I DON'T OWN ANYTHING TWILIGHT RELATED.
Hey people. Now this is a Bella/ Emmett story but it is ALL HUMAN. So please read and review. Also I have to other stories one of them being a Bella/Carlisle story and the other being another Bella /Emmett story. Before we get to this actual story, I would like to ask you a question and PLEASE let me know what you think. Okay so here it is: For the last couple of days I have been looking for a Bella/Jacob story where Jacob actually imprints on Bella. I didn't find very many of those so if anyone who reads this would like a Bella/Jacob story where there is an actual imprint, please let me know.
Okay now to the story. I have no idea what possessed me to actually write this story but it sounds interesting in my head (Yet again everything sounds interesting in my head but that is beside the point) but I wrote it anyway. I hope you guys enjoy. LOVE YOU AND PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BETRAYAL.
Chapter One.
Bella's POV.
For the millionth time tonight, I glanced at the clock. Great it's 3:30 in the morning. Emmett was supposed to be home more than an hour ago since the bar closed at 2:00. I knew I had to confront him but I just could not find the strength to do it. It would mean that I had to end my five year marriage and I just loved him too much for my own damn good. God why are things so complicated?
After what seemed like eternity, I heard the familiar roar of his jeep coming up the street. Immediately I started to hyperventilate. My hands were shaking and I started to cold sweat. My seven years to doctoring experienced told me that if I did not calm down soon, there was no way in hell that I was going to be able to confront him. Taking slow, deep breaths, I closed my eyes, willing myself to calm down and at the same time waiting for the door to open.
Time slowed as I listened to him slid the key into the lock and opened the door. I gasped loudly as the door revealed a very drunk Emmett. On hearing me reaction, his head snapped up.
"Hey babe. I missed you." His speech was slurred and general incoherent. I could smell the alcohol on him from here and it only served to sicken me.
"Emmett, what the hell!!!!!!!!!!! Why are you so drunk?" I screeched. In the twelve years that I have known Emmett never once was he so drunk. I was revolted just looking at him.
"Babe relax. I just had a few drinks with the guys."
"Yeah, what guys?" I was fuming.
"Just Jasper and Edward."
I laughed a dark laugh. There was nothing joyous in this movement. It was the laugh of a woman who just realized how truly stupid she was. How blind she was. How in love she thought she was.
"Really? Because I just came from dinner at Alice's and Jasper was there as well as Rosalie and Edward and those four friends of ours decided to have a movie marathon right there AT ALICE'S but me being the good wife that I am decided to come home to wait on her husband. So tell me Emmett, who were the guys you were drinking with?" I looked him dead in the eye. His blue eyes always pierced me right to my soul but tonight, knowing the truth of it all, it only served to disgust and sicken me. As soon as he realized that I knew that he was lying, all signs of drunkenness were gone.
"Bella, I'm sorry. It was the guys from work. We had a rough day and then we were seriously understaffed tonight so to help them unwind we just had a few drinks." He looked so innocent that I actually believed him until he hugged me.
"So, which one of the guys wears Chanel No. 5?" I asked. Instantly he froze and leaned away from me. White hot anger seared through my veins. I knew in that instant that I was right, 100% right. He was cheating on me and now was my time to leave but only after I said what I had to. I was going to hurt him just as much as he hurt me.
"Oh come on Emmett. I am a doctor for crying out loud. Did you seriously think I would not have figured this out? How long has this been going on? How long have you been FUCKING SOME WHORE BEHIND MY BACK?"
If this had occurred with a different situation it would have been very comical to see Emmett's mouth hanging up in shock. I knew he would be in shock since he had never heard me swear but right now anger was the only emotion driving me and I embraced it wholeheartedly.
I stood up from my seat on the sofa and walked away from him only to have him grab my hand in an attempt to pull me back to him. With lightening speed, I spun around and slapped him in the face.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!!!!!! HOW LONG EMMETT? HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN CHEATING ON ME?" At this time I was pretty sure that I resembled a shrieking banshee and I knew for a fact that our neighbors were hearing but I could not have cared less.
I looked as Emmett hung his head in shame and as tears rolled down his face and fell to the floor. My heart broke to see him in pain but I needed to know for my own sanity.
"How long Emmett?" I asked again praying all the while that he would answer.
"Eight months." He choked out.
"Eight months, Emmett. That would explain a lot. It would explain why you had to rush out of my birthday party three weeks ago. It would explain why you did not what to sleep with me for the last two months. It would explain why you are always at the bar but most importantly it would explain why YOU MISSED OUR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY FIVE DAYS AGO."
At that moment, I gave in the pain that consumed me and collapsed onto the floor. After several moments I composed myself enough to look up only to see him steering at me with pain etched in every line of his face.
"Why Emmett? Was I not good enough? What did I do wrong? Tell me Emmett what possessed you to do this? I am trying to find the logic in what you did but I am coming up blank. Please Emmett. Please tell me everything."
"Are you sure?" He asked, tears still falling from his own eyes. Too weak to say anything, I just nodded.
I heard him take a deep breathe before he started.
"As I said it started eight months ago. It was the week you had to go to the medical conference. I was ………lonely. I didn't know who to turn to until I saw her. She came into the bar and I was just drawn to her. We started talking and one thing just led to another. The first time we slept together was the night before you came home from the conference. I knew it was wrong but I was thinking with the wrong head that night. I tried to break up with her over and over again but when I do, the next week you were busy with work or on a conference and I would just lapse back and go to her. I'm- s-s…."
I held up my hand to stop him.
"Are you blaming this on my job? I am a doctor for Pete's sake. Forgive me if saving other people's life is screwing up your bed time."
"Bella, at first I thought like that. I was really upset that you were so busy with work but about a month ago I came to the hospital to tell you that things were not working out but then I saw you playing with that little girl whose life you saved and I just fell in love with you all over again. You're right but I could never hate you for your job. I could never blame your job for this. I blame me. Me. I am the wrong one here Bella. I know that now and I am going to set thing right."
"There is nothing you can do that could fix this Emmett. What you just told me cut deeper than anything else. I loved you Emmett. Since the day we met in Forks due to my clumsiness; since that day I was yours. Your opinion of me was what mattered above all else. I loved you Emmett. When everyone warned me to stay away from you, I laughed at them. I chose you Emmett. I became your wife. Hell!!!!!!!! I even fought with my parents to marry you and this how you repay me. Thank you Emmett. Thank you for showing me how much I mean to you."
With that I stood and left the room to retrieve the bags that I had packed. When I re-entered the room with my bags in hand Emmett looked up stunned.
"Bella, are you leaving?" He asked, his voice shaking with fear and pain.
"Yes Emmett. I am leaving." I answered coldly.
Before I could even take a step forward, Emmett's arms were around me with his head buried in my stomach.
"Please, Bella." He sobbed, "Please don't leave me. I promise you I will change. Just please don't leave me."
Gently I disentangled myself from him and looked on as he crumpled onto the floor.
"I'm sorry Emmett but I can't. I am not one of those two-bit whores you have running around your bar. I needed some time alone to figure this out. I need to see if this marriage is worth saving but before I go I would like you to answer me one question."
"Anything Bella. Anything."
"What is her name?" He looked at me eyes wide with horror.
"Tanya, Tanya Denali."
"As in my intern, Tanya?" I asked. Sheepishly he nodded.
"Well Emmett, could you tell Tanya thank you for ruining my marriage and I hope she was worth it. Goodbye Emmett."
With that, I gathered my bags and walked out the front door. As I headed to my Mercedes Benz I passed the Weber's who occupied the apartment next to ours. The elderly couple turned to look at me with sympathy in their eyes. I knew they heard my outburst but I was still too hurt to care about what anyone thought.
"Be strong Bella." Mrs. Weber said as I got in my car. " Things will work out in your favor. God always favors his angels."
With a small smile on my face, I drove away from the place I once called home: away from the pain, away from the betrayal, away from Emmett. After twenty minutes, I arrived at my destination. It took me about ten minutes of pounding on the front door of the apartment until I heard the voice of the person I needed the most right now.
"It's four in the morning. Who the hell could be at my door at four in the morning." I heard them grumble before calling out to me . "Who is it?"
Before I could even reply, the door swung open to reveal my savior, best friend and soon- to- be comforter.
"I need you." Was all I could say before I was engulfed in the pair of arms that I knew could keep me safe.
A/N: Chanel No.5 is female perfume, if anyone is wondering.
