Just a short one, I still have reviews to reply to before I can get the next chapter up. Enjoy...
Rosalie POV. January - 1998.
“Are you still here?” Jasper grumbled, dropping the book to the side.
“I’ll leave you alone if you promise to stop avoiding Emmett. I know you’re pissed at me, but don’t take it out on him.”
Jasper cracked an eye open and looked at me. “I’m not pissed at either of you.”
“Really?” I raised an eyebrow.
I didn’t believe him for a second. He wasn’t fooling me, I knew him well enough to know he was hacked off about something. As little as I’d seen of him for the last few days, I could spot pissed off Jasper a mile away.
Jasper sat up and eyed me steadily. “Not everything’s about you, Rose.”
“Oh yeah?” I shot back. “Enlighten me, then. What is it about?”
There was a long pause while Jasper and I appraised each other. I knew him better than anyone. He was my brother and, in some ways, my best friend. But he drove me crazy when he was like this, all fucking cryptic and vague. I knew he was pissed with me for hooking up with Emmett; the least he could do was be honest about it.
“What’s what about?” Jasper said eventually, grinning and closing his eyes again.
“Urgh! You’re so annoying sometimes. Why don’t you just say what you think?”
“About what?”
“About me and Emmett,” I ground out through clenched teeth. Why was he always so difficult? He knew I hated it when he ignored me. I’d rather he just fucking yelled at me.
Jasper growled slightly, snapping his eyes open and swinging his legs off the bed. “You’re not gonna give me any peace, are you?”
I remained silent, waiting for his response. Jasper always had an opinion, whether he kept it to himself, or not. This time, I wasn’t leaving until I got it.
“You really want to know?”
“Yes,” I said firmly.”
Jasper exhaled crossly. “Okay, I’ll tell you but then you gotta fuck off and let me sleep. I have to work later.”
I nodded my agreement and waited for him to continue, knowing that now he had agreed to talk, he’d explain everything to me properly. Jasper was nothing if not thorough.
“I’m not gonna lie, Rose, I’m in two minds about it. On the one hand, I’m pleased you’re finally with someone who’s not a total douchebag. But on the other hand, my best friend has been fooling around with my little sister.”
“I guess I understand that,” I said, frowning. “But that’s why we didn’t tell you straight away, Emmett said you’d be pissed.”
“I know, and I was...but I’m over it. I just have a lot going on. Let me get this trip paid for and then I’ll sort it out with Emmett, okay?”
“All right,” I threw up my hands in defeat, knowing that this was as good as I was going to get from him, right now. “But Esme said to tell you she wants you at dinner tonight, or she’s coming looking for you.”
Jasper threw up his hands in defeat. “That’s fine, but I don’t get off un...”
The crash of the front door reverberated through the house, signalling my dad was home. I rolled my eyes as I heard him walk into the dresser in the hallway. Jasper wouldn’t let me move it; he said it served him right every time he collided with it.
I turned back to Jasper, ready to begin another round of that particular discussion, it was fucking ridiculous. What was the point of just letting him hurt himself?
But Jasper wasn’t there. His window was open and his curtains were flapping in the breeze, but Jasper was long gone.
Sighing, I crossed the tiny room to close it, instinctively looking downwards to check Jasper wasn’t splattered on the driveway below. I was convinced he’d hurt himself one day and it scared me to death when he jumped from the second floor.
Not that I’d tell him that.
*TMH*
So, even teenage Rose has a heart, huh?
