A/N: At the end of chapter 5, we saw Emmett making a phone call. He was giving instructions to the person he was talking to; explaining that he wanted to make Edward suffer. In case you didn't know (and a few friends who read this actually didn't know), when Emmett says he doesn't want him to "get it up", he meant he doesn't want Edward to be able to maintain an erection. Harsh, but I'm sure you would be too if the dude raped your sister :-)

So sorry for the long A/N, there won't be another one at the bottom. Thank you for all the lovely reviews!

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BPOV

Alice and I went back to our dorm to pack our things. We stopped by our advisor's office to explain what was going on.

We didn't own many things, so we piled it all in the trunk of Alice's car and headed off to Emmett's apartment. When we got there, we grabbed our things and headed in. We stopped and dropped a few of our things on the floor as Alice reached up to knock on Emmett's door.

The door opened to reveal Rosalie; I wondered what it was going to be like, living with her. She smiled warmly at us, easing my fears. After setting our things in Emmett's guest room, we headed out to the kitchen. I figured if I was going to be staying here, the least I could do was make dinner for the four of us. Upon inspection of the fridge, however, I realized that Emmett's grocery shopping left a whole lot to be desired.

Alice and I went into the living room to watch some T.V., and Rosalie followed.

"So you guys are going to be staying here, huh?" she asked us. We nodded in response, a little fearful of her reaction.

"That's cool," she said. "It will be kind of nice having more girls around." She grinned, and we looked at her in shock.

"I didn't know you liked us," said Alice wearily.

"Of course I do!" said Rose. We could practically see the fakeness oozing out of her pores. Alice and I exchanged a glance, silently deciding to just go along with it for now. We'd be out of here soon enough, right?

"So Rose," I said, "we can call you 'Rose', right?" She nodded apprehensively. "What do you like to do for fun?"

"Well," she began, "I like to paint my nails, or go to the spa, or go shopping." At the mention of Alice's favorite pastime, her eyes lit up and I groaned inwardly. I like shopping as much as the next person, but Alice takes it way too far. I could almost see her dreams of the three of us shopping…and if they included me almost passing out after six hours, they would probably be visions of the future.

"You've been dating our brother for what, two years now? And we know almost nothing about you," said Alice.

"What do you want to know?" asked Rose.

"Who you are, where you come from, if you have any siblings," I told her. "We just want to get to know the woman who is most likely going to be our future sister-in-law."

"Well, my name is Rosalie Lillian Hale," she began. "I'm 23 years old, I have a younger half-brother, and my parents are divorced. I don't really talk to my mother much, or my brother." We motioned for her to continue, and she looked at us. "I'm graduated college last year, and got my degree in massage therapy. I'm planning on doing a private business. Um, I don't know, is there anything else you want to know?"

"What's your brother's name; do we know him?" asked Alice.

"His name is Edward, and I don't know. Like I said, we don't really talk unless it's at family gatherings; even then, all we say is 'hi'." My eyes widened. How many people under 23 were named Edward; and, how many young people with that name don't like to be called Ed or Eddie?

"How old is he?" I choked out.

"Um, he's…let's see," she thought for a minute. "20? No, he's 21. Why?" Alice stared at me, and I shook my head.

"Just wondering," I told her, giving my sister a meaningful glance. After that, we basically watched T.V. in silence. When we heard Emmett return home, we gave him a hug and retired to our room.

"Do you think she knows what he did?" asked Alice in a whisper. I shook my head.

"No, I don't think so. If she did, would she have mentioned him so casually?" Alice shrugged and rolled over onto her back.

"I hope she doesn't know," she said. "It would be kind of nice to have a willing shopping partner."

I giggled. Yes, it definitely would, I thought to myself.

Jon POV

After the phone call I received from Emmett, I knew that something had happened. Bella hadn't looked quite the same when I saw her. She looked almost like she was glowing, but she also looked haunted. Happy and ruined at the same time. I wished I knew what had caused the latter, but I'm pretty sure Emmett's call told me what I needed to know.

Emmett and I had never been close; that is, until the day he saw the look on my face when Bella and Alice left for a double date.

Flashback

Bella and Alice were dressed up, getting ready for their dates. They were going out tonight with two guys named Mike and Tyler. I knew them, and hated them. They only wanted to get into the girls' pants, and I would do anything to make sure Bella didn't get hurt.

"Jon, thank you so much for helping me not be so nervous," giggled Bella. I gazed at her lovingly, wishing I could know if she felt the same for me.

"No problem," I told her. "I'm just happy you're feeling better." I smiled at her, while inside I was dying. Why couldn't I just grow a pair and ask her out? It didn't matter; she would probably never like me that way.

The doorbell rang, and the girls raced to answer it. When they got there, however, they stood for a minute; making the guys wait I assumed. I spotted Mike when they finally opened the door, and I almost threw up at the look on his face. Bella waved one last time to me, and I waved back half-heartedly. It should be me she's going out with, not that ugly, childlike Newton.

The door closed, but I just stood there for a minute staring at it.

"Which one?" asked a voice behind me. I jumped and turned to face Emmett?

"Huh?" I asked.

"Which one are you in love with?" he clarified.

"I d-don't know w-what you're talking about," I stuttered. He sighed, shaking his head.

"Dude, you've got it bad," he said. "I mean, even I can see that you're in love with one of my sisters. So tell me, which one is it?"

"Bella," I answered, depressed. Even her older brother could see it; why couldn't she?

From that day on, Emmett had taken me under his wing. Bella never noticed me, which is why I had chosen to go to Texas for college. I missed her too much though, so I begged my brother to come up north with me.

Emmett had a little following. It wasn't a gang, by violence standards, but we did what he asked with no questions. We knew not to doubt anything he said; a few years ago some guy had talked back…nobody ever saw him since. The rumors ran from "Emmett killed him" to "the guy up and moved to Alaska". No one actually knew what happened, and I didn't really care. Our gang didn't go around beating up little old ladies, or even other thugs. When someone close to us was hurt, that was the only time we used violence. We generally used the "eye for an eye" approach. So if Emmett wanted me to destroy Bella's boyfriend where the sun doesn't shine, then that must mean…

OH MY GOD!