"Okay, I guess I'll go ahead with the story since I'm the only one calm here!" I shouted over Edward's rants of laughter and Emmett, running at little less than hyper, well vampire speed, clutching his mouth and somehow screaming all the while.
"Please continue Bella" Carlisle spoke while giving Edward, who was now on the ground rolling around, a disapproving glare.
Well, we were in his room arguing over my humanity," I paused now looking at the now scowling, serious Edward, "and all of the sudden Edward starts raving with laughter. Two seconds later, Emmett runs in."
Flashback
"Edward, why are you laughing? Stop laughing!" I whine pushing playfully on his chest. I glance down briefly to see if anything, as usual, was wrong or not on, or if something was on that shouldn't be. All I saw was my white shorts and my pink cami.
After giving myself a major headache contemplating what was wrong and deciding that there wasn't, I stared back at Edward who was now laughing his head off and pointing to the door.
Ten seconds later Emmett rushed in with a pained look on his face.
"Edward," He screamed, "my mouth hurts! Why does it hurt, wait what does hurt feel like? Bella what exactly does the word hurt mean?" He stared intently at me, his eyes desperately searching for an answer.
A small giggle managed to escape, "Emmett how did you get hurt?"
"Well, I was at the Washington Monument with Rosalie on our 20th wedding anniversary and I decided to reenact King Kong on the Empire State Building, and I was King Kong and the monument was the building.
"Well I climbed up and then got scared, so I couldn't get down. Then I got hungry and I wondered what it tastes like. Trust me it taste awful, and now my mouth hurts!"
"Three questions Emmett. One, are you okay? Two, you're weird and three, you were hungry? Are you sure he's a vampire?" I asked, turning the conversation toward someone who could actually, somehow relate to the delusional, deranged King Kong reincarnation, which was now screaming his head off.
"Okay Emmett, how does your mouth hurt, you're a vampire" Edward stated pronouncing vampire as if he was talking to a four-year old.
Emmett just looked at us like we were talking in an alien language that was unfamiliar to him.
Surprising, I thought, he seems to be more of an alien than a vampire!
End Flashback
"So that's how the story ends." I finish leaning back into Edward. I looked around, and we were alone again.
"Where did they go?" I asked hurt and annoyed that no one listened to my story.
"They went every which way. Emmett said something about the Vietnam Memorial and dessert, and I heard Carlisle say something about boring, overreaction and the hospital."