A/N: The last chapter! (Don't kill me...it had to end at some point!)
I heard the newly repaired front door slam open. I gritted my teeth together, glancing at Bella, hoping those imbeciles hadn't woken her up. Thankfully, she was still sound asleep. I didn't need a repeat of what had happened an hour ago. I scowled down at the button missing on my shirt and rolled my eyes.
"They totally bought it! It was so awesome!" Emmett boomed.
I growled and hurried out into the living room. I shut the bedroom door behind me, trying to control my anger and still be as quiet as possible. "Shut up!" I hissed. "I just got Bella to go back to sleep!"
Emmett looked shocked as he caught sight of me. "Well, Edward," he said in a quieter voice. Jasper snickered at my unusual appearance. "What have you been doing while we were out?" He raised his eyebrows as if he was expecting more than me just taking care of my fiance who had completely lost her mind to alcohol.
"Oh, nothing, really," I muttered, trying to straighten my crinkled shirt with the button gone and smooth down my unkempt hair. All I did tonight was infuriate myself for letting my two sadistic sisters take my fragile, human, fiance out to Las Vegas to get her completely intoxicated. Who wouldn't be angry? I tried to change the subject. "What did you do with Alice and Rosalie?"
"They are still at the police station," Jasper said matter-of-factly.
I paused and stared at their excited expressions, those idiotic grins spreading wider and wider across their faces as the silence continued. I shook my head. "I don't even want to know," I muttered, turning towards the bedroom again.
Emmett interrupted me by nearly yelling what I really didn't need or want to know. "Well, as you know, we called the police officer and promised him money to go along with Alice and Rosalie's plan to get out of jail. And, of course, we know them so well we knew that they would end up doing something embarrassing and we wanted him to give them a living hell as a punishment. So, when we walked in to 'bail them out' we saw Rosalie making out with the police officer we bribed...but we prepared him and told him anything was possible with those two." Emmett and Jasper grinned mischievously. "We are going to just leave them there for . . . oh, I don't know . . . another hour or two."
I stared at their exaggerated smiles for a brief moment. "Uh-huh . . . well you two have fun with that."
Jasper snorted. "Don't worry, we will." He walked over to the couch, plopping down on it hard, kicking his feet up on the coffee table. He glanced at the wild cracks running through the screen of the TV. "Wow, Edward. You and Bella must have really gotten busy." Emmett burst into loud guffaws.
I slapped him on the back of his head. "That was Rosalie's doing. Not ours."
Emmett let out a low whistle. "Nice, Edward. You are using couple terms like 'ours' now." He smiled and came over to muss my hair. I dodged his hand before he could touch me. "Our little brother is growing up, Jasper!" he exclaimed, dabbing at an imaginary tear on the corner of his eye.
"Edward, you should celebrate!" Jasper laughed. "Oh, wait! It looks like you already did!" he said as he pointed at the missing button on my shirt.
I growled, getting ready to attack them both. But a muffled thump came from Bella's room. I rushed in to see her sprawled across the floor, her entire body engulfed and tangled in the thick comforter. She was rubbing her head. "Ow," she groaned.
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. "What am I going to do with you?" As I walked over to her, she seemed surprised. I pulled her back up onto the bed, trying to suppress a smile. "Are you all right?"
She seemed dazed. "Yeah, fine," she mumbled. "Just a little headache."
After straightening the comforter along the bed, pulling them up to Bella's chin, I left the room to get her a glass of water. And, just as I had expected, Emmett and Jasper continued their teasing as soon as I came into view again.
"Edward Cullen! You were bad enough to give her a headache!" Jasper joked.
"I'm ashamed of you, little brother," Emmett continued, placing a hand over his heart in false disappointment. "And I always thought you were quite the ladies' man."
My hand was closing hard around the glass in agitation as it filled up with water from the faucet. I would have used the pitcher, but thanks to Rosalie and Alice, it was temporarily unavailable. I ignored Emmett and Jasper as they continued on with their jokes, trying to keep my temper under control. The last thing I wanted was for me to be the next one to be hauled off to jail without anyone responsible enough to watch Bella.
As soon as the glass was full, I walked right back into the bedroom, pretending that my two imbeciles of brothers weren't even here. I handed the glass of water to Bella and she quickly chugged it down. She never took her eyes off of me, never changing her confused and somewhat surprised expression.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" I asked, smiling at her dumbfounded features.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled. "When did you get here?"
"I've been here for almost three hours now. I was the one who brought you up to the hotel room." I paused, taking in her unchanging facial expression as I explained. "You don't remember any of that do you?"
She shook her head. "The last thing I remember is Alice telling me to drink - " her sentence broke off as her eyes widened. A deep shade of scarlet spread across her cheeks immediately. She slapped her hands over her eyes and groaned, falling backwards onto the pillows. "How embarrassing! I have never had a drink in my entire life! I don't even want to know how I acted!"
I coughed to hide my laughter, remembering her . . . hormonal behavior earlier. I took a deep breath and tried to compose my face. "Maybe it's best that we don't bring up the things that happened, Bella," I said, trying to make my smile reassuring. I noticed her staring at the missing button on my shirt through the crevices between her fingers.
Bella groaned again. "That's not a good sign . . ." she mumbled, still extremely embarrassed. I knew there could be two meanings to her comment.
"At least the alcohol has worn off," I stated, trying to look on the bright side to cheer her up.
She snorted and rolled her eyes. "I'm sure I will never hear the end of this from Alice." Bella paused, seeming to pick up on the lack of two presences. "Where are Alice and Rosalie?" she asked.
"They . . . are a little tied up right now," I said, trying not to think about the fight that they had in the living room while Bella had been passed out. Not to mention their little trip to the Las Vegas Police Department.
"Meaning they are in the slammer!" Emmett called from the living room.
"Emmett's here?" Bella held her hand up. "Never mind. I don't even really want to know why." She laid her head back down onto the pillow, covering her eyes with her forearms.
"Yes, Mom!" a voice yelled from outside in the hotel's hallway. "They left us both there!"
"And I had to kiss another police officer! That guy couldn't even compare to that slob I kissed before." The other voice shuddered audibly.
"Damn! They got out!" Emmett and Jasper came sneaking into the bedroom, closing the door behind them. They held their fingers up to their lips, signaling us to stay quiet. "Don't tell them we are in the bathroom." I shrugged as they tip-toed away, but Bella didn't seem to hear them. Her arms were flopped over her eyes and she was mumbling "leave me out of it" over and over.
"Oh yes, Emmett and Jasper are definitely going to get it." The front door slammed open. I could hear Esme's angry voice on the other end of the cell phone Alice and Rosalie were speaking on, coming up with plans to punish her two pathetic sons. There was a quick snap as I heard the cell phone close. I ignored the frustrated noises coming from them and instead stroked Bella's clammy face, calming her.
"Ow, Emmett! That was my foot!" Jasper hissed.
"Quit whining, Jasper! Be a man!" There was a quick sound of shuffling around in the bathroom, and then it was quiet.
Once I thought the peace and silence was beginning to return to the suite, an angry Alice and Rosalie swung the bedroom door open. I let out an annoyed sigh and rolled my eyes, hoping more than anything that they would just look at the empty suite and leave us all alone. "Where are they!?" they demanded in unison.
"Bathroom." I hadn't been the one to answer. Bella had a hand in the air, pointing lazily in the direction of where Emmett and Jasper were hiding. Her eyes were still covered by one of her arms.
I said nothing as Alice and Rosalie stomped into the bathroom. There was no sign of the fugitives in the space between the door and the sink, but it was extremely obvious where they were hidden. A blind person would have noticed the huge Emmett and Jasper sized lump behind the shower curtain. Rosalie stepped forward, took a handful of the satin curtain, and ripped it clear off of the rack.
Behind the curtain was a very interesting sight.
Jasper and Emmett were all huddled together in the tight space. The scene didn't seem right at all; it was definitely not an appropriate sight for Bella. Luckily, her eyes were still covered. More or less, they both looked more like a couple than brothers. Oh no, they both thought. Jasper seemed to get the gist of what sort of position they were in. Emmett never got the picture.
"Get off of me!" Jasper shouted at Emmett, but he was too surprised to see Rosalie's astonished face and didn't seem to hear Jasper's complaint.
"Ignore the men behind the curtain!" Emmett said quickly, trying to throw the satin cloth back over the rack. Jasper was still trying to shove him off.
"Hell no! You left us in that disgusting and dirty place with those grimy police officers!" Alice shrieked.
"And whose fault was that?" I cut in. "You two were the ones who were causing that infernal racket on the top floor of an expensive hotel in the middle of the night. This may be Las Vegas, but people do want peace and quiet at some point during their night."
"I would love some peace and quiet," Bella snapped.
Rosalie and Alice looked apologetic as they tip-toed back into the living room, gesturing Emmett and Jasper to follow them. Obediently, they followed. But I knew it was impossible for Emmett to leave without having the last word. "Traitor," he mouthed, extending a finger in Bella's direction.
I frowned. "Don't let the door hit you on your way out," I whispered. Emmett childishly stuck his tongue out at me and shut the door behind him. I could tell that he was making sure that the door did not hit him as he left.
Bella sighed, and I paused, wondering if that was my cue to let her have her quiet and alone time. "Finally, some silence. My head is killing me."
"Alice and Rosalie weren't smart enough to bring some Advil. I can try and see if I can find a drug store that's still open if you would like," I offered, keeping my voice quiet.
She shook her head. "You stay. Make them go and get me Advil if you feel so inclined," she said, gesturing to the general direction of the living room.
Rosale poked her head into the room, her expression offended. "We were too smart enough to bring Advil," she snapped, hurling a small pill box at my head. But to her extreme dismay, I caught it before it hit me. She disappeared behind the door again. I popped the lid off, dropping two pills into the palm of Bella's open hand. She swallowed them with the remains of her water.
"Edward?" Bella mumbled after a short period of silence.
I turned towards her, curious. "Yes?"
"Will you do me a huge favor?"
"Don't ever let those two take me away without your supervision again," she said, letting out a small, quiet laugh.
"That won't be a problem." I laughed along with her and kissed her on the forehead. "No more bachelorette parties for you."
"Well maybe if you two weren't such idiots, we wouldn't have had to punish you in the first place!" Rosalie screamed.
"You're blaming this on us!?" This was Jasper. So much for quiet time, I thought. I suddenly wondered if vampires could get migraines and take some Advil for relief.
Bella laughed, and I had to think about whether I had wondered all of that aloud. "You know, it's all coming back to me now. My interesting night as a drunken bachelorette, I mean."
"Really now?" I pressed my lips tightly together to keep from laughing. It was all very strange. A few hours ago, I had been so far passed furious with Alice and Rosalie for doing all of this. But just thinking about Bella wobbling through the streets of Las Vegas seemed funnier now that she was sober. I didn't dare let her know that I found it the least bit comical. Of course I would always be angry with Alice and Rosalie for doing such a thing, but I knew I could never be angry with Bella anywhere near me.
"A lot went on tonight. And now I have an idea."
I paused, wondering whether I should be worried or not. "And what is your idea?" I asked, truly curious now.
"I should write a book about it. What Not to Do During a Bachelorette Party is what I'll call it." She laughed. "Or I could just name it Bella's Bachelorette Party. That would be a definite best seller."
"Nice idea, Bella," I chuckled. It wasn't too bad of an idea. She smiled as I leaned forward to kiss her once more. Bella rolled over and shut her eyes, pulling the comforter up to her nose. But before she had time to fall asleep, I whispered in her ear. "Sweet dreams, my little author."
Bella laughed. "That's best-selling author, to you."
A/N: The End! I may do an epilogue at some point, but I am going to work on some other things first. I really hope that you all enjoyed this! Thank you so much for the reviews and the positive support!!