Author Notes: Hey! I've been working on this for sometime between working on other stories. If you haven't read Punk'd: Cullen Style by SG51169 then I suggest you do so. This fic is based on it. Everyone writes stories where Emmett us funny, goofy (and sometimes to the point were people make him act like a complete mindless idiot which by the way, he is not.), but I wanted to write a more serious story about him that didn't involve too much humor.

Anyways, enjoy this fic and review it to tell me what you think. Don't say Emmett's out of character though because this is supposed to be a very serious fanfic (okay, with some humor).

Punk'd: The Fallout

Chapter One
Depression

Emmett sat in his room near the window. He hadn't been out in days, close to two weeks actually since finding out he had been punk'd. At first he took it with good humor the shock of everything hadn't set in. Then slowly as he was playing a video game his movements became sluggish and he just got up in the middle of the video game and went to his private room and no one could bring him out. Not even Rosalie, though she tried every single day.

Poor Emmett's nerves were frazzled and every little noise made him jump. Today, however was a school day and so the house was empty except for Esme who was working on blueprints. A small, tiny un-Emmett like sob escaped from his mouth and he drew his knees up to his chest and buried his face.

He hadn't meant for Bella to end up in the hospital. He hadn't meant to scare her half to death. He hadn't meant to hurt his favorite human sister and he apologized. He felt horrible because every time he tried to do something right it ended up turning out bad.

Esme knocked on the door. "Sweetheart, please let me in." She was worried about her son. She hated to see any of her children upset, but to see Emmett so withdrawn and upset was almost heartbreaking. She missed her big, playful, energetic son. He didn't move, didn't acknowledge her, but she stayed by the door for an hour talking to him and telling him that if he needs anything to just call and she'd be right there, and then she left to go back to her blueprints.

Emmett hadn't wanted to see any of them. His family hurt him. Jasper messed with his emotions so bad he couldn't tell if they were his own or not. Was their punishment still going on? Hadn't he been punished enough? And his Rosalie was in on it. He should've been proud.

He would've been proud but wasn't a wife supposed to stick by a husband's side through thick and thin? Better or for worse? If so why didn't Rosalie keep them from doing all those horrible pranks? Especially the last one involving Bella pretending to die. That was the prank that pushed him into the state he was now.

Did Rosalie not love him anymore? Did she not care for him? He would've never pulled something like that on her. He felt his heart break quite literally and he sobbed harder. Maybe he'll just go away.

Emmett stood up, checked the time. Good Alice would be in class. There was nothing she could do about it. He opened the window and jumped out and ran into the forest. He ran hard and he ran fast until he was far from Forks.

Esme glanced towards Emmett's room. She heard him move around and it was quiet again. Then her cell rang. "Hello Alice." She said.

"Esme! He ran away!" She cried into the phone. Esme inhaled deeply.

"I'll find him. Go to class, sweetheart." Esme told her. "You only have another class to go." Alice started to protest but Esme interrupted her. "It might be better if I just went for now. I love you sweetheart.

"Love you too mom." Alice said quietly and they hung up.

Esme ran downstairs and out the door. She stopped and picked up Emmett's scent before running in the same direction.

She saw him at the treaty line and gasped. There stood Bella's friend Jacob and his friends. She ran even faster and went up to her son standing right on the line. "Emmett, sweetheart…" She said soothingly. "Lets go home." the big vampire didn't move. He was staring out at something they couldn't see. Esme tossed her cell to Jacob. "Call my husband, first number in the phone book."

Jacob looked at the phone and at the two vampires when Emmett finally collapsed to his knees. Esme went down with him and held her son as he laid his head on her shoulder. Jacob shrugged and did what the lady vampire said as the wolves watched Esme run a hand down Emmett's curly hair.
Who knew that vampires could have an emotional, mental break down. Of course Jacob and his friends heard all about Emmett Cullen being punk'd by humans and vampires alike. They didn't know that it would've effected the playful vampire this bad.

"How come he's like that?" Quil asked, curiously. "From being punk'd?"

"Yes." Esme replied softly. "It was the last one prank…the one where Bella was pretending to die." Emmett stiffened. "Shh, Bella's fine. Your favorite human sister is fine." she soothed her son.

A black Mercedes pulled up and Carlisle got out and went over to his wife and son. He pulled Emmett up to his feet and set took him to the car. Esme sat in back with her son. Carlisle went back to the wolves. They exchanged words and then Carlisle returned to his car.

Emmett was once again in his room, the doors locked.


To Be Continued...

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Author Notes: What do you think? You know you want more. You wanna see how Emmett pulls through and become the goofy man… er… vampire that we all know and love!