Life Without The Glamour
****IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE! ****I hope you enjoy this new story as much I have writing it. I hope you can revel in the awesome-ness that is Life Without The Glamour. If you like the first chapter- let me know! I am a writer by trade but a student by day. Review, PM me, do anything. Let me know if you want me to write more. Its only a click away! If you want something to happen- like Edward getting a pie thrown at him - I can make it happen! Just tell me! This is the reader's story as much as it is my own.
Chapter One - BITCH YOU MAD!
Bellas Point Of View
"DAMNNNN GIRL, HOW ARE YOU NOT TAPPING THAT? I WOULD TAP THAT ALL NIGHT LONGGGGGGGGGG" Rose yelled while guzzling down more tequila. Straight from the bottle - just great. Rose was my agent. Dare I say, my best friend? I had no one in this life. Everyone life apart from Rose. It shows who a person really is. Rose, well she was a wife that didn't want to go home. Her husband Royce was never home. Well her ex-husband. The divorce was filed as adultery. Or in her description – 'He was too busy nailing their maid to even notice her' Rosalie was your bombshell blonde. She was the woman that made men want her ~ even the occasional woman whereas I had no one. I wasn't the bombshell Rose was. I was just a voice. A singer at best.
"Rose, I am just going to a premier with him this weekend, remember?" I said while taking out the loops that weighed down my ears. I placed them on the counter along with my other jewellery.
"With Cullen?" She shrieked excitedly. "I am telling you this because I love ya! You need to get laid quickly! If you don't jump his bones – or bone – I will jump Emmett for ya, lass!" Rose giggled and knocked back another glass. I grabbed another bowl and filled it with popcorn. I sat on the counter and stared at her as she poured another cup, my skirt rising in the process. How could a woman that beautiful be with a fool like Royce?
"What did you see in Royce?" I asked quietly, hoping the alcohol would help her tell the truth. She paused before putting the handful of popcorn in her mouth.
"I have no idea, Belly-bean. I thought I loved him. I really did. But, the love was gone. Y'know when you love someone so much that you'd do anything for them? I didn't want to anymore. He wasn't into me anymore – as a wife you want to feel sexy and with him I felt like a potato!" I nodded. "He isn't even good in bed!" She yelled. She actually smiled. The only time I see her smile – when she is not drinking – was when she was drooling over Emmett Cullen. The man, I was assigned to go to the premier with. Rose should take my place. She would love to break his heart.
Ringgggggggggg...ringggggggggggggggg...Rose's mobile rang. I picked it up, hoping that it wasn't Royce. He had rung her phone quite a lot – when she walked away from him in their lawyer's office.
"Rosalie Hales' phone, this is Bella, how may I help you?" I answered. It was her business phone.
"Hello, it's Emmett Cullen. I was hoping to use your service again for the premier. You see my brother Edward doesn't seem to have a date. I was hoping there was another person available?" He asked politely. I smiled to myself. Operation: Get over Royce is a-go!
"Well, Mr Cullen, I will talk to Rosalie in the morning and fill her in with the details and phone you back, on this number?" I asked. He agreed and bid his farewells. Maybe I could spice up Rosalie's life and give her Emmett? She wouldn't know right?
Have you guessed my line of work yet?
An escort – a posh prostitute as many would say. Or when I went on a 'date' with an Englishman – a posh prozzy! Rose ran the biggest escort business in California. She could have many girls under her belt but she only chose to have her closest. That was a small number of five – five girls that she trusted not to ruin her reputation. Some organisations had more than five. Twenty or maybe thirty – covering just one state!
The television blared through to the kitchen. Was this a sign?
"EDWARD CULLEN! Party-boy extraordinaire no more! Edward was spotted coming out of the Rehabilitation Center just a few hours ago. Has the party boy era moved on? Listen in this week to find out!"
Was this the Edward Cullen that was going to be Rose's client? Lets hope not.
"HEY LOOK BELLA! I CAN FLY!" Rose shouted from the back garden. She had found the trampoline. I sighed. Seriously? I get back from a date and she is more wasted then I am! Fuck it! I jumped onto the trampoline and we both jumped until our legs went jelly. Before drifting off to sleep on the bed of the trampoline I heard Rose saying:
"Thank you for all of this Bells, y'know I love you right?" I smiled and hugged her while she snored off to sleep.
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