A/N: I don't own Twilight. It all belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Although I have bought all four books & I've seen the movie!

Please, do not ask me what my thoughts on the movie are... PLEASE.


BELLA POV:

When I got inside, Alice and Emmett were arguing over a game of chess. Edward sat on Emmett's side, warning him when Alice looked into his future moves.

He seems okay now. Better not ruin it.

Edward glanced at me sadly, but smiled as he did.

Did he hear that? Edward…?

The chess game consumed him. My shield was up.

Oh. Jasper must've sensed my relief...?

I glanced towards him, wondering if "thank you" could be translated into an emotion.

Of course, I am grateful. I laughed once, when I caught him smile and nod towards me.

Apparently Alice had gotten frustrated with Edward keeping her in line because suddenly she flipped the chess board onto Emmett's lap and stormed over towards Jasper, who'd gotten up at the flash of frustration she must've given off. Emmett didn't like the lack of true competition, "You forfeit? Oh no way," he whined, "you're not getting out of this! We're going to finish this game, whether it's chess or not!"

At that, Alice glared at him, "Emmett if I find a single article of my clothing on Ebay without my permission, and so help me God, if I find any of my shoes in the river, I will feed you to the wolves!!!" A blank stare crossed her face. Then her glare got colder – her eyes were slits now behind her eyelashes. Edward either caught the thought in Emmett's head, or he saw the vision Alice got from it, but it was hilarious because he doubled over in laughter, losing his vampire grace as he slipped off the chair.

"Do that," she hissed, "and even Jasper will be conspiring with the wolves – happily." Before dancing up the stairs, she took the time to let out another warning for anything he may be planning, "Emmett, if you dare to touch my beanie babies, even think about them – Edward – I will personally shave you bald, all over, and oh you know that won't grow back." She paused to let Emmett ponder over what she meant by all over. "Along with that," she continued, "I will take Rosalie out shopping every time you get an…urge, I'll say… and so much more." Edward cracked up some more, sitting in the place he'd fallen. Emmett caught her words slowly, grumbled, and flew up the stairs, aiming a swift kick at Alice's shin. This wasn't planned, so she hadn't seen it coming.

"Ouch! EMMETT!"

The little pixie was furious – she flitted up the stairs intent on revenge.

I didn't bother to watch her vendetta in action, but I listened – Splintering wood. She broke the door. Rosalie protesting as Alice dragged something across the floor. A loud crash, a window breaking, and then Emmett was outside the window on his stomach, practically eating the dirt. From upstairs, I could hear Alice's ranting subside, Rosalie's laughter, and Esme's frustration.

Esme, she can help me out. Maybe she can talk to him for me.

I turned to look at Edward who must've seen my move through Jasper's thoughts, because he turned to look at me also.

My shield drew back, I love you, I thought. He was holding me no more than a second after that. My inner screams became audible as I began to sob against his chest. My eyes stung, and it felt like I could cry, but I knew very well that I couldn't. My pain was expressed in dry sobs only. To me, that wasn't enough to show him how sorry I was.

Suddenly I felt okay with everything. Damn him.

Ugh, Jasper's messing with me… I thought, keeping my shield restrained. It was getting easier to do this.

"Me too," Edward said, "thank you." He shot a meaningful look towards the blonde bastard. I didn't want to feel okay now. I still haven't forgiven myself, and I can't until I know that he forgives me. Even then I don't know if I could forgive myself and I most certainly don't want to feel okay about all that happened earlier.

"I'm not."

Edward ignored that, and adjusted his arms to sit above my shoulders.

Edward, I'm a mess…

"You're a mess?" He asked.

Just then Alice trotted into the room, finally taking notice to the outfit I picked out for the day.

"Like hell she is," she commented, "what'd you do, Bella? Have some freaky flash of human, and trip into a clothes rack of ugly?"

Oh man.


A/N (duh!): So yeah. I'm not sure where this is headed entirely... REVIEWING HELPS! Also, I'd like to hear where you think this is going!