Chapter 8- Deception

A/N: I've been in a bad place lately so sorry the story is not coming along as I, and some of you, wish it would. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review! They make me smile and I need some of those.

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Oh I'm not too sure if I can do this on my own guys
Like I'm thinking maybe we should form a support group
Or perhaps a church-sponsored youth group

Oh and then and then I say
I looked the other way
I changed my point of view
And here's what I do
One time, fuck it up

This too shall pass
This too shall pass
This too shall pass
This…
All the good times, all the bad times
Face it bro, they all will pass

-This Too Shall Pass, 311


BPOV

"Where the fuck are you!" Rose screeches into the phone. I cringe at her tone, and shrink down into the grass, sitting cross-legged with my back up against the tree behind me.

We've only been here for about an hour, but I knew Rose would start calling me eventually, and, she did. Fifteen times. So, finally, I couldn't take it anymore and excused myself to take her call.

I can see Edward and Jasper from where I'm sitting. They're laughing and joking around, and it's heart-warming to watch. With the scenery, it's almost post-card worthy. The lake is beautiful. In front of them the sky is a beautiful vibrant hue of blue with no clouds hindering sunshine, a very rare occurrence in the rainy town of Forks, Washington. The trees swaying in the light breeze, the temperature in the high sixties.

It's a beautiful July day, seriously.

It's nice to see Edward and Jasper like this, Rosalie and I have that sort of bond. From the day we met, we were inseparable. She's been there through everything, the good and the bad, and trust me I've been through enough bad for the both of us combined. That's what I love about Rosalie. She's a fiercely loyal friend. I met her right after my mother died from breast cancer when I was 11 and I was forced to come live with my estranged uncle Charlie. My father having died when I was too young to remember. She never judged me. She protected me, when everyone else at school shunned me as "the weird quiet girl". She'd cover my ass when Social Services would come to school, trying to talk to me about my injuries, and lying to everyone and just saying I'm clumsy. Which, I am, but not that bad. Charlie had a bit of an...anger problem. Okay, a big anger problem. I swear, I'm not a heartless bitch, but I'm glad that piece of shit died. He got what he deserved, but not even Rosalie knows everything about Charlie and I's...relationship, or whatever-the-fuck it was. She would have killed him, literally, and I need Rosalie. I wish I could tell her everything that happened, and maybe I could now that he's not around to hurt me anymore. I just don't have it in me to talk about it.

"Hello? Bella?" Rosalie snaps.

"I'm...at the lake," I respond sadly, picking at the grass and throwing it like confetti. She knows I'm trying to be evasive, and I can just hear her anger bubbling up.

I prepare for impact.

"Who are you at the lake with, and why? Do you know how worried I've been, Bella? I've been worried sick! I thought something happened to you! I wake up and you're not here and your car is gone and," She pauses with a heavy sigh, and a frustrated noise escapes her. "I thought maybe Jacob..." She whispers shakily.

"Rose, I'm sorry, I...I'm sorry. I should have told you." I mutter quietly into the phone. "I didn't mean to make you worry. I love you. I just...it was a spur of the moment thing and I just wanted to see Edward. I don't know what's gotten into me. I'll come home soon. Okay?"

"You're with Edward?" She asks incredulously. "Emmett ratted you out and said you left last night but wouldn't say to where..."

"Damn Emmett," I huff. I should have known better than to trust Emmett, he's a sucker when it comes to Rosalie.

A minute of silence passes through the phone, and I wonder what she's thinking about, or if she hung up. "Rosalie? You still there?"

"Yeah...I...Bella, I have something to tell you." She whispers, her voice full of regret.

"What is it?" I ask, confused.

"We'll talk when you get home. I have to go. I love you, Bella." She says in a rush, the line going dead.

I sigh and run my hand through my hair. This can't be good. She obviously regrets doing something.

I wonder if it's about how she knew Edward before.

I'm not liking this.

Has she slept with him? No...she's with Emmett. She wouldn't do that to Emmett. She's crazy about him.

They were having problems awhile back but I still don't think Rosalie is capable of cheating.

I mean, we mess around with each other but that's completely different.

I guess we'll see.

I sigh again and get up on my feet, dusting the grass off my jeans and walking back towards the guys. I guess I should leave now, but Jasper would have to take me back...I don't want to ruin their plans.

Ugh.

I reach Edward and he's sitting cross-legged on the blanket, and I quickly move around him to straddle his lap.

"Hey, beautiful." He smiles, bringing his hand up to twist it in my hair and pulling me into a chaste open mouthed kiss.

I kiss him back sweetly, smiling against his mouth. "Mmm, hi," I mumble against his lips.

Suddenly, I remember that I need to go, and I pull back slightly, frowning. I don't want to go...

"What's wrong?" His forest green eyes glimmer with concern.

I lay my forehead against his shoulder, inhaling the sweet smell that is entirely Edward. It warms my body and makes my head feel fuzzy, like I'm high. Just not as good as a real high. I kiss his neck and lock eyes with him.

"I have to go..." I whisper sadly, not wanting our time together to end, even if I might see him tonight.

I'm not totally sure I can go see him play, but the look on his face when I told him that was heart breaking, and I really do wanna see him play. It's just...I knew Rosalie was going to find out I came to see him and she'll want me to stay in tonight to hang out with her.

We'll just have to see how things pan out...

"Oh," He responds, disappointment lacing his tone. "Jazz, you ready to go? Bella needs a ride back to her car."


"Rose! I'm home!" I yell as I close the apartment door behind me, the only sound in the apartment.

I walk deliberately through the apartment, searching the living room and kitchen, before I stumble upon my bedroom where Rose is sitting on my bed Indian-style. She looks distressed. A slight frown on her face and her hands fidgeting in her lap.

"Hey," I say hesitantly, walking over to the bed and sitting down next to her.

She looks up at me, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Rose, sweetie, what's wrong?" I ask softy, putting my arm around her shoulders and hugging her tightly to me.

"I..." An abrupt sob pours out of her, and I run my hand through her hair to try and console her.

"It's okay, Rose, it's okay. Whatever it is we'll get through it, alright? I love you, we can get through anything. Our friendship is the most important thing to me, and I promise you, nothing will change that." I say soothingly, brushing her hair back and planting a kiss on her forehead.

"I cheated on Emmett!" She blurts out, her shoulders shaking with quiet sobs.

"With who?"

Her sobbing becomes louder until she finally whispers, "Edward."

I quickly jump to my feet as anger boils up inside of me.

I see red.

What. The. Fuck!

It was one thing when I thought that it was maybe that reason. I didn't want to believe it.

But, now that I have to believe it?

Edward is MINE!

Knowing that Rosalie fucked Edward before me makes me want to fucking break something.

Don't even get me started with Emmett! How could she do that to him? He's been nothing but loving to her and she does this to him?

When me and Rose first started messing around, Emmett didn't like it but when we told him it was just for fun, he chilled out about it. That, is understandable, but just because they were fighting a lot, she had to go have sex with someone else? Edward? MY Edward?

"Why didn't you tell me!" I shout loudly, my voice filled with rage. "How many times, Rose?"

"I didn't know how you'd take it! I was scared! Just a few times, Bella, it didn't mean anything to either of us!" She bellows back.

"You should have! He means something to me, Rose! You know this! I told you that! You should have told me in the beginning!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Sorry doesn't change what you did, Rose! You're going to have to tell Emmett! Did Edward know you had a boyfriend when you fucked him?" I yelled viciously, not even trying to hide my anger.

"What the fuck, Rose! How could you do this to me?" Emmett, who is suddenly standing in the doorway with tears streaming down his face and his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

I have never seen Emmett cry in all the years I've known him. I've known him for five years. We met when we were sixteen, and him and Rose were friends for awhile until she decided she actually wanted to be with him. They'd been joined at the hip since.

"With Edward? Seriously, Rose? I heard everything, and no need to explain. I don't want to hear it. We're over. I'll pack my shit and be out of your way." He seethes, the vein in his forehead bulging and his face red. "Then you can go fuck whoever you want!" With that, Emmett turns on his heel and heads to their bedroom. Rosalie follows behind him.

I quickly grab a piece of scrap paper and a pen before jotting out a quick note to Rosalie.

Rose,

I'm sorry I yelled at you like I did. It just pissed me off that you never told me. I feel betrayed, and hurt.

I need some time to cool down. I will be back tomorrow after my tattoo appointment. We will get past this.

I love you,

Bella

Sounds of drawers banging closed and their fighting are the only sounds to be heard as I rush to the door and out to my car.

I have to get out of here.


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