Haha, I was bored, soooo new chapter time! And I totally owe you guys for the massive update blank. But, yep, I'm back (: So, someone pointed out to me that for some reason most people couldn't review on the last chapter. So, please leave a review for this one! And any other thoughts on the last one (: Enjoy!

Rosalie's POV

The preceding few weeks flew by. I had one more surgery after the first emergency one and was now finally able to be released from the hospital. I still had the annoying staples and stitches in my hip, but I knew they were for the better. Emmett was taking me out on our first date in exactly one week and two days. I've never been so eager for a date then I am right now. I knew I was falling too hard and too fast for a man that I scarcely knew, but I couldn't help the way I felt around him. Barely knowing Emmett, my heart is being constantly tugged and wrenched in all different directions when his face floods behind my eyes. Whether to stay with him, or to end it, is the biggest. I remember my first impression of him was that he was a total player. What if I stay with him, he takes my heart, and treats it like a toy? Whispers sweet sappy lies to worm himself into my heart, and then when I finally fully offer it to him, will he throw it away and break it?

Hundreds of worries floated through my mind as I thought about the man I previously thought I was in love with. Coming to my senses, I realized it was impossible for me to love him yet, I barely knew him. Sitting comfortably in my living room I decided to give Alice a call. I grabbed my new cell phone and quickly punched in her number.

I heard it ring…once…twice…a third time…a fourth…Then her perky answering machine.

I hung up, gritting my teeth in aggravation.

Placing my phone down on one of the wooden coffee tables I stood up slowly and carefully as I heard a soft knock emitting from my front door. Sighing, I slowly hobbled over to it and opened it warily. Seeing soft brown hair, I automatically knew it was Bella. Over the last few weeks we'd become fairly close and she came to my place occasionally. When she did come over though, she was loaded with sweets and small gifts for me. This time her arms held nothing but a small Coach purse. I beamed at her and she returned it with one of her genuine motherly smiles.

"Rosalie, how are you doing?" she asked sweetly. One of the things I knew I could always count on her for was her kindness.

I shrugged my shoulders and made a face "Ehh…" I just left it at that, hoping she could take the hint. She did and I offered her entry to my apartment. She walked in and looked around.

"You moved furniture?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah, I did." I replied simply.

Bella smiled, "Hmm…it looks good, Rosalie."

"Thanks…I mean, I guess…" her eyebrows furrowed and she could tell something was up with me.

"What's wrong, Rosalie?" I could see the concern evident in her chocolate brown eyes.

"Nothing's wrong…I'm just a little tired." I lied. Obviously I lied well enough because she didn't press the matter any further.

"Well," she glanced down at her watch nonchalantly "do you want me to help you cook some dinner? It's almost 5:30." She asked me softly.

"Sure, why not?" I replied whilst limping over to my kitchen with Bella trailing my heel.

While preparing a small dinner for the two of us Bella sighed and gazed down at the ring on her fourth finger.

"So…when are you planning on telling Emmett that you guys are engaged?" I asked curiously. Almost immediately her eyebrows scrunched together and her eyes held many questions.

"How…how did you know that Edward and I hadn't told Emmett yet?" she asked me, perplexed.

"I could tell. Emmett was pretty oblivious to the fact that you had a ring on. And you hid it quite well. But, I'm just amazing enough to see it." I said the last part lightheartedly. I saw her signature blush redden her usually pale cheeks.

"Well, Edward and I were planning on telling him in a few days. We're going to take him out to dinner and tell him there…" she looked slightly insecure about their plan and I laughed.

"Don't worry, Bella. I'm sure that'll go great." I told her reassuringly.

"I…I hope so…" she said, the fear trickling into her voice.

"Trust me on this one. I know it will work out. I just know these things." I went on to tell her every calming thing I possibly could. Slowly, her anxiety faded away.

After we fixed up dinner Bella got out my plates and silverware and set the table for us. I went to one of my cupboards and took out two glass cups. Setting them down on my counter, I went to my fridge and grabbed two Cokes. Pouring the cold drinks into the clear glass cups I watched the liquid bubble up towards the top. Slowly I picked them up and handed them to Bella as she proceeded to carry them to the table. As we sat down and ate our small dinner, we chatted like old friends. After thirty minutes or so, Bella stood up.

"Let's clean this up." She stated and I nodded in agreement. We both took our time cleaning up the small but messy meal.

"Emmett likes you!" she blurted.

"Yeah, I know that, Bella." I said, stifling a laugh.

"I k-know. I j-just wanted to tell you." She started to stutter and I couldn't constrict my laughter any longer. I burst out in a random fit of laughter. I laughed until my sides hurt and I was close to crying. I slowly calmed down and looked back up. She was looking at me as if I belonged in the loony bin. That look of confusion etched upon her face made me burst out in chuckles once again. I laughed until I could feel my mascara running down my cheeks and I had splintering pains in my sides.

"Umm, Rosalie, are you okay?" Bella asked me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, Bella, just a little spazzy today." I confessed, calming down.

"Oh, okay, well, okay. I guess I better get going. You know, men can't make their own dinners and I'm sure Edward and Emmett are sitting at home wondering where I am." She told me, smiling wearily.

"Emmett lives with you?" I asked, puzzled.

"Yeah, the doctors don't want him being alone quite yet. So, he's staying with us for a week or two." She answered.

"Oh right, yeah that makes sense." I said quietly.

"Yes, well, I guess I'll see you later, Rosalie." She said.

"Please, call me Rose." I told her and saw her eyes widen. I felt very proud of myself for doing so; because I only let my good friends call me Rose.

"Okay, goodbye, Rose." She embraced me in a soft hug and soon after walked out my door.

I sighed and went to lock it. As I did, I found myself thinking about Edward and Bella's relationship. I'd never been in actual love, and I was slightly jealous that Bella was lucky enough to have found Edward, but I then realized how selfish I was being. I'd find love soon enough, that much I was sure about. But I couldn't help wishing I was in Bella's position. That way I wouldn't have to keep seeking out love, I'd have already found it. Sliding my feet back to my bedroom, I heard my phone buzz. The screen told me I had a text from Emmett and I couldn't be more content about it.

Hey, Rosalie, what's up? The text read.

I responded with a simple, Oh, nothing really, I just finished eating with Bella.

Almost immediately after sending the message, my phone buzzed in reply. Aha! So, that's where she ran off to, huh? Eddie and I have been waiting for her to come home. Big boys got to eat, you know.

I stifled a laugh, Haha, wow. Well, yeah, she just left my apartment. She should be home soon. No worries. Big boys will eat, Emmett, I promise.

I love how fast he responds unlike some people. You know when you take two seconds to answer, and it takes them, like, two hours? Yes, it annoys the living shit out of me. Since he answers so quickly I decided I should too, just to be fair, of course.

As soon as I heard my phone buzz I snatched it and read the unopened message. Well, that's good. Eddie was getting a little nervous about her. She's clumsy as fuck, you know. But he's overprotective of her. Afraid she'll run off and leave him. Ha, the poor sucker.

I did laugh at that one. I see, well, I'm sure he just does that because he loves her so much and all. I mean, it would totally suck if the person you loved left you, you know?

I didn't get a response after a good three minutes and in spite of myself, I began to worry. Had I said something wrong? Before I could really fret over this, I received a text from him. Yeah...yeah, I guess I do know. It does suck, and Edward's too soft hearted…he'd be completely crushed if Bella left him. Anyway, when do you want to go out? That is, if you still want to…?

As fast as my fingers would move, I typed a response. Of course I still want to go out with you, Em! Well, I'm off work for the rest of the week, so maybe sometime soon? (:

I beamed, entirely overjoyed with the way this was turning out. The phone buzzed loudly in my lap and I eagerly read the message. That's wonderful. How about tomorrow? Or any other time this week...You know, if you're busy or something...

He always made me smile idiotically by how timid he seems to get whenever he texts me. So, to hopefully boost his confidence, I answered quickly. Yes, tomorrow sounds great, Emmett. And you don't have to worry about me being busy, I'm usually not (:

I felt slightly insecure after that because saying that implied that I had been single for a while, but none the less, Emmett responded promptly, as always. It read, Oh, well that's pretty cool. I usually have football practice everyday, but that's over for me. Ooh, Bella's home. (: Big boys are gonna eat now! I'll text you later tonight after dinner, okay?

I smiled at how he was so excited for Bella to be home and replied. Alright, that's fine. Hope Ms. Bella fixes something yummy for the Big Boys (: Have fun (:

I pressed send, putting my phone down and sauntering off towards my bathroom for a nice hot shower.

Emmett's POV

"Bells!" I cried as I enveloped her into one of my classic bear hugs.

"Emmett, um, can't breathe." she rasped from my chest, her voice muffled from my shirt. I released her from my grip and she smiled, glancing up at me.

"Hey, Bella." I said calmly.

"Hello, Emmett. I'm assuming you're hungry?" she asked, already knowing my reply.

"Hell yeah, baby! Big Boys got to eat!" I boomed and she giggled, her illustrious blush making an appearance.

"Okay, okay. I had a feeling you'd say something like that so I stopped by the store before coming home. For dinner we're having homemade pizza, Bella Style. Sound good?" she asked me and I saw a flicker of cockiness in her eyes because she knew I could never resist pizza.

"Sounds fucking great!" I began hopping around the kitchen like a lunatic. Getting over-excited for pizza, but hey, what can I say? It's amazing.

"Bella, love, you're home," Edward's voice was laced with adoration as I heard him call from the doorway. Bella pivoted on her heel at hearing his voice, knocking over the glass of water she had just gotten out. She disregarded the shards of dangerous glass and slick floor as she scurried to Edward.

"Yes, I'm home, Edward." she said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Wonderful. I've been waiting." He said softly with desire pooling in his eyes, leaning down for a kiss.

"Hey, enough of that. Get a room, you two!" I teased them.

"Oh, shut it." Bella scolded me.

"Yeah, you heard her, shut it." Edward echoed.

"Fine, fine, but can you at least give a guy a little warning before you start making out right in front of me? Christ." I said, rolling my eyes and bouncing away.

"We weren't going to make out!!" Bella screeched, more than mortified by me.

"That's right. We weren't planning to make out. That's being saved for tonight." Edward lured, smirking at me, causing me to fake gag. Bella smacked the back of his head teasingly.

"Edward! You don't tell people that!" she chastised him in a maternal but lust induced voice.

"Why not? It's true." he said coyly.

"God, you guys are so gross." I called out loudly as I hobbled toward my room for the next week or two. But one last thing washed through my dirty little mind as I was going down the dark hallway, hearing Edward and Bella commencing a make out session.

"Just make sure you use a condom, bro!" I yelled to them and proceeded to walk into my bedroom. I smirked and sent Rosalie a message.

Hey, what's up? (:

Haha, sorry, I always have crappy endings. And I'm sooo sorry if it got a little boring while Rosalie and Emmett were texting. I couldn't find a way to make it more exciting. Sorry! Anyway, please leave a review!!

-Carolyn