to be quite honest, i have no idea why i decided to write this.
this sparked after rereading "Emmett and the Bear" on Stephenie's website.
why, i don't know. i just felt the need to get in Emmett's head.
-shrug-

here you go:

"Down and Out"
Emmett's Point of View

I never understood Edward's decision. I never had to. It wasn't as if I had any sort of choice in the matter. It wasn't my assessment to make, and God knows how stubborn Edward was. Getting him to change his mind was like trying to convince a grizzly to scamper away from a fight. It just wasn't going to happen. My brother was not going to stick around, despite the protests from everyone in the family. Even Rosalie objected to our leaving. Of course, that had more to do with her loving our home than loving Bella . . . but that's beside the point.

There was no changing his mind. I could see the resolution in his eyes. He was leaving. We were leaving. I didn't have to understand it. I didn't have to respect it. I just had to accept the fact that we were leaving Forks behind . . . leaving Bella behind.

I didn't like it one bit. He seemed to think that she would move on nearly immediately, but I knew that to be completely false. Not even Edward understood the depth of Bella's feelings. Honestly, I don't even think Bella realized the intensity of their relationship. Only someone who had seen the old Edward knew how deep their affections were.

There was a light in Edward that seemed to be dimmed before Bella came into his life. Of course, he was happy before her – our family was enough for him at the time. However, the moment he fell in love with Bella – everything changed. At the risk of sounding like a bad Tom Cruise movie, it was like she made him want to change, to be a better man . . . vampire. You get the picture. The point is – I was starting to like this new Edward. He was less bitter. You could tell that he no longer loathed his existence. Bella made him happy.

When he announced he was leaving, I was, to say the least, infuriated. How dare he tell us what we were going to do? If he wanted to be an ignorant moron, that's his problem. After all, I knew that he would come crawling back soon enough – he would have to, wouldn't he? Either way, he had no right to demand that we left town as well. It was our home. We loved Forks. And he thought that he could just tell us to leave because he was absolutely blind?

Of course, we obeyed his request nonetheless. Against our better judgment, we simply could not argue with him for long. He truly wanted nothing but to save Bella – and although I couldn't make myself agree with his views, I did force myself to respect his wishes. I knew that if we stuck around, Bella's transformation would be absolutely inevitable. Alice, Esme and I may have seen that as a good thing, but Rosalie and Edward saw our "lives" in a completely different light. Who knew which way Bella would turn to look at it.

I knew that I would do anything within my power to save Rosalie from the pain that this life has brought her. Who would I be to try and stop Edward from doing the same for Bella? Even if I thought he was being a complete moron for doing so?

So, I let him go. I let our family fall apart.

And it was the greatest mistake I could ever make.