Becca's POV-

Parties are fun, not even Bella can deny that. I had spotted her and Edward a number of times, and she did not look as unhappy as she had claimed that she would be. I kept my eyes peeled for Alice and Jasper, who I had noticed disappeared long ago. I was careful not to open too many doors. God only knew what was lurking behind half of them. I hadn't stayed in one place all night. Besides looking for my best friend, I was also looking for Emmett and Rosalie. I mostly wanted to tear Rosalie apart for coming uninvited, but of course, if she was with Emmett, I would never do that.

I saw him, finally, as I walked outside into the cool, fresh air. He was sitting alone by the pool. I stopped, almost falling over. He was gorgeous in that guy sort of way. He looked so beyond perfect that if almost ripped me up inside. He had his shirt off, as if he sort of wanted to get into the pool. I couldn't really blame him, depending on how long he had been inside, it could've gotten way too warm to handle.

I wondered where precious little Rosalie was. The little bitch seemed to never leave Emmett's side anymore. It wasn't like she didn't trust me, because only Alice really knew about how much I liked Emmett. Alice would never tell anyone. She was much too nice.

I took a deep breath and walked toward him. "Hey there," I chuckled as my greeting.

"Oh, hey, Becs," he greeted, not taking his eyes off the pool.

"What's wrong?" I asked, taking a seat next to him.

He shrugged at first, as if he wasn't going to answer. After a moment, though, it all spilled out, as it should. We had been friends long enough that there were no boundaries any more, we knew that we could count on each other for pretty much anything. "Rose and I broke up. Well, really, I broke up with her. She was cheating on me. I've known for a while…but still."

"Aw, teddy bear, that sucks. If you don't mind telling me…who was she cheating with?" I asked, trying not to sound rude.

He sighed and glared at the water, "Rodney Kilson."

"Damn," I muttered out.

Rodney was terrible. He was ugly, annoying, and most of all, he thought he was the king of the world even though no one really liked him. Well, no one except Rose. Well, Rose was a nobody now anyway. So yea, nobody liked Rodney. "You look like you wanted to go for a swim," I smiled at him.

"Sort of," he laughed. "You want to drown me, please?"

"No, thanks, but I'll push you in," I offered.



Before he could answer, I gave him a shove off the edge and a huge splash erupted. I took off my tee-shirt and my skirt, leaving me in my tank top and underwear, and jumped in after him. "Oh, thanks a lot, Becca!" he laughed wildly, splashing me like crazy.

I laughed like mad and splashed him back. We played around like that for a while, just like we would have when we were six and seven. It was like there was nothing between us at all. It was like everything was just perfect.

Eventually, we found ourselves playing tag in the water. He was swimming after me and caught me in his arms. "I believe you're it," he laughed into my ear.

I spun around and smiled. "I think I'm too exhausted to chase after you anymore."

There were a few different meanings to my words. I was tired of chasing after him in our miniature game of tag, of course, but also, I was tired of chasing after him in real life too. I was tired of waiting for someone that simply never want me. But at the same time I wanted to let him go, a new plan was forming in my mind. It was evil and manipulative, but it would work. The scary part was how easily I would do it. I knew at that moment I was going to do it, even though I knew it would hurt both of us eventually. "Emmett," I whispered.

"Mhm," he answered.

"Are you upset with her? Rose, I mean. Do you wish you could do something about it?" I asked innocently, as if I was simply curious.

"I wish…I don't know if I wish I could fix what's happened, because eventually we would've broke n up anyway. But I wish I could make her feel…feel like I feel. Betrayed or something like that, does that sound completely evil, Becca?"

"No, it sounds reasonable, really," I said, understandingly. "If you need me, Emmett, you know I'm here. I'm always ready to talk…or shut my mouth for a few minutes."

We both chuckled a little at that. It was going right as I had planned. I hugged him in the water, and he hugged me back. "So," he muttered, "Who's your lucky date tonight."

"Oh, I'm single tonight," I replied, sounding slightly sad.

"Really? Didn't anyone ask you?" he sounded surprised, but I heard a little of what I thought was hope in his voice. It made my heart race.

"Yea, a few people did, but not the one I wanted," I replied.

"That's too bad. Do you know why he didn't?"

"Well, until very recently, he was taken," I replied quietly, as if I was ashamed.



"Oh, really? Who is he?" Emmett asked me.

"You," I replied.

He was silent, looking at me. He was searching to see if I was being serious. Very slowly, as if I was afraid of myself, as if I couldn't control what I was doing, I kissed him.

And the key locked in the door of sin for me.

I was going to hell.

The funny thing was, I didn't care.

I'd burn with Rosalie.

Alice's POV-

"I'm sure you look fine," Jasper said for the millionth and half time.

"I'm sorry, but both my brothers are here, do you really want them to bash your face in?" I asked, kissing him lightly on the cheek.

"Like they would," he said snorting, grabbing my hand.

His face looked a bit worried, though. "I was just joking, love. If they tried to hurt you, I'd kill them. I'm much worse than just a punch in the face. Even they knew that."

"Do you want to take a walk, go get some fresh air?" he asked me.

"Isn't that what you said an hour ago when we came in here?" I giggled.

He rolled his eyes. "How about we go outside this time?"

I nodded and pulled him along. We finally hit the fresh air, and a gust of wind all at the same time. We walked toward the pool, Jasper joking that he was going to push me in. What we found when we reached the pool was incredibly odd. Emmett and Becca making out in the pool. Wow, they were the perfect pair. Jasper cleared his throat, and I raised my eye brow. "Ahem."

Becca broke away and turned her head. Her eyes bulged out of her head. "Shit," I saw her mouth. I doubt anyone else would've noticed. Hahaha.

"Umm, we were just…talking," Emmett excused, backing up to the pool wall and sliding up and out.

Becca swam over to a side as well, pulling herself out. She grabbed her skirt and pulled it on, and put her tee-shirt back on. It didn't help much, really. "Yea, we were just chilling," she tried to excuse.



"C'mon, Becca, let's go kick people out of your room and get you cleaned up," I said, letting go of Jasper's hand and letting Becca grab it.