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"Whoa what happened here?" Alice said as she stepped into the living room looking around. I glanced around with her and smiled.

"Rearranged some things, you like?" I asked and she took the step that made her come into the living room. She walked to the shelf and held the photo of Edward and I that would always be up. I hadn't wanted to take a picture but Edward had grabbed me by the waist spinning me around. My head had been thrown down on his neck by the spin and his rested on my shoulder staring straight at Alice while she took the photo.

"I remember this day," she said as she grabbed the photo and came to sit next to me on sofa. I smiled and we studied it together.

"I remember because I saw the tiny flash on you finger. Then I find out my brother had proposed," she said and I blushed just like that day.

I went to take the photo from her but she grabbed my hand and stared at it in shock. "Where's your ring?" she asked staring at my fingers like they had transformed into something frightening.

I pulled my hand away and tugged the chain out from under my shirt. She stared at it and then at me. Her eyes were mixed with confusion, hurt, shock, and something I couldn't really identify.

"Why?" she breathed.

I shrugged. "I don't know. It just seems right," I answered.

She stared at the picture a little while longer and then gave it to me. She sighed and opened up her purse.

"I came to bring you something," she said and I looked at waiting for her to continue.

"I was cleaning a bit today and I found this. I think you should have it," she said and pulled out a tape. The label was in black sharpie. Big thick block letters spelled out, Edward's and Bell's Wedding. I knew the hand writing was Emmett's but I was confused.

"I have a wedding video." I said and she nodded.

"I know, but Emmett made this…differently, he likes to think of it as the bloopers of the wedding not the sappy stuff," she said with a small smile and I stared at her.

"Ah," was all I was able to say.

I didn't know what to do with it. I wasn't sure if I was strong enough to watch this. So it just sat in my hands while I stared at Emmett's horrible writing.

"I don't mean to hurt you with it; I just thought you might like to see it. I mean I know the CD wasn't the greatest but he would have wanted you to have it. He made it for you birthday, Em and I just finished it. But you weren't in the best condition," she said softly. I nodded.

"Well let's see it," I said and her eyes twinkled.

I popped the tape in and waited as it started to play. It wasn't the whole wedding just the party. Music blared loudly and guests were dancing and wobbling from the drinks.

Goofy smiles filled the screen and you could hear Emmett's chuckle. The camera swished and his face filled the television. He wore a huge grin and his eyes twinkled with trouble.

"Okay, you love birds. This is what happened at you wedding when no one really was looking. And you know how they say drunks and kids never lie, well were gonna find out," he said and flashed an evil grin as the camera shifted again.

"Hey Rosie, how ya doing?" Emmett asked as he zoomed in on Rosalie. Her head was down on the table and her golden hair created a blanket around her shoulders.

She lifted her head and smiled.

"Say something to the couple," he said and she stared confused.

"Didn't I do this," she said and hiccupped.

"Yea, but only they will see it not the whole party so say something."

She stared for a moment and then smiled.

"I take back all the phony luck I gave you guys. Hell you don't need it. Remember I told you how he looks at you! Even after 3 years or was it 4…either way even still he has that same look in his eyes. I can't even see you guys away from each other you lucky—"

"Okay Rosie," Emmett said laughing. He went around to everyone else, drunks and non drunks.

Some comments were so different then the ones before. Some were pretty much the same except for some language. He showed the dance floor where they started doing the Macarena.

He showed people getting sick or falling down or just acting silly. And as he swiveled around he found us. Just us.

We were dancing my head resting on his shoulder and his hands playing with my hair. He opened his dark eyes and I could see every emotion there. Love, joy, bliss, excitement, even a bit of fear but I under stood that. I was scared too.

"Hey Edward, Bella say something," Emmett called and Edward looked up. I had turned around and was smiling at the camera.

"Em, what are you doing?" Edward asked and my throat clogged.

Tears filled my eyes and everything seemed to fall down inside me. His voice had sent me over the edge. Tears had made a trail down my cheek and I felt Alice come to my side as she wrapped an arm around me.

"Maybe we should stop," she said and I shook my head.

"No, I want to see this," I said and she nodded.

"Just making a video. Smile Bella," He told the movie me and she did.

"Come on Edward say something," Emmett urged and Edward rolled his green eyes.

"I don't have much to say Em, just that I'm happy," he said with a smile.

"And you Bella?" Emmett asked me.

"Don't know Emmett. What do you want me to say?" I asked him and the camera shifted a little.

"Okay well what if you guys got in a horrible fight that may have ended the marriage, what would you say to save it?" Emmett asked and Edward rolled his eyes.

"You just always have to find the negative in a positive day," Edward mumbled.

"I'd say, that right now, he's the only one that holds my heart and…" I had stopped and stared at Edward. He looked down at me and smiled.

"And that I couldn't ever imagine life with out him. Not a happy one at least," I told the camera and Edward kissed me.

"Dido," he whispered looking at me and Emmett gagged behind the camera.

"Just you wait until your wedding day, I'll be doing the same thing," Edward said and Emmett laughed.

"I'll hold you to that," Emmett told him.

"Get out of here, Em!" was the last thing Edward said before the TV turned blue.

It was quiet and I stared at the screen. The soft hum of the television filled the small living room and finally the tears just seemed to take over.

I looked over to see Alice with tears in her eyes as well.

She always seemed like my safeguard. She was the one that seemed to be the strongest. She never showed tears. I wasn't use to seeing her like this.

I held her tight and I could feel the sobs shake through her too. All the words I have ever told her, everything I ever did to her seemed to hit me full force as I realized just how much pain she was in.

"God, I'm so sorry, Alice, I'm so sorry," I whispered burying my head in the crook of her shoulder. She rubbed her hands up and down my back.

"I forgive you, Bella, I know," she said and I froze.

She had forgiven me.

"I told you," his voice seemed to ring through my ears and then I was laughing. I was laughing at the irony of the situation and his words, and I was laughing to make the tears go away. I just laughed and it didn't feel fake or forced. It just came out.

Alice pulled away with a smile on her face and her eyes watery.

"You know, he loved you so much," she said and she wiped the tears away from my cheeks.

"I actually tried to talk him out of it," she said softly.

"Really?" I asked. I wasn't hurt as I guess I should have been, but just more confused then anything else. Alice was the supportive one. She went along with everything.

"I think I was just more afraid of losing him. I was selfish. I didn't want you to come and steal it all away from me. He was mine, and even though I had no problem against you, I just didn't want you in the family. I didn't want him t forget me," she said staring away.

I stared at my hands.

"Do you ever wish that he never married me?" I asked softly.

"Honestly, No I don't. You made him happy, more then happy you made him glow. He needed you. And looking at you guys, you shared the happiness. You were the kind of couple that made people smile to see two people so in love, " she said and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

I smiled.

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"Okay guys smile!" I say as I hold the camera up.

"No!" Bella shouts and turns.

"C'mon it's one picture," Edward says trying to turn her. This only makes her turn herself all around so her back is facing the camera. "No I hate pictures," she says and I laugh.

"Aw Bella, please," I beg but she refuses to turn. Edward shoots a wink at me and holds her waist as he starts to twirl her. She shrieks and I take the picture. "Edward!" she scolds and I roll my eyes as I check the picture.

Edward smiles while Bella's head rests on his shoulder. Her face lit with laughter. His hands are wrapped around her waist and her feet are partially off the ground. But there was a flash in the picture.

It was by Bella's waist and…

I look up at them. Edward is whispering in her ear and she giggles softly. His hands stay around her waist and her hand goes up to wrap in his hair. But as she raises it the sun glints of the ring on her finger sending sparkles in the air.

I don't know what causes me to do it, but I shrieked.

They focus there eyes on me and Edward lets go of her. My eyes are wide as I stare at him. He knows I've figured it out and he know what I'm about to do even though I wasn't completely sure.

"Alice, hush, Mom and Dad are still inside," he tries to warn me but I start to shout anyway.

"You pro—" but my voice is muffled as he places his hand on my mouth. I'm still shrieking and he's telling me to shut up. Bella blushes and stares at the ground. Her feet make small swirls in the snow and she stares like she's making the next Mona Lisa.

Floods of emotions run through me and I'm angry and sad and overjoyed and jealous and confused and hurt. My screaming stops and I take deep breaths through my nose and try to control myself. Edward holds me for another minute and then slowly lets me go.

I decide what I want to do.

"Bella! Let me see," I shriek with partial joy.

She comes slowly and holds out her hand. The ring seems to have been made just for her. It shines against her complexion and I suddenly wonder how they were able to hide this.

I grab her hand and just stare at the diamond while trying to ask the right questions without setting Edward off.

"When?" was the only thing I could come up with as I stare at him. His bright green eyes shine and his lips rise in a half smile.

"Valentine's day," he says and I roll my eyes.

"You're so cheesy," I say and Bella laughs. It was only three days ago and this had been able to slip past me.

"When are you going to tell them?" I ask and Bella stares at Edward. My head turns to stare at him.

"I don't know. This weekend," he says and shrugs stuffing his hands in his pocket. It is silent between all of us for a small while and I start to tremble a bit. My brother was getting married. Married!

"Congratulations," I shriek breaking the silence and making Bella jump as I wrap my arms around both of them. Bella laughs and hugs me back tightly, but I feel disgusted by her at the moment.

Bella was sweet and kind and god damned beautiful. She was the only piece missing in my brother's puzzle, but she would she knock me out of the picture. Edward hugged me and I felt my arms squeeze around him tightly. I bury my head in his chest and take in his fresh summer scent, in the middle of winter.

I didn't want him to leave me. To ignore me.

"Thanks Alice, at least we have someone who's happy for us," he says and pulls away.

"What do you mean?"

"If Mom and Dad don't take it well or Charlie, we have you. I need that…we need that," he says and I smile.

"I'm going to take Bella home I'll see you later," he says and holds Bella's hand as they walk to the car.

"Come in," I say and close the photo album as Edward walks into my room. He sits on the computer desk and pulls it up to the bed and I sit up.

"Hey,"

"Hey."

It's silent between us, before I start to babble.

"Edward you're so young and you have such a great future and it's all—"

"Alice, just stop. Please." He begs and my eyes water in anger and sadness and disappointment as I stare at the closed leather bond book resting on the snow white sheets in front of me. I grab a pillow and hug it softly.

"I thought you were happy for me," he says and I could hear the hurt in his voice. My stomach gets tight as I realize it was me who put it there.

"I was—I mean I am, but Edward I don't want you to throw everything away because of her," I tell him looking into his eyes.

"Her. Since when did Bella become her? Do you hate her that much you can't even use her name?" Edward snaps and I feel ashamed.

"No I don't hate her," I whisper.

"Then why are you giving me so much crap. God I love her Alice," he tells me his voice calm but anger seething out in every word.

"I know you do! But you have a whole future. Wait a couple years," I say and he shakes his head.

"What's the point? I'm going to marry her anyway. So why wait?" he asks.

"Time changes people Edward. She maybe there today, but what if she finds someone else, what if you do?"

"Do you honestly see me with anyone but her?"

"No," I breathe because it is true. They were one of those couples that couldn't be broken. They just were.

"What's this all about?"

"I just don't want you to rush,"

"That's bull. Give me the real reason," he says and stares coldly at me.

"I just don't want to lose you," I whisper. The room is quiet and then he starts to laugh. Loudly.

"Why would you even think that? I love Bella, Alice I will always love her. But you're my sister. You hold your own special place in my heart and I wouldn't be able to go on without you," he says and takes me in his arms. I lay my head on his shoulder.

The shoulder I cried on, the shoulder I cuddled in, the shoulder that brought comfort to me. He was the one I went to with nightmares in the middle of the night; he was the one I went to when a spider found a way in my room. He was the one I went to when I fell off my bike.

He was the one I went to when someone teased me, when I couldn't get something right. When I won a game, or got an 'A'. He was always there for me.

"I could never just forget about you, Alice, never" he says and I hug him. He would always be there for me.

"I really am happy for you," I say because I was. Once the fear was gone and once I knew that I couldn't really lose him, I was happy for him.

"I know," he says and I laugh.

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"You're a sad person Bella," Jacob said as we walked quietly down the street. I had no idea where we were going. We were just walking. Jacob had become a sort of therapy for me.

We had gotten closer in the past weeks. And as the whether warmed a bit it was a comfort to walk with him and share thoughts.

"I don't have a happy life, Jake," I sighed and he stopped.

"That's because you don't try Bella. Your not dead, he is," he snapped and his black eyes glinted with anger. Heat seemed to spread around me like wild fire and before I can control it. My hand strikes his face hard and fast.

He stared at me shocked and he rubbed his hand over his cheek.

"I'm sorry. That was wrong of me to say," he apologized.

"Yes it was," I said.

"But it was right. You don't try to be happy," he told me and I stared at him in disbelief.

"How am I supposed to be happy, Jake? Am I just supposed to forget every memory, everything?" I said my face heating in anger and eyes start to tear.

"No, but God, Bella you're not suppose to live like a zombie! Do you think he's happy watching you live like this? You think this is what he would have wanted?" he growled and I stared at him in silence.

He was right. Edward wouldn't have wanted me to live like this. He doesn't want me living like this. Tears spilled over my cheeks and I stared down at his feet.

Jacob lightly caressed my cheek and brought my face up to his. His eyes shimmer with different emotions. This is new to me. Jacob never expressed any thing other than friendship to me, but now he was leaning slowly closer to me. His eyes closing slightly and my heart started to pound. I was panicking.

"It's okay, Bella. Try," his voice rang around me. Sweet and kind like honey. And soft and comforting like velvet. The voice I least wanted to hear and yet always wanted to hear.

I closed my eyes and tried to stop panicking. I would do that for him. I felt the lightest pressure on my lips and my body filled with guilt and disgust.

Memories flooded my behind my vision. The wedding. The study dates. The first date. The first kiss. The proposal. He greens eyes stared back at me and tears flowed.

I pushed against Jacob and he took a step back, surprised at my sudden force.

"It's not okay, I can't," I cried, telling both of them. Jacob looked at me with shock and hurt in his eyes.

I turned and ran, because I was a coward and because I felt guilty. I didn't want to explain to Jacob.

How could I move on when I only thought of him? If every touch by someone else only brought new flooded memories of him. How did I get over that?

I kept running until the tears clouded my vision and I couldn't see anymore. I leaned against a tree and just cried.

Why was it so hard without him? Why did he have to be so stupid? Why couldn't I have been the one that died instead?

"I miss you," I whispered to no one because I couldn't feel him anymore.

Okay I did something new and I had a flash back come from Alice's point of view. Anyway this is suppose to be more of a short story for me so I probably have like 3 or 2 more chapters before I decide it's over.

Kay sorry for the delay guys, but I have been so busy with school and getting ready to go into the next grade. Which is a pain; because you need to take so many tests and do so many reports it really sucks. Anyway I hoped you like it and I would greatly appreciate it if you reviewed for me!
Also I just wanted to thank you for your reviews. I love them. So thank you so very much!

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