Bella's Point Of View

As soon as I shut the door in Edward's face, I instantly knew that I desperately wanted to know what he was going to tell me. And I knew I shouldn't care, but I was certain that he would have a completely reasonable answer to what happened. I decided to let him explain, and opened the door, hoping that he would still be there. But instead of Edward, I had Emmett standing there.

"Hi Bella."

I didn't say anything back. I just ran up to him and hugged him. Then the tears started. And it felt really good to be able to just cry. I knew that he wouldn't try to say anything comforting because he knew that it would only make things worse.

"Come on, let's so inside."

"Okay." I wiped my eyes and walked with Emmett inside me room.

He let out a whistle. "Nice room."

"Yeah. Trust him to make this a memorable honeymoon." I started tearing up again.

"Still not over it huh? And I guess that pile of lingerie isn't helping?" This made me do one of those laughs while you cry and out comes out snotty.

"Wanna go get a drink?"

"Don't you want to hang out with Rose?" Speaking of which, where were they? "Hang on a sec. I want to call the girls." I walked into the bathroom and dialled Alice's number.

"Helloooooo?" She was drunk.

"Where are you girls? Are you okay?"

She hiccupped. "Yeah we're fine. Don't worry about us. We're having fun and we'll be home soon. Love you!" And then she hung up. I decided to call Rose to see if they were okay to come home and got o their room. Rose said the same thing. That they're fine and that they'll be home soon. I walked out to find Emmett organising an outfit for me.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting you an outfit ready. Looking good in a room full of drunk men staring at you will make you feel a lot better. Trust me." He said, handing me gray dress with little stone details around the neckline.

"Fine, I'll come with you. Only if you promise to let me pick the shoes."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Fine, I'll meet you downstairs."

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When I was done, I walked to the hotel bar and tried to find Emmett. While I was walking through the bar, I realised the Emmett was right. All these drunken men gawking at me really did make me feel better. When I did find Emmett sitting at the bar, he joined one of the many me who were gawking at me.

"Wow. Bella, you look great."

"Are you drunk Emmett Cullen?"

He took a swig of his scotch. "Nope. Here." He said, handing me a martini.

"Thanks." I accepted it happily and downed the entire thing in two sips. I really needed this.

"You really do look good Bells. Edward's and idiot for screwing things up with you. If I were lucky enough to have you in my life, I would never let you go." This was getting a little awkward.

"Okay Casanova. Bu you do remember that you have a girlfriend."

"Things aren't going so well with Rosie anymore. She thinks that I'm hooking up with seven different girls every day."

"Well, reassuring her that you are not doing that might help the situation."

"She won't listen to me."

I looked at the time on my phone and realised that it was getting late. And the more drunk Emmett got, the more he seemed to flirt with me.

"Look Emmett, this has been fun, but I really have to go." I got up and started collecting my things, when he offered to escort me up. I sighed. The way things were going, he would probably need to sleep in my room. On the couch, mind you.

"Fine."

While we were waiting for the elevator, he had to lean on me to be able to stand upright. He really did have a lot to drink. When we got to my room I opened the door and turned around to say goodnight to Emmet. When I did turn, he was standing a lot closer to me than I thought.

"Um, Goodnight Emmett." I stood on my toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. In response, he cupped my face and kissed me. I pushed him away.

"What the hell Emmett? You're with Rose!"

"We broke up. And Bella, I love you!"

"WHAT! No you don't! You love Rose." He kissed me again. And this time, I kissed back. I really missed male attention and, in the back of my mind, I thought that this was the perfect way to get back at Edward. We ended up walking into the room and on my bed. All the while, the kissing still continued. Things were getting pretty heated (as in my hair was messy, the dress was off one shoulder and my dress was around my waist) when there was a knock at the door.

"Ignore it. Whoever it is, they'll go away." He said while peppering kisses all across my collarbones. The knocking didn't stop. Instead, the door opened.

"WHAT?"

I pulled away from Emmett to find Edward standing in the doorway.

"What are you still doing here? And how did you get in?" I asked.

"This room is under my name. I got a spare key. What is he doing here?"

He didn't even give Emmett a chance to explain. He lifted him off the bed and hit him in the face.

"EDWARD!" I yelled at him while trying to pull him off Emmett.

"GET OUT OF THIS ROOM NOW!" Edward yelled at Emmett and pushed him out of the room and slammed the door in his face. When Edward turned around, the expression on his face told me that I was in big trouble.

Edward's Point Of View

When Bella pushed me out of her room, I stood outside for a good five minutes before I realised that she wouldn't answer it if I knocked again. So I did the next best thing. I went down to the hotel bar to get a drink.

About an hour into my drinking, I saw Bella walk into the bar and look for someone. Probably one of the girls. She looked really good and a realised that I wasn't the only one that thought so. It seemed like all the men in the room turned to stare at Bella. And I just wanted to hit them all. I knew that she wasn't technically mine anymore, but I was still possessive over her.

When she found who she was looking for (a guy who looked a lot like Emmett, but I was drunk, so what did I know?) She sat down and ordered one martini after another after another. I was starting to worry about the amount of alcohol she was consuming, but I didn't want her to know that I was watching her. That would just make her even more angry.

After two hours of watching Bella drink into a stupor, Bella and the mystery man walked to the elevators. Me, being the drunk creep that I was, decided to follow them. I realised that they were probably going back to her suite, so I managed to charm the girl working behind the desk to give me a spare key to 'my' room.

What I was not expecting to find there was my brother on top of Bella making out with her while her dress was practically around her waist. So I did what any other jealous ex-fiancé would do, and punched him and told him to get out. I turned to Bella and tried to calm myself down before I spoke to her.

"Bella how could you." I was trying so hard to contain my anger that my hands were shaking.

"What's it to you. Isn't this what you and Heidi were doing?"

"Bella, he's my brother..." I said through clenched teeth. I really just wanted to hit something.

"And? What's the difference between what you just saw and what happened with you and Heidi?"

"HE'S MY BROTHER!" I yelled, punching the wall right next to her which made her jump.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

I was breathing heavily. "You know what? We'll talk when you get back to New York. I really need to...just...yeah." I couldn't even finish that sentence so I walked out of her room and into the one I booked.

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When morning came, my hangover came with it. It was only then when I realised that I punched a wall in a five star hotel. And that I would have to pay for it.

I started packing my bag. When that was done, I contemplated going over to Bella's room and trying to talk to her again. But when I got to the door, I remembered what I saw last night and decided against it. But then I had an idea. Emmett ruined my relationship so I would ruin his. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone.

"Hey Rose, it's Edward.."