Author's Note: So this was originally chapter Five, but I realized that Chapter Three and Four pretty much went along very nicely together as one chapter, so I combined them into a new chapter and replaced Chapter 3 with the updated version. Please go back and read it.

Disclaimer: Rachael and I can only claim ownership of Amy, Martha, and the plot...that is all.

Chapter Four

-MPOV

I had been home for about two weeks, and things weren't any better between me and Amelia. I smirked a little. She apparently hated being called "Amelia", which made me want to do it even more.

Dad had talked to me after speaking with Amelia the day I arrived, and told me to behave myself, and be friendly with her. I told him that he had nothing to worry about. After all, I am an angel.

However, it was time for things to change in the Cullen house. Amy may have held the title of "family baby" while I was going, and she may be younger than me, but I am still the family baby, and it's about time that Amelia relinquish that title back to me. I planned to set the record straight today.

I walked downstairs and saw Amelia reading a magazine on the couch, so I decided to do what Carlisle said, and be nice to her.

"Hello, Amelia"

She ignored me. Well, that was rather rude.

I tapped her shoulder, "Amelia, I said hello…the polite thing to do would be to return my greeting."

She continued to ignore me, so I grabbed the magazine and pulled it from her hands, careful not to rip it.

"What the hell is your problem, bitch?" Amelia yelled.

"Amelia Leighanne Cullen!" Carlisle and Esme both called from upstairs. I smirked.

"I said hello, but you're obviously the first deaf vampire I've ever met." I said, making sure to keep my voice low enough that it wouldn't carry upstairs. We wouldn't want Carlisle and Esme mad at me now, would we?

"I'm not deaf" Amelia said in a clipped tone. "I was ignoring you."

"Well, that is rather rude."

"I don't really care, Ginger"

I bit my tongue and balled up my fists to keep from slapping her or saying something Carlisle and Esme would hear that I would regret. I found her pet peeve in calling her "Amelia", and she found mine in calling me "Ginger"

She smiled triumphantly at my reaction. I took a deep breath to calm down, and then launched in to my reason for coming down.

"Carlisle wants us to act more like sisters, so what do you say to some sisterly bonding while we hunt?"

"I say no." she said, "I'm not stupid. I'm not going anywhere alone with you."

"Carlisle would want you to do it."

"Then Carlisle can talk to me about it."

I smiled mischievously, "Have it your way, then."

-APOV

I watched as Martha turned around and walked upstairs.

Have it your way, then? I thought as she went out of eyesight. What did she mean by that?

-MPOV
I walked up to Carlisle and Esme's room, and used a skill I had perfected when I use to live here – crocodile tears. Once I let a few drops of venom run down my face, I knocked on the door.

"Mother? Father? May I come in?" I asked, making sure to make my voice quiver a little. My fake tears wouldn't convince them that I had been crying if my voice was steady.

A second later, Carlisle opened his bedroom door, looking concerned. Inwardly, I smiled. He knew the quivering voice was a sign of me being distressed.

"Martha, honey, come in. What's wrong?" he asked, wrapping an arm around me.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but….it's Amy."

"You aren't bothering us, sweetheart. What about Amy? She's not hurt, is she?" Esme asked.

"No, but she hurt me" I said.

"She harmed you?" Carlisle asked, his voice getting firm. Oh yeah, Amelia was about to get it.

"No physically, by emotionally she did." I said, and leaned against Carlisle.

"Start at the beginning, baby." Esme asked, stroking my hair comfortingly.

I took a deep breath, like I was trying to calm down, "Well, Daddy, you've been saying that you wanted Amy and I to act more like sisters, and today I decided that we have been acting like children long enough, and it was time to put this silly feud over who is the baby of the family behind us."

"I'm glad to hear it" Carlisle said, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly.

"Well, I went down to suggest it to Amy, and when I first tried to talk to her….well, you heard her call me a….a female dog." I changed that last word for Carlisle's sake. Even if it was a direct quote, Carlisle didn't approve of swearing.

Carlisle nodded, "She knows that language isn't acceptable….is that what upset you? I'll go speak to her now."

"That isn't what upset me." I said, "I gave her my suggestion, and then she…she…."

"She what, Martha?" Esme asked.

I let a few more venom tears fall, as if I was remembering a traumatic experience. "She said she'd never do anything with me." I started letting my fake sobs take over my body, "I'm sorry I failed you, Daddy….I was just trying to do what you asked."

"No, sweetie, don't worry, you didn't do anything wrong. I am proud of you for trying to bond with your sister." Carlisle said, and then his hand tightened around my shoulder, and he raised his voice. "Amelia Leighanne Cullen! Come here, NOW!"