"I swear to god I'm going to kill that kid!"
I flinched away as my father began having one of his conniptions. I couldn't help that the hatred that he felt began to course through my own body, ready to send me into a raging fit. That spoiled little brat had to take away my family, all because he didn't know how to deal with rejection! I swear that the next time I saw him I was going to tear him a new one. Hell, he'd be lucky and grateful if I didn't dance around his ashes after I castrated him!
I grabbed the fluffy pillow next to me, hugging it as close to my body as I could. I just needed one more chance, but that got all fucked to hell on the night of the birthday party that I so didn't want to attend, anyways. However, I was stuck with the hand that life dealt me, and I had to get over it and past it. I just wish that I could be able to find them, but since they were gone before that asshole even told me showed me how much they really wanted me to be a part of the family. And now I had my nagging, over-protective father bitching to me about something that wasn't entirely my fault, anyways!
"I swear Isabella, I thought you knew better! I specifically told you not to go out with that kid, and you deliberately disobeyed me!"
"So this is my fault?!" I screamed as I jumped out of my seat, facing my father's granite form. He always knew how to push my buttons, but this was an entirely different and sensitive scenario and he knew it. And as he stared down into my eyes, his own an onyx black, I was suddenly very worried for our safety. As my face began to soften as fear overtook me, I saw his soften, as well. He immediately took me in his arms and hugged me as gently as he could, rubbing my back as I softly began to cry.
He just held me as I sank into his embrace, suddenly wishing that my birth mother could be here with me. I felt guilty for taking her away from my father, but he's never blamed me. I knew they weren't true mats but that didn't make me feel any better.
Once I calmed down, I went back to my room. These past few weeks have been more than overwhelming for me, and I just needed a chance to lie down and relax. But before I gave in to the chance of falling asleep, I sat down at my desk and turned on my very ancient computer, opening my email account and composing a message intended for Emmett. If my big brother was looking out for me the way he said he was, then I know he would check.
From: IsabellaSwan87
Dear Em,
I'm in really big trouble, and I'm sending this one last message, hoping that I can get ahold of you in time.
Dad knows what Edward did and he's taking me away from Forks. Some unseen consequences arose after you all left, and we're now leaving within three days. We're going to disappear. I wanted to let you know beforehand, so if you came later, you would know why we're gone. But I really hope that you can get this and help me. I really need my big brother, right now, more than anything else. Just please send me a text to let me know if you got the message, and in case I never get to see you again, I love you brother bear.
Izzy
After I hit send, I turned off my computer and climbed into bed, snuggling beneath the sheets, wishing that I had my mate here with me to hold me. The thought alone brought tears to my eyes but I held them back as best as I could. The one regret that I had out of all of this was that I didn't get to explain my side of the story before they all picked Edward and ran off along with him.
After tossing and turning for an hour or so, I eventually fell into a fitful rest, which honestly, at this point, didn't do me any more harm, either way.
EMMETT'S POV
I sighed as I ran my hand over my face. I had a major migraine coming on that I didn't think was even possible for me to get. I had to tell somebody, but who? We were practically on lock down thanks to that pansy-ass freak, Edward!
There was only one thing left to do, at this point. Tell her.
I ran downstairs, finding the entire family holed up in the living room like it was some damn hospital room of a dying patient…though I wouldn't mind giving Edward his last rites, at this point, but that was for another time. Something more urgent was presenting itself, first.
Today I was really grateful for Rose and I having learned the one thing that Edward didn't know. Sign language. It was time to use it to put her ass in gear so that maybe she could see what we all knew, all along, and be able to save her.
I quickly signed out the phrase that could ultimately change her life. To say she was surprised would be an understatement. She believed me, which was more than I expected, but she didn't know what to do with herself, until I nded it with a phrase that I knew she couldn't ignore. It ended in danger.
That was all she needed as she quickly ran and got her bag. The remaining members of our family, having known sign language were shocked, but they were prepared for when Edward tried to stop Rosalie as she came down the stairs and bolted for the door.
"And where do you think you're going?!"
He was sure as hell wearing my patience thin. I had yet to tell Rosalie the whole story, but I would if he kept pressing my buttons.
"I'm going to tend to something that your stupid ass ignored!"
Well, this could be a good match. I decided to go ahead and sit on the couch next to Alice and Jasper to enjoy the festivities. Times like these makes me wish I was still human, just to enjoy it better with popcorn.
"So you're going to go kill Bella?"
Oh, he should NOT have said that! He's been in denial since day ONE. Of course Rosie was in denial, as well, but that was a whole other story.
Rosalie gasped at Edward's words, finding them hurtful, and everybody could see, then, that they had been wrong about Rosalie's disdain for Bella, for it hadn't been for her, at all. It had been for Edward.
At this point, I found it necessary to intervene so that Rosalie could get to Forks faster. I walked towards Edward with Alice and Jasper flanking me, just as Edward began backing up.
"I'm Bella's mate, and that whore is not going to see her!" Edward yelled, which caused Jasper and I to tackle him to the ground.
I turned towards Rosalie. "Go! Now! We'll be right behind you!"
And with that, Rosalie ran out of the house with only one bag, jumping into her BMW and taking off as fast as it would allow her to go. I just hoped she would make it in time, is all, because we'd all be damned to hell if she didn't.