Alice POV
I woke up the next morning with a nasty looking hand print on my cheek. I couldn't hide it from Emmet and Edward so I didn't try. Holding my head high I went downstairs and started rummaging around in the kitchen looking for some breakfast. I climbed up on the counter and into the cabinet trying to reach a box of cereal. It was almost like they had built these cabinets to keep four year olds out. Isn't that funny? Bleary eyed Edward walked into the kitchen and discovered me climbing into a cabinet. "Alice! What are you doing? Get down from there!" He commanded in a hushed to tone. I have no idea why he was whispering because mom and dad were gone already and Emmet was awake and sitting at the kitchen table.
"Edward, I have no idea why you are angry, or why you are whispering," hopping down from the counter I landed nimble on the balls of my feet. "Further more I was just getting some breakfast."
"Mouthy this morning aren't we?" He replied in a louder tone of voice. Grinning silently I pranced over to the table to have my breakfast. Violently shaking his head to clear the last remnants of sleep from his brain Emmet snatched the cereal box away from me. "HEY! Hello, I was using that! Can you say rude?"
"Rude," he mumbled. Without another word he poured his cereal then shoved the box back at me. Out of the corner of my eye I snuck a gaze at him from under my elbow. His eyes were a little foggy but other then that he looked fine.
"Emmet are you ok?" I asked quietly.
"I'm fine!" He shouted back.
Edward laughed and sang, "Love struck!" Growling Emmet threw himself and Edward and tackled him to the floor. "Ow Em, geez I was kidding get off of me you little punk!" He commanded from underneath Emmet's stomach..
"Not until you apologize!" Glowered Emmet, still laughing Edward shook his head. Or at least I think he did. He was covered with a lot of Emmet. Without any effort Edward sat up with Emmet still punching and kicking trying in vain to hurt Edward some how.
"Let's just go to the park," Edward suggested as he pushed Emmet away from him. I nodded eagerly. Quickly finishing my cereal I ran upstairs and put on the green dress mommy bought me that matched my eyes. Frowning in the mirror I remember what mommy did last night. Why would mommy hit me? She's supposed to love me no matter what…I hated mommy. It's bad to hate people but mommy was bad…so is it ok to hate mommy? I don't know after all I'm only four.
"Alice let's go!" Edward called from down stairs.
"Coming!" I replied. Grabbing a jacket and my brown converse I bolted down stairs.