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*All thoughts are in Italics

Rosalie's POV

Slowly, Jasper lowers his hand and steps away from her. Then he shoots an accusatory glare at Alice. She cowers away from him again and takes a few steps back.

"I'm sorry Jas!" she blurts out. "I was trying to tell you Rosalie was over, but you-"

"You don't have to apologize to him." I cut her off and walk over in her direction so I am standing in between the two of them.

"So is this how you greet your wife every night when you come home?" I grit out at him.

"Rose, this is none of your business. And I would like it if you could please leave so Alice and I can talk" he grits out back at me and pushes past me to Alice.

Who the fuck does this bastard think he is?!

I grab his arm roughly, and swiftly turn him around.

"Okay one, this is my business, because this is my baby sister you are messing with. Two, I'm not going anywhere cause there is some foul shit going on here and I am not leaving until it stops. And three, don't you ever think you are gonna harm another hair on Alice's pretty little head. Got that?" I spit out at him. He lets out a small chuckle and shakes his head.

"Are you fucking serious right now Rose? Are you seriously accusing me of harming my wife? I would never do that!" he yells at me. I walk up to him and look him straight in the eye.

"Oh really? Then why did she look terrified when you were raising your hand at her. Why did she step away from you Jas? Explain that." I say to him in a low tone. I keep my glare on him and burn my eyes into his. Still after a couple of moments, he doesn't answer and I have all the confirmation I need.

That was what Alice wanted to tell me about Jasper. That he was beating on her. Fuck, I should have held in my piss. I have to get her out of here.

"Alice," I call to her. "Go pack some of your stuff, you are coming with me." I say.

"No she is not." Jasper says quickly after me while staring at Alice. She stares at us frozen and wide eyed for a second. She falters a bit, but starts moving towards the staircase. I smile internally at her decision. Jasper starts to charge up the stairs after her. I quickly run after him and pull him away from the staircase.

"Rosalie, get the fuck out! You have no place trying to come in between us. Go fix your own damn marriage and get the fuck out of ours!" he growls at me.

"You fucking bastard!" I yell at him then I punch him square in the jaw. The force of the punch causes him to double over.

That's what you get you little bitch!

I let out a couple of huffs and crack my fist.

"Alice, come on let's go" I yell to her as inspect my hand. The moment I am done talking I am knocked to the ground. A maniacal looking Jasper drops himself on top of me and his hands start to struggle towards my throat. I grab his wrists and push them away from me. We continue to struggle like this for a couple of minutes. He seems to be winning because his hands are inching closer and closer to my throat.

Oh shit, oh god

Suddenly, Jasper is thrown off of my and lying on the ground. I look around for the source. And, to my surprise, its Alice. She is holding a large duffel bag in her hand. It seems that she used the bag to help her push him off of me. I see a fierce and satisfied look in her eye as she sees him lying on the ground. I smile up at her.

Now that's Alice I know!

I scramble off the round and unto my feet. She hurries by my side to look me over.

"Did he hurt you?" she asks worriedly as she evaluates my face and body.

"No, I'm fine. Let's get out of here. Do you have all that you think you will need?"I ask her while brushing myself off.

"Rose, watch out!"Alice suddenly yells. I realize that Jasper is probably behind me and charging right at my back.

This bastard just doesn't give up does he? I only have one shot at this. Jesus I hope this works.

As Jasper is charging at me, I rotate myself and manage to deliver a solid roundhouse kick to the face. This finally knocks him unconscious and he falls to the ground.

That turned out wayyyyyyyyy better than I expected it to. Damn, I'm good.

I smile to myself. Then look over to Alice. She looks distraught and seems to want to break down again. I walk over to her and put an arm around her.

"Everything is going to be alright. Let's get you home." I whisper to her. As I guide her out of the house, I do something that should have been done a long time ago. I dial 911.

"Hello? Yes, I would like to report an incident of domestic violence."

Bella's POV

I idly rub my stomach in small circles as I glance around the café. I always loved coming to this place. I come here during lunch breaks just to get away from the hustle and bustle of the bakery. It's just a couple blocks down. The ambiance is very relaxing, and it is never very crowed. I take another sip of my lemonade and sigh lightly. I begin scanning the room again and my eyes stop once they see it. A single rose in small vase on the countertop near the register.

Rose. Rose. Rosalie. Shit! I can't even look at some damn flowers without even thinking about her.

I roll my eyes at myself and shake my head a bit. I try to focus on the lyrics of the music playing in the background, but my mind drifts off again.

I haven't talked to or even seen Rosalie in a while. But I still think of her. Constantly. I still have feelings for her. I have been trying to shake them. But I just can't. It seems impossible. My thoughts of her, the fantasies, the dreams. They never stop.

I shake my head again and look down at the table.

Do you want them to stop?

The weight of the question hits me and puts a jolt in my stomach.

I-I want to stop feeling this pain. But I don't want to stop thinking about Rose. Sometimes my thoughts of her just feel so good, so right! And honestly, I probably powerless against this. I don't think I can stop thinking about her.

I sigh heavily in defeat and take another sip of my lemonade. My mind is still on the blonde.

That dream I had about her last night felt so fucking real.

My eyes glaze over as I recall the dream.

We are in a bedroom, I don't know who's bedroom it was and honestly I didn't care. All I cared about was that the blonde was standing stark naked right in front of me. Her blonde tresses flow down the front of her body. The very end of them brush against her rosy pink nipples. Her blue orbs are accentuated with a smoky eye shadow. And her plump lips are covered by a sinful, red lipstick. Just the sight of her makes my core ache with need. I am on the bed. Tied up to be exact. I am naked too. I can't move my arms or my legs. All I can do is watch. And wait in anticipation until the blonde finally decides to touch me. I feel like her doll, her play thing. I fucking love it. I would let her take advantage of me any day. She licks her lips and winks at me playfully. I bite my lip and watched her attentively. She moves to sit on the edge of the bed. Then she lightly traces all over my legs with her fingertips, and pays special attention to my inner thighs. Her touch make my legs tingle. Then she moves her touch from my legs to my upper body. She makes me tingle there too. She brushes my arms gently and cups my breasts. Once she is done caressing my body, she slowly climbs on top of me. Then she kisses me gently. She moves her lips to my neck and plants butterfly kisses all over it. I tip my head back to give her more access then let out a content sigh. Then she comes back to my face and kisses me again. This time, she kisses me more passionately. Our mouths move in sync as they press and crush against each other over and over. Our tongues start to battle for dominance, and to my surprise, I come out on top. Usually Rose would push until she is in control. But she is being gentle right now and wants me to take the lead. I push my tongue into her mouth and massage her tongue with mine. She lets out the sexiest whimper I have ever heard in my life. This causes my hands to push against the restraints. Because I wanted to touch her desperately. She is the first to break the kiss and she looks straight into my eyes.

"What do you want from me? Tell me what you want me to do" she whispers to me. My heart starts to race. I have never heard Rose whisper like before. She sounds so needy, so vulnerable, to earnest. I look back at her gorgeous face and take a moment to admire her beauty. Then I look into her eyes and reply.

"Show me how you feel about me." I whisper back to her. She smiles at me and brings one of her hands to my face to caress my cheek. Then she kisses me tenderly and lets her lips linger on mine for a while. She raises herself off of me and gets off the bed. I immediately frown at her actions. She just smiles at me and moves to the end of the bed. She unties my legs so that they are now moveable. She gets back on the bed and adjusts my legs so that she is between them. She wraps them around her middle and presses her body against mine. Out breasts and pussies brush together simultaneously as a result of her movement. A loud moan escapes my mouth and I push her closer to me with my legs. She wraps her arms under my upper body and starts to grind on me. I grind back as much as I can. Moans, sighs, whimpers escape our mouths as we move against each other. She starts to grind her pussy even harder into mine. We continue our ministrations and go at a faster pace. And after just a few moments, we both reach out peak and scream out each other's names in unison. She fully drops herself on top of me and buries her face in my neck while she catches her breath. I also try to catch my breath, but can't wipe the bright smile that is plastered on my face. She finally looks up at me and starts to smile when she sees me smiling. She gives me another sweet kiss then raises herself off of me again. She finally unties my hands. While I stretch my arms out, she just looks at me. With reverence and with love. I catch her looking at me and I smile up at her. I reach out for her hand and tug on it. She joins me on the bed and holds me close to her. I finally get to wrap my arms around her and I nuzzle her neck.

"I love you." I whisper to her.

"And I love you my beautiful Bella. Always." she whispers back to me.

I sigh heavily as I finally come to the end of the dream. I swallow a couple of times and breathe deeply to catch my breath. I take a sip of my lemonade and fan myself with my hand in an attempt to cool down.

"Hey, are you alright?" I hear a male voice asks me. I turn to my right and see a young man in a barista uniform. He looks around 5'11. He has a skinny build and probably a low hair cut a black barista hat covers his head. He has warm brown eyes and a small nose. His caramel brown completion looks handsome in the natural light. I have seen him around here a couple of times within the last two months. He must be kinda new. He frowns slightly and looks concerned.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm alright." I say to him.

"You sure? Not trying sound creepy or anything, but I couldn't help but notice that spaced out look you had on your face for the past ten minutes. You must really be thinking hard. I get like that sometimes too when I have to sit through those long ass lectures" he says to me. I chuckle at the last part of what he says.

"Yes, I'm sure. Well…I think so. I guess. I just tend to be up in my head a lot. And I can relate to that. That's was me all through college." I say to him.

"Thankfully it's my last year, so the torture will be over soon" he says smiling and I chuckle again. He changes his stance to a less tense one, visibly becoming comfortable.

"Well congrats. What are you studying?" I ask him.

"Psycholoy. That's what I have been devoting my days to. And the rest of the time I am here. I started working here so that I can save up some money to move out of my best friend's apartment and into my own." He says to me.

"Well I definitely wish you luck. That process can always be daunting. I know, I had to go through it. But I will let you know if I hear of any good priced apartments. I have a few family members who work in real estate, so I hear about those things all the time." I tell him. He smiles at me and gives me a head nod.

"Thanks a lot, that's really nice of you" he says smiling at me.

"It's the least I can do. It was nice of you to check if I was okay." I say to him.

"Touche miss lady" he says and tips his hat to me. I laugh at his action.

"I'm Seth by the way" he finally tells me his name and reaches out is hand.

"I'm Bella" I tell him and shake his hand. I glance at the clock on the wall and sigh. I get up from where I am sitting and grab my lemonade.

"I gotta get back to work now. It was really nice meeting you. I work at the bakery not to far from here. Come by some time."I say while I make my way towards the door.

"Will do Miss. Bella. See ya around" he says in goodbye with a small smile on his face.