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{Rude Awakening}

{1. The Morning After}

{Bella}

The sun was blinding as it peeked through the curtains. The random footsteps of passing strangers in the hallway outside the door sent shock waves through my ears and into my brain. I rolled over in bed, away from the light, away from the noise, and tried to suppress the nausea that the motion prompted.

I lay there for a while with my eyes pressed tightly closed and inhaled steadily. How much had I had to drink last night? Too much obviously. I was counting the fifth round when a new sound mixed in with the muffled hustle and bustle of the lively hotel that surrounded me. Snoring. Soft but manly snoring. I snapped my eyes open on reflex and gazed at the figure laying in bed with me.

Edward.

God, no! I lifted the bed blankets cautiously. Naked. We were both bare ass naked.

A groan escaped his throat and his eyes fluttered open. He studied my face for a moment and in his beautiful green eyes I could see the horror on my face reflected back at me.

"Bella?" He croaked. I nodded silently. In a repeat of my earlier move he lifted the blankets, saw that we were naked, flopped back down and covered his face with his hands. "Christ." He muttered.

I got up wordlessly and hurried to the bathroom. I was too mortified to say anything.

-{}-

{Edward}

"Christ." I muttered mentally scolding myself. She must have thought my outburst was directed towards her because she got out of bed without a word and high tailed it to the bathroom. I rubbed my eyes with the heal of my hands and mentally berated myself.

Why did this always happen? Bella and I hadn't been together for two years. We'd both dated other people since then. So why was it that every time we got a little drunk and had something to celebrate we ended up in bed together. This was what? The third time? Every time was a mistake because it messed up our friendship for months on end. It wasn't fair. I could not continue to let myself use her like that.

And what about Jasper and Alice? This was supposed to be their honeymoon. They were nice enough to invite the four of us to come along. Now it was ruined. Bella and I would spend the whole time ignoring each other, everyone would be uncomfortable and it was all my fault.

'Idiot!' I screamed at myself. 'You promised after last time that this would never happen again. You know you can't trust yourself around Bella.'

And what about Tanya? She was still hoping for a reconciliation. I promised her that we would try to work it out when we got back. Now what am I supposed to tell her?

I wanted to cry. I probably would have if I wasn't so determined to fix this. Tears solved nothing. I got out of bed. Then I headed for the bathroom.

-{}-

{Bella}

"Stupid, stupid, gah!" I muttered to myself while standing under the shower head. The heat of the water cascading down my body felt wonderful on my tense muscles but did nothing to release my stress. I promised myself after last time that this would never happen again and yet here I was. Same situation different circumstances.

Why did this keep happening?

I'll tell you why. Because I have no self control when it comes to Edward Cullen. Even after our relationship soured. Even after all the fighting and the bullshit. Even after we decided that we loved each other too much not to be friends but not enough to be in a relationship I still could not trust myself around him.

The truth was simple. I still loved him. Even though our relationship was long dead he was still my first love and I still loved him.

The problem was I didn't know what kind of love it was. Was it a brotherly love? A romantic love? Or was it a lusty love? It was hard to say because whenever we slept together we were so drunk that neither of us remembered much.

I remembered getting off the plane at McCarran International airport. Emmett was a little motion sick so we stopped at the bathrooms before gathering our luggage. We left out the main entrance only to find a huge white stretch limo parked out front with a chauffeur carrying a sign that said "CULLEN". A present from Jasper. Alice's eyes lit up and he winked at her.

I remembered being so happy for her as the limousine whisked us away to our hotel. When we pulled onto the main drag everyone marveled at the spectacular sight before us. Now wonder that Las Vegas is the city that never sleeps. Who could with all those lights?

After that the real fun began. We checked into our adjoining suites at the Four Seasons and wandered over to Mandalay Bay Casino for some gambling. The last thing I really remember after that is Emmett winning his big six two quinella in the greyhound bar and Edward sulking because he had lost his big hand in poker. I tried to make him feel better by buying him his favorite drink, a Grateful Dead, and after two of them he started to get a little silly.

Apparently I did too.

A knock on the door interrupted my train of thought and I groaned slightly. There was only one person in the world that could be and it was the last person I wanted to see.

I tried to ignore him but when I didn't answer he knocked again. Louder this time. My ears throbbed at the noise. "Bella," He pleaded through the locked door. "Bella can I talk to you? Please?"

"Be out in a minute." I called, my voice crackling. The bagging stopped. Now all I had to do was stay in the shower until check out time and everything would be fine.

-{}-

{Edward}

"Bella, I just came in to grab a few... AHH! What the! What are you doing here and for God's sake put some clothes on!" Rosalie shrieked at me.

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" I scolded.

She raised her key card and gave me a sarcastic grin. "This is my hotel room jackass! Where's Bella?" She looked at my bare attire and then in the direction of the bathroom door finally realizing what was happening. "Oh for the love of... GOD! Tell me you didn't Edward. Swear it!" She screeched taking a step closer to me and jabbing her index finger in my direction.

"I don't see how that's any of your business." I usually wasn't this rude to a lady. Even Rosalie but the tension and my hangover was spilling into my words as I spoke. I didn't want to be having this conversation with her. I wanted to have it with Bella.

Rosalie's eyes bugged out. "Not my business? You fucked my best friend in my hotel room and it's not my business? Get out!"

"Ros -"

"Out! Edward!"

I put my hands out in front of me in defense and moved in the direction of my clothes. I pulled them on as quick as I could and scrambled past Rosalie. She never took her eyes off of me.

-{}-

{Bella}

I thought I heard yelling over the sound of the water but shrugged it off. After all, we were in Vegas, it could have been anything. A few seconds later came another knock on the door.

"Bella, it's me." Rosalie called. Ah, so it was yelling I heard. Edward and Rose had always been what the Urban Dictionary would call Frenemies. Or a person you don't really like but are forced to spend time with anyway. In Edward and Rosalie's case they would never hang out at all if it wasn't for the fact that he and Emmett were brothers and her and Emmett were fucking. That sort of forced them to coexist.

I rinsed my hair and shut the water off. It wasn't until I was drying that I realized that I had no clothing to change into. "Uh, Rose?" I called out to her. "Do you mind getting me some clothes to change into?" I heard her sigh through the door but in a few short minutes came another knock.

"Here you go." She said as casually as she could while passing the clothes to me. I stepped out a few minutes later fully dressed and clean. Rose was sitting on the bed watching me carefully.

"So," She started with a disgusted look on her face. "I came in to get some toiletries and instead of you I find a red headed monkey standing completely naked in the center of the room. I guess I don't have to ask what you did last night. Or who."

I rolled my eyes. Sometimes Rosalie was just too big of a bitch. Even for me. "It wasn't like that." I started to explain. "Besides, where do you think he went last night? I assume of course that you and Emmett were keeping each other company."

She waved her hand in dismissal. "I didn't care where he was. He could have been in jail for all I knew. Just please don't tell me that you were drunk, Bella, we've all heard that one before."

"It's true though!" I asserted.

She scoffed. "Look Bella, if two want to fuck just fuck. Don't tiptoe around each other like virgins and pretend that you don't care about each other."

"I don't know what I want." I stated honestly.

She snorted. "Alcohol speaks the truth, hun. How many times have you told me that?"

"You and Emmett are different." She quirked an eyebrow at me and shook her head.

"How?"

"You guys are just fucking. There's no feelings behind it. Edward and me have a past. There was love there."

Her eyebrow shot up higher. "Was?" She repeated.

"Okay is, but it's a different sort of love."

"Whatever you say, Bella. Whatever you say."

-{}-

{Edward}

When the door clicked shut behind me I took the few short steps down the hall and pulled my own key card out of my pocket. I opened the door and found Emmett laying face down, naked on one of the beds.

He tilted his head to face me and gave me a sloppy smile.

"Dude..." He said dragging out the word. "Tell me you didn't."

I sighed and sat down on the opposite bed. "I don't know how it happened." I tried to answer.

He cut me off with a snort and rolled onto his side not bothering to cover himself up. There was no point really. I'd seen his cock more times then I could count anyway. "You don't know how it happened? What are you a fucking fourth grader?"

"That's not what I meant." I hissed. "I know how it happened, just nothing before that."

He shook his head at me and chuckled. "I'll tell you what happened. I won my bet, you lost yours. You started sulking. Bella bought you a few rounds and you two disappeared."

I hung my head in my hands. "I really did it this time, man. I really messed up."

Emmett booming laughter made me snap my head up and glare at him. "Dude, you're in Vegas! That's what this place is built on! Gambling, Drugs, Sex. That's why people come here!"

"But Bella.."

"Bella and you will be back to buddies in no time, man. Just fucking chill okay? We're on vacation!"

I tried to feel optimistic as I lumbered into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Maybe Emmett was right. Maybe this whole thing would just blow over and a good time would be had by all. Somehow I doubted it. But for everyone's sake I would try.