Bella, Emmett, and Jasper were friends since they were born, and each had their own problem. They were unbelievably close, and nothing came between them. But when Emmett's brother Edward comes to live with him after being away for two years, Edward takes a liking to Bella. Will Bella's love life interfere with the supposedly unbreakable bond between her friends?

I yawned and stretched my arms, smiling up at the ceiling. It was the first day of summer break, and I was already loving it. I checked my clock: 5:58, 5:59, 6:00...

RRRIIINNNGGG, RRRIIINNNGGG, RRRIII- "Hi, Emmett."

I rolled my eyes. When we were in middle school, Emmett (one of my closest friends) had called me every morning at 4:30 am because he was bored. I then told him that the earliest he could call me was 6:00 am, and if he called any earlier, I would tell his mother about some precious family memories (photos, maybe heirlooms...) that he might have destroyed by accident. So basically, it was blackmail to get 30 more minutes of sleep. Emmett called me at the same time every single day.

"Hey Bells! Listen, B, I was wondering if you, me, and Jazz could go to the beach... Can we? Can we? Can we? Can we? Ohhh please?" Emmett begged. Jasper was our other best friend. We were all friends for as long as we could remember. I rolled my eyes. Emmett acted more like a five-year-old than a 17-year-old.

"I'm fine with it as long as Jasper is going. God knows how many brain cells I'll lose from spending a day alone with you." I teased. "And wipe that pout off of your face." I added.

"How did you know?" Emmett asked, surprise coloring his tone. I laughed.

"I'm psychic, didn't I tell you?

"No! Oh my god B, that's so cool!" Emmett yelled. I rolled my eyes for what seemed like the fifth time. "We have to tell Jasper!" I thanked the lord that I would soon be able to talk to someone with the same intellect. Don't get me wrong, I loved Emmett, but he needed to start paying attention in class so people could actually talk to him without getting a headache.

In school, Emmett (despite his immaturity) was very popular. He was captain of the football team and was known for failing at least one class every semester. I had finally convinced him to start working harder in school so he wouldn't have to go to summer school again.

Jasper was extremely intelligent. Not as popular as Emmett, but he was really good-looking, and a lot of girls asked him out. Jasper had a passion for reading, like me. Not many girls at our school took the time to actually read a book, so Jasper found himself lecturing a girl about reading on a date while she's just staring at him dazedly. Relationships barely ever work out for Jazz.

I was the group nerd. I lived for my books (unlike Jasper who actually had a life). I wasn't very pretty and I wasn't very smart, but obviously I did something right to have friends like Jasper and Emmett. I didn't deserve them, but they put up with me and my self pity. I loved them for it.

"Hello?" I heard a groggy voice ask. He groaned, obviously having had checked the time. Jasper usually didn't like to wake up until 7:30.

"Jasper! Jasper! Did you know Bella was psychic?" Emmett asked excitedly.

"I was only joking, Em. And I thought you had a sense of humor." Jasper groaned.

"Sorry you had to wake up, Jasper. You know how Emmett is." I apologized. Emmett grunted, but said nothing.

"Oh, Jasper, can we go to the beach today?" Emmett asked, forgetting the previous conversation.

"Sure, just let me get a few more hours of sleep." The phone clicked off. I realized that that was probably wise since I was going to spend the day with Emmett.

"Yeah," I yawned. "I better get back to sleep. Call me at noon, Emmett." I said. "Bye,"

"Bye, B," I hung up and fell back onto my bed. Closing my eyes, I realized how tired I was, and fell asleep within the minute.

EMPOV

I frowned as Bella hung up. I was bored. How could they expect me to wait that long? My stomach growled, so I hurried downstairs to the kitchen, prepared to clean out the fridge. I rushed to the kitchen and opened the fridge door. Before I could even touch anything, I froze. Hunger forgotten, my eyes rested on the man staring at me. He gave me a hesitant wave, and resumed his cautious stare.

Shock and fury were visible on my face. The green-eyed man sitting at my table was someone I had once referred to as my brother. I shook my head in disgust. Edward had left two years ago, right after he graduated high school. (A/N: Edward is two years older than Emmett) He left a note saying he was sorry and that he would find an apartment somewhere in New York, and that he wanted his own life. He destroyed our family, and it took us two years to even start to get over it. It broke my mother's heart, and turned my father into the workaholic he is.

"I see you haven't changed a bit, Em. Raiding the fridge so early in the morning." He joked, but his eyes were still cautious.

"Shut up and explain to me why the hell you're in my house." I snapped. His eyes widened. He probably expected some mushy and sweet reunion. "And don't call me that. The only people who call me 'Em' are people that are important to me." I said. I wished Bella were here, she'd know what to say. Bella and Jasper had both known Edward from when we were little, but I only talked to Bella about it. She always helped me through when I was having problems. I know, right? Me getting emotional. But my older brother left my family when I was sixteen. It was hard on me.

"Come on, Emmett. It couldn't have been that bad-" I growled.

"You selfish bastard! Do you know how much pain you've caused Esme? Do you know how much you ruined Carlisle's happiness? You destroyed our family, and you think you can just waltz back in?" I roared. Edward and stood up and backed away. He didn't know how angry I could be.

"Emmett, are you alright? We heard you shouting and-" Esme began, Carlisle was staring at Edward, pain etched across his face. Her eyes landed on Edward and her face paled.

"Edward, you've come back." Tears streamed down her cheeks. I came over to where she stood and embraced her, trying to calm her down.

"Don't worry, mom. I was just telling him off." I said. She shook her head. Carlisle just stared at Edward vacantly.

"No, it's alright. I'm just, surprised is all." She said.

"You're not mad?" Edward sounded as shocked as I felt.

"You're my son. How can I not forgive you?" She asked tearfully Carlisle agreed.

"Although what you did was wrong, I understand how you felt, son." Carlisle said.

"He's no brother of mine." I snarled. Esme and Carlisle shared an understanding look.

"It will take a while, but you must forgive your brother. He is your brother, whether you want him to be or not." Carlisle said. I sighed.

"I'm going to the beach with Jasper and Bella later, around noon." I said, ignoring what my father had just said.

"You still friends with Jasper? And who's Bella, you're girlfriend?" Edward teased, trying to ease the uncomfortable atmosphere.

"Yes, and if you hadn't ditched us, maybe you would know. And stay away from Bella, the last thing she needs is someone like you hanging around with us." I growled, then turned and went up to my room.

EDPOV

Emmett was right, I would be as close to him as ever if I had stayed. I was thankful for Jasper and whoever Bella was for taking care of Emmett while I was gone. Emmett was extremely important to me and I hated the fact that I hurt him, but I was confused when I left and I needed to find myself. I needed to live my own life.

I ran up to my room and fell onto my bed. It was as cold and unused as I had expected. Dust coated my collection of CDs and the rug was worn and untouched. No one had been in my room since I'd left. I lay on the bed and reminisced in the days when Emmett and I would hang out and joke around, watching TV or tossing a football in the back yard. It was all my fault that it was like this between us, but I didn't regret leaving. I fell asleep with those memories flooding my mind.

A few hours later, I woke up to find Esme out shopping and Carlisle at work. I decided I would let Emmett cool off before trying to talk to him. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. I checked the clock, it was 12:03. The doorbell rang shrilly and I rushed downstairs, wondering who could be there.

I opened the door to see the most beautiful creature ever to grace the earth. She had pale skin and dark hair that spilled down her back in silky tresses. She had warm brown eyes and perfect features. I managed, with great difficulty, to tear my eyes away to keep me from staring. I heard Emmett's thunderous footsteps but ignored it. I was too focused on not hyperventilating.

"Hello, I'm Emmett's brother, Edward." I looked up to see her expression. The last thing I was expecting was her reaction. She slapped me!

"How dare you!" She shouted, her hand coming hard across my cheek again. She looked so pale and delicate, but damn she hit hard. "How could you do that to Emmett? Do you know how many times he came to me in the middle of the night because he felt abandoned? Do you know how it felt seeing him so sad, after I'd known him to always be so happy? How dare you!" She shouted in my face. Guilt flooded through me. I knew what I did was wrong, but having this beautiful angel angry at me was too much to bear.

"Hey, B. Edward, I see you met Bella." Emmett said. His face was amused but his eyes were cold.

"Emmy!" She screamed. I chuckled quietly, despite the stinging in my cheek. Emmett enveloped her in a hug. I saw her whisper something to him.

"I'm alright." He said back quietly.

"As much as I liked seeing you yell at Edward, we should get going." Emmett said.

"Bella, you coming?" I turned to see a blonde-haired boy standing in the doorway. His eyes darted to me before he ignored me. I remembered Jasper vaguely from when he and Emmett were little.

"It was nice to meet you, Bella." I muttered, my fingers touching my stinging cheek.

"You don't remember her?" Jasper asked suddenly, forgetting to ignore me.

"Remember...?" I asked. Jasper shook his head.

"We were all friends since we were five. Bella and I used to come over every day after school." Jasper said.

"Bella Swan?" I asked. She nodded reluctantly. I remembered a girl always coming over, daughter of police chief Charlie Swan, but I never thought she would end up such a gorgeous girl.

They didn't say another word to me as they exited the house. I had screwed up so badly, and all I could do was hope to make things better.

BPOV

I arrived at Emmett's house about four minutes late. I parked my car in front of the house. We always used my truck when we went to places like the beach because we could put all of the beach equipment in the back. I had just picked up Jazz and I told him to wait and that I would get Emmett.

"Hang on, I'll be right back." I said, hopping out of the car and running to the door.

I rang the doorbell and waited. The sound of Emmett's heavy footsteps that were usually heard, did not come as I was expecting. The door opened and I realized I was staring straight into the face of Edward Cullen. Emmett's brother, the one who had caused so much pain. I remembered him from a couple of years ago when Jasper and I would come over. I thought he was so handsome, and I had a crush on him. Now I just saw the jerk who had abandoned my best friend.

"Hello, I'm Emmett's brother, Edward." My eyes narrowed. He didn't remember me. What a jerk. He left Emmett and he had the nerve to just talk to me? To come back and do whatever he wanted? I was so mad, I slapped him hard across the face without thinking.

"How dare you!" I yelled, slapping him again. I was so mad! "How could you do that to Emmett? Do you know how many times he came to me in the middle of the night because he felt abandoned? Do you know how it felt seeing him so sad, after I'd known him to always be so happy? How dare you!" I shouted. I could see a hint of guilt in his eyes, but that meant nothing to me.

"Hey, B. Edward, I see you met Bella." Emmett said stiffly from behind Edward. He looked so empty, I just wanted to pull him into a hug.

"Emmy!" I screamed, hurtling towards him. He opened his arms and I jumped to give him a hug. This was how we usually greeted each other. It was quite ridiculous.

"Are you okay?" I whispered to him. He managed a tiny smile.

"I'm alright." I knew we would discuss this later, but now we had to go to the beach. I wanted Emmett to forget about this and have a good time.

"As much as I liked seeing you yell at Edward, we should get going." Emmett said. I smiled.

"Bella, you coming?" Jasper asked from the doorway.

"It was nice to meet you, Bella." Edward muttered, his fingers delicately placed on his red cheek. I tried not to laugh as a red handprint formed on his face.

"You don't remember her?" Jasper asked.

"Remember...?" Edward said curiously.

"We were all friends since we were five. Bella and I used to come over every day after school." Jasper said.

"Bella Swan?" He asked. I nodded reluctantly. I had changed a lot since I'd last seen him, I wasn't surprised he was shocked.

We all left the house without another glance at Edward.

"Ready for the beach, Em?" I asked.

"You bet!" He yelled, pumping his fists in the air, a grin spreading on his face.

This was going to be fun.

A/N: I know that Edward seems really OOC in this, but it helps the story, so bear with me. Please review, and I'll try to update soon.