A/N: ok, so everyones human. and Jasper and Alice aren't together. I'm sorry if i'm ruining the story for everyone. I'm not trying to ruin it. this story just came to me through a psychology project. so yea.
i love twilight and everything about it.

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RPOV

Alice.

Why was she calling my boyfriend when she didn't even call me? She said that she would call me at least five times a week, now that she moved. I've heard from her maybe three times, and that was almost two months ago. I was honestly curious why she wanted to talk to Emmett. Even when she was here, she never really liked him, and thought of him as just the annoying guy that her best friend was dating. Quickly, I thought of what would happen if I answered the phone. Would Emmett be mad? I didn't care if he was, I was already pissed off. So I answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Rose? Why are you answering Emmett's phone?" Alice almost shreiked into the phone. Something was wrong, and I could feel it.

"Because he's in the bathroom, Alice. Now let me ask you a question. Why are you calling my boyfriend's phone, when you don't even call me? Huh? Can you answer that without weaving a web of lies?" I was being mean to her, and I hoped that I wouldn't hurt her feelings.

"He's my friend, Rose." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"When you still lived here, you thought he was the most annoying person to ever walk this earth."

"I never said that Rosalie Hale. I think that Emmett is a great guy...for you. For you I mean." I heard the correction in her voice.

"Alice.." I said in a soft voice, "Why are you lying to me?" Just as I whispered that, Emmett walked back into the room, and seen his phone in my hand. His face was a look of horror. Almost like a child caught getting a cookie out of the cookie jar before dinner.

"Bye," I whispered into the phone, and slid it shut. I slowly put the phone back next to my thigh. Emmett walked over to me and put his hands on my hips. He looked between angry and confused.

"Babe, who was that?"

"Oh, Alice." I said nonchalantly. His jaw dropped, and his hands fell from my hips to my lap, as he took my hands in his. He looked like a puppy who had just gotten hit by a news paper.

"Why was Alice calling you, Emmett?" I wondered, tears on my voice.

"We're friends, Rose. That's it. I promise." I nodded, not believing a word that he said. Lightly, I jumped down from the washer, and walked into the living room. Emmett followed me, trying to grasp my hand in his, but I kept pulling away. Jasper was sitting on the couch reading a book.

"Babe, why won't you hold my hand? Please. I didn't do anything wrong, Alice is just a friend." He pleaded with me, "I love you so much, Rose. Please, don't think I cheated on you. I wouldn't do that, and you know it." I stopped dead, and turned to face him.

"Do I? Do I really know that you wouldn't cheat on me?" I repeated his sentence. He looked like he was on the verge of tears, as was I. At this moment, the tears started spilling out from my eyes, "Emmett, I love you too, but..but.." I coudn't finish a coherent sentence. In a few seconds time, Jasper came and stood by my side, hugging me to his chest.

"Emmett, I think that it would be better if you left now," I hadn't realized that I had started sobbing until they were echoing back from the walls.

"What did I do, Rose? Just please tell me what I did." Emmett pleaded with me, taking my sholders from Jasper's grasp. I stayed there to answer his question.

"You're lying to me, Emmett, I can tell. I know you, and I can tell from your voice that...that.." I started sobbing again. I desperatly wanted what I was saying to be a lie in itself, but it wasn't, and it never would be. "Emmett, please just leave. I need some time to think. I love you, okay?" I looked up at him, and he nodded, a single tear rolling down his face. He leaned down and kissed my lips softly and whispered into my ear,

"I love you, forever." With that, he released me, and Jasper wrapped his arms around me again. I leaned into his chest, and heard the front door quietly shut. Jasper tightened his arms, and soothed me as best as he could.

"Rosie, please don't cry. What happened before you two walked back in? Will you tell me so that I can help?" I nodded and he lead me to the couch. We sank down, and I leaned my head onto his lap.

"Now, tell me what happend." His voice was so soft and comforting. I loved my brother.

"Emmette had to go to the bathroom, and his phone rang." I looked up to him and he nodded for me to continue, "It was Alice. She wanted to talk to Emmett. And then Emmett came back from the bathroom, and started apologizing up and down." I wiped the tears away from my eyes once again and sat up, "Jasper, what if he is cheating on me? What am I going to do?" I looked him in the eye, waiting for his answer.

"I don't know sis, I don't know. Maybe you should go sleep on it?" He suggested.

"Why does everyone sleep when they need to think?" We both laughed, and I stood up, "I think I will take a nap though, sounds nice." I hugged him once more and walked up to my room. I quickly fell onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the smell of bacon woke me up. Jasper was making breakfast. I loved it when he did, he's a fantastic cook. I looked at my clock, and it said 10am. Wow, I thought, I slept for a really long time. I stood up and looked out the window, and there was nothing but clouds and rain. What a gloomy day, I thought, but what a great day to go see Emmett. I smiled with the thought of his name, and picked up my phone to call the love of my life.

"Hello?" A groggy voice said.

"Hey, babe. How did you sleep?" I asked.

"Not very good, Rose."

"Why?"

"I'm sick."

"I'll bring you some soup." I insisted.

"No, I'm...I'm contangious." He coughed.

"I don't care, Emmett, please let me come over. I need to see you." I begged.

"No. Rose. Not. Today." He growled. I started crying.

"Alright, hun. I'll talk to you later then. I love you." I whispered.

"Yeap. You too." He hung up. I started sobbing, but quickly stopped, and went downstairs. 'I'm going to go over there anyway, bring him some soup.

"Jasper, will you make me some chicken noodle soup?" I asked walking into the kitchen.

"Uh...Sure. But you havn't had breakfast. What if I make it for you for lunch?" I laughed.

"Silly Jasper. The soup isn't for me, it's for Emmett." Jasper opened his mouth to say something, but I stopped him, "He's sick."

"Yea, he is sick." His tone was one of discust, "But, yes, I'll make your che- I mean boyfriend, some soup. Now sit down and eat."

"Thanks Jasper." I ate everything. It was so delicious.

"I'll be back later ok, Jasper. Got some errands to run, and I'm going to take the soup to Emmett.

"Alright, Rose. Please be careful." He stood up and hugged me. I squeezed him tight.

"Thank you for everything, bro."

"Anytime, Sis." We both laughed. And I walked out the door, and to my car.

I spent the day at the mall, and then headed over to Emmets. When I pulled onto his street, I had a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. I pulled into the driveway, to park in my normal spot, but it was already occupied. In my spot, there was a yello Porsche 911 Turbo.

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