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Four pupils were gathered around in the Cullen Mansion living room, eyes glued to the screen as the movie played. Edward had his arm around a cowering Bella's shoulder, and Rosalie sat in Emmett's lap. The plasma T.V was playing Haunting in Connecticut, which Edward had ordered for the get together before Rose and Emmett go off to North Carolina for University. But, two however failed to show.

So in the rose smelling room, Edward couldn't keep his attention on the screen for more than a couple minutes. His only thoughts were on how his twin sister could be so shallow and not show up. It just wasn't like her, but it wasn't the only time Alice had been out with her "bad-ass" boyfriend. Also know as, Jasper Hale, Rosalie's brother. He was going to college while Alice was going to her senior year, which himself and Bella were also going to attend. Edward had thought, and still believes that dating the older guy will bring Alice a lot of trouble in the near future—but they seem to love each other too much for anything horrendous to occur.

Just last week, he was invited over the house. He of course, obeyed the rules and listened calmly on what Edward had to say about him dating his sister and the expectations he should look out for if he ever broke her heart. Ultimately, he wasn't a bad guy overall. It was just that he partied, drank and sometimes even smoked. What would that influence on his sibling? Clearly nothing good will come out of being in a relationship with him except her happiness. Though Edward wasn't the only who didn't approve of this relation.

Bella was on the off side of this as well—claiming that the two should not go out because of the illegal things that Jasper had done in the past, and can do again, yet Alice insisted that it was all under control. They haven't spoken since the argument about it, which was only a couple days ago; but Edward had to admit that his twin was capable of keeping things under control when things got on edge.

It was another hour until the movie ended, and another two hours before the clock struck twelve a.m. The main crowd had left, and it was only Edward and Bella now. The movie had not phased him the slightest, but it got his nerves all riled up on what could be happening where Alice was out, considering that was where most of his thoughts were put. Since he is the brother, the instinctive protectiveness nerve jerks into action when you have no idea what's going on, or where she is. It's just instinct.

Bella yawned and curled up in a ball on the couch as Edwards fingers slid across the piano, playing a relaxing melody that he had composed for her lullaby. "Where's Alice?" she asked after the music was done being played.

Edward ruffled his bronze, wild hair and took a seat on the couch beside her; gripping one of her hands in his. "I don't know, most likely out with…him." He claimed with a shrug and a grimace.

Bella giggled at his tone and facial expression, crawling over and cuddling up into his side "It's just not like her to miss out on this. I was expecting her to pop in during the movie, or sometime after."

"Me as well…but she's been out late for the past couple days…" he mumbled, leaning over and kissing the top of her head. "But she'll come. Why don't I drive you home?" He offered, changing the subject as he no longer held any interest to go any further.

Sighing, Bella agreed and got up, heading for the door as he grabbed his keys off the wall hook.

After the short drive, he arrived back home to see Alice stumbling the key into the lock, clearly missing numerous times. She, frustrated, banged on the door with a tiny fist when her last time had ultimately failed. Edward blinked and got out of the car, striding toward her and turning her by the shoulders. Alice's hair was in more disarray than usual, and her eyelids were slightly drooping. In all by her appearance, she looked drunk. "Alice, where the hell have you been?" he asked with a snort, grabbing her keys and placing them in the lock himself.

"Out with Jasper at a…party, duh" she slurred, tumbling through the door way. Edward sneered when he smelled the alcohol.

"Are you drunk Alice?" he asked with eyebrows raised. She giggled, and drunkenly placed a hand on his shoulder heavily.

"Nooooo I'm not drunk" she admitted with a smile—her pearly white teeth flashing. Disbelievingly, he steered her to her room and placed her in bed. This is more like she's getting a hangover now! The drunkenness is most likely fading already! He thought.

The comforter slightly made an indent as her light, feather weight plopped down upon it. Edward huffed, and leaned against her desk with his hands in his pockets after putting a bucket near the pillow; on the wooden floor. Alice pouted when he said: "You need to just relax now; the alcohol is probably draining from your system now."

"Fine"

"Good" he said, padding across the room and tossing her a book he grabbed from her book shelf. "Pretty sure you're sane enough to read letters" he mumbled, and shut the door with a click as he exited the incredibly large room.

What had become of his sister? Was she getting drunk and going to parties the nights she had been away while Esme and Carlisle were on their break? And most importantly, what was going on during the time she was at the party WITH Jasper? Nothing good, he concluded after shuddering from the thought. Edward picked up the phone from the couch and strode to the grand piano, sitting down on the stool and staring at the keypad. Going through his mind, he thought about calling Bella, or his parents, but he would not want to bother any of them at this hour. Let alone become a snitch. No, he wasn't going to act like a two year old. Both Alice and he had turned 18 last Monday, so he wouldn't act like the teenager he was only a couple days ago (even though he was always mature).

He shook his head at the thoughts that had arose and slumped his shoulders, his irises slipping across the notes on the composers book as his fingers absconded across the glossy white keys. Not wanting to disturb his drunken twin, he gave up on searching for the softest composition in his notebook thus far and got up. Mumbling, Edward walked over to the couch and sunk down on the soft comforter and sighed.

Suddenly he heard footsteps and looked upstairs; Alice was tumbling down the stairs with her hand gripping the railing and the other sliding down the wall. She giggled uncontrollably when she heard his groan and caught his grimace.

This was going to be a long night…

Okay, I know I have started stories and haven't updated in a while, but I'm going to start and finish/update a lot in the summer since I'm so busy. So sorry you're going to have to wait a little bit!(: Hoped you liked.

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