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''Rosalie!'' Esme cried.
Rosalie did not look up from the earth beneath her. She allowed Carlisle to hold her down without complaint. Her expression stoic, hands balled tightly into fists. Blood matted in her blonde flowing hair. Human Blood.
Emmett tore through the forest. His consious screamed at him to turn back. This wasn't just a meal in his arms. He knew better to think like that. This wasn't just even a defencless human. This was Bella, Edwards fiancee, his own little sister. Now she was bleeding heavily, her eyes were closing. Sweat made her slick in his arms. She moaned Edwards name. How could he do this. He loved Roaslie, but how the hell could she ask him to do this. His steps slowed as more thoughts chewed at him. Where was Rosalie? Had Alice seen this? Had Edward heard his scarmbling apoligies or was he too far away? His steps halted. Bellas breathe accelerated in comparision. Her heart beat widly in her chest, he could hear it. He could smell her blood, it was splattered on his chest. He set Bella on the floor and pulled his shirt off,using it to clean the wound on her shoulder. He wiped most of the blood off and threw his shirt miles away. He did not need the temptation to taste her ontop of everything else.
He could run. Leave Bella here, and just run. Someone would find her soon enough. She was no longer bleeding. What about Rose? No he couldn't just run. He could turn back, take Bella to Edward, make up some magnifigent story of attack, portray himself and rosalie as heros. No, bella knows what happens. Maybe he could covince her to stay quiet? Who was he kidding. He could go back, beg for forgivness. Bella was ok after all, No harm, no foul right?
He glanced down at Bella, Her eyes were open now.
''Em..Emmett, what happened?'' She slurred out.
She trusted him. She looked to him for protection, and he had let her down. He let down his family.
'' Bella'' He knelt down at her side, and brushed away the hair that stuck to her face.
Before he could continue, a heavy weight knocked him to his back.
The clearing was quiet for all of 3 seconds while everyone took in the scene. Alice grasped tightly at Jaspers shirt in shock. He had his arm draped over Alice's back, doubling over slightly. The emotions were hitting him full force. Esme clung desperatly at Edward, trying to hold him back. He stood at his full height, chest puffed out, hands balled into fists. Finally, Rosalie lay pinned, face down, in the dirt, Carlisle knelt on her back and held her hands over her head. She did not struggle.
AN: So what the bloody hell happened?! Read and Review pleasey Story alerts are nice and all, but reviews fuel late night writing
Clare xx
