Where The Rejected Share Pain

When I was eight, I found out I was allergic to bunnies. How? Alice had just watched 'Alice in Wonderland' and was trying to by like her. She wore a blue dress and wore a blonde wig. One day, we were walking to school and she saw a white bunny. She freaked out! Screamed. Gasped. Did all that excited girl shit.

"Edward! We have to follow him!" she said with pleading eyes.

"But, Alice, we've got to get to school." I didn't want to get in trouble for being late to school.

"Come on, Edward. We're late!" She started running after the bunny then.

"Yeah, late for school," I muttered and quickly ran after her. I had no idea where the white little bunny was, but she seemed to. We ran through backyards, bushes and even ended up in a graveyard. Alice caught that little, speedy bunny. She brought it back to me.

"He won't say anything," she whimpered. I felt bad for the thing. Alice held him tightly in her small arms, smothering him. I took him from her, surprised that she didn't protest.

"Why doesn't he talk? Where's his watch? There was no rabbit hole. This isn't fair." Alice continued to complain and banter, but I held the bunny in my arms. I adored it. Esme and Carlisle had never let us have pets, except for our goldfish who sadly got flushed down the toilet because Alice wanted him to be free. Poor Goldie.

I knew that our parents wouldn't be too pleased if we kept this bunny, but I did the right thing and set it free. It bit me on the nose and kicked me in the chest, and then as it made a dash across the street it got ran over by a diesel. Alice screamed and started crying. I only stood there in a shock.

I took the scared bunny away from a frightening little girl, and then set it free. In that attempt I get hurt and the bunny dies. About twenty minutes later I'm being rushed to the hospital and can't breathe.

At the time I wouldn't put it like this but, what the fuck?

I can compare that day to today. The most heartbreaking, bad karma, total suckish day of my life.

It all started this morning...

"Dude. You've been ignoring my calls, are you going to ignore me at school now too? That's a very school girl thing to do you know?" Jasper stated, following me as I walked over to a school bench where I planned to sit alone and wait for Bella to arrive.

"Yeah well, not telling your best friend about dating his sister is a very backstabbing thing to do," I replied as I slammed my bag down and took a seat. Jasper sat on the opposite side, looking a little constipated.

"We were going to tell you-" he started but I rightfully cut him off.

"After you two were married and had kids?"

He sighed and ran a hand through his blonde hair. His blue eyes looked down at his knees.

"Look, I know your angry, hurt and feel a little left out. But, I really like Alice," he stated with passion.

I felt my eyebrows rise. "Do you love her?"

"I think I do. And if you love Alice, you'll let this go." I stared at Jasper for awhile. He stared back with pleading, promising eyes and I knew that this was real. That he actually did love my sister and that I could trust him.

"Alright," I breathed. He smiled and walked away.

Right on cue Bella showed up on the back of that motorcycle. I felt that familiar smile spread across my face as I sat up and started toward her, waiting for my chance. Bella saw me, grinned briefly before frowning and averted my gaze. I watched her walk past me and to a school building. I followed her; curious to why she had so obviously moved away from me.

She never looked back but by her tense shoulders I could tell she knew I was stalking her like a creeper. I picked up my speed as she started to fast walk, in one flat second she turned around and caused us both to fall. I stayed on the pavement as she stood on her feet.

"Ouch," I stated, rubbing my chest where she slammed into me.

"Sorry," she breathed. I got up and brushed my hands against my pants.

"I was gonna' talk to you but you walked away, why?" I asked her. She glanced at me and the people around, pulled at her backpack straps and shifted uncomfortably.

"Edward. We need to talk," she spoke in a stern voice. I felt my stomach drop to my feet and my heart pace quicken. Bella continued to look around us. She grabbed my elbow and led me to the back of the school. It began to rain as the bell rang, and we hid behind the school building.

"Man-handle much?" I asked her as she released my elbow.

"Sorry," she said again.

"So, what's up?" I was kind of antsy to get this conversation over with. The bell had rung and I didn't want to get into too much trouble.

"Edward. I can't go out with you," Bella said softly.

"We can plan for another day." As long as were together, I added mentally in my head.

"No, Edward," she said in a dark tone. It made me actually pay attention and look at her. Her brown eyes were watering but were hard. Her brown hair was pulled up into a ponytail and her cheeks had a pink tinge to them. "I can't go out with you ever."

"Why?" I asked in a sad voice.

Bella bit her lip and looked down. "I just can't okay. I have to go to class." With that she turned around and disappeared, leaving me alone. Immediately a stinging sensation reached my eyes and I was blinking back tears. My stomach felt queasy and my heart had a pinching feel to it. I had been rejected. I had never been rejected before, not once. I had never been willing to open myself up, to be vulnerable.

And this is why.

I was never one to try to be with someone - to try and get someone to want to be with me. In fact, I hadn't really ever felt this way for a girl. It was insane. Who would have thought one person whom I only knew for about two days could make me feel like this? Make me react like this? I hadn't cried since Alice decided it would be funny to stick a tampon in my backpack in sixth grade. I went home and bawled to Esme.

Alice walked in and the first thing she said was, "Sixth grade is a bitch, then you menstruate." She got grounded for three weeks. Two of them were for embarrassing me the last was because she said bitch.

I sniffled and blinked back the tears as I made my way to class, wishing the day was over.

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"Are you okay, Edward?" Rosalie asked as she sat beside me. I ignored her and continued to stare at Bella from across the cafeteria. Every now and again she'd look up with guilt filled eyes and look away. Good, I would think. Feel guilty. Right now, if Bella hadn't practically dumped me I'd be freaked about Rosalie sitting next to me. I had been waiting for her to start nagging about how I am with Bella. But Rosalie didn't speak to me again, in fact she left.

"Where's she going?" Alice asked as her and Emmett took their seats.

"I don't care," Emmett muttered.

"Are you two in a fight again?" Alice questioned, probably rolling her eyes. I wouldn't know, I was busy starring at Bella.

"Were in a fight. We broke up last night," Emmett stated. I removed my eyes from Bella and turned them on Emmett.

"What? Why?" I asked.

He sighed and pushed his tray away from him. "I couldn't handle her drama anymore. She's been acting weird, like as if she's not even into me anymore. I think there's someone else. Have you seen her with another guy?"

Alice and I shook our heads.

"The last guy I seen her with was Edward," Alice stated. I didn't have to worry about Emmett accusing me or being suspicious. He knew I'd never be with Rosalie. I couldn't even picture it. The only person I saw me with was Bella.

We all remained quietly after that. Alice texted Jasper (he skips lunch and takes an extra course for Math), Emmett ate food from all of our trays and I stared at Bella; who no longer looked back up at me.

When the bell rang, I felt myself actually dreading to sit next to Bella. But to my great luck (I think), she wasn't there. I spent the rest of the class period wanting her to be there just so I could pout. And then for the rest of the day I thought about how fucked up I was.

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2:13 AM

That's what my alarm clock, my phone and my computer said. I paced back in forth in the darkness. It was another case of insomnia, nothing new. I got it a lot, especially in the summer.

But this time I wasn't just waiting for the sun to wake up. I was waiting for Rosalie. She had called me while crying. I was constantly saying "Rose, what's wrong?" - "Rose stop crying so I can understand you." - "Rose, take deep breaths." - "Rosalie, tell me what happened." Her only response was a tearful "This sucks."

I could tell that she was upset by Emmett breaking up with her. I guess I get to keep my twenty bucks and get sixty dollars in return along with an old Rolling Stone album. I would have liked to jump and down like a girl, but knowing that Rosalie was in pain would make me feel even worse. As I continued to walk the empty space, I heard a grunting noise from outside.

I quickly rushed to the window where I opened it. I peered over the ledge to see Rosalie scaling the side of my house. I sighed. I should have told her to use the front door. But she made it safely to the top. Her blonde hair was in a messy bun and her face was bare of nothing but red from the coldness, and from crying. She wore sweatpants and a hoodie; which was Emmett's. She also wore a pair of sneakers which nearly shocked me. Rosalie was anti-anything without a boost of height. It was even worse because they were Jasper's.

I was going to punch Emmett the next time I saw him.

I reached out with my hand and pulled Rose through my window, and securely in my room.

"Thanks," Rose whispered.

"No problem." Rosalie pouted and tears formed in her eyes before she slammed into my and began crying. I held her closer to me and rubbed her back.

"Shh…It's okay," I said to her over and over. Rosalie continued to sob into my chest as I held her. We stood there for almost fifteen minutes before I led her to my bed. I pulled back the covers and laid her down. She crawled into a fetal position and cried into my pillow. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. What was I going to do with her? Rose was never like this, she never cried. It made me want to beat the shit out of Emmett for doing this to her.

I looked at the clock.

2:50 A.M

I would have to be up and dressed at six by Esme's clock. But Rosalie's mental and emotional needs were more important. I walked to the other side of my bed and sat crossed legged beside Rosalie. She looked up at me with her watery blue eyes as she desperately gasped for air to speak.

"I'm so-sorry Ed-Edward, I really, really am," she sobbed. I nodded my head and brushed strands of her hair back; doing this seemed to calm Rose. She stopped sobbing and her body stopped compulsing from the cries. I continued to brush her hair back and even wipe away her tears. I was doing this to sooth her, to tell her that everything was okay.

Rosalie didn't understand that.

To my sudden and blunt surprise, Rosalie pulled herself up into a sitting position and crushed her lips onto mine. I started to push her away but, I pushed her with my lips. I think I kissed her back.

This is wrong, so fucking wrong.

But it felt right, so fucking right.

Rosalie snaked her arms around my neck and pulled me closer to her. My own arms went around her waist and I also pulled her closer. Her lips opened on mine. I quickly followed Rose's lead and opened mine own. She took in my bottom lip and sucked on it gently; I did the same and captured her full lips with a hard kiss.

This was wrong. It was like I was taking advantage of Rose's pain, but I wasn't. I didn't like Rose like this, I really didn't. Right now I couldn't help but to wish this was Bella instead.

God, that'd be wonderful. To have my hands roam across Bella's body, to feel her heat as she straddled me and kissed me roughly and passionately. The way Rose's tongue pushed itself into my mouth had me gasping. What if it was Bella's? I couldn't keep myself from touching tongue's with Rose as I pictured her being Bella.

My hands made their way up to Bella's brown hair, where I tugged the ponytail free and her chocolate locks fall around her shoulders. My fingers laced into her hair and pulled them softly, making her whimper and push herself into my body even more. Her curves seem to fold perfectly on my body and I can't help but to shudder.

"You taste so good." Rosalie's voice ruined everything, and brought me back to reality. My eyes snapped open and my mouth became stiff. Shit. I was seriously making out with Rosalie. Her eyes opened. Lust and passion was all I could see, her lips were slightly red and swollen and she grinned at me. I didn't smile back; there was no way I could.

I was mortified.

I pushed Rosalie's body away from me and I dashed out of the bed.

"This is wrong, huh?" she asked in a small voice.

I nodded my head. "Very."

She began crying again. She pulled her legs up to her chest and tucked her head into her knees. I grimaced and walked back over to her.

"Rose what's going on? Emmett and you have broken up plenty of times. This is no different than the others," I spoke to her.

"It's not that." She replied, her voice muffled from her knees.

"Then what is it?" I wondered.

She pulled her face out of her legs and crossed them. She wiped at her tears and sniffled as she pulled her back into a ponytail.

"Uhm, I went to the Doctor's because I hadn't had a period for a few months," I groaned mentally and wished I could cover my ears. But I took in Rose's expression and knew this was serious. "They did some tests and I found out that I - that I couldn't have children." A loud sob released from her mouth and she covered her face with her hands. I quickly pulled her back into my arms for a sympathetic hug.

My door creaked open and I jumped.

"Edward? Rosalie? What in the world is going on?" Esme asked while tying her bathrobe together. Rosalie and I were now separated as the bed would let us be, but Esme sensed something was wrong.

"Rosalie? Why don't you come downstairs with me?" My mom asked. Rosalie nodded her head and pulled away from the bed. She and Esme left my room, and I let out a deep breath.

I crawled under my own covers and let sleep take over me, all the while feeling like a piece of shit.

I was the other guy.

A/N - No beta once again, but that's okay.
I do not own the 'What The Buck' Quote, "Sixth grade is a bitch, then you menstruate."

Huge thanks to the people who review. I won't name names but if I reply back to your review, that means I secretly want to marry you. If only you guys were Robert Pattinson, Taylor Lautner, Jackson Rathbone, Mitchell Davis, Shane Dawson, Zac Bagans, Craig Olejink, Shia Labeouf, Nick Jonas, Carter Jenkins, Will Pugh...and many more.

Fact - It's always been my dream for Rosalie and Edward to be together. -dodges rocks, tomatoes, shoes etc..-
Fact Two - I've never kissed a boy like that, that's why it may seem bad.