Edward Antony POV:
After I called Emmett, he came with his wife and we made a plan. Rosealie would pick Bella up and bring her to Montreal. The only thing I didn't think of was, Bella and need to 'live'. When Rosealie called me saying she was going to drop Emmett off at a outdoor store because she and Bella were going to "grosses bites, grosses seins, le sexe génial". I think I had a mini heart attack. My sister-in-law, is taking my intended to a sex shop?
While we were in the store I couldn't help but think what Isabella was doing. What was she looking for, who chose to go into the sex shop?
After about forty-five minutes Emmett got a text letting him know that the girls were on their way out. We got into my car then we followed them out to their next spot.
We were driving for twenty minutes, I looked around and saw we were at a wing spot, Wild Wings. The girls walked in and then Emmett and I followed, I wanted to sit at the same table as them just so I could keep an eye on Isabella at all times. We opted for a table close to them but not too close as to let her know I was following her.
The waitress came up to our table, "Bonjour, my name is Louise, our specials today are; five and a quarter draft- Export or Canadian, and our feature flavour is, honey hot. We also have a challenge today, who ever can drink and eat the most beer and wings gets five hundred dollars. Do you know what you want?"
"I'll have the challenge." I heard Emmett say, he always thinks with is stomach or is dick.
"And for you sir?" Louise asked me.
"I'll have a pint of Export and a pound and a half o the honey hot wings."
"I'll get that for you, and sir you have some completion with the challenge, we have another challenger here, do you want to share a table so we can keep track of both of you please?"
We both stood up and walked over to where the girl was competing. And who would it be, but Isabella. Of course. This could go very wrong or it could be very right.
Once Isabella saw me, she gave me the "look", the "I-will-kill-you-look-if-you-dare-talk-to-me" look. I think I felt my balls retreat for a half a second.
The manager walked out, and following him there were to waitress carrying the challenge. Once the food went onto the table, I saw both competitors, Isabella and Emmet, take a big gulp.
The manager came over and explained the rules, "you each have a pound and a half of wings to start, you also have 4 pints of beer, sir you chose Export and miss you chose Canadian. You will have forty-five minutes to eat as much as you can, once your first pound and a half are finished you will automatically be given a second pound and a half to eat. This will continue until times up. Have you both signed the waiver sateing that you have a ride home?"
They both said yes they signed it, the competion began.
Emmett, downed his first pint in a gulp. He put the whole wing into his mouth and cleaned the meat right off. Isabella had finished a pint and a half of her beer, and she cleared what look like to be half a pound in about five mintes. Damn, she could eat. While they were compeating Rose came over and talked to me for a bit.
"So I know, why she wants to live." She told me, I didn't say anything, I just waited to hear what she was going to tell me next. "She's lived in a bubble her entire life, first it was imposed by her father, then she put on upon her self. Edward, you have to promise me, that once you get her to Toronto that you will give her the freedom that she has been looking for as well as the compaionship that she needs. If you don't promise me this I will remove any and all tracking devices, change her hair and her clothes and move her to a different country." She gave me her "I-mean-buissness-look".
I faceed her and said, "Rose, you have my word as your bother-in-law and futre MOB boss, I will give her what her heart truely desiers, if it is not marrying me and helping her leave the family buissness, I will help her. Or if its the freedom and compainonship then I will giver her that."
"Good, that means I will continue helping you," she smiled.
I lost track of how much the two have eaten, but by the look of things, Isabella was well on her way to becoming drunk. Emmett was staring her down as if she was the Devil Incarnate. I laughed inside me head.
About five minutes later, I saw one of the waitress' come back with four pints of beer, two for the each of them. At that point, I knew that Isabella had enough, if she had any more she would more likely get alcohol poisoning. I stood up and garbed her arm, as Rosealie did the same to her husband. We asked them to stop the clock, they only had two mintes to go, so it was decied to count it as times up insead if withdrawl. The manager and waitress' counted the piints and wings.
"We have a winner,"
AN: Sorry for the long delay.. Writers block sucks! But I'm hoping that I'm back! Thanks so much to Star, you're awesome girl! Please review because reviews are smiles :)