This chapter is dedicated to Keybe, who is a super awesome writer btw, you should check out her stories! thanks for the super idea! I had severe writer's block:) so thank yaah!

Oh and the song that I was listning to while writing this chap was 'I'm Not Alone' By Calvin Harris. It kinda suited at the time, in a twisted way:)

I don't know how long I sat on the floor of Edward's room. I didn't even hear Jasper enter, and I jumped when I felt his cold touch on my shoulder.

"Bella?" he asked timidly. "I'm sorry about before. Can I make it up to you?"

I turned to him. He did look awfully sorry… but then again Emmett was still on the loose with my secret diary, and Jasper was partially to blame. But I decided that he was sincere. I felt very trusting.

"Sure thing, Jazz. What are you thinking?"

"Well Emmett feels rotten about it all as well. So we've made you muffins, as a, you know, truce. There is no reason that we can't all get along here. I mean, its only three days. We have to learn to live together peacefully." I was impressed with his civility. I smiled warmly at him.

"You're forgiven, Jasper. Its okay!"

He led me down the stairs, into the kitchen. I was greeted with the rich aroma of baking and icing.

As I walked in the door, I saw Emmett, wearing a pink apron, putting icing on little blue muffins.

"Blueberry? that's my favourite! How did you guys know? Awh, you guys are the best!" I gushed, hugging Jasper awkwardly. Emmett looked over at me and grinned evilly. Suddenly I was suspicious… Emmett in the kitchen…?

"Here you go, Bells!" he bellowed, tossing a muffin in my direction. It hit off the tops of my fingers as I tried to catch it, but thankfully Jasper caught it and handed it to me. I took a big bite, I had to admit that it did look absolutely mouth watering, but spat it out instantly.

"What the hell is this?!" I yelled. "This tastes like hobo puke! Gawwwwwid!" Emmett looked at me, hurt.

"You… you don't like m-my muffins?" he snivelled. I felt a pang of guilt, and glanced over at Jasper who was whistling to himself, looking out the window innocently.

"No, I don't! what the hell did you put in them?! Crap-flavoured " I screeched, as my mouth started to burn.

"Nothing! I followed the recipe, and then I just made some minor adjustments…"

"What minor adjustments?! WHY IS MY MOUTH ON FIRE?!" my mouth felt like someone had first sliced the inside of my mouth up with a razor blade and then poured chilli sauce into the cuts… wait, chilli sauce!

"EMMETT CULLEN DID YOU PUT CHILLI SAUCE IN THE MUFFINS?!" I shouted. He grinned.

"You noticed? Was it worth it?" he smiled. I rushed over to the sink and stuck my mouth under the cold tap until the fire stopped.

When the fire stopped, I turned to Emmett once again.

"Did you even read the icing?" he pouted. I walked over to the tray of muffins, an was shocked over what was written on them in neat, pink icing.

Small extracts from my diary, all written very legibly. Extracts about my feelings for Edward, as in ALL of them! Even the ones I don't say out loud, oh god, why, oh why, did Emmett have to be so intrusive?

"I HATE YOU!" I yelled, smushing up the muffins with my fist and then stormed up the stairs.

I ran into Edwards room. I lay down on his large bed, and buried my face in his pillows. Why was Emmett so darn mean? a few tears of frustration escaped my eyes.

suddenly I was exhausted. it was 6 o'clock on a Friday night, why was I suddenly do drained? it made no sense, but I surrendered to it. I gave myself to the soft darkness that enveloped my mind.

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I woke two hours later, with the feeling I was being watched. I propped myself up warily, and looked around, only to get the fright of my life!

There, sitting on the edge of the bed was Emmett, with a camcorder. I screamed at the sight of him, but his huge hand silenced me.

"Bella we're going to play a little game." he said, very menacingly. I looked at him, my eyes wide with fear. He dropped his hand, and brought the camera to my face again.

"Were you videoing me in my sleep?!" I asked, shocked.

"Why yes, dear Bella, you say the most interesting things," he snickered. I flushed bright red. What had I said? Oh lord, why did Edward have to leave me with Emmett? And where was Jasper….?

"What did I say?" I asked, mortified.

"Well, you did say my name a lot," he giggled.

"I was probably imagining strangling you…" I muttered.

"Yes, Bella, strangling me WITH LOVE!" he bellowed. "And you said something about Edward's 'stupid rules'? care to elaborate?" I flushed a deeper red.

"Shut up, Emmett. Is there a reason you are here bugging me?" I asked, still groggy from sleep.

"Why yes, of course! I was going to interview you, to see if you are worthy of Queen Virgin Edward," he turned the camera towards himself, "Her words not mine, see page 34 of her diary,"

"EMMETT! Stop that, I said no such thing!" I yelled. He turned the camera to me.

"So where shall we begin? I want to give this to Eddie when he gets back, he'll love it!" he grinned evilly. I scowled at the camera.

"There's no way I'm going along with this." I frowned. "Not at all."

Emmett was suddenly serious. He snapped the camera shut, and looked me in the eye.

"Bella, I'm afraid you don't have a choice. You'll do what I say, or else you wont get this,"- he waved my diary- "back ever again. So do we have an agreement?" I didn't dare disagree. Emmett was so huge, I wasn't about to defy him.

"Umm, yes. Fine," I gulped. The huge grin returned, and he snapped his fingers. Jasper appeared at the door, like a ghost.

"She agreed?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yup, and it was easier than I would have thought." he grinned wickedly and started the camera again.

"So, Bella, how are you finding the weekend so far with your favourite brothers?" he asked, sweet as pie.

I gulped, and shot Emmett a dirty look. "It's been wonderful. I've learned all sorts of things about the boys, like their amazing culinary skills, for example. I never knew that for people that didn't eat, Jasper and Emmett were such good cooks."

"See Edward?" Emmett said, turning the camera on him and a smiling Jasper. "Were taking excellent care of her!" I rolled my eyes. "And how are you feeling on Edward being gone for the weekend, leaving you?"

I was suddenly pulsing with anger. I knew it was Jasper's doing, but yet I couldn't control myself.

Why the HELL did Edward leave me? Why couldn't I just stay at my own house? I'm 17 years old, for cryin' out loud! I didn't need a freakin' babysitter!

"Quite pissed, actually," I spat. "Who does Edward think he is? I don't need to be watched 24/7! I am quite capable of lasting three days without killing myself!"

Jasper giggled, and I felt his giddiness, and I started giggling uncontrollably.

"Only foolin'! I love Eddie, yaah yaah,," I laughed.

"And what's your opinion of his status as Virgin of the Century?" he said, waving the diary where the camera couldn't see. I felt a wave of nervous energy wash over me, and I began to stutter.

"He… umm… I, uhh, it's good?" I said nervously. Emmett didn't look satisfied. "I think he should let loose. I trust him not to… umm… kill me…?"

"So you're saying that you want to have sex whenever he's around?" I flushed a deep crimson, and sighed. I felt a wave of defeat. I might as well get this over with.

"yes," I confessed.

"And you think about this a lot?"

"Yes, are we done yet?" I asked in vain hope.

"Nope, but lets move on. Boxers or briefs?" he said with a wink.

"Umm, boxers?"

"You wear boxers?" he asked, eyebrows raised.

"Not me! I don't wear…" I stopped mid-sentence.

"You don't wear what, Bella? Underwear? Are you going commando right now?"

"No! I put on my underpants this morning, as I do every morning!" oh god, why did it have to be today of all days that I decided to skip wearing underwear? Why, oh why?

"Prove it!" Jasper interjected. Oh god, he knows!

"I don't have to prove anything!" I yelled. This was only going to get worse…

"Show us!" Emmett yelled, zooming in on my burning face.

Kill me now!

"Emmett I am NOT going to show you my knickers! Leave me alone!"

"Okay, I get it, its cool," Emmett said calmly. Thank god, that could have gotten bad.

Emmett looked into the camera. "Edward, I think I should let you know that your girlfriend is one horny tiger! Not wearing underwear when spending the weekend with her boyfriend's brothers? I'd be worried if I were you! I think you should just give it to her!" he did a weird thrusty gesture at 'give it to her'. I cringed. "Back to business. Coke or Pepsi?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Just answer the damn question, Bella."

"Coke," I sighed, glad that we had moved on to a less embarrassing subject.

"Alice or Rosalie?"

"Alice," Oops, did I just say that? I should have said I liked both… why give Rose another reason to hate me?

"Why?"

"I like both,"

"No you like Alice, why?" Emmett pushed. I sighed.

"Alice doesn't hate me,"

"Who is hotter, me or Jasper?" he grinned.

"Jasper," I said, only for Emmett's benefit. Emmett's face turned sour.

"This interview is over. I'm sorry, Bella, but you are fired." and he huffed out of the room, leaving me and Jasper sitting there, alone.

We looked at each other for a moment, and then Jasper just got up.

"Yeah, no, this is just awkward," he said, before stalking out.

Great, now this weekend isn't just going to be long, it will be awkward as well.

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