A.N:

Okay, I know I'm getting worse and worse at updating but as I'm moving, I've been packing like crazy and probably won't have internet for two weeks once I arrive there…

But better late then never though right?

Besides, I cold have posted a one-liner like, 'They all died of Swine Flu. The End.'

But personally, I prefer it this way.

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Oh! And as I won't be able to post next week, I promise that I'll post two new chapters in two weeks!

Enjoy,

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FtS

Bella POV

I sat on my sofa, glaring at the clock on the wall opposite me; just daring the minute hand to strike 10 o'clock. As the second hand played along, trailing against the numbers, there was the sound of a car honk its horn downstairs. I sighed angrily at Alice and her damn promptness. I heaved myself up, not at all wanting to go to see Mrs. Hamilton and sharing everything that had the desire to keep to myself. I pulled my walking frame from next to me and started hobbling towards the door. I shut the door timidly, in an attempt to control my rage. I walked hesitantly towards the lift and took a few deep breathes to control my self as I saw the words, 'Out of Order' printed across the doors. I growled and turned in the direction of the stairs. This should be fun… I thought to myself as I took the first step, watching my feet's movements with cautious eyes. I took each step slowly and smiled at my achievement. But my cockiness got the best of me as my feet knotted with the metal framing and I felt the air brush harshly against my face as I fell in front of me. My head continued to collide with each step as I slid forward, my arms flapping around trying to find something to hold onto. I finally hit the awaited bottom of the staircase. My head spun and just I was about to pick myself up from the ground, the walking frame came to a clanging halt. On top of me.

With another honk of the car, I hurried out of the door and walked nonchalantly towards the impatient yellow Porsche.

I opened the door, and threw the walking frame into the car and slid in, muttering under my breath.

I looked up to see Rosalie looking at me with a bushy eyebrow raised.

"Bella, your hair is a mess and you have a red cheekbone…" She snorted.

"It's not like you can talk, Sideshow Bob…" I snapped back. Rosalie's hair looked as if had been teased into sticking 30cm away from her head. Her face looked as if it was drained from any life it once held. She turned back to face forward and imitated my voice sardonically. Alice reluctantly turned around to face me as well. I couldn't help the gasp that escaped my lips. She nodded her head and then turned to hit the accelerator.

Alice's hair for once wasn't pristine, instead, looking as if she had been tugging at her hair all night, her once bright and lovely eyes now ghastly as she had dark shadows reining her face. Her lips were white from stress and bone dry. I shuddered at the thought of what could have caused this traumatic change.

Alice parked the car swiftly and groggily stepped out of the car. I noticed now, as I had a full view of her, that she was still wearing her sauce stained potato sack and bum bag. She had also developed a nervous twitch, fingers unable to stay still, she continuously zipped and unzipped her bum bag and was talking to herself, saying, "Do you have this is in a smaller size?" and "Do you accept Visa?"

Rosalie stood beside her, looking equally traumatized. Looking at her now, I could see how much she depended on make-up and hair products. I walked up to them and we all stared at the intimidating building in front of us.

We must have looked a sight, the three of us standing in a line, looking up at the building. Rosalie with her hair combination of an afro and dreadlocks, Alice with her 'dress' and talking to herself and then me, half red cheek, neon orange vest and walking frame. And to anyone who saw me yesterday, criminal record for assaulting the elderly.

We started walking slowly up to the building, taking deep breathes.

When we entered the building, Edward, Emmett and Jasper were all already seated. Edward looked as if he was asleep with his eyes open, Jasper was 'talking' to him, bouncing on his seat animatedly and Emmett was flicking through car magazines with the occasional whimper before he threw it across the room and picking up another.

I was about to sit down when Jane, the assistant, called out to us that we were ready to be seen.

I walked silently next to Edward towards the corridor leading to Mrs. Hamilton's office. He lightly wrapped his hand around mine, leaving a trail of tingles on my fingers. I looked up to Edward whose face was still set in stone, his bright green eyes firmly facing forward. We reached the door and we stopped, waiting for everyone else to catch up.

"You ready?" He asked wearily, not knowing how nervous and snappish this had making me be all morning. I looked down to our hands and nodded my head.

"Yes" I answered truthfully.

As Edwards hand inched towards the door handle, Alice came running past with Jasper close behind. She opened the door quickly and waved a clear snap lock bag in the air with three blank DVD's inside.

"I have footage of our tasks! Look-" she stopped mid sentence and her eyes bulged at something in the room. Not many things stopped Alice mid sentence, so everyone ran into the room to see what had stopped her.

"Carlisle? Esme?!" Edward stammered.

"Look who came home early!" Mrs. Hamilton smiled from behind her desk as we all stood in the doorway, not knowing what to do.

"We received a few phone calls from a few alerted members of the community and we rushed home…" Carlisle started as he stood up from the sofa. "They were all warnings from the police…" He started pacing back and forth as we all started muttering to ourselves about our police incidents. "Rosalie, Jasper and you must be Bella, I'm not sure what you three have been up to but we were called home because Alice, apparently you weren't fit to be in a public centre as you were screaming, crying and scratching at store windows hysterically! You had to be escorted home!" He said incredulously as he pinched the bridge of his nose just the same way as Edward always had.

"But they had a sale at-!"

"Alice, I'm not finished. Emmett! I had a phone call regarding your comments towards some innocent people in the street!" He cut off. "Telling women that they needed to wear my clothing, telling them that they should be ashamed for not dressing appropriately, telling one poor woman that she should go home and become a nun!" He shook his head in disbelief and Esme had her head in her hands at the situation. "Oh! But Edward! You actually managed to get arrested! And for assaulting an elderly woman! Cleary none of you are making sense to Esme and I, so hopefully this session will help clear out some issues that you all clearly have!"

After a few silent moments, we all awkwardly walked inside the office and squeezed around on the sofas, trying to find room for us all.

Mrs. Hamilton moved from behind her to sit on the front, crossing one leg over the other. As we waited patiently for her to discuss her view, she pulled down her wire-rimmed glasses and cleaned them. Finally she started talking after an impatient cough from Emmett.

"I can see that you all have been very busy with your tasks, trying your hardest to keep to them. But from what I've heard, you all went through more trouble than necessary for this task. But I'm grateful. And this is because now that you've all seen the trouble and consequences, you might all just realize that these things that you tried so hard to go against are the things that make you who you are. These things that you betted against are your personality traits…" she smiled with a knowing look as she bobbed her head. "Now, Alice, are we going to see these DVD's?"

"W-w-what DVD's?!" She laughed shakily.

"The progress ones you were talking about when you came into the room!"

"Oh! You must have me confused! I was talking about my recording of The Notebook… Such, a sad movie have you-"

"Alice just hand me the DVD's…" Mrs. Hamilton cut off, hell in her eyes. Alice's eyes widened in shock and she quickly handed her the DVD's with no hesitation.

Mrs. Hamilton put the first DVD inside, hit play and turned off the lights. Music started playing and words came across the screen saying, 'Rosalie's Revenge'

"I added music and a title for special effects…" Alice mumbled bashfully, leaning into Jasper's.

it's her hands on my hips, i can't escape 'em
it's that mouth and those lips, try not to chase down
that's just the way things are
and way they'll always be

girls do what they want
whoa whoa
boys do what they can
girls do what they want
whoa whoa
boys do what they can

Suddenly the title shot and music cut into Rosalie running outside of the house. She opened the door and went to her car and drove it in reverse from the garage. The camera bounced as she got out from the car.

"Okay, I'm about to get Emmett out here to help me… he'll never know what hit him…" She laughed into her camera before calling out to Emmett as she leant over her cars hood, pulling at a few metal things that looked completely foreign to me.

I looked over to Rosalie and Emmett, Emmett was completely engrossed into the video while Rosalie kept fidgeting. Emmett probably didn't even know what the video was about, lucky enough for her.

"Hey! Check me out!" He laughed loudly, "I knew the extra weights would increase my biceps!" Rosalie sighed but looked up and smiled.

"What's up Rose? Usually you're good at these kinds of things…" Emmett shouted as he walked down the front stairs but faltered as he came into view of Rosalie. He blinked a few times and his jaw seemed unable to find its usual position. Emmett started mashing together his words, none of which making any sense. "You 'Kay?" he asked in a high pitched squeak. The camera straightened up and started to move closer to Emmett. His face became tenser as she got closer and closer.

"I'm fine… I just need these big muscles of yours to help me lift something for me…" Rosalie asked in a soft voice and her hand placed itself on his bicep.

There was a light and shaky sigh from Carlisle and Esme and as I quickly glanced towards them, Carlisle was rubbing his forehead and Esme was staring into her hands as if they held the key to the universe.

On the screen, Emmett had walked away and Rosalie remained standing facing the house. She turned around to see Emmett looking at the car.

"What's wrong exactly?" He asked.

"I can't believe you did this Rose…" Emmett muttered to Rosalie.

"The stand won't come out; I was wondering if you could hold it while I work on the engine…" She replied in a sweet tone.

Mrs. Hamilton hit fast forward with the slow beginning, pleasing Rosalie, but stopped when she saw things heat up on screen. Pervert.

As Emmett leaped into the camera, Esme let out a loud gasp and started hammering her head against Carlisle's forearm. "Press stop!" Rosalie shouted but as nobody moved, too shocked to do anything, the sounds of groans and panting for breath filled the room. "Press stop!" She screamed again before jumping from her seat in a launch to the TV. She pressed a button but as nothing happened, she started to get more frantic and her actions jerked and quickened. She started whacking her hand to the top of the player, anxious to stop the sounds. On the screen, you could see Emmett push Rosalie into the car and rip her shirt off of her into the backseat, still a view of it all. Mrs. Hamilton finally intervened, finding the stop button on the remote for Rosalie. Rosalie turned away from the TV and smoothed a loose strand of her hair away from her face before nonchalantly taking a seat and whacking Emmett around the head.

"Ow! What was that for? It's not my fault you wanted to record me!" He shouted as he rubbed the back of his head. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms tightly.

"Onto the next DVD then?" Mrs. Hamilton smiled, receiving glances of shock and horror. But she merrily took the liberty of picking up the next DVD.

I let out a gasp as my name came onto the screen and another song started playing loudly.

I can't get her out of my head
and it drives me crazy.
"That girls a trick", my friends said,
but she drives me crazy.
Honey, this is unkind, you're taking over my mind.
This'll be my demise and I take you out for a drive.
You're taking over my mind and it drives me crazy.

Oh, she is a brown haired girl in a pattern white dress and I've never been so obsessed.

"Don't you think the song suits, Edward?" Alice smiled as she turned to face us. "It was between this and that song from the titanic…"

"We don't actually need to watch this right? I mean, the last DVD proved enough right? Wouldn't it be sort of hazardous to Esme?!" I cried but everyone turned to face the screen of which I was walking towards Edward.

"I can do this, I can do this! I don't care how ridiculously good looking he is, or how perfect his hair looks today! I'm going to bring him down…" I heard myself muttering on screen. There were a few snorts and giggles, most from Emmett.

"I swear I didn't say that! Or at least out loud…" I shouted, trying to impossibly cover some of the damage. I looked up at Edward who had a goofy smile playing at his lips.

"You think I'm ridiculously good looking?" He whispered into my ear.

"Maybe…" I blushed.

"I think I need some air…" I said weakly on screen as Edward lifted me into his arms and carried me outside. And embarrassingly enough, True by Spandau Ballet started playing and the time period of which Edward was taking me through the door, was replaying.

"Alice!" I hissed, to which she just smiled angelically and turned back to the screen. "Can we fast forward? Knowing Alice, this will probably take some time…"

Mrs. Hamilton hit fast forward and as I suspected, there were a few more replays and some animated love hearts. She hit play when she saw the words K-Mart light up and suddenly my heart rate started to quicken. He would know that it wasn't an accident as I'd said; it was actually a matter of me throwing the walking frame into the next aisle. My breathing hitched as the video showed us walking along, talking and laughing and then I saw as Edward was flicking through the DVD's, he would hate me if he knew I had set that part up. He only though the beginning was a set up! As I could tell from the way that the camera shook, I was about to throw it, I couldn't let him see it, I just couldn't, I had to do something- And quick. My fingers twitched and impulsively as I saw my hands on the screen reach down, I leapt on top of Edward, crashing my lips into his, but missing and head butting him.

"Ow!" He shouted, cringing further into his seat and held his head. I rolled onto my side, holding my head in pain.

"Why do you have such a hard head Edward?!" I shouted.

"Why did you attack me?! I was just watching the video and you head butted me! Was I taking up too much sofa room or something? Was I breathing too heavily? Geez, Bella!"

"You… you took up too much room, would you mind moving over a touch?" I mumbled. He shook his head in disbelief and moved over to the edge of the sofa. My breathing started to settle, though my head spun, and I turned my attention back to the television. And it was paused. Paused… I glared at Mrs. Hamilton, innocently wasting my efforts of diverting Edward's attention.

She pressed play as soon as everyone was silent and quickly fiddled with my hands, distracting myself from the screen. People gasped and laughed at the scene. Turns out I had hit someone with my walking frame, and you couldn't help but laugh at Edward getting tackled by two overweight security guards. Funnily enough, that part was in slow motion with Chariots of Fire in the background.

Time passed slowly, I occasionally dared to look up at Edward. And every time I did, he had a stone face, his jaw clenched tight. I refused to look up at the screen and see more of it, but then I heard familiar sounds and voices from the police station.

I looked up and I was arguing with Edward over the reason of why we were both brought in.

"So I think it's the underage marital union part that brought us here…" Edward argued.

"Well you were the one who stole the ladies walking frame!" I justified.

"You were the one screaming for me to get it back!"

I tried to tune out again, this time by trying to think of excuses of how to get out of this situation, I doubted somebody like Mrs. Hamilton would excuse me to go to the bathroom, something told me she enjoyed awkward moments.

I looked back up at the screen and embarrassingly enough, Edward and I were eating our M&M's. After finishing our snack, we sat back against the wall, satisfied with our work.

Turning my head from the screen, I looked up at Edward. But this time instead of his jaw being clenched tight, he looked hurt and confused. His brows were knitted together and he looked as if he wasn't even breathing. I felt so stupid for not stopping any of this. It was obvious that this stupid prank had wrecked everything.

It grew silent on the TV and I suddenly knew the source of his confusion. It was the kiss.

The camera lent in and gave him a kiss but as I pulled away, his lips brushed along mine and kissed them softly. The screen was growing darker as I leant closer towards him. I quickly kissed him again. The screen was dark from where the camera was tightly squeezing in between the pair of us. But with the sound of a loud moan, the camera flew across the floor. And just as Rosalie's had ended, it was completely black but the sounds were still loud and filling the room. But it didn't stop there. Chief Mallard's voice boomed and filled the room. "So you two- are half naked!"

"Chief Mallard!" Edward's voice choked.

"Young lady where is you're shirt?!" Chief Mallard shouted, sounding as if he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"Where the hell did your shirt go Bella?"

There was a groan of embarrassment and the camera soon came into light again.

"Carlisle, are all of our children sex crazed now?" Esme wept from her seat.

"Topless in a police station?" Emmett snorted. "Congratulations Edward, I didn't give you enough credit!" My cheeks blushed ferociously, more than they had at all today.

Edward stood up and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I have to go Mrs. Hamilton, I need some air…" Without waiting for her response, he walked out of the room brusquely. I shot a look towards Mrs. Hamilton and quickly chased after Edward.

When I caught up to him, he was standing on the stairs, walking back and fourth.

"Edward!" I breathed heavily as I pushed open the doors. He looked up at me and started to walk down the stairs. "Wait!" I yelled.

"Why?! I've been waiting eight freakin' years Bella! And now, as soon as I think I get my hopes up on the thought we're making progress, it's all a set up! None of it was real! You just wanted revenge…" He shook his head and walked further down the stairs but I grabbed his arm and pulled him around to face me, searching his eyes.

"Do you seriously think I would care that much about a bet? You'd think it would be pretty obvious by now my feelings for you are strong enough to last eight years without so much as a mere letter…"

"But we don't even know each other anymore! Those eight years were one of the biggest impacts on my life. Maybe we're just caught up on what could have been…"

"But we're not! I was crazy about you then… and then seeing you again, being near you, nothings changed; especially not my feelings for you."

"Well I don't know Bella, maybe you're just caught up in your female lust, and I know you sure as hell were in that video, I was too! If you actually watched it properly, you can see it was lust, nothing more."

"What are you saying? You don't feel the same way?! That I don't feel that way about you?! How dare you tell me what I feel?! I'm sorry if my feelings for you aren't reciprocated but you should grow up and realize that something's are simple. Like us. We were supposed to be simple. But somehow you can't function that in your stupid brain of yours! You just try and keep searching for the reason behind everything! Well perhaps there isn't a reason for us! Maybe it just is!" Tears were now rolling down my cheeks, the burning pain inside of me had returned. It felt just as it did when he left, because that was what he was doing now. Leaving. And though he had only been in my life for a short time recently, I was back to square one. All of those feelings I had for him eight years ago had been resurrected, and though I had believed I would never feel anything like that again, I knew that I could the first time I saw him smile at me.

His arm reached for me but I took a step back, knowing that his touch would hurt rather then heal. He was the one person that could kill me at the same time as bringing me to life. I needed him as much as I need air to breathe but every time he doubted it all, it was another stab in the heart as I knew it was impossible for him to feel the same way as me. I was just stupid and naïve for thinking he ever did.

My knees felt weak and I my breathing was jagged and uneasy.

"I'm sorry I've caused you hurt and confusion. I won't bother you again." I whispered blankly. With another look at his face, I took a deep breath in and ran.

I ran down the stairs, more tears falling down my cheeks and the cold wind stinging my face as I ran faster then I ever had before. I didn't know where I was going, I just ran. Needing to get away from it all, anywhere I could be alone and not having to think about his words and the pain inside of me that felt like I been cut open and been ripped slowly of every vital organ necessary for my existence. But I didn't care. I used the pain to push myself further through the streets.

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