A/N: Hola my lovely readers :) Well I had planned on posting this yesterday, but my sister, who I hadn't seen in forever, dropped by for a surprise visit so I kind of forgot. Thanks to everyone for the reviews. Without further ado, here is chapter seven. Enjoy and don't forget to read the end note :)

Warnings: This story is DARK. My characters are OOC and a little crazy.

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are property of Stephanie Myers, I only own the plot.

Saturday morning I woke up in a grumpy mood. It didn't help that Alice kept kicking me in her sleep. I loved Alice's bed, it was so soft and huge, unfortunately, Alice was an active sleeper. She was constantly moving, and therefore hitting anybody within range. Alice was still sleeping, mumbling incoherently, as I slipped out of bed. It was almost 8, but I knew Alice wouldn't be up for another hour or two. She was always a late sleeper.

I slipped out of the bedroom, shutting the door softly behind me. Looking up, I noticed Edward was walking out of his room as well. He glanced at me for a long moment, before walking by, not saying a word. Hurt, and feeling rejected, I trailed slowly behind him. We walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Esme was already in there, making her famous blueberry pancakes with strawberry-maple syrup.

"Good morning, dears." She greeted as Edward and I sat at the breakfast island.

She placed a plate of pancakes in front of both of us. Edward immediately dug in, smothering his pancakes in the delicious syrup. I, however, was not feeling particularly hungry. I cut my pancakes up, then proceeded to push them around my plate, absentmindedly. How could I eat when my heart was tearing it's way through my chest? With a sigh, I dropped my fork on my plate.

"Bella?" My head shot up at the sound of my name on his beautiful lips.

Edward was staring at me, eyes narrowed, and eyebrows furrowed. Feeling another set of eyes on me, I turned my head. Esme was also staring at me, but hers was a look full of motherly concern. I gave her a timid smile, before bowing my head.

"Not hungry." I whispered, shoving my plate away from me.

"Everything alright Bella? You're not getting sick are you?" She asked.

"No, no." I assured her. "I just had a big dinner last night before the game and I think I'm still full."

"Alright dear, if you say so." Esme nodded.

She stared at me for a moment, before turning back to the stove. Once her back was turned, I felt the unmistakable presence of Edward's hand on my knee. I looked at him, once more. His face had darkened somewhat, but he also seemed worried. His eyes flicked down to my wrist, my scar burning under his gaze, then looked back at with a skeptical look.

"You should eat." He said. "All that cheerleading had to of burned the calories from your dinner. You could pass out."

"I'll be fine." I insisted. "I'm not hungry."

I made to get off the stool I was sitting on, but Edward's hand on my knee stopped me. His grip was tightening and his eyes seemed to blaze with fury. I paused as he leaned towards me. He was so close I could feel his hot breath on the shell of my ear.

"Eat." He quietly demanded.

"I'm. Not. Hungry." I glared back.

I yanked my knee away from his touch. Gone was my somber mood, replaced with anger. How dare he ignore me and then demand that I eat?! He didn't even let me explain last night! He could have at least let me explain! It wasn't like I had cheated on him, or even really cared for Tyler. It had only been a reflex and Edward would have known that if he could let me explain.

I jumped down from the stool I was sitting on. I quickly rushed out of the kitchen, my heart thumping painfully with each step. I practically ran back to Alice's bedroom. I accidentally slammed the door behind me, startling Alice, who had still been sleeping. She quickly shot up in her bed, eyes with..

"Jasper!" She gasped.

"Whoa," I chuckled, determined to forget about Edward for now, "Good dream Alice?"

"What?" Her head snapped to me. "No I-" She shook her head. I felt sorry for slamming the door. She was obviously still disoriented from waking up so abruptly. She looked at me for a moment, blinking her eyes slowly, before she finally spoke. "Was I sleeping?"

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling sheepishly. "I accidentally slammed the door. Sorry about that."

She stared at me silently. Suddenly something pink and soft hit my face. Stunned, I did nothing but stand for a moment. Slowly I brought my gaze to my feet. One of Alice's pillows was laying on the floor. I looked back at Alice, she was now glaring at me.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"You woke. Me up." She practically growled.

"So you throw a pillow at me?" I scoffed, picking up huge round pillow. I threw it back at her face before jumping in her bed. "Well since you're up-"

"Ugh!" She groaned.

She flopped back in her bed, throwing her arm across her face. I smiled teasingly at her. I know Alice and I have had some bad times in our friendship, but she really was my true best friend. That's why I'm so scared to tell her how I feel about her brother. She's never liked any girl that Edward dated in high school. If I told her how I felt, she would hate me and I couldn't stand even the thought of that. Still though, I knew I had to tell her, soon.

Alice and I laid in her bed in comfortable silence. I was pretty sure she had fallen back to sleep, but I still laid there, not wanting to see Edward. I glanced over to Alice as I felt her moving. She sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She walked to the closet and pulled out a purple fuzzy housecoat, which she threw over her shorts and tank top pyjamas. She walked to her bedroom door, before turning to look at me with a concerned expression.

"You planning on stay in my bed all weekend?" She snorted.

"Better than being alone with your brother." I muttered before I could stop myself.

"Edward?" She asked, surprised. She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Did he do something last night? I swear if he hurt Jas-"

"No." I interrupted quickly. "He didn't even see him at the party."

"Did he do something to you? Or say something?" Her eyes softened with concern. "Because I swear if he did I will kick his ass from here to China. Brother or not, he doesn't get to mess with my best friend."

"It's nothing Alice, really." I shook my head, offering a small smile. "I think we were just both in a bit of a grumpy mood after last night."

"Yeah." She noded her head, casting her eyes to the ground. "I am really sorry about that Bella. You know I wouldn't have- I just needed space to clear my head. I should have stayed though. I made you go and then I just left you. I'm a horrible best friend."

"No you are not." I scoffed. "C'mon, Esme made blueberry pancakes for breakfast."

I followed Alice back downstairs to the kitchen. I decided staying in Alice's bed all weekend would be boring. Besides, I had promised to go dress shopping in Seattle with her. I was also excited to spend the weekend with Edward. I was still mad at him, but I wasn't stupid. I knew I wouldn't get another chance like this for awhile.

In the kitchen, Esme and Carlisle were both sitting at the breakfast nook. Edward, however, was nowhere to be found. I assumed he went back to his room or something. Alice grabbed a plate of pancakes and I decided to head back upstairs to take a shower and get ready before we had to leave.

As I was walking down the hall towards Alice's bedroom, she has an ensuite bathroom, I noticed Edward was standing outside her door. My heart did it's normal tap dance at the sight of him. He was facing the door, looking as if he was debating on knocking. When he heard my footsteps, he quickly turned around, obviously ready to run or make some excuse. When he saw it was only me, his shoulder slumped.

"I thought you were in there with Alice." He admitted.

"We went downstairs. Alice had breakfast, but I'm gonna get ready." I explained, stopping in front of him. "Did you need something?"

We stood silently, neither of us saying anything or moving an inch. Edward opened his mouth, then quickly closed it. I continued to stare at him, waiting for him to break the silence, because I knew I wouldn't. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he spoke, but it wasn't what I expected.

"We're leaving soon."

And with that he turned and walked away. I stared after him for a moment, frozen in shock. Really? That was all he had to say? Speechless, I turned and opened Alice's door.

I grabbed my overnight bag and pulled out a neon green tank top and a pair of stone washed skinny jeans along with a bra and matching panty set. I laid my clothes on Alice's bed then walked to her ensuite. I stayed in the shower a little longer than usual, letting the water wash down on me as I tried to clear my head of all things Edward.

When I was finally done with my shower, I turned the water off and pushed my hand through the shower curtain. I cursed as my hand touched air, instead of the soft, cottony towel it had been searching for. I peeked out of the curtain, making sure Alice hadn't come into the bathroom. With a relieved sigh, I stepped out of the shower and walked to the bathroom door I opened it a little, making sure everything but my eyes were hidden behind the door. A slight movement caught my eye. I couldn't see who it was, exactly, but who else could it be but Alice?

"Alice?" I called out. "I forgot my towel, can you hand it to me?

She didn't reply, but I heard her footsteps, so I figured she was doing what I asked. A moment later, a towel appeared before me. Thanking her, I opened the door a bit more so I could grab the towel. I almost dropped it, however, when I saw Edward's smirking face in front of mine. I quickly wrapped the towel around me, my cheeks heated up, embarrassed. I wasn't embarrassed because of my naked state, because he would soon see my body, but more because I had been caught off guard.

"Thanks." I muttered, closing the door.

Well, I tried to close the door. Edward stuck his foot out, preventing me from closing it all the way. With a huff, I glared up at him. He only smirked in return, his hand pushing slightly on the door. The door opened quite easily, though I wasn't really putting up much of a resistance. He said nothing as his eyes roamed over my body. I felt myself become fidgety the longer he stared. I almost asked what he was thinking, but quickly caught myself and stayed silent. It was another moment before he said anything.

"Beautiful." He whispered.

His hand reached out and and tucked a piece of wet hair behind my ear. Instead of pulling his hand back immediately, his fingers trailed lightly down my jaw, to my chin, then up to my bottom lip. His thumb caressed my lip, running softly over the small cut. It was barely noticeable now, even though it had only been a few days, which I was quite upset about. I couldn't stop the whimper from leaving my mouth as I thought about Edward recreating the cut.

"I want to kiss you Bella." He said, distractedly.

"Do it." I whimpered, my grip loosening on my towel.

He chuckled, a low laugh that went straight to my core, making me clench my thighs together. My breathing became ragged as he leaned his head close to me. Closer and closer he came towards me. Just as our lips were a hairsbreadth apart, he paused. His eyes locked on mine as he turned his face and continued to lower his head to my ear.

"If I kiss you right now, I won't stop." He warned. "Your first time won't be in a bathroom."

Oh but didn't he know? It didn't matter where, only that he would be my first, my last, and my only. But fine, I'll let him decide. Afterall, I wanted it to be memorable to him as well. I didn't want to be just another cherry he popped. Sure, I'd be the last cherry, but I want him to always remember why I was the last, because nobody would be better.

"Then where will it be?" I teased, smirking up at him. Well if he wouldn't kiss me, I could at least play along. "The hotel where we're staying at this weekend, maybe? Hmm?"

"No." He denied firmly, causing me to pout. "Your first time will be in a bed, yes, but namely mine."

I couldn't help but to grin at his words. HIs bed? It seemed so fitting for him to make me his in his very own bed. Although, I had to wonder when we would ever be alone in this house so he could do just that. Hmm… maybe I'd sneak in his room the next time I spent the night, after everyone else falls asleep?

"Well, then," I smirked, letting my grip loosen on my towel just a bit more, so he could see the tops of my breasts, "you should probably leave, because I really want to kiss you as well, and I don't have the same self-control that you do."

"Tease." He accused, smirking.

Slowly he backed away. His eyes never left mine as he backed out of the bathroom, not until he closed the door, blocking him on the other side. With a shuddering breath, I quickly pulled on my clothes, noticing that Edward had traded the skinny jeans for a black skirt that dropped just below my mid-thigh.

After getting dressed, I quickly blow-dried my hair with Alice's blow-drier, then straightened it with my flat-iron. I had to run back in the room to get my makeup bag, then went back to the bathroom to put on my makeup, on of the few 'girly' things I actually loved. Once I was done with that, I walked out of the bathroom and back into alice's room, where I saw her sitting on her bed, looking at her picture frame.

"Hey." I spoke, putting my makeup bag back in my overnight bag.

"Hi." She answered softly.

I looked at her, but she was still staring at the picture. Her lips were turned into a small frown, and her eyes looked as if they were drowning. I silently walked to her, sitting beside her on the bed. When she felt the bed dip, she finally looked up. Just as I had thought, a few tears had started to trek down her cheeks. Wordlessly, I pulled her into my arms, hugging her tightly and letting her cry.

I didn't talk as I held her. I didn't need to know what was wrong, not right now at least. I knew she would tell me what was wrong once she calmed down. Right now, I just needed to let her cry. Several moments later, Alice pulled away. She wiped at her eyes, brushing the tears from her face. Her breathing returned to normal and she finally looked at me.

"Thanks." She sniffed, blinking back the last wave of tears.

"Are you going to be ok?" I asked.

"Yeah. I-I'll... Actually I don't know." she sighed.

She held up the picture frame. It was a picture of her and Jasper over Summer break. I had taken it at a bonfire down at La Push Beach. They didn't know I had taken it, but it was so perfect. They had been sitting in the sand, watching the sunset over the beach. Alice was between Jasper's knees, a blanket thrown over her. Alice was laughing at someone out of the picture, but Jasper's head had been tilted down, a small smile on his lips as he looked adoringly at Alice. I remember thinking they were the perfect couple, so I took the picture, framed it, and gave it to Alice. The frame was black, with 'Love' spelled across the bottom.

"That was a beautiful night and you guys were so… beautiful." I spoke softly.

"Yeah." She nodded. "Everything seemed so simple then. God, it was only a couple of months ago, but it feels like a lifetime. When did everything become so complicated?"

"You'll get through it Alice." I assured her. When she looked up at me, I continued. "Whether or not you and Jasper attend the same college, I don't believe it will break you guys. Jasper loves you and you love him. You guys aren't just a couple, you're soulmates."

"Soulmates?" Alice blinked, hopefully. "You really think so?"

"I do." I nodded. "So stop the tears and go get ready. You need to look good when you seen your man today."

Just like that, a wide smile spread across her face. She jumped off the bed, pulled me into a quick hug, then ran into the bathroom. I could already tell this weekend would be a good one.

End Note: Ok so before I go I just want to thank everyone again for the reviews. These past few weeks have been kind of busy for me, moving and getting settled into a new place, I haven't really had time to write. These chapters, including this one, were prewritten before I decided to join Fanfiction. That being said, I haven't finished the next chapter. I've gotten most of it written so I'm pretty sure there will be an update next week, but I'm not sure after that. There also won't be any sneak peeks for Chapter 8 since it's not fully written. I am not giving up on this story though. I know where I want it to go and what I want to happen, I just haven't written it yet. So updates might not be every week, but I will update them as soon as I possibly can. Thanks again to everybody who has reviewed, favorited, or even just read this story. 3