Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

GOOD NEWS: I got it up faster than last time!

BAD NEWS: I'm in summer school :( bluck On thursday I got one hour of sleep cause I went to my friends house and hey she went to bed but I kept tossing and turning, you know how that is? Anyways, I spotted her Twilight book and so I began flipping through that to my favorite parts for an hour and that took me to four O'clock. Finally I decided to give sleep one last try and I finally managed to get to sleep but I had to wake up at like 5:45 for school. AW!

Anyways sorry I had to vent that out on you guys, just a nice little story before the actual story :)

FIVE

(BPOV)

My arm was linked with Rosalie's as we walked through the garden, our feet padding the soft green as we absently gazed at the flowers. My mind drifted off to many places, mostly about Edward and how I would be able to see him again that night.

Mother, Father and Mr. Kingston were in front of Rosalie and me, talking about something I paid no attention to. Rosalie seemed to be lost as well while she twirled her peach umbrella which matched her expensive peach dress.

Rosalie leaned into my ear to whisper, "Looks like moms loosing her touch." She motioned towards the squished daisies that I had come to know oh so well. I blushed crimson as I nodded but kept my eyes on my feet as if she'd be able to go through my mind and find out about my travels into the forest if I looked at her.

"Isn't that right dear?" James asked from the front, snapping both mine and Rosalie's head up. Everyone had stopped to hear what Rosalie's reply would be. I glanced at my mother whose eyes were brighter than the pink dress she wore as she held a goofy grin on her overly flapping lips.

"I'm sorry?" said Rosalie.

"We're going to have about four kids?" It was more of a statement than a question. Rosalie's eyes squinted as she processed his words, with every pair of eyes on her.

Finally she just smiled and tilted her head in a meek nod, though only I knew that it was her evil smile that she played on her rosy lips. Mr. Kingston nodded curtly as he turned back around and began to talk with my father some more. I had a strong doubt that Rosalie had sat down to discuss how many children she wanted.

I looked up at Rosalie to give her my apologetic eyes, but she was too busy picturing Mr. Kingston with an arrow in his back to notice.

-

I was back in my room after another long day of gossip, eating, and loss of room to breathe thanks to my corset; I missed my books.

I was all ready to go out into the forest with my lighter dress wear. I'd done my corset myself so that it only hugged my waist instead of sculpt it. I skipped the hoopskirt and the Fan Front Bodice.

I grabbed the lamp, waiting to light it until I got into the forest, when there was a soft knock at the door.

I grimaced as I quickly tried to hide the lamp. "Hey," Rosalie's voice drifted in as I quickly turned around, hiding the lamp behind my back. Rosalie eyed my apparel suspiciously, "going somewhere?"

I shook my head frivolously, not trusting my voice.

Rosalie's voice turned hard as she asked darkly, "where are you going?"

"No where," my traitorous voice squeaked on the last word. I began to back up, away from her stare.

"Bella," Rosalie said menacingly. My shoulders slumped as I knew I lost. I was too much of a push over as Rosalie was too determined to get her way.

"Ok! I'm going to meet someone!" I said a little too loudly as I let my hands fly up, unfortunately I'd forgotten the lamp was still in my hand. It squeaked loudly as it swung in my flailing grasp. With a small finger I stopped the squeaking so that we were immersed in silence.

Rosalie smirked causing a wave of relief to wash over me when I saw she wasn't angry... yet. "Is it a boy... the 'sigh worthy boy'?" She asked with a suggestive eyebrow and a teasing voice.

Despite my annoyance, my forehead crinkled and a grin formed on my lips. Rosalie squealed as she grabbed my hands, still holding the lamp, as she swung me to the bench by the window. "Tell me about him!"

I smiled brightly at the sight of Rosalie being happy for me. I went into a deep detailed description of Edward with Rosalie fake fanning herself for her approval of his looks and charm.

"Where are you meeting him?!" She asked suddenly, her smile still bright.

"In the forest by the lake," I replied without hesitation and unfortunately thought. My hand flew to my mouth, clamping it shut as I realized what I had just informed Rosalie; Rosalie who, through the years had repeated over and over again about how dangerous secluded places were and how no one could be trusted.

She gasped, "Bella! No! Not in the woods! You know how many creeps are out there?!"

I jutted out my chin, becoming slightly defensive, "Well obviously not that many since I've been going for a while!" Although I failed to mention that I'd never gone at night and I hadn't been going to meet someone. "Come on Rosalie! Please!" I stooped low enough to beg.

I waited in silence for my sister's permission, keeping my face innocent and pleading.

Her jaw was clamped shut as she began to get up. I flailed myself at her in an attempt to stop her. "Rosalie no! Please!" I begged. She wheeled around, her eyes burning and her mouth opening about to scold me. But she stopped. Her eyebrows crossed and she looked down at me, an odd look about her, something... gentle?

Her face turned into a sort of sweet curiosity form as she sat back down and took my hands in hers with tender care and a raised eyebrow. I was a bit too speechless and dumbfounded to do anything but stare open mouthed.

"You really love him don't you?"

My shoulders lurched forward in a fake coughing choke of surprise. "L-love?" My voice shook like an earthquake. Why would she ask me something like that? Of course I didn't love him! I barely knew him! "W-what makes y-you think that?"

Rosalie rolled her eyes then said, "Fine, you can go." I felt like I'd just been knocked out and was just waking up in a foreign land as I watched Rosalie stand up with a slight cheerful bounce.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out except a small amount of air. It clamped shut then opened again. "I can?" I said slowly.

"But only if I come with you!"

I nodded my head slowly. Rosalie leaned down so that her lips were to my ear, "and by the way, it's in your eyes." She then pulled my dead weight up and allowed me to lead her to the door. "How are we going to get out of here anyways without anyone seeing?"

-

"How, pray tell, did you even find this place!" Rosalie hissed as we clawed our way through the small claustrophobic tunnel on our way to freedom.

The ground wasn't as dirty and dusty as it used to be, considering the many times my dress had swept through. I ignored Rosalie's question and continued to back my way through the tunnel so that I would fall feet first. Getting Rosalie to go feet first into the tunnel was not easy.

"My gloves are soiled!" Rosalie grumbled her millionth complaint since we first stepped in. "I can't believe I'm doing this..."

"You wanted to come," I pointed out. She just grumbled again, using a rather fowl word. My foot slipped and I knew we were there. "Ok, we're at the hole. Just lower yourself as low as you can then let go—"

"—What?!" Rosalie shrieked.

"SHH! It's not that hard, here," I began to lower myself into the tunnel. My dress, thank heavens, was acting cooperatively for once.

"I'm not doing that!" I just rolled my eyes but continued my descent as Rosalie turned her head to peer at me from her awkward position. "Where are you going?"

I let out a loud huff as I hung limply with my hands still grasping the floor, ready to fall. "Rosalie, it'll be fine; it's just a tiny fall then a slide. It's actually fun."

"Oh sure! Dropping yourself into a dark hole is loads of fun!" She practically shrieked.

I winced from her high pitched frequency. "How would you know? Have you ever tried it?"

"Oh yeah I do it all the time—no! Of course I don't and there's a good reason for that!" She said then started mumbling incoherent words. I actually found this very comical since I rarely got to see Rosalie scared. I was beginning to loose blood in the upper part of my body, mainly my arms, as I swayed slightly on the stone.

"Fine, you can leave," maybe irking her would work in the situation.

"You're not going out there by yourself!"

"Then come with—"

"—I am not going—"

"—Bye!"

"BELLA!" She screamed as I let go of the ledge and fell onto the stone slide. I could hear her cursing coming from above as I continued to slide.

There was a loud scream and I knew Rosalie had gone too. "I'm going to kill you Bella!" I laughed and stood to brush the dirt off my dress as I watched Rosalie make her not so graceful, for once, exit. She scowled at me and stood up to wipe herself off as well, rather begrudged.

She turned to stare where she had come from, but gasped when she saw no obvious tunnel. I then explained to her what I had come to discover of the cleverly built building.

"What else does this house have?" she asked under her breath while I replied back under mine, "you have no idea."

I quickly grabbed her arm and began to all but drag her to the forest. The lamp still swung and squeaked on my arm in an annoying fashion.

"Hey what's that light up there?" Rosalie asked as she pointed towards the forest. I dared to look up from my current view of my feet and the uneven ground to see what she was talking about.

"I don't know." I slowly opened the iron gate when Rosalie's hands came down on me like an iron fist. "OW!"

She shhed me then whispered harshly, "what do you think you're doing? This is exactly why I didn't want to come out here in the first place! What if that light is some creepy man, waiting for little girls to walk past him so he can have his way with them!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes Rosalie because many girls come out in the middle of the night and decide to take walks into the forest." She looked at my expectantly as she placed her hands on her hips. "Well we have a special circumstance! Besides it's probably just someone who forgot to take their lamp back." Rosalie still didn't budge, but I took my free arms, due to the fact that hers were placed firmly on her hips, and darted out of the gate.

"Bella you get your behind back here!" she all but screamed as I heard the gate creek open more, signaling she followed.

I let out a little laugh as I darted into the trees. My head whipped around to see where Rosalie was but ran into something hard. "Uff!"

"Bella!" Rosalie was still trailing behind me as hands grabbed my sides and I screamed to the heavens. "BELLA!"

"AWW Get off me! LET GO!" I cried as I struggled to get the strong hands off me. It was all dark except for the eerie yellow glow coming from the lamp. As I looked up at my capturer I could only make out the shadow of a tall man figure.

A deep familiar voice called out in panic, "Bella wait stop!" The boy pleaded as I began to hit my hands wherever they made contact. "IT'S ME!" I immediately stopped and went rigid just as Rosalie came into view.

"Bella! Oh my god! Get off her!" she screamed with venom as she approached Edward and began to assault him. Her fists were balled and she punched at Edward who had recently let go of me and began backing up with his arms covering his face.

"Aw! Stop! Bella! Who is this?" Edward said in a muffled voice as he tripped over a root and fell to the ground, allowing Rosalie better access to kick.

"Rosalie stop!" I struggled to grab her flailing arms and bring her back. "Stop! This is him! This is Edward!"

She gave him one last kick then turned around to face me, her hair a giant birds nest. "I thought you said he'd meet us by the lake!"

I scurried over to Edward's side to help him up. "Well I did but..." I turned my attention to Edward, who was wiping the dirt off his loose white shirt. "Why aren't you at the lake?"

"You didn't actually think I was going to let you walk through the woods alone did you?" Despite his recent assault, he gave me a crooked grin, which I couldn't help but return. I got caught up in his green eyes, even though the poor lighting didn't bring out the vividness they usually held.

Rosalie let out an intentional cough. Edward startled in surprise, as if he'd actually forgotten the crazy lady who'd tried to kill him. "Uh, Edward, this is my sister Rosalie Swan, Rosalie this is Edward Cullen."

"Pleased to meet you Ms. Swan," Edward said graciously as he took a brave step forward to take Rosalie's hand and give it a light kiss. I turned to look at my sister, who held her head high as she looked away when Edward kissed her. But it did not escape my notice the way her eyes fleeted towards Edward for the shortest of inspections. I held my grin in.

Rosalie let out a high pitched "Hm." Which to others might have sounded bad, but to me, I knew she agreed. Rosalie began to work on her hair, which acted very cooperatively to her touch, I thought with much jealousy.

There was a loud clang from the stables, distracting all of our attention as we peered through the trees to the dimly lit stable. Edward and I recovered first but Rosalie did not remove her trained eye.

I let out a weak cough, but she did not notice. "Rosalie? Rooosaalie. Rosalie!" she jumped and turned around. I gave her a worried eye, "you ok?"

"What? Yeah! Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"

"Ok, so since you've seen him," I motioned towards Edward, "and met him and can see that he clearly is fine." I inhaled a breath, "can I go alone?" There was another clang from the stables and a deep manly curse followed after it. Rosalie was distracted again. "K, bye Rose!" I waved as I began to slowly walk backwards into the forest, expecting her to stop me and scold.

She waved and mumbled a pathetic, "bye," as she walked back to the gate, her eyes on the stable the whole time.

I'm co-writting a story with Alice-Cullen-Wannabe, it's called Crimes of the Heart!

Thanks for reading! (I think I go smiley crazy, have you noticed?)

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