heyyy everyone. sorry this took so long to get up. i got play practice everyday, and then a load of homework after that. gahh stress is fun.
haha. not.

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RPOV

I awoke the next morning to a huge grey blanket almost suffocating me. Jasper, I thought to myself. I pushed myself out of bed, to find myself surrounded by pink. A gasp of horror escaped my lips. I hadn't slept in my own room for almost a year. Jasper knew how much this upset me, why would he leave me alone in here? Then the vague memory of last nights disscusion between Jasper and I floated back into my head. He must have carried me back in here, and then crawled in himself. He couldn't sleep alone, just as much as I could.

Slowly, and groggily, I stepped out of bed, and walked into my bathroom. More pink. I couldn't take this anymore. Everything reminded me of mom. I turned on the shower, and steped in, and just broke down. Tears mixed with the water beating down on my face. It was hot, but I didn't care. I needed to cry. I missed Mom and Dad. I wish that I knew if Emmett was cheating on me or not. I wish that I wasn't so mean to Jasper all the time. And I wish that Alice, my best friend since preschool, wouldn't have moved across country. I needed her now more then ever. For about a hour, I just stood there and cried, not caring if Jasper heard me or not. The water finally turned cold, and I turned it off, and climbed out, wrapping a towel around my body. I opened the bathroom door, and walked down to the laundry room. Jasper and I walked around the house in our towels all the time, it didn't bother us.

As I started down the stairs, I heard voices from down stairs. I stopped to listen, curious to who would be at our house this early in the morning. I silently hoped that it was Emmett, so that I could talk to him, but on the other hand, I didn't want to see him right now.

"Jasper, why won't you go get Rose so that I can talk to her and explain things?" Emmett's voice almost growled at my brother. I must have missed the beginning of the conversation.

"She'll be down when she comes down, Emmett. And, frankly, I don't believe that you deserve to see her right now. After what you put her through and all," Jasper stated calmly. He always had a way of keeping calm, even in the most hostile of situations.

"Why don't I deserve to see her right now?"

"Because of what you did to her last night."

"You said that. And you said that she thinks there's something wrong with me, and that's why I've been distant." I smiled to myself. Thankfully, Jasper didn't say anything about cheating to Emmett," I havn't been distant at all, actually, I've been more into her than ever. I love her Jasper, and you know that."

"Then prove it to her."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Emmett almost yelled.

"You didn't have to see her face when she came home last night." Jasper stated.

"And you didn't see her face when she left here, now did you?" Emmett retorted.

" I wasn't the one to make her cry." Ouch, that one hurt a bit.

"I didn't make her cry." I peeked around the corner, to see what was going on. Emmett and Jasper were standing chest to chest, nose to nose, both very heated.

"Like hell you didn't."

"Like hell I did." Emmett shoved Jasper. I had enough, and finally went down stairs to break this up.

"I hate to break up this little lovefest, guys, but what's going on?" I asked, pretending that I didn't hear anything. Both guys jumped a foot in the air, and three feet away from eachother.

"Lookin' good, Rose." Emmett noted, grinning his huge, grizzily grin. Jasper sent him a glare of hate.

"Thanks. Jasper, do you know if my flannel pajama pants are clean? I'm not really in the mood to wear jeans today, and I was just plannin on loungin' around."

"Yea, they're in the dryer. Did you sleep good?" I nodded and started off towards the laundry room. I heard footsteps behind me, and hands on my hips.

"Hey, baby." Emmett whispered in my ear.

"Hey there yourself." I giggled, pulling him into the room with me. I grabbed my pants, a pair of underwear, a bra, and a tee-shirt out of the dryer, and quickly slid them on. Emmett grabbed me up, and gently placed me on the top of the washer, and started to kiss me. I wound my arms around his neck, and twisted my hands into his hair, pulling him closer to me. His lips parted, and my tounge found his. He slid his phone out of his pocket, and placed it next to me and sighed. He pulled away, again.

"Emmett, what's wrong?"

"Gotta pee, babe. Be right back." With that he walked out of the room, and to the bathroom.

His phone started singing. 'My girl's in the next room, sometimes I wish she was you, I guess we never really moved on. It's really good to hear your voi-' I looked at the name on the screen.

Alice.

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