War 23 (E.P.O.V) don't own anything!
"Are you really this stupid, or is it just a weekend special?" I asked as Emmett walked to our table with three neon giant cups, their shape long and beaker-ish.
"Now now Edward, don't be so hateful. I wanted to do this last time we came, but Jasper ran off after Betsy gave him that…interesting search."
Jasper shuddered and thoughts of him hang cuffed to a futon she had 'left' in her office came to my mind. That and also a long peacock feather. Wow, yeah didn't even want to know.
"Emmett, we don't drink." Jasper pointed out after his feeling of crying passed.
Emmett grinned, "Yes, but Carlisle never said we couldn't get drunk."
He looked so happy of the idea of acting even more stupid than normal and feeling disgusting from a hang over, the freak.
"It isn't going to work," I sang and he glared at me.
"Well if you're so sure, then you won't mind trying, now will you?"
Damn, he had me there.
I was pretty sure that it wouldn't work, but I had never tried, so I wasn't positive.
"Fine," I agreed, instantly regretting the very stupid choice as he placed the frou-frou drink in front of me.
"Why did we have to come here?" Jasper whined, his skin crawling from all of the feelings that were being passed around the smoky night club. It was called, Delight.
Yeah, I thought it was a horrid name as well.
"Jasper, my dear brother, this club is supposed to be highly acclaimed."
"As what, greatest place to be kidnapped?" I asked as I saw 15 year old looking girls dancing with guys in their 20's or higher, and believe me, their well being were not in mind.
"No Edward, best night club."
"I miss Alice," Jasper whined…again, looking around uncomfortable.
"Stop being a wussy and man up," Emmett scolded.
"Oh Emmett, Rose called saying that she won't be at home when we return because she plans on staying here for an extra week."
"What?!" he asked, looking completely lost and about ready to cry.
"Yeah puppy, go look for your owner," Jasper sneered, and Emmett pouted, finally figuring out that it wasn't true.
"Edward, you shouldn't talk, you get suicidal when Bella sneezes-"
"And I freely admit it," I interjected, thinking of my beautiful Bella.
I wanted to see her, and I would do whatever it took to do so, just hopefully I wouldn't be drunk, and with that I took a huge sip of my drink.