if colton was banging those damn pots and pans again she'd so kick his ass. didn't he know she was sleeping?! he could make hannah breakfast later. like at a decent hour. maybe twelve o'clock. now that would be heaven. she growled in protest as she turned over, grabbing a cushion and putting it over her head in an attempt to drown out the noise. if only she could train him like a dog. things would be so much easier. the noise seemed to disappear a while before the television suddenly turned on. the light and sound instantly annoying the hell out of bella. pulling the cushion off the top of her head she saw hannah there with the remote waving it happily as she watched some stupid children's program. colton probably did it on purpose, the ass.

"jesus hannah, can't you see your mother is trying to sleep?!"