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Picking up the Pieces

Rosalie's life seems to be falling down all around her. Can Emmett help her learn that life is worth living? This story follows the characters through hardships as they learn the importance of love and friendship. All human

Story Disclaimer: I do not own. Stephanie Meyer created the amazing world of Twilight that seems to be slowly taking over our own world.

3. Bittersweet

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Recap: All I could do was hold Jasper close as my world was yanked out from under me. Tomorrow, I would lose a best friend, a brother, my other half, and I didn't know how I was going to handle life without him.


I held Rosalie close to me while her sobs ebbed away and her breathing slowed. I couldn't help but worry about her staying here with only my dad, who was at work all day. It made for a nice distraction, worrying over her. If I could put all of my focus and energy into what the future holds for my sister, maybe I could avoid my own misery. But when it comes down to it, I knew that Rose had always been the stronger of the two of us and she would be okay. And I knew all along that misery is not something that is easily outrun.

My mother had neglected to mention where she was dragging me off to, not that it would make much of a difference if she had. Still, I detested the idea of leaving everything I knew to follow my mother's whim to be out of town and far away from Dad. I would be forced to leave my Dad, my sister, my school, all of my friends, and not to mention Alice. A newfound wave of depression flew through me at that thought. Alice. She and I had been dating since the beginning of freshman year, three years ago. We had instantly clicked and I knew- I just knew that she was the one. I loved Alice with all of my heart and being away from her would be one of the hardest things I had ever done. I dreaded having to tell Alice that I was leaving to who-knows-where....

Just like that, my misery was transformed into anger as I thought about the inevitable conversation, having to see the look on her face, to calm her tears. Telling my sister had been bad enough but how was I supposed to tell my girlfriend of three years? Three freaking years we had been together! My parents were such assholes. They didn't even think of the outcome their little disputes would have on Rose and I all these years. And even now, with our family on the brink of collapse, they decide to rip us apart even further! Did it ever occur to them that Rosalie and I needed to stay together? That I have my entire life here and I can't just walk away from it! It must of occurred to them. I guessed that it simply didn't matter. What selfish assholes! If they did anything else, I was terrified that my family and our lives would be ripped to shreds, beyond the point of return.

I ran a hand through my hair and shifted under Rosalie. Her eyes fluttered open and blinked with sleepy confusion. Her eyes settled on my face, alight with the tears that refused to fall.

"I was hoping it was a dream." Her voice was soft, the words whispered as if I was about to vanish any second. Which, come to think of it, may not be that far off. At this point, I would put nothing past my mother.

"I wish."

Her eyes started to grow wider as she woke up fully. It was still late at night and the moon shined through the window and reflected in her eyes.

"Oh!" She jumped up and pulled me up after her, grabbing her cell phone from her pocket and shoving it in my hand. "You have to go. Call Alice, meet her somewhere, you-" Her voice broke and tears trailed down her cheeks as she took a deep breath. "You can't tell her that over the phone."

My heart sank as I watched the comprehension dawn on my sister's face. She had overcome the original shock of my news and had started to anticipate the consequences. She was right. I needed to stop avoiding this and call Alice before it was too late. With a quick hug, I left Rosalie and dialed Alice's number as I walked to the car.

She picked up after the second ring, voice clouded with concern.

"Jasper. What's- Is everything okay? Are you? Is Rose?" Her words came fast and melting into one another.

"Hey, everything is fine. Breathe." I tried to soothe my girlfriend before she had a panic attack, which sounded not too far off. "I need to talk to you though. Is it okay if I pick you up?"

"Sure?" Her voice hesitant, it came out as more of a question.

"I'll be there in a minute."

_ _ _

I took Alice's small hand in mine and laced our fingers together. We were walking along a creek bed where we would always come to escape from the rest of the world. She seemed really hesitant, she wasn't stupid and not much gets past Alice anyways. She knew something was up. After shrugging off my jacket and slipping it over her shoulders, I ran out of excuses to delay the inevitable. I turned to face her, holding her hands in mine.

"Alice, you know I love you" She bit her bottom lip and I had to suppress the urge to kiss her.

"Jazz, please just tell me. The suspense is killing me and it won't get any easier." I chuckled humorously at her way of telling me to get to the point. That's my girl.

"My parents were in an argument again today. It was bad, Alice. When I got home from our date, mom was frantic. Alice, she's leaving. She's making me leave."

Her eyes widened as she took in what I was trying to say.

"No!" The word was whispered as the shock overtook her and her hands slid from my own. She fell to her knees in desperation and I could feel my heart breaking from the look on her face.

I knelt beside her and pulled her to my chest. After a moment, her hands wound around my neck in a vice-like grip, holding me tightly to her. She desperately held me as though she could keep me here forever if only she hugged me tight enough. Her tears came thick and fast now, sticking to the tips of her eyelashes before plummeting down to her cheeks.

She pressed her forehead to mine and we gazed into each other's eyes, communicating what words could not.

After what seemed like a lifetime, she pulled back and picked a piece of grass, rubbing it between her finger absentmindedly.

"So I have to lose my best friend and boyfriend all at once?" I could tell that it was hard for her to keep her voice light and smooth.

"Not lose, Alice. Never lose. And no, Rose will be here still." At her questioning look, I launched into the story, being careful not to upset her even more. After her appropriate reactions of sadness and anger towards my parents, she jumped up from the ground. Sometime while I was speaking the rain had gently started falling.

Alice twirled around, face to the sky before reaching for me and yanking me up with surprising strength.

"Well there is no way we are spending our last night together for- a while at least, there is no way I am giving you up for good- wallowing." Her eyes were bright with determination, though her smile did not quite reach her eyes. I smiled and shook my head. Only Alice.

With that, she gave me a peck on the cheek and took off, half running half skipping in the grass with the rain pouring down all around her. I took off after her, relishing in the sound of her laughter accented by the steady beat of rain.