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Disclaimer 2: I am not responsible for anyone trying these crazy ideas in real life. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, do not try this stuff at home. It's fun to read about Bella's book and the fantasies she has for revenge, but it's not funny in real life. It just leads to a criminal record and it makes you look sad. Don't be THAT girl. Take a note from Bella and write down all of your revenge ideas.

A/N: Here is the bribe for reviewing Chapter 2 in "A Woman Scorned."


3 1/2 Years Ago (RPOV)

I just left my best friend in my guest room after she cried herself to sleep. I am going to kill Edward and Tanya when I get my hands on them.

Fucking dirty-ass sluts.

How do you nicely tell your best friend that she married a douche bag? I mean come-on! I know he's hot and all, but the only thing he ever talks about is becoming a doctor.

I want to save lives... blah, blah, blah.

He's just now finishing his last year of residency. How in the hell is he finding time to fuck his wife, let alone Tanya?

I guess I shouldn't be surprised. He was a junior when Bella and I started at the University of Chicago. Before he dated her, he used to be such a player; however, I never thought he would cheat on her.

I don't have time to ponder the why's. Bella is family and you don't fuck with family. I'm going to make those bastards pay for messing with my girl.

-o-o-o-

The next afternoon I sat down to have a chat with Jasper. "Hey, how bad would it be if the paper got wind of Bella's impending divorce?" I asked him.

"In all reality, it would probably speed things along. You know Momma Liz won't like people bad mouthing her son. It might pressure Edward to settle in mediation, instead of court. He and Bella have a hefty pre-nup, but there are still negotiations to be made," Jasper pondered. "Hell, if Bella is ok with it, it might be a wise move to leak it to the paper."

When Bella came back into the kitchen, I slyly asked her, "Hey B, would you be really upset if everyone found out about the affair?"

She looked at me as if she were trying to determine my motives. "It would be awkward, but I don't have anything to hide. Rosalie, that little smirk on your face is creeping me out. What are you planning?"

-o-o-o-

Monday morning, I walked into the offices of the Chicago Tribune and headed straight to my boss, Lauren Mallory's office. Ever since she had found out that I knew Isabella and Edward Masen, she had been pumping me for information.

That's what I get for going to an expensive private college....

As the daughter of one of Chicago's most prominent lawyers, Bella was considered part of Chicago society. Throw in her trust fund and the fact that she does charity work, and she is a society page writer's dream.

Edward on the other hand, is the son of Elizabeth Gold-Masen and Edward Masen, Sr. Elizabeth comes from a line of old money and Edward Masen, Sr. is a prominent Cardiologist in Chicago. The size of his trust fund and his mother's connections insure him a spot as one of Chicago's elite.

The two of them together are a force to be reckoned with. They are beautiful, rich, charismatic, and powerful. Lauren has been begging me for ages to get them to do a piece for the Tribune.

"Good Morning Lauren," I sang. "You are going to be a very happy girl today."

And so am I....

"Why is that Rosalie?" she questioned.

"What if I told you that I could get you insider information on the upcoming divorce between Isabella and Edward Masen. We're talking about juicy details that only friends know," I taunted.

"I would say you could have pretty much anything you want," Lauren cautiously replied.

"I want a week of paid-time-off so that Bella and I can take a much needed vacation after the divorce. I will be your inside source and will help you get pictures and quotes for each article. Do we have a deal?" I bartered.

"Done, Hale. Go talk to Jacob about writing the articles and be sure to let me know when you will need that time off," Lauren replied.

I hummed as I made it down to Jacob Black's desk. He was the society columnist for the Tribune and he also wrote an internet blog, "Black-Tie Affair?!?". His blog was quite racy and he was considered the Perez Hilton of Chicago. I was definitely going to feed him information for the blog too.

"Hey Jacob. I have some insider information for you. Isabella Masen will be filing for divorce today. Edward was screwing around with her best-friend, divorce attorney Tanya Denali," I stated.

"Really?" he questioned. "Are we going to be able to get comments for the paper to make this worth my while?"

"If you want the best comments for the paper, only call Tanya Denali and Elizabeth Gold-Masen today," I stated. "Be sure to mention the affair and ask if it's true. If you call Elizabeth right now, I guarantee you Edward will call me by the end of the day. I will IM you and we will get a fun quote from him. Just be sure to hang around your cubicle today."

I went back into my office and waited for Edward's impending call. I knew Elizabeth would call Edward when she got off the phone with Jacob. If there was one thing that was important to Elizabeth Gold-Masen, it was appearances. I felt kind of bad for sicking Momma Liz on Edward, but he started this war.

I made a quick sign that said, "Tell Edward thanks for the quote," that I could flash at Jacob during our call. I just needed to get Edward to lose his cool and he would be sure to say something dumb.

-o-o-o-

At 4 pm my cell phone display lit up with the name Edward. "Hello, Doucheward," I answered.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Rosalie!" were the first words screamed out of his mouth.

Holding back a giggle, I replied, "What do you mean?" I quickly IM'd Black to come down to my cubicle.

As he started to reply, I cut him off and said, "Edward my phone is dying. Can you call me back at work?" I hung up the phone and waited for my phone to ring. Jacob came running around the corner as I picked up the phone on speaker.

"Sorry about that Edward. What can I do for you?" I calmly stated.

"What you can do for me is stop giving the Tribune information on my private life. My Mother just called and ripped me a new one for possibly having an affair and getting a divorce!" he spat at me.

"As I heard it, it definitely wasn't just a possibility Edward. It was a reality," I stated.

"What the fuck, Rose? Bella and I are not getting a divorce. I'm sure that we can work through this. We don't need you sicking the paper or my Mom on us!" Edward yelled.

Good. He was angry now and wouldn't be thinking straight.

"Oh hi, Jacob. Come on in. Edward, Jacob is here. You don't mind that you are on speaker, do you?" I quickly questioned.

"Why would I care about that, Rose? I need you to kill this article. Please don't hurt Bella any more than she needs to be," he pleaded.

Give me a break...

"You and I both know that you are more concerned about Momma Liz killing you than Bella. It's not like I told the paper that you like kinky sex," I lazily replied.

I grabbed my sign and waited for his reply.

"Who cares if I like kinky sex? The affair and any kinky sex is my business, not yours or the Tribune's, Rose!" he yelled.

I quickly held up the sign to Jacob and he stated in a professional voice, "Thank you for the quote, Mr. Masen. You have given me enough information for the article." Jacob waved and said, "Bye, Rose."

"What! No, I did not give you a comment. Rose, he can't use that! I was just talking to you, not the paper," Edward yelled.

"Actually, Edward he can. You directly called the paper on a land line. I informed you that a reporter was in the room, and asked you if you minded that he was listening to our conversation," I laughed out. "You really should learn to control that temper."

He mumbled, "Fuck."

I sang out, "Goodbye, Doucheward!"

Now I just need to have someone go get a picture of Tanya's broken nose.....