Emmett’s fight in Las Vegas went well. He won his bout and afterward, he dragged Bella to the casino to break her from her funk. They spent the rest of the night playing blackjack. Emmett lost it all, while Bella tripled her initial bet. Bella also got completely shit-faced, blabbing to Emmett what she saw in Jacob’s room.
Despite Bella putting on a brave front, she was hurting inside, and it made Emmett very angry that his friend had been betrayed in such a manner.
It didn’t make matters any better that Jacob was sitting outside of Bella’s room upon their return from the casino, holding a bouquet of roses. Bella hated roses. They made her sneeze. He tried to apologize, but Bella took the flowers, hitting Jacob with them and disappearing into her suite.
Standing in the middle of a pile of flower petals, Jacob looked at Emmett. “I was trying to apologize,” he huffed.
“Dude, you’ve been fucking other women. Many, many women. You’ve been stealing from Charlie. You’ve been living the high life and you’re not there yet,” Emmett said. “This …” he gestured to the mess around Jacob, “… is you getting off easy. I’d be paranoid for when you see Charlie. Your balls will be detached from your body, swimming with the fishes. Good luck, Jacob.” He gave him a sarcastic little smile, hitting his shoulder as he went back down the hallway to his room.
Jacob was flummoxed, desperate to win back his girl, but realizing that it could possibly never happen.
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