Howdy guys. Yeah I'm in Texas, but was born in Ohio-wait sorry this is about the story. Man I like you guy's/girl's. Thank you all for the follows, favorites, and reviews, and thank you for the advice Jay aka Jordan, I really should start doing that. It's just sometimes I don't really have the heart to read it again. For some reason I reread the chapters while I'm still writing I go back and change some stuff. So yeah I should be a normal writer and reread when I'm finish. Please excuse some of the mistakes though my laptop crashed and I can't get a knew one until school starts. So tying this on the phone. Well Enough of this Enjoy.

Rated: T ( Yep can't do any of that dirty stuff yet )

Disclaimer: Don't own the Twilight series. Sucks I know. Though I might buy it when I'm older then make some remakes. Ha- Nah I'm not going to be that rich.

Summary: White Roses were the purest of them all. They symbolize love, peace and promise. Yet Bella just didn't understand how this white Rose had been tainted black.

Pairings: Bella/Rosalie, Little bit of Bella/Edward, Emmett/Casey, Jasper/Alice, Esme/Carlisle, those are just the main ones for now.

Emotional Intelligence

"You're only making things worse on yourself."

Her eyes shifted to Jasper leaning against her bedroom door frame; she pulled her legs to her chest, grip tightening with every note emitting from the piano downstairs.

"It'll never happen."

Her voice was slightly muffled due to her head being pushed inside her arms, but he heard her loud and clear. In a flash he was by her side arm thrown around her shoulders, she leaned into his frame. He winced a little.

Coming in contact with someone usually meant he could feel the entire heat of their emotions. He wanted so badly to send her reassuring waves, but he knew that would not benefit her in the long run. So he chose the best option he had. Something he wasn't all to great at. Comforting Rosalie without the use of his gift. He had tried once with the blonde, and only seemed to decrease the hurt to the very little. He could very much comfort just about anyone before being turned. He did manipulate emotions before, yet Rosalie was different.

Her emotions could even baffle him at times. She could flick from anger, uncertainty, acceptance, despair, to impassive, in an instant. It had taken him years to figure that due to her quick emotional switch, there was really one reason she could piolet them easily. Security. There was no doubt her opinion on emotions were unpleasant. She wanted to feel the comfort of being unexpososed. Being in control over her emotions was her way of coping with not finding security. To him she was very complex, someone that he had the hardest time coming to a concluding answer with.

Sometimes he could even feel her withdrawing from the rays of calm he tried to shoot at her just for his own benefit. He wanted to understand her; like everyone else in the house, but most of all he wanted to help her. He knew what she felt for Bella.

The way he found out only further proved his theory of her greed for control of herself. After weeks of watching the blonde shoot deep glares towards the human, he figured she just utterly hated her. Out of watching everyone's feelings towards Bella, he decided to pay close attention to her's in particular. He knew she figured him out when she shot him a glare, when he watched her intently around Bella. During one of Bella's visits he decided to see what she had felt towards the girl other than a deep hatred.

He remembered spending hours of trying to break her down. He had almost given up as he was mentally tired of dealing with her. It only served as luck when the second before he decided to give up, he felt a sharp spike jelousy emitting from her. He connected two and two when he heard the needy rise of Bella's heart beat pick up.

She had looked up from one of her magazine's and met his questioning eyes. She sighed, and motioned for him to follow. When they were far enough from the sensitive ears of there family she instantly broke free from the hateful facade. He had cringed, trying to take in her overwhelming emotions. It was then he truly understood how much control she was in. He still didn't understand how exactly she managed to elude his gift, or how she put forth that convincing hatred.

There was only a year he had felt this much apprehension towards her. The year he and Alice joined the coven, and the he could now add the months of Bellas' arrival. She was one of the few that could shake him into a small stupor.

"You can never be to sure Rosalie." She turned sending him a small frown.

"What is it that you are not telling me." It was spoken as a statement rather than a question, and that unnerved him slightly.

Alice, was out hunting with Emmett and Casey. Edward had just left to take Bella home, and Esme and Carlisle were out as an attempt to have alone time. With no prying ears this was the perfect moment to discuss this.

"You confuse her," He paused taking a hesitant glance towards the blonde. He didn't want to say anything to set her short temper off, but she deserved to know.

"The pull. It's...She can feel the bond. She constantly denies the idea that there is something deeper that you two share that's different from the rest of us. The behaviour you've shown her increases the uncertainty. Her feelings for Edward they are pure - Yet the slightest of doubt is lingering when she's near him."

Her eyes find his wearily. She knew Bella had been her mate the moment she spotted her in that hospital bed after the fight with James. It had crushed her when Alice explained that Bella had been near close to being changed. The distress was so bad, she had to take a trip away before Jasper could read into it.

"Edward?" She asked softly.

"He knows she isn't his mate, but he is so blinded by his love for her he is expressing false hope for himself. He loves her deeply, but he doesn't want to admit it to himself that she is not his."

After year's of living with the gifts of her adoptive family she managed to figure out to trust them. To never second guess them.

"She's happy with him Jasper. If I put myself into that equation, it'll only result in an unexplainable answer." He chuckled.

"Edward says you were extremely selfish, and arrogant after you were changed. Yet somehow I just cannot bring myself to believe him." She smirked, nodding.

"I was, and you have seen how arrogant I am when you joined the coven."

"Say it. Tell me who is the cause for relieving you from your own personal demons. The one who has sparked the beauty surrounded within terror."

He knew what happened to cause the change in her. They both knew, but he had the urge to hear her say it out loud. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Bella."

The name fell from her lips with gently, care falling effortlessly from every syllable. This caused him to take a break from his usual pain filled expression, and actually smile. She cared for Bella so much she was willing to put aside her own happiness in order to keep a smile on Bella's face; even though she herself did not put it there.

"Isabella...Her mind and body language just as elusive as your own."

Her eyes were trained solely on the cream colored walls of her room. She could so easily relieve herself of the pain. If she were to explain this to Bella, she knew she would not believe her. Yet Bella would still have the idea of Rosalie being her mate in the back of her subconscious, and wouldn't hesitate to question Edward on the matter. He would either lie to her in which she would believe, or he would be brutally honest and tell her she isn't his true mate.

Bella would be heart broken, and it would take time for it to heal, but she would nonetheless stay in the lives of the coven. It would be then where Rosalie would have a chance with Edward out of the way. She would make sure to let Bella in, but slowly. So slow that Bella wouldn't be able to second guess that Rosalie was lying to her the entire time. She could so easily come clean to Bella. It would be so easy. So easy in fact that it would only bring more pain than now. Not just to herself, but to Edward, to Bella, and everyone else.

Rosalie was positive that if she were to tell Bella, Edward would leave. No matter how many times she's stated her dislike for him; it would always be false. He was apart of her coven...Her family, and she loved him like her very own blood brothers she had as a human. His leave would weigh heavily on everyone, including herself. She just couldn't bring herself to cause so much pain for her own selfish needs.

"Alice did say they would be back in exactly four hours, twenty minutes, and fifteen seconds." She murmured softly.

"She will never reach the full extent of happiness with him Rosalie."

"Leave."

He flashed to the door, leaning against it carelessly. There was no venom in her words, she just simply made a request to be alone.

"Before I go I must ask, how do you manage to elude Alice?" Her eyes didn't leave the wall.

"That my brother is something that is not meant to be shared." He nodded leaving her to her own thoughts.

Something that he deemed very dangerous.

Now that most of the boring stuff is out of the way, we can start getting into the juicy stuff. Well yeah I used Jasper's gift as the title because - wait it's really not that important to explain. Anyway the chapters are going to be longer from now on. I just had to sort of explain her feelings for Bella. Hope you weren't to bored with it. Well I was thinking about putting some action in the next chapter. ( How does football sound? ;) yeah. Next chapter will be a little more interesting.

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