Chapter 30

Rosalie decided to find Alexandra at a neutral place outside of the house. She knew she was out hunting with the other girls and assumed they were somewhat closeby, already picking up on everyone's scents. Visions of Royce ran through her mind, as she prepared how she would start the talk with the youngest member of their family. It was heart wrenching to think of how Alexandra would react, and on the other hand, what should would do. Would she be mad at Rosalie for telling her what she knew? Would she stay with Peter? Was their relationship early enough where it was just a little crush and the damage wouldn't be all that bad? There were a million possibilities.

When she stumbled upon them, all covered in small amounts of fresh blood, Rosalie looked toward Alexandra. She eyed Alice and Bella, then smiled at Renesme.

"Come on," Alice said to Renesme, "Jacob's probably lonely all by himself."

Bella followed them, and asked Rosalie questions with her eyes but didn't say anything.

"What's up Rosalie?" Alexandra asked.

"I was hoping the two of us could talk," she said, sensing a bit of anxiousness in her posture.

"Sure."

The two of them sat down beside each other on a large rock that sat in the middle of the trees. Rosalie tried her best to use her motherly instincts in starting her speech. "Alex.. you've developed in a beautiful young woman."

Alexandra flashed a grin, though knew there was more coming behind the statement.

"I know how it feels when you find that first guy that you think you're in love with. It happened to me."

"With Emmett?"

"No," she shook her head, "With a man named Royce..." Alexandra listened as Rosalie told her of her first romance in the last year of her human existance. She left out some of the details, though got strait to the point of how she was in love with the idea of love and that she ultimately chose the wrong man to persue that journey with at first. "You see," Rosalie explained, "When I found Emmett, I quickly realized how I was never in love with Royce. I knew right away when I saw Em that he was the one for me. We clicked. He was funny. He was respecful and treated me right. I could tell that he loved me too. Most of all, he was honest."

"Is this about Peter?"

Rosalie sighed and looked down, then back up to meet Alexandra's eyes, "Yes, it is."

"I like him, Rose."

"I know you do, and at first I thought he was a good match for you."

"And now you don't?"

She sighed again, "Alex.. Edward could see that he was thinking some... not so great things. And Emmett-"

"You don't think they're just being overprotective?"

"They are very protective," Rosalie said, "But they can see behind the curtain. Well, Edward can. I'm not going to tell you what to do by any means," she went on, "But I don't think Peter is who he's saying he is.

Alexandra's face twisted in disappointment, "Does he even care about me?"

Rosalie placed a hand on her shoulder, "I think he's only after your beauty. I don't know if he's trying to touch your heart like he says. Like I told you, I'm not going to tell you to break it off with him, but I do think that would be the smart decision."

"But don't the Denalis think he's a good guy? He's been living with Maddy for awhile now. Wouldn't she have known if something was off?"

"I don't know if anyone would have known if it wasn't for Edward."

She sighed and looked down.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt," Rosalie told her.

"If he really is like you say he is then it's kind of too late for that." She shook her head, "He seems like he likes me."

"Well... now that you have some new information, why don't you take it up with him tomorrow and get a feel for it yourself. Pay attention to the little things he does."

"Like what?" she shrugged, "Gosh, do I even want to see him?"

"Come here," Rosalie held her arms out and hugged Alexandra, "I think you deserve better than this guy. I totally read him wrong."

Alexandra sighed and tried to ignore the tightness in her chest, "I'll talk with him tomorrow."

Her phone went off and she removed it from her pocket. Rosalie arched her neck and saw Peter's name on the screen. Alexandra looked at her with a concerned expression.

"What do I do?" Secretly, she wanted to ask him flat out what his intentions were. She wanted to hear his voice and have him tell her it was a misunderstanding.

"I don't know," Rosalie said, "You could answer it. I'll give you some privacy."

"No!" Alexandra said, "I mean, I don't know what I'll say."

"Then let it go to voicemail and call him back when you're ready," Rosalie suggested.

"I need to see him."

"I'd say sleep on it," Rosalie told her, "But we don't sleep."

"Sleep on it?" Alexandra asked, confused.

"It's just an expression. I means wait it out a day, think things over and then persue it."

She nodded. The phone beeped and a new message popped up reading: Missed Call.

"I'm sorry Alexandra," Rosalie continued, "I want you to be happy."

"I'm happy when I'm with Peter," she sighed.

Rosalie hugged her again, "Come back to the house. We can put on a movie and talk things over."

"What about the guys? I don't want to see them," she thought for a second, "Does my dad know?"

Rosalie nodded.

"I cannot go back there."

"I'll bring you right upstairs with me. No one will bother us... unless you don't mind Alice.. or one of the other girls."

Alexandra looked around and thought for a second before nodding. Rosalie took her by the hand and the two of them went home.