Worth the Fight Update

 WTF Ch. 40 on FFn

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"Follow the light, Edward," Carlisle commanded. He moved the light slowly across his field of vision, then moving it up and down. Edward's gaze followed it, sharp and clear. "Good. Does your head hurt, aside from the stitches above your eyebrow?"

"The jaw and temple are the most tender," Edward said, pointing to where he had several bruises. "But, my ribs hurt the most."

"Let me take a few films. The blows might have aggravated the previous breaks," Carlisle said. "Do you want to shower before I take the x-rays?"

"Yeah, I can't handle my own stench. Plus, Jacob? He was rank," Edward shuddered. "I really don't want to put on my suit, though."

"We've got the press conference after this. Sorry, son," Charlie chuckled, wearing his own suit, having changed after the fight. During the fight, he was in a pair of black cargo pants and black long-sleeved shirt. It allowed him to carry a lot of supplies without having to carry a bulky bag. It also hid any blood spatter from the fight. Now, Charlie was in an all-black suit with a purple tie that matched the tone of Edward's fighting trunks. "You represent Bull Dog in all facets, Edward."

"Okay, okay," Edward snorted, sliding off the table and into the private bathroom.

Worth the Fight Update

WTF Ch. 39 on FFn

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 “Gloves, mouth guard, water bottle, ID,” Edward mumbled as he packed his bag. “Trunks? I need trunks.”

“In our haste, I forgot to give you the trunks,” Bella said, scurrying over to him. She was in a pair of jeans and one of his button downs for before the fight. She’d change into a black cocktail dress with sky-high heels for actual event. “Here, Edward. You have to wear our colors, baby.”

She handed him a box with the Bull Dog logo etched on top. He placed the box on the bed, opening it and grinning. Inside was a pair of deep purple trunks, with matching compression shorts for underneath. Under the trunks was a bright red robe with the Bull Dog logo on the back and his name spelled above his heart. “Wow … this is awesome! Thank you, angel.”

“Looks much better than the Volterra colors,” she said, taking the trunks and placing them in his bag. Turning and taking his hands, she smiled up at him. “You are going to kick so much ass, Edward. I’m proud of you and I love you so much.”

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers. “I love you, Bella. I couldn’t have done this without you or without your dad. I’m so afraid that he’s pissed that I’m retiring.”

“He’s not, baby. He gets it,” Bella vowed, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck. “Don’t think about that. Think about the fight.”

Charlie barged into the room, scowling. “Tick tock, Masen. We’ve got to be at weigh-in …”

“I was just giving Edward the trunks,” Bella retorted, scowling right back at her father. “Yeesh, Dad. Calm your tits.”

“Sorry, Little Bells, but we’ve got to go. The limo’s here,” Charlie said.

Worth the Fight Update

 WTF Ch. 15 on FFn

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“We both were burned by cheaters,” Bella sighed.

“I’m here if you want to share. I feel strangely better after telling you about the debacle that was my life,” he snorted humorlessly. He blinked to look at Bella, who was shifting on the blanket. She twisting her watch again. Gently stopped her hand, making her jump. “Or, you don’t have to.”

“No, I should …” she whispered. “You shared your darkest secret. It’s only fair that I do the same.”

“Bella, if this is too painful, you don’t have to tell me anything,” Edward murmured.

“No, not even my best friends know the whole story. I mean, I had my suspicions about Jacob for a while, but I’d hoped that they were not true,” she shrugged. “I’ve known Jacob for most of my life. Before living in Seattle, I lived in Forks. It’s a tiny town here in Washington. Jacob lived at the nearby reservation. His family were from the Quileute tribe, who lived on La Push. His father was one of the tribal leaders and he was close friends with my dad.”

“Did your father and Jacob’s father have hopes of you getting together?” Edward asked.

“Billy, yes. My dad knew me well enough to know that I was my own woman, and I didn’t need anyone telling me what to do,” Bella smirked. “Jacob was younger than me by a couple of years and we didn’t get together until after I’d graduated college. He was training with my dad at the point, and I’d taken over as the general manager of the gym. I love my dad, but he’s a hot mess when it comes to maintaining the books, remembering dates, and paying bills. Thank goodness for automatic bill pay, which I had set up when I was in college.”

“Tell me about it. With me not having a permanent address until a few hours ago, I had everything set up through email and my actual mail was sent to Marcus.”

“Your former doctor?” Bella asked. “He still has connections to Volterra.”

“He might have connections to Volterra, but his allegiance is to me,” Edward explained with a cocky grin.

“Explain,” Bella demanded with her own smirk.

“After you finish your story,” he countered.

Worth the Fight Teaser

 “We both were burned by cheaters,” Bella sighed.

“I’m here if you want to share. I feel strangely better after telling you about the debacle that was my life,” he snorted humorlessly. He blinked to look at Bella, who was shifting on the blanket. She twisting her watch again. Gently stopped her hand, making her jump. “Or, you don’t have to.”

“No, I should …” she whispered. “You shared your darkest secret. It’s only fair that I do the same.”

“Bella, if this is too painful, you don’t have to tell me anything,” Edward murmured.

“No, not even my best friends know the whole story. I mean, I had my suspicions about Jacob for a while, but I’d hoped that they were not true,” she shrugged. “I’ve known Jacob for most of my life. Before living in Seattle, I lived in Forks. It’s a tiny town here in Washington. Jacob lived at the nearby reservation. His family were from the Quileute tribe, who lived on La Push. His father was one of the tribal leaders and he was close friends with my dad.”

“Did your father and Jacob’s father have hopes of you getting together?” Edward asked.

“Billy, yes. My dad knew me well enough to know that I was my own woman, and I didn’t need anyone telling me what to do,” Bella smirked. “Jacob was younger than me by a couple of years and we didn’t get together until after I’d graduated college. He was training with my dad at the point, and I’d taken over as the general manager of the gym. I love my dad, but he’s a hot mess when it comes to maintaining the books, remembering dates, and paying bills. Thank goodness for automatic bill pay, which I had set up when I was in college.”

“Tell me about it. With me not having a permanent address until a few hours ago, I had everything set up through email and my actual mail was sent to Marcus.”

“Your former doctor?” Bella asked. “He still has connections to Volterra.”

“He might have connections to Volterra, but his allegiance is to me,” Edward explained with a cocky grin.

“Explain,” Bella demanded with her own smirk.

“After you finish your story,” he countered.

“Fine,” Bella sighed dramatically, opening a container of brownie bites. “In order to continue, I need some comfort chocolate.”

Worth the Fight Teaser

 After picking up some coffee for Bella - she’d been delayed thanks to her phone call with Jacob - they drove to the first of three apartment complexes. Edward did not like the layout or the drive to the gym. It was the farthest from Bull Dog, located in Redmond.

The realtor, an older woman with sharp eyes and friendly smile, gave them the address for the second place, which was in a neighborhood near the Space Needle. As Edward drove to the second apartment, he slyly looked at Bella. She was staring out the window, twisting her watch around her wrist.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Edward asked.

“Just thinking about what you said in my office,” she murmured. “Grieving what I had with Jacob … we’d known each other for as long as I could remember. He used to be so sweet, but once he got a taste of winning and notoriety, he changed.”

“Most people do. I’m not the same guy from when I started fighting,” Edward shrugged.

“Why did you? I mean, you said you went to Northwestern. You could have used that degree in business,” Bella said.

He blew out a breath, narrowing his eyes. “I started fighting because my dad lost everything. My mom, she died when I was really young and with that a part of him died, too. He started drinking. His alcoholism became his driving force. I didn’t matter. Our home didn’t matter. His job …”

“Oh my God,” Bella murmured.

“Yeah. We lost the house and were forced to move into a shithole apartment. We kind of floated because he’d cashed in my college fund. But, he didn’t care about me. I was just a cruel reminder of what he’d lost,” Edward sneered.

Moving forward, updates will be once a week ... on Fridays, with teasers on Saturday. I apologize for the change in the update schedule, but RL is thoroughly kicking my ass. I need a break and nary a break can be found. 

Worth the Fight Update

WTF Ch. 7 on FFn

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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.

Worth the Fight Teaser

 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.

Worth the Fight Update

WTF Ch. 6 on FFn

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“Will you put that phone away?” Emmett teased Bella.

“I’m cyberstalking Jacob, finding proof of his indiscretions,” Bella answered, pursing her lips as she saw him posing with some skanky blonde. “God, her tits are all on display in this picture and is he groping her ass? What did I ever see in him?”

Emmett plucked the phone out of Bella’s hand, stuffing it into his pocket. “Isabella Marie, I would be remiss as the husband of your best friend if I didn’t tell you that you were obsessing. Jacob Black is a tool, and you deserve so much better. If I wasn’t married to my Rosalie, I’d be the perfect man for you.”

Bella gave her friend and fighter a bland look. “Emmett, I love you, but we’d kill each other. Also, I know that Jacob was a tool. He wasn’t very tool-ish with me. Until now,” Bella frowned. “Well, I know that now. Just seeing proof of his cheating in black and white on my computer, stealing from Bull Dog, makes me sick. I’m so fucking pissed.”

“I don’t blame you, Bella. We’re all pissed,” Emmett said, squeezing her hand. “I know that Rose talked to you about her ex …”

“Royce King was an asshole, like Jacob,” Bella spat. “An abusive, misogynistic asshole.”

“Royce King got what he deserved, and then some,” Emmett smirked, with a dark expression on his face.

Emmett Cullen

Jacob Black

Bella's Suite

Wynn Spa

 

May We Meet Again Update

MWMA Ch. 4 on FFn

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My eyes were so dry. I rubbed at them as I tried to stay awake. It was nearly dawn. The camp was covered in a soft lavender glow. Birds were chirping happily, making my head throb. It made me yearn for the steady, mechanical thrum of the Ark. I almost missed the too cool temperature, stale air, and grey bulkheads against the blanket of velvety space and twinkling starlight.

Almost …

I took another leisurely stroll around the drop ship. Emmett, Mike, and Tyler were on patrol with me. Emmett tried to get Jasper to join us, but he was barely coherent. He obviously killed too many brain cells with his weed. We left him inside after telling him to keep an eye out for Jacob and his cronies, the group who had taken the first patrol shift.

By the time the sun had crested over the horizon, most of the people in the camp had gotten up. Most were eager to eat something, but Rose, Bella and a few others had commandeered the rations we’d been provided. We had enough for everyone to have two meals per day for a week. We obviously needed to supplement the rations with stuff we found on the ground, including fruit, fish, and anything else we could get.

Our biggest issue was not having weaponry. I gave my bowie knife to Bella. I also had my side arm, but only two clips of about thirty bullets. The powers that be on the Ark, they explained that they couldn’t spare any extra weapons. We needed more guns and ammunition, which was obviously not a choice, or we needed to create rudimentary weapons. We couldn’t exactly talk a deer to death. From my conversations with my parents and Bella’s mother, there were weapons in Mount Weather, along with a few other locations. However, we still needed to ascertain our landing coordinates. We were in North America. I’d seen a sign leaning against a tree that said Washington, D.C., but I didn’t know how far that was compared to Mount Weather.

We had several maps in with our supplies, but I couldn’t figure out where we were on the map. Emmett was strong at orienteering, as was Bella. Emmett was far more interested in flirting with Rosalie yesterday and Bella was too loopy from the medication she was injected with prior to departure. Since she hadn’t eaten much while she was in the prison, her body reacted harshly to the sedative. Hopefully, Bella and Emmett could pinpoint our exact location and the distance to Mount Weather.

Alice walked over to me, twisting her long brown hair up. “It’s so bright,” she whined. “It was never this bright on the Ark.” She looked down at the cuff on her arm. “This thing is also too tight.”

“It’s giving information to the Ark,” I explained. “It’s tight to make sure the readings are accurate.”

“Why should we give the Ark information? They threw us away,” Jacob snarled, tugging on his shirt. “I took mine off last night.”

“Oooh, can you take mine off?” Alice asked.

Edward Cullen

Biometric Cuff

Jacob Black

Drop Ship Camp

River 

Alice swimming

Alice Brandon

Shores of the river where they camped

Mount Weather

Dam that powers Mount Weather

Government information provided to the prisoners about Mount Weather