Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with Twilight. That's all Stephenie Meyer's. I don't own any of the words either. I just arranged them in this particular order.
A.N. This is my first fic, and constructive criticism (including correcting my grammar and other spelling errors that slipped in) is very very welcome. Also, I suffer from a lack of discipline, so when, or if, other chapters will be put up, I really can't say. I can, however, be guilted into writing more of this story…
Bella's P.O.V.
Emmett had convinced me to play videogames with him, and I was hopelessly losing. "God, Bella," Emmett laughed, "you can even make your gunman look clumsy!"
I glared at him and made a final attempt at shooting his player. Somehow my player managed to stumble and Emmett took his chance to kill him.
While Emmett roared with laughter, I sighed an exasperated sigh and got up. "Aw, won't you play one more game with me, Bells?" He tried to put on a pout, but his big grin was getting in the way.
"No, I think I've embarrassed myself enough for today, thanks." I started to walk out of the room, and tripped over my own feet.
Emmett doubled over with laughter, while my face turned scarlet. "You'll always find new ways to embarrass yourself, dear Bella."
I huffed and started to walk up the stairs. I heard Emmett calling for Jasper, wanting to play videogames with a slightly better skilled player, I assumed.
Edward was out hunting with Carlisle, Rosalie, Alice and Esme. They wouldn't be back until tomorrow, so I had to get through about 24 hours, with only Emmett and Jasper to distract me.
I sat down on Edward's bed, trying to think of something to do. I was trying not to think about things I wanted Edward to do to me. I'd only set myself up for disappointment, because he'd never give in.
He didn't want to hurt me, which I greatly appreciated, but that didn't take away the fact that I was getting very frustrated with his behavior.
I sighed, and laid down on his bed.
Jasper's P.O.V.
Even though I was fervently trying to beat Emmett at this game, I could still feel Bella's emotions coming from upstairs. I felt sorry for her.
Emmett had apparently noticed that I was slightly distracted, and used that to attack my player. If I'd have tried harder, I might have been able to fight him off, but I didn't really care about winning that much anyway.
"What's eating you bro? You could've killed me at least three times in the last two minutes!"
I sighed. "It's Bella's emotions. They're… strong."
Emmett immediately looked worried. "Strong happy, or strong sad?"
"Strong… frustrated. Sexually frustrated." I bit my lip, not sure if I'd done the right thing by telling Emmett this.
"Ooooohhh," he said, obviously relieved nothing was wrong with her, but also unable to repress a smirk. "Edward's really not putting out then, is he?"
"No, he's not. He wants to, I can feel his lust for her all the time, but he knows as well as we do that it's too dangerous. He could really hurt her."
Emmett snarled. "Come on! With his self control?! I highly doubt it."
I actually agreed with Emmett. Edward's self control was almost as good as Carlisle's. Maybe even better, judging on how he'd behaved around Bella, especially during those first few weeks after their first encounter.
"I know," I sighed, "but he feels it's better to be safe than sorry. And I do think that he's right about that."
I couldn't really imagine a world without Bella anymore. She'd become part of our family, and even though my control had slipped on her birthday party, she'd always trusted me. We weren't really close, but my self control had gotten a lot better.
I knew Emmett agreed with me, because he was sending out a wave of worried, protective emotions. He couldn't picture our family without Bella either.
He sighed. "Poor Bells. She isn't blaming this on herself, is she?"
"A bit, I'm afraid. She knows he wants to make love to her, but every time he pulls away, I can feel her self esteem take a small hit."
"Aww, that's just not right!" He scrunched up this face in thought, but then his eyes brightened. "Maybe we should tell her that it's definitely not about her!"
I raised my eyebrow at him. "Wouldn't that be extremely embarrassing to her? Not to mention that it should be Edward telling her that, and not us?"
Emmett grinned. "It'll be fun, she'll blush, and all of us will feel better!"
"No," I corrected him, "you will feel better. I will feel her embarrassment, and she'll be wishing for Edward to come home."
Emmett ignored me and was already up on his feet. I grumbled. I knew I couldn't get this idea out of his head, so I joined him. I could try to calm Bella if Emmett took it too far.
Bella's P.O.V.
I was still lying on the bed when I heard footsteps on the stairs. I even thought I could hear Emmett giggle, but my ears may have deceived me on that. He wouldn't giggle, would he?
There was a knock on my door, followed by Emmett saying: "it's us, Bells, and we're coming in, whether you're decent our not!" I could practically hear him grinning.
He walked in, an evil grin on his face, followed by Jasper, who looked… apologetic? Hmm, I wondered what they were up to.
"What's up Bells?" I really wished he'd take that smirk off of his face. "Um, not much. Why?"
Emmett sat down next to me on the bed. "Oh, no reason. Just that our little empath here could feel your emotions. He nodded to Jasper, who was still standing in the doorway and looked like he wanted to have nothing to do with this.
"We thought it'd be best to check up on you." He was still grinning. I wanted to slap him. Jasper could feel my frustration towards Emmett, but remained silent.
"Why?" I really couldn't think of any reason why I'd need to be checked upon. Then I realized I'd been thinking about Edward's behavior, and something clicked.
I looked from Emmett to Jasper and back, feeling embarrassed, and worried about what was coming.
"Well, we thought you could use a little pep talk. We know Edward's been holding out on you." I blushed.
Emmett's grin grew impossibly wide, but I could sense that Jasper was just as uncomfortable as I was. Mainly because of my emotions of course.
"Um, I don't really want to talk to you about that…" My blush deepened.
"Aw, but Bells, we're just here to tell you that it's really not your fault. You're –"
Jasper cut him off right there, probably to save me from further embarrassment. "Edward really does want you, Bella. I can feel the lust coming off him. It's just that he doesn't want to hurt you."
"I know that, and I understand it, but I think Edward's got enough self control to not hurt me!"
"We agree with you, but it's just not safe to take that chance. None of us could stand it if something did go wrong. You're our sister, Bella."
I sighed. "Thanks, Jasper. It's just…"
"I know," he said, "but I –"
This time it was Emmett who cut Jasper off. "You see, Bells, for a human, you're really hot, so I suggest you just keep trying. He's bound to budge eventually." He winked at me.
Jasper shot him a weird glance, but Emmett kept grinning at me. "Of course I'll keep trying Emmett. I just don't think it'll make any difference. He won't sleep with me while I'm human, but he won't change me either. He'll probably never give in to his feelings."
Jasper was still staring at Emmett in surprise, obviously sensing some emotion that I couldn't see. "He's an idiot if he doesn't," Emmett said.
Jasper had obviously had enough and pulled Emmett up from the bed. "We'll leave you alone now, sorry for disturbing you." Emmett shot me one last grin while Jasper carried him out the door, leaving me with my now very confused thoughts.
