BPOV
In the sunny place of Phoenix, Arizona. The sun was what made it extra special. Here, lived my family, Charlie, my dad, who's married to Renee. They were such great parents. Then there was my brother, Emmett. If I loved anyone more than him, well… that's just impossible. Ever since I was born and looked into his eyes, I just knew he was the most important person in my life, if he died, so would I.
I was in my room, writing in my daily journal, just like I always did, and then I jumped up about twenty feet from where I was on my bed, and realize it was just Emmett who put his hand on my back. I ran after him, while he was trying to hide from he laughing his ass off at my reaction. That's the thing about him though; he never got enough out of teasing me. Grr.
"Get back here Emmett!" I screamed my loudest.
"Gotcha!" He yelled at me when he got me from behind.
"That's so not fair." I mumbled icily.
"Is too!" He laughed ringing through the entire house. "So, are you coming to my football game? You know… it is the champion ship, you have to be there." He said giving me the puppy dog look that he and I knew I couldn't resist.
"You know that Emmy." He just glared at me; he hated it when I said his name like that.
I ran away laughing through to my room. While getting closer to the schools championship game, I got ready quickly, wanting to get into the school spirit by wearing the school colors.
I watched the game from near where the other players were at, watching my big brother getting tackled, again, and… again. This was the only thing I hated, seeing him get hurt. One of these days he will get really hurt, and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Then Emmett passed the ball to another player, and scored us the final touchdown. I looked up at the scoreboard, and we won! I was screaming my lungs out with happiness.
Getting up frantically looking for Emmett to congratulate him, but through the crowd I couldn't find him anywhere, not even hearing his bellowed voice, which I could here from a mile away usually. Nothing. I went up to Paul, who scored us the touchdown.
"Hey Paul! Coagulations! Have you seen Emmett though?" I asked giving him a hug.
"Hey Bella. Sorry, no I haven't seen him since everyone came onto the field. Sorry." He said as he left.
I searched frantically through the crowded field, and asked all the players if they've seen him. But of course, they haven't. What the hell was I going to do? I could hear myself starting to hyperventilate, and then to my surprise, everything went black.
My eyes were slowly opening up, to find pretty much everyone surrounded me in my school, with the cold grass on my back.
"Emmett? Where is he?"
"Bella…" Paul began; he was the closet to me. "We don't know where he is. We think somebody took him. I'm sorry."
I just stayed there looking into the sky, not blinking, while I heard buzzing of people talking around me. My mind wanted my body to get up and look for Emmett, but my muscles weren't going to allow it. Then someone picked me up, and started dragging me off, to what I think was to the nurse's office.
Paul spoke, "She passed out."
Then I found myself on the cot in the nurse's room, while the whole football team was there.
"Bella?" I turned to look at the coach of the team, but I didn't respond.
"Do you have any idea at all, where you're brother might've been?" He asked slowly.
Of course my mouth wouldn't open to respond, but tears were streaming down my face slowly, stinging my eyes. How could this happen?
My legs then decided to move, I didn't know why, but I pushed my way through the team, and started running, just kept running out of the office, and I heard my name being called several times, and I also heard them running after me, but I had to keep running so they wouldn't catch up.
The forest was right in front of me, and I stopped, looking into the darkness of it all. My shoulder was being tapped on; slowly I looked into the eyes of Paul, our great QB. Tears were in his eyes, as well as mine.
"Please don't do this Bella. Stay so we can search for him properly." Paul was always like a second brother to me, since he was one of Emmett's really good friends. But my body made the decision for me, and I ran into the woods leaving another person behind.