Classes were done for the day, and I was making my way home when I got an email informing me that while the client had gone for the pitch, they wanted to deal with someone more 'seasoned'. I should be used to this by know, but it still hurt to know that the clients still thought of me as inexperienced. I was working in the consultancy for the last year. I worked harder then most of the permanent employees there, and I was the one being snubbed.

I threw all my belongings into my car, and let out a frustrated sigh. Just as I was about to message Edward to bail in dinner, my phone started ringing in my hand.

"Hey gorgeous. What do you feel like eating tonight? I was thinking Chinese, but then I passed this awesome little Italian place on the way home, so I was thinking…"

"Edward?"

"Yeah?"

I was trying really hard to hold back the tears that were threatening to escape. "Do you mind if I just spend tonight alone? Go out with Maria, or your brother. I wont be much fun tonight."

"Why? What happened?"

"The client went for my pitch, they just decided to use someone with more experience."

"I'm sorry Bells."

"Yeah. Its fine. This is why you should do something else. I'm just being a Debbie Downer."

"I'm on my way home now."

"Edward…."

"Bella, being alone right now isn't the best idea right now. We'll just chill out at home, finish a whole bottle of wine, and talk about it. Sound good?"

"Okay."

"See you soon."

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The first thing I did when I got home was take a bath. As clichéd and girly as that sounded (especially when experiencing such high emotional drama), it really did relax me. What wasn't as relaxing was Rose bursting into the bathroom two seconds after I had just stepped into the tub.

"Nope! Not happening!" She yelled, going around the room and blowing out all of my candles.

"Jeez. Way to kill the mood. And so what if I just want to wallow in misery for a while?"

"Bella, how many times have we been over this?''

"Enough times to know that you don't really have to lecture me while I'm naked in the tub!"

She just rolled her eyes. "Get up and get dressed. We're going out."

"Going out usually involves a celebration of some kind. I highly doubt that in my situation there's anything to celebrate."

"I'm giving you five minutes. If you're not out by then, I pull you out by your hair." She said, turning back into my room and looking through my shoe closet.

That alone made me leave the bathroom in record time. She was forever claiming that we were the same size, and certain pairs were always missing from my closet.

"I'm out. Now what?"

Rose was interrupted by loud banging coming from the kitchen.

"I don't care! She's my friend and she could use someone that she could talk to right now!"

Rose and I got as close to the kitchen as possible to eavesdrop of his conversation. From the sounds of it, Maria wasn't too happy with the fact that he wanted to spend time with me tonight.

Of course, I thought it would be a brilliant idea to sneeze. Which resulted in Edward turning to glare at me. Brilliant.

"Let me call you ba…" he was cut off by, what I assumed, was Maria hanging up on him. Typical.

I waved at him from behind the wall.

"How's it hanging Eddie?"

He scowled at me.

"You know I hate that nickname. And you're awfully chipper for someone who called me in tears not even ten minutes ago."

"Rose threatened bodily harm if I stayed home and wallowed in misery. So we're going out apparently. Yay!" I said, sarcastically.

"Want to come? From the sounds of your phone call, which I wasn't listening to, you could use a good stiff drink."

I saw him about to interrupt me, to make some sort of lewd comment, no doubt, but cut him off.

He sighed. "You're always ruing my fun Bells. But yeah, I'll come with you guys. Give me fifteen minutes."

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Half an hour later, he were standing in line waiting to get into some new club, with some equally pretentious name. Blanca? Mauve? Named after some sort of colour? I could never remember. What I did remember was that I hated going out. Getting dressed up required something that showcased your boobs and/or ass, and then having to wait a good hour in the freezing cold to get into the place. Once in, there was an even longer wait to get a drink at the bar. So yeah. What a great way to spend a night. I was growing to hate Rose more and more every second.

"See isn't this fun!" She yelled over the loud bass coming out of the club.

"Just super. How much longer to we have to wait? I feel like I'm going to lose a tit to frostbite." I mumbled.

"Not long now. I just talked to the bouncer. A friend of a friend. We're in." Edward said, grabbing both Rose's and mine arm and dragging us into the club. What Edward also failed to mention was that he also knew the club owner, which meant that we were then ushered into one of the VIP booths with table service provided. Huh. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad.

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After one too many glasses of whatever alcohol I was drinking (something fruity and highly alcoholic, always a good combination) I was starting to feel a little better.

"Hey Rose! Thanks for doing this. I really needed it." I yelled, knocking back the dregs of my drink. I was feeling buzzed. What was I even so upset about anyway?

"No problem. I always look out for my girls." She yelled back, raising her drink.

"And who's that gorgeous man making his way up here?"

We both turned to see an extremely burly man. Exactly Rose's type. This could end badly. Rose and alcohol rarely end well.

"This is Emmett. He owns the club." Edward got up to do that weird man fist bump/man hug thing and introduced us to him. As per usual, the guy took a particular interest in Rose, and two seconds later, they were 'dancing'. I use that term loosely, as they were just getting each other worked up. I'd give it wot more minutes before they left together.

"Wanna dance?" Edward pulled me from my thoughts. And my drink and pretty much dragged me onto the dance floor, where we proceeded to put Rose and Emmett to shame. I was really starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, and all I wanted to do was go home. I opened my mouth to tell Edward as such. In response, he kissed me.