Ok guys, I have totally been forgetting to put the disclaimer up here. I DO NOT OWN TWILITE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, ALL ARE OWNED BY STEPHANIE MEYER. Well, now that that's covered, I hope everyone likes this chapter! Lemme tell you, you'll be getting the F Bomb a LOT in this chapter! (; And thanks SOOO much to all of you who are reading this and reviewing! (: Love all of you! And of course I can't forget LoriVampp, the wonderful girl who posts these things! Haha, love you, Lori! Thanks!
Rosalie's POV
"Call me." I said nervously as I handed him the sticky note I had carefully written my number on. I prayed with everything I had that he wouldn't just throw it out like a piece of trash, even though technically it was. I sauntered off, implying that I wasn't scared of what Emmett would do. I went directly to my brother Jasper's office. I accidentally walked in on something I'd never want to see him do. He was leaned over my best friend Alice and was kissing her. WHAT THE HELL?!?! I stopped short before clearing my throat loudly. Alice gasped and Jasper removed his lips from her skin as soon as he heard me, they both turned to see who had caught them.
"What the fuck is going on here?!?" I shouted, not even making an attempt to keep my voice down. Jasper stared at me and moved his eyes back to Alice who was still pinned up against the wall beside his desk.
"Rose, I… I can explain!!!" Alice cried desperately. Jasper ran his fingers through her short, black hair, trying to calm her down.
"Shh, Alice, it's ok. I'll handle this, baby, alright?" She nodded obviously still dazed, from her make-out with my brother, and from me interrupting it.
"Yes, Jasper, why don't you fucking 'handle this'!" I shouted at my brother.
"Rosalie Lillian Hale, calm the ** down! I love your best friend! There! I said it, god dammit! I think I've loved her since the day you brought her home off of that big yellow school bus! You two skipping around, playing patty-cake, and giving each other horrid makeovers! I saw that short little black haired girl and I knew I was going to marry her one day...I couldn't stop thinking about her, she was everywhere I looked!" Alice and I stared at him, equally shocked at the turn of events.
"You… you love m-me?" Alice managed to say. Instead of answering Jasper pulled his lips to hers for a brief second and unwrapped his arm from her waist. Going to his desk he went in the top drawer and pulled out a small, velvet box. Holy shit is that a ring?! Bending down of one knee he opened the box to my shocked best friend.
"Yes. I love you, Alice. I always have, I always will. I'll stand by you until you kick me out, and scream at me to go away. No matter what you say or do, I want you to know that I will always love you. I could continue the list I've been rehearsing in my head since the moment I bought this ring, but I think it's easier just to say this. Mary Alice Brandon, will you marry me?" I stood by the door, gaping at the scene playing out before my eyes.
"Y-yes! Of course I'll marry you, Jasper!" Alice shrieked whilst jumping into his arms, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck and kissing him full on the lips.
"Oh, my god…" was all that could escape my lips. Jasper turned to me with a wary smile plastered onto his face.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Rose. I just thought-"
"You thought if you told me you liked my friend, I'd get mad? That the woman you loved just happened to be my best friend?! What do you think I am, Jasper? Some evil witch who doesn't care about anyone but herself? One that doesn't love you?!...I do fucking care, Jasper!" I stormed out with angry tears running freely down my cheeks, passing Emmett, Charles, and Edward on the way out. I heard running feet behind me and a strong hand gripped my arm and enveloped me into a hug. Not knowing who it was, or really caring, I buried my face in their chest and cried.
Emmett's POV
While the boys and I where discussing the rest of the football season and who we thought should be the quarterback until I returned, we saw Rosalie run by us with tears running down her cheeks. Staring open-mouthed, I knew I'd never be able to catch her in my wheelchair, so I told Edward to get her for me. He took off in a sprint after her, equally as concerned for her as I was. I saw him seize her by the arm and tug her into a hug while she cried freely into his chest. I watched hoping he could calm her down and bring her over here. He wrapped his arm around her tiny waist and slowly brought her over. Edward's soothing whispers in her ear only calmed her to an extent, the tears had stopped, but her breathing had remained shaken.
"So, tell me what happened again?" Edward asked her quietly, trying to not to pry. She took a deep breath and began her story.
"… And that's when I walked in on them making-out, then… then he just proposed! Right there!" the tears welled in her sea blue eyes once again, as she recalled on the past few moments.
"Rosalie, it's okay." I added. Her eyes widened as she took in that I had seen her break down. I laughed softly "It's alright; I've done the same thing."
"I guess so; I mean… they're getting married. And I have no one…" she said sadly. All three of our eyes widened at hearing that. She laughed; it wasn't the musical laugh I liked to hear. It was a sad sound, more forced than anything else.
"Yeah, I have nobody. I'm as single as a skinny bitch in a McDonalds." She told us.
"Well in that case! Would you like to-" Charles began to say before Edward and I elbowed him to shut up. "Ouch, gosh guys." I rolled my eyes as she told us that she really had to go, Edward brought her to her car and came back to us.
"God, Emmett, you sure know how to pick 'em. Why do you always go for the one's who can't keep themselves upright for a day without help?" I punched him in the stomach, annoyed with him.
"Shut the fuck up, Edward. I wouldn't be talking. Since, Ms. Bella can't walk 20 steps without tripping on air!" he narrowed his eyes and left. Bella Swan was Edward's girlfriend of three years, and we all knew they would end up together. She was the clumsiest person I had ever met, but at least she had someone to love, and to love her back.
Rosalie's POV
After Edward helped me back to my car I sat in the drivers' seat with my head resting on the steering wheel, allowing the pain to slowly creep over my body. Tremors shook my body as I sobbed, tears stung my eyes, and my cell phone's constant buzzing from either Alice or Jasper calling me just gave me a headache. Finally gaining the control I needed, I revved the engine car, and drove back to my apartment silently. Turning the key in my door I saw the last person I wanted to see, and instantly regretted the moment I had given her the key to my place.
"Rose, please, let me explain!" I shook my head silently at Alice and tried to walk past her. She jumped up from my couch and put herself in front of my bedroom door so I couldn't get in.
"God dammit, Alice! Move! Just let me go to my room, and GET OUT!" I felt bad the moment the words came out of my mouth, but I couldn't help it. I was pissed that she was marrying my brother, and I didn't even know they were dating until today when I walked in on them. Alice wasn't even fazed by my outburst. She knew me all too well, and sometimes I wish she didn't.
"No, I'm not leaving, Rosalie. Just accept it! I love your brother, he loves me, we're getting married, and it's as simple as that! Now, you're going to be my maid of honor whether you like it or not! Stop being so god damn selfish!" And with that she moved to the side and I stormed into my room. A few minutes later I heard my front door open and close softly. I went into my bathroom and examined my reflection. Red nose, puffy eyes, running makeup, God, I look like shit.
After taking at least a 45 minute shower, I went to see my reflection again, hoping to find something better than before. Puffy eyes were still there, along with my eyes now being bloodshot. Through the steam I could see my make-up had thankfully washed off, and my nose wasn't red anymore. I changed into sweatpants and threw the first T-Shirt I could find on and then went to my living room.
Jasper.
Alice.
My god…
"Rosalie, let us explain, and do not run off this time." Jasper said, in his "authority voice". I crossed my arms stubbornly and waited.
"Go on, tell me a bunch of shit that everybody but you two, knows I'd never believe. But I'll stand here and pretend like I do, then kick both of your asses out of my apartment. So, yeah, go ahead." Jasper went along ranting about how he asked Alice out, behind my back may I add, and they 'fell in love'.
"Would you just shut the hell up?! I don't give a fuck about what you have to say! Now, get your asses out of here before I kick them out!" I screamed and opened the door for them. Jasper gave me a dirty look, while Alice just looked shocked and miserable. They walked out and I grabbed a beer from my fridge, popped it open, and went to work drinking it as I watched Spanish soap operas.
After watching four soap operas, drinking six beers, and eating eight bars of chocolate, I felt sick. I ran to my bathroom and threw up for the second time today, hearing my phone ring I went to see the caller.
210-687-8326 [A/N: totally random number, guys. lol] I didn't recognize the number, well that's new for me.
I picked up cautiously wondering if Jasper or Alice took someone else's phone to call me so I'd answer.
"Um, hello?" I asked into the receiver.
"Is this Rosalie?" I heard that adorable, deep voice from earlier today.
I allowed myself to crack a smile at this.
Emmett…
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