*I obviously don't own Twilight. But I do own this. Haha! Please review. :)*

Whoah. It took me so long before I had the chance to update. was kind of broken last week, and I had too many projects lined up. Anyway, I'm going to post the next chapter on Friday, and that's a promise. Hope you'll enjoy this one. :)

Jan. 18, 2009

A low thud made Rosalie's eyes shot wide open. A single low thud. She silently crept out of her bed and took a wooden baseball bat hidden under her bed. Felix was still not home; and if that was Felix, he should have called out loud or announced his entrance. Rosalie opened her bedroom door and walked to the kitchen.

Rosalie let out a sigh of relief when she saw Alice looking for something inside her fridge. "You scared the hell out of me, Alice."

Alice turned her head to Rosalie and laughed when she saw the baseball bat in her hands. "I'm sorry if I scared you."

Rosalie let go of the bat and walked over to Alice. "How did you get inside?"

Alice chuckled; Rosalie could be very funny at times like this. "You dated my brother for a long time; enough to make me know how you think." She smiled crookedly.

Rosalie pouted her lips playfully. "You found the key above the doorsill."

Alice laughed softly and nodded. She noticed something different about Rosalie. She looked like she hasn't had enough sleep; she began to wonder if it was because of what she did two days ago. "Are you okay, Rose?"

Rosalie tried to put on a happy mask, but her sigh failed her. "Felix hasn't come back home since yesterday."

Alice sighed and walked over to her friend to give her a hug. "Did you get into a fight?"

Rosalie shook her head. Frankly, she doesn't even have a damn clue as to why Felix left like that. But his clothes and other stuff were still there, and that made Rosalie sure that he would come back.

"Listen," Alice said as she pulled away from the woman she considers her best friend. "I'm sorry for what I did two days ago. I shouldn't have done that." She felt silly for saying she's sorry over something she's really not. "I really just wanted to give you and Emmett a chance to talk."

Rosalie took Alice's hand and squeezed it gently. "Just promise me that you'll never do something like that again."

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"Where have you been?!"

Heidi's octave-high demanding voice made Emmett bolt right up from the couch. Here we go again, he thought as he rubbed sleep off from his eyes. He closed his eyes again and sighed as he tried to remember how he got home last night. As his senses started to come back to normal, he realized he was drunk when he got home last night.

Heidi placed both her hands on each side of her hips as she watched Emmett get up. Emmett left their apartment without any word last night, and now she found him sleeping on the couch, and he obviously had a couple of drinks before he got home.

"Where have you been?" Heidi asked again, this time more impatient.

Emmett sighed and answered, not even looking at Heidi. "Out; I needed some time to think."

Heidi scoffed the moment she heard Emmett's answer. "Think about what? Or better yet, think about whom?" it sounded more sarcastic than she thought it would be.

Emmett jerked his head towards her with a skeptical look on his face. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Heidi threw her hands in the air and smirked. "You went out to think about Rosalie. Don't even deny it." Every time she looks at Emmett's eyes, it was Rosalie that she sees. It was obvious even on the first day they met; Emmett still wants Rosalie, and Heidi knew that he just doesn't want to admit it even to himself.

Emmett looked down on the floor as Heidi's response sunk deeper into him. It didn't even occur to him that it was that obvious; Rosalie still owns every part of him.

"I thought I could make you forget her, but you proved me wrong. You still love her, whether you admit it or not." With that, Heidi went to their room and grabbed her suitcase.

Emmett followed her to their bedroom and felt bad as he watched Heidi throw her clothes into her suitcase. "Are you sure about what you're doing?"

Heidi nodded without even looking at Emmett. "I can't play house with you when you're still in love with her." She took the last of her clothes from Emmett's closet and zipped her suitcase.

As far as Emmett was concerned, he wasn't really bothered that Heidi was going to leave. Yes, he enjoyed some of his days with her, but he never really learned to like her; Heidi deserves to have someone who will treat her the way she wants to be treated, and Emmett wasn't that person.

He waved good-bye to Heidi before she left his apartment. He took a shower and ate cereals and then took his car keys. He drove to Alice's house as fast as he could. He wanted to apologize at the way he acted before his sister yesterday.

Alice's smile faded in an instant when she saw Emmett on her porch. She thought Emmett was there to blame her again.

"Alice, I'm sorry for shouting at you yesterday." Emmett said as soon as he saw Alice open the door.

Alice smiled again and walked to her brother. "I'm sorry for what I did, too."

Emmett wrapped his arms around his little sister and grinned. He really doesn't shout at Alice that much and that fact made him guiltier. All their life, he protected Alice more than any other brother could.

Alice felt a lot better now that Rosalie and her brother have forgiven her for what she did. She couldn't bear Emmett being mad at her.

"Heidi left me today." Emmett said as he pulled away from his sister.

Alice's joy doubled when she heard what her brother said.

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Rosalie flicked through the channels on her TV and started to feel uneasy again when her eyes drifted to the clock on the wall. It was already half-past eight in the evening and Felix was still not home yet. Her nerves were starting to get wiry and worried now.

She took the picture frame beside her and looked at the photo; it was a photo of her and Felix during their first day together on the apartment. She smiled at how happy they looked at the photo, and it made her wonder again what could have happened to make Felix leave without even telling her where he's headed.

A sudden soft knock on the door startled her. Felix, Rosalie thought. She placed the frame back on the side table beside the couch and skipped to the door excitedly.