BETA: MY WONERFUL BFF LYNETTECULLEN.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NONE OF THE CHARACTERS USED IN THIS STORY.

As she watched the couple, a pang of jealousy went through her. That should've been her, not Alice in Rose's arms. That should've been her receiving the tender kisses, the feather light touches to her arms and stomach. She should be the one hearing loving words being whispered into her ear. 'Rose should be mine,' she thought as she put her camera back into its case, glad that she had accomplished what she set out to do.

She wouldn't call her plan revenge exactly, because it was more like justice. She deserved the beautiful, angel like creature named Rose, not some short little red-headed nothing. She was the one who knew Rose inside and out, not some little slut that she had met 2 years ago. She was the one that had been there for Rose her entire life, and she was the one who should carry the honor of being her girlfriend. "Just bide your time," she muttered. "It's almost show time."

She couldn't help the devilish smirk that came across her lips at the thought of her plan being the reason Rose's life took a turn for the worse. Rose didn't want her love, so she was going to have to live with that decision. 'She can have Alice, but she's going to have her in one fucked up life,' she conceived as she watched the couple redress, seemingly lost in some deep conversation.

She watched them link hands, and begin the walk back up the dock. They walked right by her, not even noticing her standing behind the maple tree. After giving them a few minutes head start, she followed the same path through the woods to head home. 'This is going to be fun,' she said to herself, wishing that tomorrow would hurry and get here.

Rose slipped in through the back door, so that she could avoid her mother, but she should have known that it wouldn't be that easy.

"You said you'd be back in an hour," her mother reminded her. "That was an hour and three minutes ago," she stated flatly.

"Really mom? Really?" Rose questioned, not able to believe that her mother was getting pissed about three minutes. "It was three minutes, not three hours," she told her. "So is this seriously going to be a problem?"

"Are you trying to get smart with me?" she asked. "Well smart people in my house don't have privileges. Hand over your phone," she demanded, glad that she finally had a reason to take her daughter's phone, giving her the perfect opportunity to snoop.

"There is no way that you are touching Sam. You do not pay my bill," Rose reminded her mother. Any other night she probably would've given it up, but she knew that she had not had a chance to erase Alice's texts, so she was not giving Sam to her tonight. "And last time I checked Carlisle left for work half an hour ago," she told her mother brazenly.

"You have just gotten too damn grown for my liking," Esme informed her daughter. "Either you straighten up, or you have got to go," she warned before turning on her heel and leaving the kitchen.

Rose knew Esme didn't mean a word of what she had said. Every other day, Esme would try to punish her by taking her phone, and most of the time, Rose would never hand it up, sending Esme into a tirade, only for her to act like it never happened the next day.

Rose began the ascent up the stairs to her room. As she walked by the window, she could have sworn that she saw a face behind the large oak tree in the backyard, but when she went back it was gone. 'I'm losing my mind,' she thought as she entered her bedroom. She walked into her bathroom and took a quick shower before laying down.

Rose had expected to fall asleep quickly, seeing as how she had had a wonderful evening with Alice, but it was well after midnight before she finally closed her eyes. She woke with a start shortly after when her phone started chiming, alerting her that she had a text message. "What the fuck?" she questioned after she had read it.

Be mindful of how you treat those near to you, or there will be dire consequences :(

She didn't know how to take the text. It didn't look like a forward, but if it wasn't, she didn't understand its meaning. She scrolled back up to see who would send her something like this. It wasn't even a number. "anonymous text .org ," she muttered into the darkness of her bedroom. She attempted to reply to the e-mail, but it only came back saying that the e-mail address was not valid.

She read the message again, in an attempt to understand what was being said. Rose couldn't think of any of her friends that she had mistreated. She tried to be kind to everyone, unless you pissed her off. So why would they say "those near to you" if it was someone that she didn't talk to. She also wanted to know what the "dire consequences" were. Rose usually wasn't affected by things like this, but for some reason, she was almost frightened by this.

"It's probably just some stupid joke," she said aloud, trying to will herself back into slumber. She tossed and turned for the rest of the night, and got up feeling groggy. She quickly showered again before getting dressed and brushing her hair.

She walked downstairs, ready to see Esme waiting impatiently by the door, but instead was greeted by her friend Bella. "Hey there Rose," she greeted. "Esme called and said your brother had an appointment and she needed me to get you to school," she explained as they headed out the front door.

"Bell, I'm really freaked out," Rose admitted once they were in the car. "I got this weird text earlier this morning, and I think I just got another one," she stated, feeling her phone vibrate in her vest pocket. "But maybe it's just Alice," she said hopefully as she pulled her phone out.

Did Bella pick you up?

She read the message from Esme and gave a sigh of relief. She quickly typed back a simple yes before returning Sam to her pocket.

"So tell me more about this text," Bella prompted. "If it's serious, you might need to tell someone," she told her.

"I think it's just a stupid joke," Rose admitted, once again feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket. Assuming it was Esme again, she quickly pulled Sam out, only to realize that she had been very wrong.

Forgiveness mends a broken heart, but revenge eases the mind :)

"Rose what's the matter?" Bella questioned, noticing Rose's face pale and her body stiffen. "Rose," she yelled, pulling over onto the shoulder of the road. "Talk to me please," she begged after a few more moments of silence. She reached over to take the phone from Rose's hand, succeeding after a moment of coaxing. "What do you think it means?" she asked, looking over at Rose, who's color was returning.

"I think it's just somebody's idea of a joke," she remarked. "I think I'm over reacting," she admitted.

"Are you fucking serious?" Bella inquired. "Rose this is for real. How could you think something like this is a joke?" she asked as she pulled back on the road. How could Rose think someone sending you threatening text messages was a joke? A joke is somebody putting your hand in warm water when your asleep. This is a serious matter, and Rose needs to get that through her thick head.

"Some people have a dark sense of humor," Rose supplied, unable to understand why Bella was getting so mad. She wasn't even the one receiving the messages, so why was she so pissed off? "They apparently already know that I have a dark sense of humor, so maybe they're just fucking with me," she finished as they pulled into the school parking lot.

"You're wrong Rose. Th-," she was cut off by her phone chiming. "Ookay," she muttered, turning the phone so that Rose could read the text also.

Good Job :(

"Why would somebody send you something like this," Rose questioned. She didn't understand why Bella would be getting weird text messages too. Especially ones like the one she had just received.

"Let's go. We're gonna be late," was Bella's answer. She got out of the car and walked away, leaving a puzzled Rose in her wake. 'What the fuck is her problem? Maybe it's just PMS and she needed a reason to go off," Rose reasoned. Bella doesn't normally act like this, so it had to be something like that. Bella had always been there for Rose, and she didn't think she would abandon her now. 'She's a Scorpio for crying out loud. They're always loyal,' she thought as she entered the school.

The rest of the morning went by without incident. It wasn't until lunch came and Rose, Alice and Bella were almost finished eating, that her phone chimed again.

The real fun will begin shortly. I promise. :)

"Rosie is this one of those text messages you were telling me about earlier?" Alice questioned. "Something like this isn't a joke Rosalie," she informed her.

"That's what I tried to tell her," Bella said, making her first statement since they sat down. "I have to go. Rose do you want a ride home? I know Alice has to work today, and you probably don't wanna ride the bus," she said as she got up to throw away her tray.

"That's what I tried to tell her," Bella said, making her statement since they sat down. "I have to go. Rose you want a ride home? I know Alice has to work today, and you probably don't wanna ride the bus," she said as she got up to throw away her tray.

"That's okay. I don't mind riding the bus," she informed her. She did however dread the walk home, since Esme wasn't going to pick her up today. She had actually said no because she realized that Bella was still pissed at her not taking the messages seriously. 'At least I hope that's what she's mad at,' she considered. Rose hadn't spent much time around Bella lately, because she always seemed to be busy with her college preparation, and Rose spent most of her time with Alice anyway. 'Maybe she'll cool down soon,' she thought, silently laughing at Bella's inability to stay mad for an extended period of time.

"Why am I the only senior that has to stay here after lunch?" Rose questioned aloud, damning her seven classes schedule. She really wanted to go home with Bella, and to be honest she didn't really know why Bella offered to drive her home after lunch. 'Maybe she's just being courteous.'

"Because you're the only senior smart enough to take dual enrollment classes," Alice reminded her.

"Bella takes them too," Rose informed her. "The only difference is she's taken all of her social studies classes, and I haven't," she said sadly.

Alice was about to speak again, but the bell rang, signaling that it was time to head back to class or go home. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, both not knowing that the next time they saw each other, their lives would be totally different.

She dropped her bag onto her desk, ready to put in motion the biggest part of her plan. She quickly pulled out her camera and a blank DVD from her drawer, practically shaking with anticipation."This is going to be so fun," she murmured as the video of Rose and Alice burned onto the disk. She slipped on a pair of gloves and dusted off any finger prints and slipped it into a case before writing "FOR ESME" on the cover.

She walked out the front door and out to her car with a devilish grin adorning her face. The drive over to the Cullen's seemed to take longer, probably because she was excited about what was about to happen.

She pulled into the long driveway, knowing that she'd have to work quickly because Esme would be home soon. She got out of her car and sprinted up the front stairs and dropped the pink case into the mailbox, and hurried back to her car.

'I think I'm going to watch,' she decided as she pulled onto the main road. She drove another mile before pulling off on a side road and parking her car behind some trees. She jogged the mile back to the Cullen home and found herself a nice hideout behind some bushes in front of the living room picture window. "I hope she plays it in the living room," she muttered to herself.

A few moments later she heard tires crunching on the gravel, and crouched down lower, making sure she wouldn't be seen. The car door slammed shut and heels clicked as Esme walked up the stairs. She heard the mailbox door creak as it was opened and the muttered, "What's this?" as she found the DVD.

She heard the front door open and close, and once again heard the click of Esme's heels as she finally came into view. "Let's see," she said as she turned on the TV and DVD player before popping it in.

"Oh my," Esme gasped as the video began with Bella and Alice making out. She fell back on the couch in horror, clutching her chest as they slowly began to undress. "Not my little girl," she said as the sobs began to rack her body. "How could she do something like this," she sobbed loudly.

'This is gold. Why didn't I film this?' her observer thought, trying not to cackle aloud. She quickly crouched back down as Esme got to feet, the tears still streaming down her face and stopped the DVD.

"I'm going to kill her," Esme said as she stomped over to the kitchen and propped there expectantly.

"No wonder," her spectator muttered as she looked down at her watch. Rose was probably walking down the street now, not suspecting a thing. 'This is going to be great,' she thought.

Rose climbed the front stairs, for once glad to be home, because her feet hurt like hell. Once she opened the door and saw Esme leaning against the counter, she knew something was wrong. It was confirmed when Esme said, "Get your things. I want you out in an hour.

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