Chapter 6- Alice
EPOV
Dammit I'm so confused. Should I? Or should I not? I'm so tempted. I don't know how I'll feel afterwards. I know I shouldn't but...
"Shit, Edward just eat the damn doughnut!" Emmett yelled, exasperated. He thought it was easy. Apparently, according to him, " If I wanted the 'effin doughnut, than I should just eat it." Simple Emmett.
"But I'm so stuffed!" I moaned.
"If you don't eat it I will." That made up my mind. Quickly, I snatched the jelly-filled delicacy and gobbled it in two bites. I moaned. So good.
"I feel like I'm gonna explode!" I complained. Esme's dinner had me filled to the brim with delicious steak and potatoes.
Emmett slapped his hand on the table. "That's what he said!" He gwaffed, and I just shook my head. He's such an idiot.
"Hardy-har-har. You can leave now."
"Yeah, yeah I'll go before Crankyward comes out to say hi." Before he could get up the obnoxious doorbell rang.
"Even after four years you think you'd be smart enough to change the freaking bell." A feminine voice chimed from the doorway.
Alice? Was she back from boarding school?
"Alice?" Emmett echoed my thoughts.
"That's me!" I turned to look at my sister for the first time in years. Time had done her well. Still short as ever, but she looked happy and less childlike. Her black hair was cut short, and her green eyes radiated joy.
"Are you back for good?" I asked as I enveloped her in a long awaited hug.
"Yup! I'm starting at your high school. I got everything transfered. Mom and dad don't know yet." She flashed a wicked grin and skipped over to Emmett. "You're freaking huge! How the hell did that happen? Do you take steroids?" Alice stared at him seriously.
"Naw, I just look really big to you because you're so tiny. Nice to see you're back short stuff." Alice glared at him and then proceeded to punch him, hard, in the gut. Emmett doubled over, clutching his stomach.
I looked solemnly at her. "Tiny, but mighty." Alice stared for a moment and then I was on the floor next to him, clutching my gut too.
"Damn! What'd they feed you over there!?" She pouted and scurried off to go attack mom with her energy. I feared for my sweet, innocent mother.
I don't know how that woman does it. She practically raised all of us. Emmett was pretty much there since forever, and my twin actually was there for day one. Oh and don't even get me started with raising Bells.
Shit, Bella.
Damn, I was so curious about that disc. It was like a fucking forbidden fruit that I wasn't allowed to touch, which brought me back to earlier. Should I? Or shouldn't I? I had this nagging feeling that what was on that disc would definitely do something to me.
Suddenly the front door slammed open, revealing an extremely worried looking Jasper. He stood for a moment to take in the scene before him. Emmett was on the floor, pretending to still be hurt. I was sitting crisscross-apple-sauce next to him with the buffalo pillow pet that I had taken from Alice's luggage in my lap.
This was one of those "that awkward moment when" moments.
"So, anyone care to explain-you know what? Never mind. I don't have time for this." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Any of you heard from Bella since Wednesday?"
Was he worried about her? Come to think of it she's been gone for almost five days now. "Why? What could've happened to her? Forks isn't exactly the most dangerous place in the world." I stated, rolling my eyes.
Something flashed in his eyes. It was too quick to tell what it was. Jasper simply stared at me. "Shouldn't you be more worried? You guys were pretty close once, right?"
I looked down. "That was a very long time ago," a very long time indeed. "I'm not responsible for her." I knew my decision was the right one. Even though it was years ago, she would understand someday.
I just wish someday could be now.
Jasper sighed and shook his head. "I need to calm down."
Emmett, who was now, apparently, better, flashed a wicked grin. "I know a good way to relieve stress."
"Emmett, you're my bro, but I don't roll that way." Jasper told him with a carefully blank face.
Oh God, ew. Just-no. That's nasty.
The big dope just laughed and shook his head. "I was think more about rehearsing, but since you brought that up, I just wanted to tell you baby," Emmett gave him big doe eyes, making him look slightly crazy. "I'll wait for you. Until you realize who you really belong with." Before Jasper could do anything, I dragged him out of the room and told him to get ready to play.
OoOoO
"You ready Em? Or are you gonna just sit there and pout?"
"Shut up, Eddie," I growled. "You weren't the one who was just rejected." He huffed and adjusted his position on the chair for the fiftieth time. I pinched my nose. I was about to say something but he told me he was ready before I could.
"Thank God." Jasper muttered. I shot him a quick look, but he had already started playing the first notes. I sighed and went along with the familiar tune. Thank the lord for Coldplay.
"I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
[ Lyrics from: lyrics/c/coldplay/viva_la_ ]
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world"
Funny how songs could hit so close to home.
A/N I know, I know.
"Geez, Molly you've been gone forever. Do you have any good excuses?"
"Why yes, reader, I do."
"And what is it?"
*Gets far off look* "Life got in the way."
OMG guys! I'm so sorry it took this long to freakin' update. I wanted to post an author's note to apologize earlier, but I hate when you get that happy feeling when it says they updated their story only to find out it really isn't a chapter. :( And I'm really sorry it was a short chapter, but I honestly have a severe case of writer's block. SOMEONE HELP WITH IDEAS. I have basic stuff down, but I have absolutely no idea where i'm going with this. Helllp. OH! And reviews encourage me to update more! :)