" Think we should wake her up?" She quirks an eyebrow my way, as if im suppose to know; I shrug, not really knowing what else to do.

I mean yeah, sure, Bella's spends most of her free time over here, around me, spending the night and whatnot; I can say that I know a great deal about her, but as far as sleep habits go? Yeah, between the two of us, I dont know which one of our internal alarm clocks are more out of wack.

Depending on my work schedule, I usually dont wake up til about twelve on the weekends, and Bella's right along with me.

Sometimes shes the early bird, and im the one in a coma, and other times our roles are reversed.

"Nah, I wouldnt..."

"But its already ten..."

"I really wouldnt. She'll get up eventually..." I wave her off, shuffling through my dresser for a bra and panties.

"Alright, but...if shes not up by twelve. Im waking her up. She shouldnt even be sleeping this late.."

"Rose," I chuckle lightly. "Its only ten. Its nothing compared to how much we usually sleep on weekends.."

"Well you shouldnt make it a habit. The average human is suppose to get eight hours of sleep. Over doing it only makes the body more exhausted."

"Yeah, okay mom." I mock sarcastically from the bathroom, knowing full well that shes more than likely scowling.

"Very funny, Leah. But really, Esme doesnt allow it at our home and I wont allow it here."

"Hey," I lift my hands up in surrender as I emerge, clad only in my undies. "I hear ya, Rose. I do. But seriously, its not that big of a deal." I eye her from the large mirror, pulling up my jeans and taking notice to where her eyes seem to linger on my ass.

She says something under her breath, that she thought I didnt catch and I snicker, taking utter delight in the fact that im not the only subjected to inner perverted thoughts.

She notices of course, but unlike me, she shows no signs of shame or embarrassment.

"Whatever. Im going to go make you some breakfast..."

"Um, I dont think I have time. Ive got to be out the house in twenty."

"Trust me," she snorts. "You've got time, specially with the way you scarf down food..."

She brushes past me, smugly, just as I make a face.

"You want some coffee too?"

"Yeah, and uh...you mind helping me out with this?" I point to my still wet hair.

"Of course. I'll be in the kitchen."

And just like that, she's gone.

"Ya know that thing called consideration?" A groggy voice slurs from behind. I pull my t- shirt over my head just as Bella stretches. "You guys might want to practice that a bit more."

"I'll be sure to remember that."

"Yeah, well, you do that. And what time you gettin' off?

"Six, so try not to kill each other til then, yeah?"

"Funny, but no. I actually may have plan today, thank you very much."

"Let me guess. Its either alone time with Eddy, or your favorite; a shopping trip with Alice?"

"Ya know, I should either be flattered that you know me so well. Or I should be utterly put off by your sarcastic tone. So not needed."

"Aw, I love you too, Bella!" I pounce on the unsuspecting girl, smothering her with candy kisses and splaying my hair in her face.

"Ugh, Leah! Get off me! Your hairs wet!" She faces palms me, so I lick her hand and grin at her disgruntled look.

"Thats gross!"

"And you love it, so stop complaining." I grin victoriously at her scowl before continuing. "Oh, and heads up...you've got til eleven to be out of bed and dressed before momma Rose comes to personally make sure its done."

"And somehow, I wouldnt put it past her."

"Right. So ya know, just make sure that happens." I move to exit the room but pause. "Oh," theres an audible sigh from Bella; she regards me with an annoyed look. "I was just going to say that theres breakfast down stairs."

Immediately, her demeanor changes.

"Later, Lee. Love you! And tell Ang to call me soon!"

"Love you too, and will do."

I make my way down the hall and head straight towards the kitchen; what greets me there has me completely taken aback.

"Wow," is all I can say as I peer at the enormous breakfast laid out before me.

Theres a tower of french toast, a plate full of eggs that could feed a family of four, a half plate of sausage links AND a half plate of bacon. Theres one half of a grape fruit, a bowl of grapes, a bowl of grits, three glasses of liquid containing, milk, coffee, and orange juice, and she tops it all off with a small mountain of whipped creme on the buttery french toast.

"Id ask how you manage to pull this off in ten minutes, but I think we all know the answer to that."

"Vampire thing," we say in unison as I happily take my seat. I fill my plate, taking Bella's hunger into consideration, and begin demolishing my food.

"So Bella supposedly has plans today.."

"So I've heard." Is her slightly amused response; she racks her hands through my hair, separating two sections and begins intertwining strands.

"So then what's on you're agenda today?"

"Well, I know I need to hunt, so thats on the to do list. The house is in need of some...tidying." I cant help but roll my eyes at that. Shes been making subtle little comments here and there for the past few days. And im not at all against it since im not the neatest person in the world, but come on.

"Thats sounds...fun. Very entertaining I must say." I joke from over my shoulder, she tugs at my hair in response but laughs nonetheless. "Maybe you should go visit your family? Im more than sure your mother and Alice are missing you dearly."

"Somebody's in a hurry to get me out of here, I see." She takes a seat beside me, mirth twinkling in her eyes and grins.

"Shush, you know thats not what I mean. I just figured since you havent seen em in a while-"

"-Yeah, I know. Which is why I already was considering it. Between Bella's phone and yours, I not sure which one Alice has called more."

"Oh you definitely dont have to remind me," I shake my head in recollection. So far Alice has called twenty times between thursday and now.

"But hey, I gotta start heading out." I push both my plate and myself away from the table, stretch and then peer down at her.

"What's that face for?"

The face she just so happens to be referring to is the slight frown im emitting.

"You're coming back though, right? Once you're done, I mean?"

"Well, I didnt want to smother you soooo..." She grins at the put off look on my face.

"Well, I want you come back." Suddendly my admission has me looking everywhere but at her; in all honesty, Id like her to just move in, but would that be too sudden?

"Oh? Cause ya know, I wouldnt want to put you out. Mess up whatever good thing you and Bella has going o-"

"-You wouldnt!" She quirks an eyebrow at my eagerness, a teasing twitch on the corner of her lips. "I mean, it'd just be easier is all. The woods are fairly close so hunting would be a snitch. And I dont want to have any more nightmares so..."

"Why Ms. Clearwater," she begins in a southern drawl," are you proposing that I move in?"

" Well, I...I guess? I just...I mean, I want you here. I want you to stay, but I mean you dont have to...not for my sake..."

Theres a pregnant pause and the way shes just staring at me has my already shot nerves going haywire.

"You sure do ramble when your nervous," she smiles before becoming more serious. "I think we should think about that more, okay?"

I frown a bit at her words; does she not want to stay here?

"Dont pout. I havent said no and I havent said yes. I just think we should really think it through."

"Okay. But how long are we going to be thinking it through?"

"Leah," she giggles, shaking her head. "Well talk about it more later, okay? But for now, you need to get going, remember?"

"Yeah," I sigh. "I remember." She stands to her feet and im immediately embraced into a somewhat awkward hug.

Thus far, we havent really showed too much physical affection aside from me cuddling her at night, the chastising kisses in the morning, and holding hands here and there so we're still a bit awkward when it comes to this stuff.

"I'll miss you." She whispers, pulling back and taking my hands into hers. Her words make my pulse quicken and I duck my head as she notices.

She giggles and squeezes my hands.

"I'll..I'll miss you too." I murmur, peering up at her through my lashes; she smiles and places a kiss to my cheek.

"Alright shyness, time for work."

*W.L.T.L.T.R*

For the first time ever, work doesnt seem so damn dreary and depressing. And it shouldnt, not now, not when things are finally going my way.

Im in such a good mood, whistling and singing, that Jess and Angela have been looking at me like im crazy for the past two hours.

Im not crazy. Im very much sane.

"I've never seen her so happy to be at work. I think shes still sick.." I hear Jessica mumble to Angela, who just shrugs. "I hope not. I really like, cant afford to get sick. Not when I have so many plans with Mike this week."

Is it bad that both Angela and myself rolled our eyes?

"Speaking of Mike. He's calling!" She says more to herself, walking towards the backroom.

"So," the ever insightful Angela begins, "Im guessing Rosalie is the reason behind your good mood?"

"Im not even going to ask how you know that, but yes. She," I sigh deeply, grinning as I do so," is very much the reason why im so happy."

"Well aside from the fact that shes the only person that I've ever seen you take interest in or talk about. Good or bad, I saw the two of you the other night. You were walking down the street towards that new restaurant.."

"-The Villa?"

"Yup. You were looking much like you are now. Extremely happy.."

Trying to hide it, but failing miserably, I instantly start grinning in recollection of that night.

After we spent a good hour or so watching a marathon of Flapjack, I introduced her to the wonderful world of Grand Theft Auto. She was a bit skeptical about it since its a bit extreme, very violent she commented, but she didnt put down the controller despite her initial admission. One thing I found admirable was her ability to name every off brand car she saw... or rather crashed into. She sucked at driving.

I actually couldnt believe she had never pick up a controller til then, especially with Bella being around her and her family; she informed me that Emmett indulged alot and she watched sometimes but never felt the need to participate.

Things got a bit awkward after she mentioned him. She missed him of course, Emmett. A sore subject, one she definitely didnt want to think let alone talk about. At least not yet anyway and id be lying if I said I wasnt grateful.

Call it the asshole in me, but id be satisfied with not ever mentioning him again. I dont wanna talk about her past flame, good guy or not.

Well she didnt compare me to him, so thats always a plus. Who the hell would want that?

So after that was said and done, dusk settled and it was safe for us to be out and about. We decided to walk for a bit, not so much talking, but just enjoying each others company.

We did make small talk here and there. She mentioned her passion for cars. How it was her guilty pleasure, one she had been indulging in since the early 40's. She built countless cars from the ground up; said she loves the feeling of grease between her fingers. Another surprise mind you. I teased her of course, sayin," Who would of thought miss prim and proper liked to get dirty?"

I should of, but I wasnt expecting the sultry reply she countered with. Said,"Oh, you'll find that I like to get very dirty. Especially with my hands.."

She effectively turned my skin a darker color and ended that conversation.

It took us the better part of an hour to get to Port Angeles, on account of we were walking at human pace.

It was only around seven, so the streets were barely lively. The local theatre was airing some of the old, classic movies. One in particular, Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, caught her eye. She said it was one of hers and Alice' favorites.

Usually I dont go for the musical type. Westside Story, Phantom of The Opera, even Grease; those definitely are not my thing. She on other hand loves musicals. She enjoyed every minute of it, not to say that I didnt. I loved it because I was with her, because she was happy. I spent most of my time subtly stealing glances her way, completely ignoring the film.

Not so sure it worked to well. Something told me she knew I was looking at her, but she never said anything.

The way her eyes lit up with every tune made on the screen, made me wonder if she, herself, knew how to sing.

She looks like it.

After the movie ended, she insisted that I get some food in me. I was trying to protest, saying I wasnt hungry, but my stomach told her otherwise.

She heard about the new small restaurant getting all the buzz around town, so she thought she'd treat me.

I dont know if I should consider that our first date or not. I always pictured myself paying for everything on our first date, but of course she waved that idea off. She figured since I payed for the movie, she'd pay for dinner.

We took our seat across from one another and awaited for a, well waiter. We didnt have to wait long, the guy was all too eager to help us, more so Rosalie, which pissed me off to no end.

The guy was practically eye fucking my girl. He kept cheesin and throwing his little horrible pick up lines whenever he could, as if I wasnt even there. Rosalie wasnt at all effected by his attempts to flirt, probably because it happens to her all the time. She didnt pay attention to him in the slightest, just politely told him the order and ushered him away.

He had came back several times as I ate, asking Rosalie if the food was okay and trying to make meaningless chatter. I tried to be civilized, humbled and patient, but the guy was just completely out of hand. At one point I accidentally broke my fork in two; he had unnecessarily touched her shoulder for far too long.

She sensed my uneasiness and calmly took my hang into hers; she held it up so the douche bag would see and kissed a knuckle. She raised an eyebrow at the blank look on his face and I smiled at his retreating form.

I was caught between anger, annoyance, jealousy and embarrassment. Not because she kissed my hand, but because I had let him get to me and she knew; the amused look on her face told me so.

And yeah, she teased me. Made a comment about how cute I am when im jealous.

Jealousy is not one of my good traits.

"So, how exactly did that come about? The two of you, I mean. Cause wow, I was pretty sure things were said and done the other day.."

"Tell me about it," I say with a shake of my head. "Well, that night after work, I came home and she was there. On my stoop, looking like somebody stole her puppy. She didnt want to go home and I didnt want her to either, so yeah.."

"Did you guys...have sex?" She inquires with mirth in her eyes.

"W-what? No!"

"Dont say it like you dont want to. You do...want to right?"

Id be lying if I said I hadnt thought let alone fantasized about it. My hand could tell you stories for days.

"Do you want to have sex with Ben?" I retort, bringing the attention back to her.

"Who says I havent already?" She says in that innocent voice of hers; theres an amused smile making its way onto her lips.

"Bullshit. You havent...have you?"

I never would of guessed, if the answer is yes. Angela just seems way too innocent to be doing the nasty.

I immediately cackle at my inner thoughts.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, nothing," I wave her off, trying my best not to laugh. "But seriously, have you?"

"Not tellin," she sings,"not until you answer my question."

"Well...yeah I do! Id be crazy not to want to.." She giggles at my exclamation, flushing and shaking her head as she does so.

"Soo..?" I prod further, unable to take the suspense.

"Yeah, I have." Is her nonchalant reply. Her shoulders shrug and I deadpan, blinking rapidly as if I just got slapped.

"No way!" I say astonished by her admission.

"Yes way. We've done it quite a bit actually. Last night being the most recent..."

"Yo..!"

"Its not that big of a deal, Leah. You'll find that out when you finally lose your v-card."

Bile immediately threatens to rise up; she has no idea just how much of a non virgin I already am.

Regrettably he-who-shall-not-be-named took my v-card when I was sixteen. Trust me, if I knew then what I knew now, it wouldnt have even happened. He was different back then of course, not at all the selfish, egotistical, prick he is now, but still.

The thought of ever loving him makes my stomach churn.

"Hey, you okay?" She worries as my hands take purchase on my stomach.

"Yeah," I lie," I guess my stomach is still settling from breakfast."

She nods her head in understanding and seems to ponder something.

"So when are you guys gonna, ya know...?"

"I dont know, Ang! Jeeze! We just officially got together. Id like to get to know her more before I try to get in her pants, sheesh."

"Yeah, I guess. Well, what about Emmett? I havent seen him at school..."

"Its not really," I pause, furrowing my brows as I regard her with an intense stare."My place to say. I'll just say that its...complicated."

"Hey," her hands go up in mock surrender. "Its understandable.."

"-I was sooo thinking the same thing!" Jessica gushes, coming out of the back room, phone in hand. When it comes to Mike, she totally oblivious to everything around here.

"You're pretty cool with all this, which im more than grateful for, but," I nod my head towards Jess," how ya think shes gonna take all this?"

"Honestly, I dont know,"her shoulder shrug. "Jess kinda has weird, spontaneous reactions to certain things. So really, there no way of knowing until you tell her. You're a good friend, Leah. I doubt she'll freak out too much. Just tell her when your ready.."

"I'll never really be ready. Its either today or tomorrow. Cause come monday, everybody will know.."

"True. Well whenever you decide to break it to her, im here for ya.." She pats me on the back and resumes the task of folding the new inventory.

"Thanks, Ang." She waves me off just as text alerts my phone.

"I...am going...to kill...U!" I roll my eyes at Bella's words, chuckling and shaking my head as I give a reply.

"And why would you want to do that bestfriend? I thought u loved me?:("

Should I have put an lol in there? Cause thats exactly what im doing right now. Laughing out loud.

"What so funny," both Jess and Ang inquire; I wave them both off, silently telling them its nothing.

"Women, there aint enough love in the world that'll have me doin yo damn laundry, which just so happens to be what im doing! What the hell? Ur chick has me over here playing modern maid!"

"Lol, I thought u had plans?"

"Yeah, well, those plans dont start til three, so u do the math. Smh I wont last that long!"

"Seriously, what's so funny? Who are you texting?"

"Bella. She and R-erm," I backtrack when my eyes land on Jess. "shes um, having issues right now.."

"Tell her to call me! We havent talk in like forever.."

"Jess says to call her. And I kno its ruff but dont fret too much, Bells. Shes jus being a good girlfriend. I wont be here much longer, promise."

" Will do, and ur lucky I love u or id be such a ghost right now. Out the door and id never come back..."

":'( dont say that. Ur all I have left, besides Rose.."

"Oh stop. U kno id never leave u, ugly:P Ur my sunshine:D"

"Lol, and ur my moonlight:) I gotta get back to work tho, but I'll call u in a bit, mkay?"

"-_- Alright but you owe me for this. I dont wash peoples undies for free ya kno?"

"Lol, I got u sweetums... Later."

"So," I begin, "which one of us is ordering lunch?"

*W.L.T.L.T.R*

"Leah, im still trying to figure out where the hell you put all that food." Jessica comments yet again, two hours after the fact. "I wish I could like, eat that much and never gain weight. Your so lucky.."

Not really. She has no idea what I wouldnt give to be normal, human, like her. Being a wolf has its good moments but the things you give up, in my case anyway, is so not worth it.

There are things that I gained of course. Things I cant and wont ever regret.

"I've got a question for you, Jess. Kinda rhetorical so to speak.."

"Alright, well lets hear it."

"How do you feel about...the gay/bi community? Homosexuality in general..?" Its said nonchalantly, no real feeling showing on my face.

She blinks a few times before scrunching her face up in confusion? Disgust? I dont know, but clearly she wasnt expecting it.

"I dont know," her lips purse," I never like, thought about it. I dont necessarily find it endearing but I dont find it repulsive either, I guess."

Hmm.

"Well what would you think if you found out one of your friends was gay or bisexual?"

"Id think, to each its own, I guess. I dont know! Why are you asking me this, and why me out of all people? What would you think, Ang?"

"Id think that they were no different than me. Id think that the love that they have is courageous and that its completely okay. Id be honored to know such a person." She ends her words with a gracious smile, aimed at me and I gladly return it.

"Right," she pauses, eying us both skeptically. "What she said. Still havent told me why you're asking.."

Taking a deed breath, I silently ask Angela for her thoughts. She raises an eyebrow before shrugging and nodding her head.

"No reason," I chicken out, mentally slapping myself for being so weak. I dont know why im so hesitant to tell her.

"Right, well...any other weird like question you want to ask?"

"No, not at the moment," I respond in an exasperated tone.

"Nice," Angela comments, shaking her head. "Shouldnt choke on your on spit, ya know? People die that way."

"Thanks, Ang," I say sarcastically, "I'll be sure to remember that.."

Finally, work comes to an end I find myself driving down this familiar road; I park my bike between the familiar looking BMW and rusty truck, smiling to myself as I climb the porch.

"kids, im homeee!"

"In the living room," Rosalie replies in a sing song voice. As I cross the living rooms threshold, the only thing I can do is blink.

Somebody sure has been busy.

The first thing I take notice to is the air. It doesnt feel as stuffy as it use to; im guessing she let the house air out.

A few other things I take notice to is the furniture. Its all been rearranged. Im not too sure, but im just going to take a wild guess and assume lots of things around the house have been cleaned and or rearranged.

But the one thing that really has my attention is the very pale like figure dusting the mantle in a tank top and a very low cut pair of cotton shorts.

Oh... my...god.

Yeah thats the only thing running through my mind right now. Well aside from the very graphic images being replayed over and over again.

It makes my muscles twitch.

"I hope you dont mind but i thought the house could use a bit of a deep clean. Nothing major, just some rearranging, dusting, and washing..."

My only response is a slow nod of the head. She turns finally, and regards me with a very bemused look; probably due to the fact my jaw has gone completely slack.

I wouldnt be surprised if im drooling.

"Leah?"

"Huh?" My response makes that small twitch in the corner of her lip widen into a full grin.

"Its okay right?"

"Its...okay?"

"The cleaning and stuff?"

"Oh...OH! Y-yeah its...fine. Where's um..Bella?"

"You just missed her. She and Alice had a last minute date together."

"Ahh. Wait, I thought she had plans with Edward?" I move so that im now sitting on the couch, which now faces the fireplace rather than the large window. She joins me of course, plopping down right next to me.

"Yeah, she did. But he canceled at the last minute. The boys went on a hunting trip..."

"Wow, she must've of been disappointed.."

"Very much so. I had to hear about for three hours straight."

"I can imagine," I chuckle at the exasperated look on her face. "But everything went okay, right?"

"You mean did we argue," she teases with that raise of her eyebrow. "No, not really. She may have whined a little bit when I asked her to help me clean but nothing major..."

I nod my head.

"So how was work?"

"Ugh, it seemed so much longer than usual.."

"Thats because you didnt want to be there," she muses,"did you...miss me, Ms. Clearwater?" Suddenly shes leaning into me a bit more than usual; its to the point where I can see just how darker her eyes are and feel her breath on my face.

"I...I." I gape at her, quite flustered by the way her eyes seem to become hooded. Her hand seeks out mine and for a second I truly believe she may just close the distance between our lips.

Their so tantalizingly close right now and it looks as if shes debating this as well, but unfortunately she settles for leaning her head against my shoulder.

Crooning my neck, I look down at her as she looks up at me. We stay like this for awhile, just staring and for a second I debate shying away from her intense gaze.

Its beyond intense really. She biting her lip and it makes me wonder what shes thinking about. Though I shouldnt have to wonder since its quite obvious with the way shes staring at my lips. It gives me goosebumps, but I turn away.

Instead she turns away, shying away against my shoulder right before I feel her lips caress the bare skin.

I sigh at the feeling, squeezing her hand as a comfortable silence falls upon us.

"You're eyes, their not as bright as they usually are.."

"I know," she whispers," I havent went hunting yet."

"Rose," I begin sternly gaining a rather loud huff.

"I know, I know. Dont worry, I'll get to it eventually, okay?"

"Fine, fine. No need to get all fussy about it. I was just...worried."

"Well theres no need. But thank you.."

"You're welcome,"I kiss the top of her head."So Angela knows about us," I say resting my head against hers, occasionally inhaling.

She smells so good. What I imagine happiness would smell like if it had scent.

"Cant say that im not too surprised by that. She always was a smart girl. Very attentive..."

"Shes okay with it. I mean, she was genuinely happy that im happy. So thats good right?"

"Yeah, thats good. Though honestly I wouldnt have cared if she wasnt. As long as we're happy, then thats all that should matter."

"Yeah, I suppose. But, shes one of my best friends. She help me through alot of this, so Id like to have some sort of approval from her. Imagine if it was Alice. How would you feel if she didnt have your back?"

She hums at this and I take that as understanding.

"I tried to tell Jessica today too," I frown," but I dont know. I couldnt do it. She just..."

"A loud mouth? Inconsiderate of other peoples feelings as she spreads rumors?"

"Hey now, come on. Shes my friend.."

"Yeah, and shes also a instigator. I dont know how many lies shes spread about my family and others..."

"Look, I know how she is.. or rather was. But shes different now. Yeah, she has her moments but she really is a good person once you get to know her. Shes changed, I promise you.."

"Yeah well, thats something I'll have to see for myself.."

I sigh.

"But," she squeezes my hand and smiles up at me," I'll give you the benefit of the doubt."

Thank god.

"So how do you think she'll take it monday?"

That deflated feeling comes back as well as the frown; I was trying hard not to think about school, monday but obviously its inevitable.

"I dont know. I asked her what she thought about homosexuality in general and all I pretty much got was, 'to each its own'."

"Not helpful at all, im guessing.."

"Nope, at all. But im tired of thinking about it. Id rather just relax with you."

"Hey," she grins up at me," Im all for that. So why dont you go take a shower and I'll go fix you something to eat."

"Okay, but only because you're forcing me.."

"Righhttt, well since im forcing you. Make it quick, our estranged daughter will be home soon and id like to have some alone time. If you dont mind, hubby?"

"Hubby? Oh so now you're also forcing me to be the man in the relationship?"

"Mhmm," she sings, pulling us both off the couch. "I think its quite fitting really.."

"Oh, why is that," I question amusedly.

"Well, you work while I stay home," she taps her chin, appearing deep and thought. "And lets face it, I wouldnt make flannel look any better than it looks on you.." She brushes past me, making sure her hand rubs against my side as she passes by.

I shiver at the contact.

"I..I highly doubt that. You'd make anything look good." I blurt out confidently. She pauses her steps towards the kitchen, turning slightly to give me that slight raise of her brow.

"Really now?" My only answer is the upward twitch in my lips. "Flattery just may get you everywhere, Ms. Clearwater."

"Im hoping it will."

She lets out this tinkling laughter, one that has her smiling widely and I take pleasure in the sight of a hidden dimple.

"Alright, Clearwater," she sighs happily," double time!" She snaps her fingers and points towards the bathroom.

"Yes ma'am!" I salute mockingly before doing as im told.

*W.L.T.L.T.R*

"So, about this morning," I question, holding the cold yet soft women in my arms. "Have you thought about it? Im assuming you have since your car is here, along with a few other things," I muse.

She hums softly as I thread my hands through her hair.

We're laying in bed, suppose to be watching a movie, but instead we end up cuddling. Im on my back with her curled up into my side as her leg finds purchase over my hip.

Its unnerving; both in a bad and good way.

I try not to think about it though, because thinking about it means I just may give in to the feeling welling up in the pit of my stomach.

"I may have," I feel, rather than see her shrug."But I havent come to a decision yet."

"I dont understand why you need to think about it. I mean, dont you want to be with me?"

"Of course I do! But its not that simple.."

"Whats not simple about it? You like me and well, I love you. I want you stay with me..to be mine.."

"And I am yours. We've already established that, Leah. Im yours and your mine..."

"So stay.."

"Leah," she give exhales deeply. "I want to, I do, but...I just think thats moving a little too fast. And dont pout," she uses her cool hands to smooth out the frown line forming on my face. "You havent even kissed me, let alone asked me to be your girlfriend yet, and you think im just going to move in with you? What kind of girl do you take me for, Ms. Clearwater?"

There goes that playful southern tone again; my brow raises questionably at the last statement. Im beyond confused right now.

"Um excuse me for if I seem a bit confused," I begin in a highly confused yet amused voice. "But uh, I was under the impression that you were my girlfriend.."

"Well, thats because you assume too much.." With each word, she taps me on the nose.

"Oh, do I now?" My right hand, the free one, grasps her left, the one that was previously tapping my nose. "So tell me, Ms. Hale, what exactly would you call this," I motion our joined hands between us,"because I wasnt aware that you enjoyed cooking, cleaning and cuddling with people who arent your significant other."

"Oh yeah," she muses further," You have no idea. I cuddle Alice all the time. And if you've forgotten, I just did most of that with Bella not too long ago. We cuddled lastnight..."

"-That was different," I laugh, pushing her slightly. "She fell asleep on you and we're definitely not sleeping. And if you've forgotten, you just said I was yours and you are indeed mine."

"Hmm," she hums thoughtfully," I did, didnt I?"

"Yes, you did," I grin as she grins at me. "Sooo..?"

"So? Im still waiting on those magic words.."

"Really," I chuckle in disbelief. "Is it really so important that I ask, even when we both know that your mine?"

"Yes, its very much important. So lets here it."

I roll my eyes at how ridiculous shes being, but even I cant help but smile at how cute it is.

"Alright, since you insist. Rosalie, Lillain, Hale...will you do me the honors of being mine?"

"Being you're what?" She persist, shifting onto her side and grinning down at me.

"Of being my girlfriend."

"Why Ms. Clearwater, I thought you'd never ask!" She exclaims in that southern drawl.

"Right, well...is that a yes, no, or maybe?"

"Its an absolutely," she purrs, leaning into me more.

"You are ridiculously amazing," I breath out, leaning just as close as she is.

"And you love it. Now shut up and kiss m-"

"-Well, well, well," a bell like voice sings," what do we have here?"

"Are they doing the nasty in there?" Bella's voice chimes in.

"No!" I dont hide my annoyance and neither does Rose; we were so close. So close I could practically taste her in my mouth, but of course, something always gets in our way. Or rather some people anyway.

"Nope, false alarm, Bella! Just two little turtle doves, testing their wings." She grins wickedly at the familiar tinge in my cheeks.

"Dont you have something better to do, like frolic in the sheets with Jasper?" Rosalie removes herself from my side; I already miss her cool skin.

"Yes, I suppose that would be the case, if he were here, but he's not. Have you forgotten the little hunting trip already?"

"Yes, well, it must've slipped my mind."

"Apparently. Anyways, you dont have to worry about me spoiling your snuggle time. Im just here to drop off our favorite little human," she sings with a grin. "Besides, unlike some people, I dont like to leave my mother in a big old lonely house by herself.." She hints, giving Rosalie a pointed look.

"Oh please, Alice," Rosalie starts with a scoff. "You and Jasper have left her in the house by herself on more than one occasion whenever Carlisle abruptly leaves. She hasnt complained about that, but since its me, I gotta get the third degree about it?"

"Exactly. Its just means she loves you better is all.."

"Dont insult my intelligence and then turn around with flattering, cause it'll get you nowhere.."

"Alright, alright," Alice waves her off," I was only half serious. No need to bite my head off, Jeeze!"

"Whatever. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"Actually, yes. There is," Rosalie doesnt even try to hold in her sigh. "Relax, I just thought that maybe you'd like to go hunting with me. Im lonely.."

"Im not hungry," she murmurs stubbornly, and clearly shes lying. The black void that is her eyes, tell me so.

"Come on, please? I promise I'll be good.."

"-You do need to hunt, Rose. I wouldnt hurt to go with her," I comment, ignoring my own want for her to stay. She really does need to hunt and why not go while Alice is here? "She is your sister.."

"Fine," she huffs, already to her feet and heading to the window. "Lets make this quick. Id very much like to get back.."

And on cue, we all shake our head at how tempermental she seems to get.

"Dont worry, Leah. I'll have your honeybunz back in no time.." And with that said, they're both out the window without a second to spare.

Minutes tick by, about forty to be exact; I know because Ive been paying close attention.

"Sure is taking a long time."

"They didnt really go on a hunting trip," Bella replies from her spot at the edge of the bed, seemingly out of nowhere as well.

"Hmm," is my only reply. Im still somewhat focused on counting down the minutes until my Rose returns.

"The boys," she begins again, somewhat giving me her attention; most of it is focused on Family Guy. "They didnt really go on a hunting trip. They went to go visit Emmett.."

That gets my attention.

"Is something wrong with him?"

She turns around then, fully giving me her attention and I note the solemn look on her face. Somethings not right.

"He's not...doing so well. Infact he's not doing well at all.."

"I dont understand.."

"Alice said he hasnt really been taking the break up too well. She said he...had a slip up.." My brow raises at her words, silently asking her to explain herself further. "She said he drank...from human and ultimately killed her and the baby she was carrying.."

"She was...pregnant?" Not that it would matter if she was or wasnt, killing is killing.

She nods her head affimatively at my question. Not really knowing how to react or what to say, I welcome the silence that follows.

"Is she going to tell, Rose?"

"I dont think so. I think she told me in hopes of me telling you-"

"-And she thought I should be the one to tell her?"

"I honestly dont know what she expects really. Like I said, I think. She never denied or confirmed her intentions, so im just assuming..."

"How long will they be gone, Edward and the lot?"

"Not really sure. He and Jasper could be back within the next day or so, but theres no telling with Carlisle. He wouldnt leave his son to suffer alone, so theres really no telling.."

She shrugs after all is said, and turns her attention back to the screen, leaving me to mull over my thoughts.

should I tell her or just let it be?

"Just when things start looking their brightest, something dark comes and blocks out their shine." I cant help but chuckle at my luck.

"Whats wrong, you look troubled.." That velvety voice murmurs beside me, startling me out of reverie.

She standing by my side of the bed, slightly bent and staring me in the eyes with worry. Caught off guard by both her sudden appearance and at how bright her eyes seem, I blink away my daze.

How long has she been here?

"Nothing," I lie, enveloping her into my arms; she happily settles into my lap and just breathe her in.

"Where's Alice," I hear Bella inquire, only to get a simple "At home."

We both hum in response, though mine is more from the feeling of having Rosalie's nails gently scratch at my scalp.

It feels so nice. Makes me snuggle into her deeper.

"You sure everythings okay?"

"Yes, everythings fine. I just missed you." Its not a whole lie, because I did miss her dearly, but everythings not okay. "I missed you more than words could ever express.."

"Aww, im sorry. I missed you too. But I wasnt gone that long was I? And surely you knew I was returning.."

"Ahhh, I wouldnt worry too much about it, Rose," Bella waves her hand dismissively. "Shes just going through withdrawls. Used to happen to me all the time whenever Edward left for long minutes at a time..."

"You make it sound like she's on drugs. Like shes an addict.."

"Thats exactly what she is," she retorts. "An addict. She's addicted to you, Rose and vice versa. Trust me, I know.."

My first reaction is to kick her and tell her shes wrong, but the more I think about it, the more I realize that she has a point.

Im completely addicted to Rosalie and I wouldnt have it any other way.