Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of Stephenie Meyer. I am in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. However, the idea behind A Woman Scorned is mine. Plagiarism is bad. Just say no.
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: There have been many questions about my update schedule. I am aiming to update at least once a week (most likely on Sundays). Additionally, most chapters will have bribes.
2005 (3 Years Before Prologue)
Jasper shot me a dirty look and slapped his hand down over mine. I knew I was driving him crazy by drumming my fingernails on the conference table, but I was nervous. Today we would be finalizing details surrounding my divorce. After this afternoon, it was plausible that I would never see Edward again. It had been a crazy six months since I had left him with a bottle of lube. Edward was going to be angry about my demands concerning the divorce and about how the situation has played out so far. I was both anticipating and dreading seeing him this afternoon. As Jasper and I waited for Edward and his attorney to arrive, I thought back to the events that occurred the night I left Edward.
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(Flashback to Date of Betrayal)
Reality hit me as I walked out of our house and got into my car. I had just ended my nine-year relationship and two-year marriage with Edward. At the age of 27 I would become a divorcee. All I wanted to do was drink and forget the fact that my life was in shambles. In any other situation, I would call Tanya and tell her that I am on my way with the tequila. However, that was obviously not an option. My anger flared at the thought of her betrayal and I realized that I had one more stop to make tonight before I could completely break down.
I knew that Edward would be busy relieving himself for a few more minutes so I pulled out my phone to call Tanya before she could hear the news from him. I just had to keep her on the phone until I could drive over to her apartment. I needed to make sure that she would be there for our confrontation. Tanya's husky voice answered the phone after three rings, "Hey, B. Aren't you supposed to be out having some fun for your anniversary?"
OK. Use the fact that she sounds like shit to keep her on the phone. Be concerned Bella.
"Tanya, are you OK? It sounds like you've been crying," I asked.
Does she already know?
"No. I'm not OK. My life is so messed up. I was sexing up Alex today and he screamed out another woman's name," Tanya cried.
That's right bitch.
"I'm sure it was a mistake. Who's name did he call out?" I questioned.
"Well, here's the thing.... Alex is seeing someone else too. He called out the other woman's name and left right after he came. He didn't even get me off before he left. Don't get me wrong, the sex is usually amazing, but sometimes I think that's all it is. I just want us to be exclusive," she whined.
So you wanted him to leave me?
"I'm sorry, T. That sucks. Have you talked to him about this? Maybe you shouldn't be sleeping with him unless it's exclusive,"I calmly stated.
Or maybe you should just stay away from married men in general. Slut.
"It's a little more complicated than that. Enough about my man troubles. What's up? Why are you calling me on your anniversary?" she asked.
"Well Tanya, I need your help. I'm divorcing Edward," I sharply stated.
Oh, the irony that my home-wrecking, ex-best friend is a divorce attorney.
"What? Why?" she practically squealed. The hope in her voice was nauseating. She could at least pretend to be heartbroken for me.
Over-eager slut.
"He's having an affair. I need you to be my lawyer. What do you say T? Will you help me nail his ass? Not to mention, I have to find out who she is and make her life a living hell," I giddily said. I needed to keep her on the phone so Edward wouldn't be able to talk to her yet. Hopefully, she would think that I really wanted her to be my lawyer.
Tanya quietly asked me, "Bella, did he say if he loved her?"
You have got to be fucking kidding me.
"Seriously? That's what you're asking me? T, just tell me that you will represent me and help me get rid of the bastard," I demanded.
"Bella," she sighed. "I'm not really sure I should be your lawyer. I think I'm too close to this case to be objective. You and Edward are both my close friends," her voice trailed off nervously.
Yeah. I know exactly how close you are to the case. So close that my fucking husband was in you earlier.
I parked the car and started to walk up to Tanya's building. I quickly let myself in and started towards her door.
"Tanya. I'm your best friend. I've known you since we were in ballet classes at the age of five. We've done everything together. I helped you beat up Heidi Emerson when she tried to steal your tutu. Are you seriously telling me that you don't have my back?" I questioned as I knocked on her door.
"Can I think about it?" she asked as she walked towards her door.
The door opened to reveal Tanya in all her super-model glory. She was 5'7'' with strawberry blond hair and porcelain skin. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with surprise as I pulled back my right fist and punched her. I heard the crunch of her nose breaking underneath my hand as blood began to pour down her face.
"Yes, you can think about it, you fucking bitch," I yelled. "You can think about how you've been fucking my husband for the past six months. You can think about how you helped destroy my marriage and about how you've lost your best friend."
Tanya gasped in pain and clutched her nose as she bent over at the waist.
"What happened, Tanya? Did you run out of people to fuck in Chicago that you had to move onto my husband? I knew you were a fucking slut, but I never thought you'd stoop this low. I feel dirty just thinking about the possible STDs I could have. I'll be sure to let you know if my blood test comes back positive with anything," I sneered at her.
"I'm so sorry, Bella. I never meant to hurt you, but I love him," she wheezed out.
Please...
Tanya had slept with roughly 25 guys since high school. I knew she thought that she was a slut and that men would always consider her used goods. She had a fear that she wasn't good enough and that someone would just settle for her. Prior to today, I would reassure her that she was fantastic. That someone would love her and not care about her number. If Tanya was going to have sex with my husband, I was going to hit her where it hurt. It was time to go in for the kill.
"Congratulations. He's all yours now. How does it feel to know that he wouldn't leave me for you and now you just have him by default? Deep down you know the way he feels about you. Or should I say how he doesn't feel about you? I mean, he did call out my name. You'd think with all your fucking experience you'd be able to get him off on your own. I guess he was just settling for the first available slut. Enjoy being second-best, Tanya," I flippantly stated. I could hear Tanya's apologies and stuttered explanations as I walked away from her door. I didn't care to hear her out. I was done.
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My hand was throbbing as I left Tanya's building. It wasn't broken, but at this point I really didn't care. All I could think about was getting to a liquor store and to Rosalie.
Rosalie Hale had been my roommate freshman year at the University of Chicago. The two of us had gotten off to a rough start when we first started rooming together, but by the end of the first semester Rose became one of my closest friends. Hell- I guess she was now my best friend.
Rosalie was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in person. She had naturally blond hair with bright blue eyes. At six feet tall, she could have been a Victoria's Secret model; however, Rosalie worked as a reported at the Chicago Tribune.
I showed up at Rose's door with a tear-streaked face, my suitcase, a bottle of Jose Cuervo, and a 12-pack of Corona's. Rose grabbed the liquor from me and told me to put my suitcase in the guest room. By the time I came out to the kitchen, she had poured two shots and was slicing a lime.
She waited until we downed our first shot to ask, "Is there a reason we're getting drunk Cancun style?"
This was what I loved about Rose. She was loyal and supportive, almost to a fault. She would start drinking with me without even knowing what was going on.
I took a shaky breath and answered, "Edward and I are getting a divorce."
"What?" Rosalie screeched. "Why?"
"The bastard has been fucking Tanya for about six months," I sobbed out.
"Mother-fucker," Rosalie seethed. "I never did like that slut."
"Which one?" I asked with a harsh laugh.
Rose just laughed and said, "Both."
"Then you will love how I made them both suffer tonight," I giggled. "I handcuffed Edward to our bed and tortured him with a vibrating cock ring."
Rose sprayed Corona out of her nose and started to cough. "Please tell me you left him tied up with the cock ring still on," she laughed.
"Oh no," I answered. "I left him with a bottle of lube so I could go break Tanya's nose."
Rose knew that Tanya had gotten a nose job in college. Tanya had said that the recovery was excruciating. Rose was crying she was laughing so hard at the thought that Tanya would have to go through that again.
Rose clinked her Corona bottle against mine and told me, "I knew those kick-boxing classes were a great idea."
Three shots and two Coronas later, a tired Jasper Hale came walking through the door. Jasper was Rosalie's older brother and I met him the first day of college when he was helping Rosalie move her stuff in. He was four years older than me and a first year law student at the University of Chicago. During my freshman year of college, I had a huge crush on the tall blond. Jasper was 6'4'' and lanky. He had just enough muscle definition to fill out a pair of jeans nicely. It also helped that he had a head full of blond ringlets and denim colored eyes. Until I met Edward, I used to call Jasper as my sexy lawyer. After graduating from law school, Jasper started work at my father's law firm, Miller & Swan. He was engaged to a hispanic beauty named Maria and had planned to marry her this coming summer. However, plans changed when Maria decided she didn't want to be married to a lawyer because of the long work hours. Jasper had moved in with Rose two months ago when Maria called off their engagement.
Jasper walked in the kitchen, took one look at us, and laughed. He took down a shot glass, poured himself a double of tequila, and asked, "What's the occasion?"
I drunkenly informed Jasper that I was getting divorced. A laughing Rosalie went on to tell Jasper how I tied up Edward and broke Tanya's nose.
After he stopped laughing, Jasper asked me, "Do you have a lawyer yet?" When I shook my head, he continued, "Well, I would be happy to take your case if you want. Just please, no more physical violence. We want to come off as the injured party, not the crazy party."
After promising Jasper I would refrain from further physical violence, I agreed that I would love to have him as my lawyer. Jasper was one of Chicago's best divorce lawyers. My father, Charlie, was constantly singing his praises and talking about how one day Jasper would make a great partner.
The technical talk about my divorce brought reality crashing down around me. I began to sob as I thought about how I would never sleep with Edward or go to lunch with Tanya again. I was having trouble reconciling that two of the most important people in my life were essentially dead to me.
Rose lead me back to the guest room and held me while I cried myself to sleep. Right before I drifted off, I murmured, "I love you, Rose. I'm so glad you were my roommate freshman year. I don't know what I would do without you."
My head was killing me when I awoke the next afternoon. I walked out into the kitchen to find Rose and Jasper sipping coffee and looking like I felt. I grabbed a cup of coffee before I sat at the table and put my head down on the cool surface.
Rose laughed and handed me two wrapped presents. "Happy Divorce!" she sang. "We thought that we each would get you something that you will need to survive this mess."
I unwrapped the first present to find a purple vibrator. I almost spit out my coffee as I incredulously asked Rose, "You bought me a vibrator?"
"Not just any vibrator," she replied. "A thrusting Rabbit vibrator. Guaranteed to blow your mind and make you cum."
I'm definitely going to be needing that.
"Leave it to you to be looking out for my orgasms," I stated.
"Believe me, it's totally selfish. You're a complete bitch when you're not getting off," Rose said as she smirked at me. I gave her a light smack on the arm and reached for the second gift.
Inside the package was a moleskin journal and a pen. Jasper explained to me, "After listening to you and Rose plot all sorts of horrific things to get even with Edward and Tanya, I thought it might help you to write them down. Who knows? It might make you feel better. Not to mention it will help you keep your 'no violence' vow."
Little did Jasper know that he just gave me the means to start my first novel...
(End of Flashback)
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I was jarred out of my memories by the conference door opening. The air shifted as Edward walked into the room. He eyes were cast down as he sat across the table from me in his suit. The first thing I noticed was how tired he appeared. The dark circles under his eyes highlighted how pale and gaunt his face was looking. I wondered if he was getting any rest. When his lawyer addressed Jasper and I, Edward looked up at me. I was startled at the raw, pleading, and tortured look in his bright green eyes...
A/N: Thank you all for the wonderful reviews. I always appreciate constructive criticism. The bribe this week will be Rosalie's revenge for Edward and Tanya. All past bribes are located in the separate story, 'A Woman Scorned Outtakes' =)
Thank you to the wonderful VvDeadRosesvV for recommending this story. If you have not read "Breaking Trinity," go check it out. Snarlward is both sexy and steamy. www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/5379823/13/Breaking_Trinity
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