I had gotten a text from Edward asking me if i could come over to the house later. This, of course, made me happy. So here i am, checking my hair and clothes to make sure i looked okay for him. Standing in front of the mirror as i fixed my hair, my mind began to ponder. I laughed to myself as i thought how funny it was how now when edward and i kiss or get intimate, he doesn't seem so...i dont know, excited. It's like he can control himself. Maybe he had or maybe he had just gotten use to us being close. Shaking my head, i grabbed my keys and walked out to my old truck. I didn't really care that it was two hours earlier than Edward had asked me to come over; neither did he or his family. I would always show up earlier than had asked because i knew that they didn't mind. Climbing into the drivers seat of my truck, i started it up and began to back out of my driveway. As i drove away from my house and onto the highway, i saw something pass in the forest out of the corner of my eye. Squinting, i could see that it was a few werewolves. Probably Jake checking to make sure that i was okay. The wolves stopped at the treaties border and i shook my head, pressing the gas pedal harder so i could disappear from the conflict faster. The Cullens house soon began to come into few and i smiled, pulling up into the driveway. I got out and closed my trucks door carefully, knowing that it was old and not wanting to break it. I walked up the gravel drive way and knocked. No one answered for a few seconds...huh. Weird. I waited a few seconds longer before reaching my hand up onto the door and finally grabbed the key, unlocking the door. I put the key back into its place before walking inside. I checked the whole house besides upstairs, not wanting to check their bedrooms because that would be an invasion of privacy. No one was here...eh maybe they all went hunting. Sighing, i sat at the kitchen counter and grabbed an apple out of the bowl of fruit Esme always had ready for me. I took a bite into it and looked around the house as i chewed. Why did they even have bedrooms with beds if they never sleep. I let my mind work through that thought before finally coming to the conclusion that the only thing they probably used the beds were was for sex. Sex with Edward...I felt my cheeks flame a bright red as i thought about my lover. My thoughts were interrupted, though, by a shout from upstairs.
"Oh god, Edward!" Dropping the apple, I ran upstairs and made my way to Edwards room. I opened the door and saw nothing. I checked all of the rooms and it wasn't until i peeked into Rosalies room that i saw Edward ontop of Rosalie. The shock hadn't kicked in yet until i stepped away from the door and slowly walked downstairs, not wanting them to hear me. I grabbed my keys from the counter and wiped my eyes as i made my way to the door. Being too late, i saw the rest of the family barge in through the door. i quickly averted my eyes, Alice walking gracefully over to me.
"Bella, what's wro-" She stoppped as the moaning from the two upstairs made its way downstairs. Alice tried to drag me out of the house before i saw Emmett run up the stairs. I collapsed as soon as i was at the bottom of the stairs outside. Alice wrapped her arms around me and held me as i continued to cry. She tried to calm me down before finally calling Jasper outside to soothe me with waves of calmness.
"But i wanna help with the fight," Jasper whined from inside. Alice glared towards the house.
"Jasper!" She growled. He was outside within the same second. The moment he looked at me he sent waves of calmness to me. It helped a bit but not much. Next, Esme came out and hugged me. I sniffed, trying to act strong around her.
"You can stay with us sweetie. You can sleep in..." She let the sentence fade before she could say Edward's room. I now saw Emmett walk out into the yard. I looked at him and our eyes met. We both could see the hurt in each others eyes. Shaking his head, he walked over to me and scooped me into his arms. I wanted to protest, but I didn't have the strength; mentally or physically. He carried me past everyone in the living room and began walking up the stairs.
"Bella it's not what it seems," the all too familiar voice said. Emmett tightened his grip on me and turned around to face Edward.
"Don't talk to her, don't talk to me. You either." He looked at Rosalie, her gaze down at the floor. I had made the mistake to look up at Edward to only see his hair a mess. It was probably from the sex. Sighing, Emmett walked us to his room and set me down on his bed. I looked up at him as he closed the door.
"Dont worry," he said. "I'm staying right here. We both need someone." He was right. I had been thinking that i was the only one hurting when really, it was both of us. He climbed onto the bed and laid beside me, pulling me to him. I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. For some odd reason...Emmetts arms felt perfect around me. The last thing i heard before my body drifted into the wonderful world of sleep was Emmett.
"We'll be okay," he murmured as he ran his fingers through my hair. He was right; we would be okay.