Outtake III – Rose Crossed the Line

"It's just Rose. I'll call her back later when we're back at the hotel," I told him.

"I don't mind if you talk to her now, B. More time for me later then," he lowly said, leaning closer to me.

I smiled at him before answering the phone.

"Hey, Rose, what's up?"

"Don't 'what's up' me, Bella! What are you doing?"

"What?" I said, confused about her irate tone.

"What the hell are you doing with that boy? You've known him a month and you travel to Philly to fuck each other's brains out? Bella, he can sex you up all you want, but he's using you as a summer fling. Like I told him, I don't see this lasting past summer, and I don't want to see you get your heart broken, Bella."

Like I told him…Rose had talked to Fudge? A quick glance over at him gave me the answer I needed as his fork clanged against his plate and his eyes widen.

"I'll talk to you later, Rose." I hung up before she could respond. Fudge tried to explain, but I stopped him, just wanting to finish my food and get back to the hotel.

At the hotel, he explained that Rose approached him on the boardwalk and voiced her doubts about his intentions. I was stupid not to think Rose would do that again, but this time, her claws were sharpened, ready to strike and end Fudge. I was sure his age was part of it, but also how animatedly I talked about him with Rose.

We didn't talk much getting ready for bed, but the next morning, we were tangled up in each other. The feeling of his soft hair through my hands was comforting, it almost made me want to fall asleep again. However, I needed to do something before he woke up.

I softly kissed his forehead then escaped his hold on me with my phone in hand. With a soft click of the bathroom door, I dialed my phone.

"Hey-"

"Rose, be quiet. I understand you're trying to protect me, but you crossed the line. Edward doesn't deserve your shit. He's a good guy."

"He's eighteen, Bella. Don't you remember when you were eighteen? Think of the douches in high school!"

"Can't you be a little more optimistic for once in your life? I get it, your parents went through a crappy divorce with you in the middle of everything, but it doesn't make a slippery slope for everyone else. You have Emmett, why can't I have Edward?"

"Emmett's our age and has experienced the world more. Edward doesn't know what he wants in life. I see him as using you as a sample from the buffet of females out there. Use you during the summer to improve himself in the sack then use all those skills at college."

Her words should've affected me, but they weren't. Based on that, I knew I trusted Fudge wholeheartedly. Rose may have those opinions, but I knew Edward.

"Rose, you can say what you want about Edward, but if you keep insulting my boyfriend, I'm going to have to stab you in the throat with your red bottoms. If you're really my friend, you'll shut your trap and never approach Edward like that again. You have a problem with us, you tell me or both of us. I love him. He loves me. That's that."

Silence. "I still think he's trouble."

"Then I guess we won't be seeing each other a lot anymore. I'm not ghosting you, but if you can't accept Edward in my life, you can't be such a significant part of my life anymore."

And with that, I ended the call.

I found him still fast asleep in bed. I snuggled up closely to his body, wrapping myself around him. Rose was my best friend, and despite the saying 'chicks before dicks,' I had to put this dick before my chick. I couldn't lose my Fudge Boy and he couldn't lose his Triple B /Lobster Girl.

The rest of our trip was a blast. Especially eating the fudge off each other.

It was cruel of me to leave him with a stiff dick for his drive back home after he dropped me off at home. Just the thought had me laughing.

The next morning, I was enjoying some coffee and scrolling aimlessly through my phone when the doorbell rang. Imagine my surprise when I found Rose on the other side.

"I'm sorry for treating Edward like a little shit. I'm still not a hundred percent sure of him, but I promise to be respectful of him while we're in each other's presence. I want to be in your life more than the occasional friend you see every few weeks. I never intended to destroy four years of friendship over trying to protect you. I'm truly sorry, Bella"

In the years that I'd known Rosalie Hale, I heard her apologize, genuinely apologize, maybe twice. And trust me, there were things that she should've apologized for, but didn't. In conjunction with her apology, her body language exuded remorse, showing me just how much our friendship meant to her.

"I'll hold you to it, Rose. I accept your apology, but-"

"I won't, I promise," she interrupted, knowing what I was going to say. Rose wasn't much of a hugger, but she quickly pulled me into a hug. I sighed softly, hugging her back. "Now come on. Let's go get massages and facials, my treat."


Posted: February 22, 2020

I apologize for the long delay. I promise I'll get the last two outtakes posted in a reasonable time. I have not written the future take because school and work's taking up most of my time. Back to Edward's POV for the last two outtakes though. The next outtake's title: PARTY!

See you guys soon!