"Get out." I heard Emmett say. "I said, get out."
"I just want to talk to her,"
"Get out." I heard someone stand up from a chair close to my bed.
"I'm not leaving."
"I'm stronger then you and you know it."
"I'm faster then you, and you know it."
"Edward, I'm not kidding. Get out of here."
"What are you so afraid of?" There was a pause.
"You fucked her up. I'm never going to be able to fix her completely. She'll never be mine. She was yours first, always. She's always going to love you and every second I'm afraid that she'll run back to you. And I know that once she's gone, I'll never get her back."
Edward chuckled a little.
"She says your name when she's asleep, when you walk by it takes her a second to notice me again. Is that what you want to hear?"
My eyes shot open just in time to see Edward's smile and Emmett throw him through the wall. I shot up in my bed. Emmett looked at me quickly with sorry eyes. Distracted by me, he didn't prepare himself for Edward's counter attack. He lunged at him and they both fell through the opposite wall.
"Enough!" I heard Carlisle yell at the quarreling boys. "That's enough." They both followed Carlisle's demands. "You will have these walls fixed immediately. And Emmett you will take Bella to your room. I cannot believe you boys." He shook his head. Edward looked so mournful. I knew the one thing he hated most was disappointing Carlisle. "This is exactly what tears your mother apart; fighting." They both looked like they could drop dead from shame.
"And Edward," Carlisle said as he began to walk away. "When collecting supplies, don't steal anything. We have the money to pay for it ourselves." I covered my giggle with my palms so they couldn't hear me. But despite my efforts, they did.
"Alright, Miss." Emmett turned to me. "Let's get you upstairs." He leaned down to gather me, but I suddenly found myself in a different pair of arms.
"Don't worry," Alice said, cheerily as she appeared out of nowhere. "I'll take her." And with another head rush I was in Emmett's room laying flat on his bed. His bed.
"You hungry?" She asked, twisting her thin body around the room.
"No, I'm okay. Thanks" I responded. She smiled in response.
This was the first time in a long time I had been with Alice alone. We used to have sleep overs and lunch dates but now I saw more of Jasper then I did of her. It saddened me a bit to think our friendship and sisterhood was so tarnished that we couldn't even spend time together anymore. But then again, what chances did we have? Before my stroke? After I came home and needed 12 hours of sleep a day, with limited to no stress (as instructed by Carlisle)?
"You gotta choose one, Bella." Alice said, still spinning.
I debated on acting ignorant, but instead responded by saying, "I know."
"It's all they ever think about. Who you gunna choose, Bella. Who ya' gunna choose..."
"I'm with Emmett."
"But you love Edward."
"I love Emmett."
"And Edward." Hot tears of anger started rolling down my cheeks. She stopped spinning.
"I didn't mean to make you cry." I shrugged and gave a sarcastic laugh. She sat down next to me and put her hand on my knee.
"Why does Emmett have a bed and Edward doesn't?" I asked in an unsuccessful attempt to distract me from my tears.
"Well he was married..." Alice hinted.
Rosalie.
I started to really cry.
"Oh, Bella. Don't worry about that now..." I think she thought I was crying because of the thought of Emmett being with someone else, but the true source was realizing that Rosalie was dead. Because of me. No, because of Edward. He left me. He hurt me. He broke his family apart. This was all his fault.
I couldn't think about it anymore, I had to say something, anything to make me stop thinking about it.
"Alice, what's your favorite color?" Pitiful.
"Teal, today." Soon our conversation faded and she began dancing to music that wasn't there.
AN: Odd an spacey chapter, I admit. But, eh. It's here. It's queer. Get used to it. I think I am going to post the next chapter in a few hours. I've already got some ideas. So, until then, REVIEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW(: