Chapter Four

Alice's POV


3:39pm

Bella was sitting on the edge of a road and panting lightly. Her head was buried in her hands and her knees were tucked to her chest.

I was brought back to reality, and found myself in Jasper's arms. His lips were at my ear. "What did you see?" he breathed. "Bella. She is waiting for someone to pick her up." "That was quick," he murmured as I released myself. I snatched the keys from the table, and took one last glance at my husband's caramel eyes.

"If that mutt shows up..." Jasper trailed off, a growl erupting from his chest. "I'll handle him myself." I reassured him. Jasper was overprotective of me. Just like Edward for Bella. Well, Edward had a right to be. Still, sometimes I wondered if the two of them ever were engrossed in a conversation revolving around the safety of Bella and me.

I jumped into my Porsche and slammed the door, grinning. Finally! I could drive this thing!

I stepped on the gas, and drove to the direction of the border line. My eyes wandered to a teenage boy with untidy bronze hair, walking on the sidewalk. I slammed on the breaks and strolled down the window. "Edward?" Oh, shit. Why did I stop? Now I had to block my mind.

Edward's POV

Ich frage mich, ob Emmett mein Modell für das Kleid von Rose sein wird.

(A/N: Hopefully, I think that translated: "I wonder if Emmett will be my model for Rose's dress" in German.)

Unfortunately, I took Japanese with Jasper instead of German with Carlisle and Alice. I raised my eyebrow, and Alice smiled mischievously. "I would offer you a ride, but I have an errand to run." And with that, she drove off.

I smiled to myself. I remembered how Alice would drag Bella everywhere with her. 'Edward!' she would whine. 'Alice bought me a $256 dress! Take it back!' She always thought we spent too much on her. 'Not enough for my angel,' I would say. Rosalie would agree.

Everyone missed her. She was their sister, and their daughter. And now she wasn't. And all because of a mere puppy. That's right. That's all he was—an overgrown pup. I balled my fists, and ran back to the house with incredible speed.

Bella's POV

I threw small stones at the road, waiting for Alice. She would see me, and send Edw—

No. He wouldn't come. But someone would. Anyone…right?

What if, since I chose to see Jacob, no one would come? What if they thought I chose Jacob over them? I hugged my knees, hoping they would be smarter than that. Couldn't Alice see what would of happened if Edward ignored me? Didn't Jasper understand how I felt?

Lost. Abandoned. Forgotten.

"I thought he wasn't going to fight fair…" I mumbled to myself. I looked up to find Alice's Porsche 911 Turbo 's passenger door wide open. She kept her eyes on the road. "Do you want to come in?" she asked softly. I jumped up and climbed into the seat. I shut the door, and waited patiently for Alice to excel past 115km/h.

She didn't move, so I turned to her, raising a brow. Her head was lowered, but I saw her lips twitching. She snapped her head up, and stomped on the gas. I found myself gripping the handle of the locked door for my dear life.

Emmett's POV

Rose jumped out of my lap and rolled her eyes. Edward collided with the door. We were all used to the sound—as if two rocks bashed into each other. But this was different. One of the rocks were smashed.

Rose appeared at the top of the stairs and glared at Edward angrily. "Have you got that through your thick mind, or must I think of it some more?" she hissed. She slammed our bedroom door shut.

Edward shot an accused look straight at me. "You," he growled. "What did I do?!" Must Rosalie get me in trouble all the time?

"Not you. All of you," he said in a deadly voice. My eyes widened. How could she?! And I thought I would be the one to spill the beans. Beans—a can of little, human—

"How could you do this to me?" Edward cut me off from my thoughts. I sighed. Rosalie was going to hear it from Alice. I know she would.

"Listen, Edward," I said calmly. I knew what to do. Edward raised an impatient brow. "It was Jasper's idea!" and with that, I zoomed out as fast as I could, forgetting that Edward was faster than me. His arm shot across my body, flinging me backwards. "It was Jasper's idea to take Bella shopping?" he hissed. Wait—what?! Rosalie was thinking of us taking Bella shopping?! How could I have doubted her? She was so much smarter than me.

I knew Edward would be rummaging through my thoughts any moment now. I blamed shopping on Jasper. Hah. Like he could shop! Esme had to choose out his clothes. The poor bloke.


Edward' POV

Seriously, though. Jasper has no sense of style! Edward can pull of a better look. Then why does Rosalie always tell me I don't have a sense for fashion?! I must—she is talking about it non-stop…

His mind was distracted—as usual. I decided that he had no more idea of what was going on than I did. I need answers. Now.

My gaze averted to Emmett's bedroom. She had a copy of my CD. Clair de Lune was playing quietly. Ugh. She had me there.

I left Emmett to sort out his thoughts on Jasper, and knocked softly on the door. It was more than loud enough for her to hear.

"Rosalie," I tried to keep my voice reasonable. "What?" she snapped from inside. "If it is true, and Alice was just taking Bella shopping…then I guess I don't mind." I whispered. I couldn't believe I was admitting this to Rosalie, of all people.

I didn't want to see if it was true. I didn't want to take the chance and read her mind, finding out that she is picturing Emmett or something.

The door swung open, revealing Rosalie with her arms crossed. "I knew you would come around." She murmured, smirking. I blinked. Obviously, she was confused.

You know what I mean. You want to get back at the dog, don't you? Or else you would be minding that Bella was shopping with her sister.

I winced. Sister. She was right. I wasn't ready to let Bella go. I would never be ready. She was mine. Rosalie's smirk become more mischievous the moment I smiled with no humour.

"So are we gonna go whip some wolf butt, or what? Operation G.B.B. is back and—" Emmett appeared, leaning against the door.

"Emmett! Shut up! He hasn't figured that out yet!" Rosalie hissed, her solid rock hand meeting Emmett's jaw.

A/N: Okay, I really wanted to get something up. I left it here so SOMETHING will happen next chapter, and would quicken the story up. And there it is. Edward finding out about their plan. Emmett can't cover that up!