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I wasn't going to live through this without embarrassing Emmett, Andrew, and myself. My mind reeled with worries as Emmett said, 'He's a real sweet kid.' Edward jumped in and said,' Yeah, he's got a real big heart,-' but whatever else he said went in one ear and out the other. Edward knows...

DAMMIT

Later That Day

I was in my room doing what the rest of my family was doing; searching to find anything we could on Andrew Stockman and his family. My research was going...honestly?...nowhere. I had found zip, zilch, nada. Jacob was at the library with Nessie on those computers while Embry was going to places around town 'getting information'. He was really just being a horn dog.

sigh*

Anyways, I was laying on my stomach with my laptop in front of me on my king sized bed. I need a large bed because I flip flop around like a fish outta water when I sleep. I have a hard time staying asleep at night and when I wake up I have a hard time getting comfortable. A solitary knock sounded on my door. I immediately grabbed the machete under my top mattress and walked slowly to the door. I never heard tge front or back door, so to say I was on edge was an understatement. I whipped the door open and whipped the machete up to about where the neck would be on a person.

I froze.

It was only Edward standing in the doorway with one eyebrow raised. I lowered the machete sheepishly. 'Don't want me to tell them that bad? No witnesses?' Edward asked sarcastically. 'No!' I didn't want him to think that! 'It's just Embry and Jake are out and I didn't hear either of the doors open! I'm sorry! I get-' he cut me off with a chuckle and a raised hand. 'I was just joking Seth, it's okay.' My shoulders relaxed as I exhaled. I went over to my bed and slipped the machete under ny top mattress. I plopped down on my bed and fell back with a sigh. I barely felt Edward sit next to me.

'Why don't you just be honest with them. You know Emmett would like that best. I don't know about that Stockman guy, but...their's something-' Edward paused and seemed to be choosing his words carefully and talked slowly,-' you need to know about Emmett and Rosalie.' Edward stopped at that statement and looked over at me. I sat up slowly and was paying rapt attention to Edward. 'Now, I'm not saying this just to get you to say something to him. I'm really being very honest.' He said, I saw it in his eyes that he was in fact telling the truth. I watched his movements and saw that this was hard for him to tell me. 'You don't have to tell me, Edward. I can find out for myself,' I said, turning my attention to my laptop after I showed a quick smile. I never wanted to make anyone uncomfortable or feel ill at ease with me. I'm, in common terms, a kiss ass.

'It's not that Seth,' Edward said with a soft tone. I looked over my shoulder at him. 'I just, also need to warn you, about something,' he said very warily. I let my hand leave the mouse pad and turned my whole body toward Edward. 'Emmett and Rosalie are not...as close as they used to be. Emmett is getting tired of Rose's games.' He finished. I waited a beat and he let me say what I was thinking before responding,' So their relationship has hit rock bottom?' 'Yes, and I know from Alice that it won't survive.'

His response didnt shock me. I never thought they were a good couple, but that might be because Rosalie is the only person on this planet that I have a hard time getting along with. She's so selfish towards EVERYONE. It sets my teeth in edge! How can a person think wholly and entirely of themselves?! I always thought about everyone all the time because they mean so much to me. Does that mean that Rosalie doesn't care about any of them?

A new realization dawned on me. Does she really just not care about them? 'No', Edward said. I turned to look at him confused. 'Rosalie doesn't actually care about any of us. The only one of us she ever actually loved at one point in time, was Reneesme.' I looked away to think on that for a second.

' But, as I said before, I need to warn you about something.' Edward had said it cautiously and uncomfortably. I turned my attention to him, and he smiled genuinely at me like he always does when I acknowledge peoples physical and tone differences to how they feel. 'I did take psychiatry though,' I said in the hopes of making a sorta joke.

Edward hmmed, still uncomfortable. 'Okay, Emmett has been feeling...frustrated...because of what is going on between him and Rosalie,' he hesitated. I rolled my eyes and turned toward my laptop and clicked around. 'I already know what that means. Emmett has a very strong sex drive. And without him being able to spend it on Rosalie, he's gonna start getting easily angered and probably experience symptoms that many experience when they're trying to stop things like drinking and what not.'

'Yes, but you are the only person Emmett is genuinely close too and he,-' I cut him off. 'I know, I know. He'll be most likely to take it out on me.' Edward exhaled frustratedly. I sat up and looked toward him. 'Dammit, I aggravated him by trying sound all smart like a know-it-all.' Edward smiled and shook his head ' No, that's not it, yes he will probably take his anger out in you, but...he may also try and...,-' he stopped, searching for the words. At this point I was lost. What else would Emmett do to me? As Edward said I'm really close to him. Edward then looked at me with pained eyes. 'Dammit! What is it that I'm not getting!?' I thought angrily to myself. I'm usually really good at this stuff. 'Seth, Emmett's been having thoughts randomly that have been shocking himself as well as me. They've been about him substituting Rosalie with...with...,-' he really seemed to be struggling.

'Wait!!!' I looked at Edward up from my squinted and skeptical eyes. 'M,-' I swallowed roughly '-, Me?' Edward exhaled and looked at me with worry in his eyes. 'If Emmett tries anything with you, don't let him.' Edward was very serious, I could hear it, though, I couldn't bring myself to look at him. My face was in my hands against my knees. 'I'm not ready for that!! What the hell do I do if he does try to...do THAT with me?!?! The thought of being with him like that only crossed my mind FLEETINGLY when he would playful pick on me and flirt with me! But the true thought of being with him like that terrifies me! He's really frakking strong! What can I do to stop that! Though, the real question is, will I try to stop him? I'm still very much a teenager and have never been with anyone like that. Will I be so overcome with emotions and the feels that I would just allow him to make me his bitch?!?!?! Dammit!! Now I'm terrified and want to lock myself in my room for all eternity and never leave!!'

'I told you he'd,-' I didnt hear the rest before I yelled and fell off the edge of my bed. I had unconciously whipped out my machete and was holding it long ways in front of me as I lay on my back on the floor. Jasper and Edward's faces both flinched as they looked at me. When I saw it was Jazz I lowered my machete on the ground next to me a sat up. 'I suppose you know about everything,' I said, slightly irritated. 'It's not hard to guess with how you feel giddy every time you get around him.' He was always so blunt, but that is a good thing, sometimes. I know my face was probably the color of a sun burned tomato because they both snickered, which made me go redder.

' So, Seth, what's with the machete?' Jazz asked looking at my red handled machete in my right hand. I sighed. Then Edward chimed in,' Yeah, I mean, what can it do? You can turn into a giant sandy brown wolf, and yet you rely on the safety of that?' I sighed and answered 'Yeah, well, unlike Jake and Embry I'm not as good ar phasing like they are because unlike them, I'm a little less practiced than they are.' They both laughed and Ismiled a small smile.