Rosalie POV

That afternoon at Cullen's had been really nice. His mother cooked cupcakes and took it to his bedroom where we were doing our homework and I also discovered Edward was this great pianist.

Emmett had been really helpful with the homework and Esme told me that from that moment on I was supposed to go over their house so that he would help me. I don't consider myself a bad student...Actually, I'm pretty fast learning things but I'd never had a proper family environment to develop my studying habits.

My brother had always been more attentive and he had always studied a lot. He was able to party and then go study but I just couldn't do that. Jasper always tried to make me do my homework but I would go out to go shopping and leave him doing it for me. He really was the perfect brother.

"Rose, are you ready?" Jazz shouted downstairs. "Emmett is already here!"

"Please, niño don't arrive too late. I won't go home till you arrive here." I heard Consuela saying in her feminine strong voice. "You know I really love you..."

Consuela was a really nice and caring person, very different from our maids in Miami. She really cared about us as people not us as money.

I looked at my reflexion in the bathroom mirror. The purple dress I was wearing had been Alice's creation and it really flattered my amazing body shape. 'I'm so...indescribable.'

I smiled and picked up my little purse where I had my phone and my cigarrettes.

Emmett POV

My jaw almost fell to the ground when I saw Rose coming out of her house. Her hair looked great and HER body. Was I already in Heaven?

"OMG...she's so f***able...I'm gonna jump on her panties tonight..." Mike commented and I made me feel disgusted. "Look at her ass..."

"Mike don't talk about her like that. She's our friend..."

"Since when did you become so protective...? You said the same things about that Chinese girl and she was our friend too! I know you got along with her too...really along, didn't you?"

Ok, Newton had trapped me. But he was sort of right about that. She looked f***able not in a bad way...It just meant she was HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.

"Hi guys!" She entered the back sit along with Jasper. Her perfume invaded the car and Mike smiled. "This isn't your car, is it?

"No, this is my «I wanna be discrete" car." I smirked.

"So are you ready to party?" I asked.

"We always are bro!" Jasper answered.

Mike and he chatted all the way but I just couldn't focus in any conversation they were having. My eyes would slide all the time just to see her reflection in the rear-view mirror. She had been texting someone and sometimes she smiled widely. Maybe it was that Josh guy or maybe one of her girl friends.

"Hey, who's coming to the party?" Jasper asked.

"Well...everyone, I guess. Alice has been there since afternoon preparing the deco and stuff like that." I answered. "I'm not sure but I think the party is in the old house near the beach or something..."

"Are there any booses?" Rose suddenly enquired.

"Sure. I think we've got flavoured vodka, couple of shots, beers and stuff like that." Mike turned to reply, smiling to her with that baby smile in that baby face.

I struggled to get away from those thoughts. 'Man, she is your friend.' My knuckles turned white as I held on to the steering wheel.

Today it hadn't rained which was a good thing. That meant we could go to the beach and make a camp fire or something like that.

I parked the car and looked around. The decoration was so Alice, always different and shiny, colourful.

As I was getting out of the car I saw someone running towards us. It was Jacob with his long hair. He had grown up in the last weeks but he was still short when compared to me.

"Hey bro, do you want me to make you braids or you prefer a ponytail?" I chuckled as stopped a friendly punch towards my chest. "Nice manicure, btw!"

"Don't you dare Emmie!" he said the last word in a falsetto voice. "The only girl here is you."

"Yeah right Shorty."

"Actually I've..." he stopped and looked away raising his eyebrow. "Ho la la...who's your friend over there?"

I turned my head to see where he was looking at. 'Damn, why does everyone have notice her?'

"It's Rosalie, but she prefers Rose. Hey, I thought you were into Bella..."

"I am but I need to have some distractions you know..." he answered as he a stepped away.

"Hi, my name's Jacob but you can call me Jake." I saw her smiling. "C'mon let me show you the place."

That made me angry but I controlled myself. I mean, he was my friend and he liked Bella...right?

Rosalie POV

Mike Newton and Jake had been around me all night. I didn't mind about Jake, he was nice and was just a sixteen year old kid but Newton was...Okay, not a pain in the ass because he was nice and stuff but...

I went to get a cup of strawberry vodka, a shot and a bier and mixed it all, drank it quickly so that I could go dancing.

There were a lot of people, maybe the entire Forks school and the Quileute School. What did it matter? It was a party and there was no girl there you could compare to me. I stood along with the crowd, feeling the rhythm.

I felt someone approaching me, touching me. I turned to look. It was Newton smiling. He put his hands on my waist pressing it gently, moving soft and swiftly.

We danced for a long time, with our bodies touching. Sometimes he would kiss my neck but his hands never parted from me. Once I thought I had seen Emmett Cullen around looking like he was aching but then when I turned again to see him, he was already gone.

I dunno what I was thinking about when I kissed Newton intensely ...I don't know what the hell was wrong with me. Maybe I had drunk too much. I just felt his hands across my body, vertiginous images of a dancing crowd, a tumbling staircase.

Mike sat me on a bed, kissing me violently. I just remember him trying to get me out of my dress. I felt awkward and suddenly, as if someone had pinched me, I sort of woke up from that sleepy state. I didn't react for a while, realizing what he was trying to do and I felt used, insulted, outraged. I became furious and punched him on his face.

"Never do that to me. I'm not like your slutty friends." I jerked him so that I could manage to get away. "You better be careful or the next time you do this my car will accidently run over you."

"Hey, Rose calm down. I thought you were into this." He smiled, managing to get his hands on me. "I know what you want."

"Back off. I swear I'm capable of doing whatever I want to. Just remember I have pretty good lawyers and a lot of money." I smiled and then slapped him.

I got out of the room graciously as I heard him saying "Don't pretend you don't like this Blondie!"

I ignored him and went to the bathroom to check how I was. Somehow he had succeeded in unscrewing my bra.

After, I went downstairs to try to find my brother cause I wanted to go home. I felt sort of ill and wanted to sleep.

Why did everybody think of me that way? In Miami there had been several guys who had already tried that with me. I felt a tear rolling down my face. 'Where the heck's Jasper when I need him most?'

I found Bella and Edward on my way and she called but I just ignored her. Angela also came towards me to ask me what was wrong but I didn't want to answer. I excused myself and kept on going through the dancing crowd. I wanted to get out that claustrophobic house.

I opened the front door and the wind hit my face ferociously. I felt chills but I didn't mind. All I wanted was to be alone so I ran towards the sandy path, took my shoes off and faced the deserted beach.

The moonlight was touching the furious waves that galloped through the frosty sand, spitting salty water droplets towards me. It felt good, genuine, and pure. Unlike most people.

I sat down and grabbed my knees. I wished I could handle just a little bit more. I didn't like to cry but I needed to.

Bad thing about being too beautiful is that everyone seems to want something from. But my situation was way worse than that. As if it wasn't enough, I'm blonde so most people think I'm a stupid Barbie. The guys expect me to want to go up to bed with all of them and the girls can be very cruel. Most of them are jealous of me and pretend to be my BFF's.

I started crying and couldn't stop, spreading away the emotions kept inside for a long time.

Emmett POV

I saw her painful face walking towards the front door and looked upstairs, where Newton got out of a bedroom.

I managed to get away from Jessica's arms and waited for Mike to come downstairs. I tried to act casual, smiley.

"What happened?"

"You how this is...the Barbie wants to suck it. She is just playing the innocent girl role."

Ok, now I couldn't stand it. He was my bro for everything. Always together for the good and the bad but now...I couldn't just watch him saying those things about Rose.

"You're going to regret that..." I raised my right hand, turning it into a fist and punched right on his nose and then his stomach.

His eyes almost popped out and he fell on the floor, trying to breathe. I turned my back to him and ran away as everyone stopped dancing to check who was screaming.

I tried to reach the front door as fast as I could. Ever so it took me a while to do so.

As I ran I saw agreement in Edward's eyes, Jasper's worried expression and a smiling Alice.

"What happened?"

"Newton's a pervert. Good thing you sister's strong girl." I answered. "Don't worry, I've already took care of him."

"But...where's Rose?" I felt his torment running over me.

"Calm down Jazz. " Alice grinned. "You just have to stay here, with me."

I walked away from them and opened the front door, closing it carefully not to attract people here. I looked around and saw someone on the beach. It was her with her long blond hair.

I found her lost and insecure, crying immensely. I felt despair coming over me as I sat by her side and felt her muscles retract as I touched her.

"Easy...I'm here for you Rose. I'm not like him..." I surrounded her perfect shoulders with my arm.

She lifted her head to face me and I met those powerful violet eyes drowning in tears. I almost could feel the pain and struggle inside her. I didn't know much about her but there must have been things that bothered her. Things she kept inside her.

"You don't understand..." she began.

"Yeah, I know that. You don't have to say a thing. You don't have to explain yourself."

"Leave me alone. All you want is the same f***ing thing."

I frowned, not understanding what she meant with that. Rose got up and picked up her tiny purse, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. 'WTF?'

"You smoke?" She didn't answer and lit the cigar. "No no no. It's not good for you."

I got up and took it out of her hands as she looked like she was going to kill me.

"What's your problem? I smoke since I'm thirteen and as far as I'm concerned I'm still alive and healthy 'kay?"

"My problem? You are. You are completely drunk, you were about to smoke and..." It would be better not to mention Newton.

Rose restarted crying, falling into my arms. "Don't worry..." I murmured while hugging her gently. She was freezing so I took my polo out and gave it to her.

"Your sister's right. You're like a giant teddy bear..." she whispered in a sleepy voice.

I felt my cheeks going red which was pretty embarrassing for a guy...Good thing no one was around that night.

Suddenly I felt the usual icy raindrops running down my arms, heavy and boring. Rose didn't seem to want to move but I still picked her up and carried her in my arms till we got to my car.

I put her on the front seat and then I sat on the driver seat. I helped her fasten the seatbelt and dialled Edward's number as I watched Rosalie.

"How are you the things there?"

"Don't worry. Everybody's partying again. Newton is on his way to the hospital and Jasper wants to know about Rosalie."

"Tell him I'm going to take her to our house. She is going to sleep there."

"Hum. Okay." He didn't sound surprised."Bye."

Rose looked like she had broken into pieces. She had this fragile look and sad eyes. I didn't want to pressure her to say anything but she looked like she needed someone to talk to. 'Maybe she'll talk to Mum.'

I started the engine and drove back to my house, through the dark and wet roads that seemed to be swallowing the car with its foggy shades.

I parked the car in the garage, left Rose alone for a while and gone upstairs, searching for my mother.

"Mum? Where are you?" I shouted.

"Emmett?"

I followed her voice into the living room where she and dad were watching some movie.

"Already here? It's only 10.30 pm...I thought this was party day..." Carlisle started.

"Well, hum, there were some complications and I had to come back home earlier with Rose..."

"Is everything alright?" Mum got up from the sofa.

"Not exactly but I'll explain everything later. Now, can she stay here? Just tonight?"

"Of course honey." Esme's compassionate eyes agreed. "Where is she?"

Mum took care of her and helped her get into pyjamas while I prepared my bedroom for her to sleep in.

I lent her one of my PJ's 'cause neither mum nor Alice were tall enough and their stuff wouldn't fit her. Not that she was that tall...'She must be 1.75 and I'm 1.88 meters...'

We had found her in the car smoking, completely motionless. When we picked her up she threw up all she had drank that night and almost blacked out if it weren't Carlisle.

I'd never expected that girl to be so...I don't know. I felt rage against everyone who had hurt her. I grabbed a pillow and punched it as much as I could just before Esme entered the room with Rose and helped her getting into my bed.

My gaze rolled down her body, appreciating the vision of a girl like her wearing my pyjamas. Maybe it wasn't time for that kind of thoughts, but she looked pretty hot. Not to mention she wasn't wearing her bra and her nip- 'Focus!'

"I'll stay here with her. You can go have some sleep." I offered. "If she needs anything I know what to do. Trust me."

"And I trust you son. I just don't think I'm going to able to sleep..."

"Mum, relax..." I stood in front of her and put my hands on her shoulders.

She bit her lower lip and frowned. "Your father and I will be in our room. Good night sweetheart." Esme kissed my forehead and I hugged her.

When Mum closed the door, I lit up a small lamp with a soft blue light and sat on the small sofa near the bed.

"I'll be here. Just call me if you need me, ok?" I whispered to Rosalie.

Her bewildered eyes met mine and smiled peacefully, drowning into her nightmares, wambling against her own problems.

I just sat motionless on the couch. I didn't know why that girl made my heart feel so...insecure. 'Damn, I'm becoming an Edward!' But...it didn't matter. I felt good that way, no matter how Edwardish it was.

That night, it broke my heart every time I saw her crying and whispering meaningless words, grabbing the bed sheet around. I knew she was suffering, but there was nothing I could do besides cleaning her tears, whispering calm words.

Rosalie POV

The sunlight hit my face and I opened my lazy eyes, trying to remember where I was. But there was no need to do that. Emmett's baby face was the first thing I saw that morning, laying on the couch near the bed, snoring.

It made me smile…how could a big guy like him look so fragile, so innocent? I rolled under the bed sheets, enjoying the peaceful morning. My head ached a little bit but I was already used to this hangover sensation. I knew my eyes were swollen and my mouth was dry, but I didn't want to wake him up.

Last night he had been a sweet-heart and I had been so stupid...

"Rose? You okay?"

I rolled out of bed and went towards Emmett, to hug him. I felt him kind of surprised at first, but then he surrendered and hugged me back.

"I'm sorry…" I managed to say.

"Don't worry. You can count on me whenever you want…"

I parted from his arms, sitting on the border of the bed.

"Damn…I feel so embarrassed about last night. How am I going to face Newton again…You know, I seemed like a good guy but…"

"Don't worry 'bout that. You'll just have to face his huge broken nose and laugh at him."

"OMG…you two are like best friends!"

"And that's what best friends are for: to punch us in the nose when we don't act like we should. When we act like dorks and stuff."

I wish I could just disappear. Two weeks here and I was already destroying friendships and stuff...