Chapter 1; Prologue

(My first twilight fanfic, I'm excited. This will certainly be different than my usual, so please, lemme know if I can better the story in any way by leaving reviews.)

My name is Avery & I'm only 19 years old, physically, anyway. I have seen many horrors in my life. From the death of my parents and baby sister, by my own hand, to being betrayed by my own best friend & former soulmate...a feat not even the most emotionally stable people can survive. But, I wonder...will all these things change when Emmett invites me to come join his family?

"No." I said sternly. Emmett frowned at me.

"Why not? Not like you have anywhere else to go." Emmett said. He must've seen my face because I scowled at him and he muttered 'sorry' half heartedly. Sadly, he was right. I had nowhere else to go & trust me when I say I would be there. Emmett & I haven't spoken in years, 10 to be exact. We had this big fallout over Rosalie, & I truely hope this isn't his way of trying to make ammends.

"Emmett, your unstable..."

"How so?"

"Your brash, angry, a little too wilded up-"

"And your a cynical, dark, pretentious little douchebag that likes to reject anyone willing to make you feel better."

"...I have a right to those feelings."

"For all eternity though?"

"No, just until I get over it."

"You hold grudges...for quite a long time. 100 bucks says that you're still mad at that one time."

"Emmett you broke several of my ribs and then threatened to take the life of my fiance'"

"Oh right, the one that screwed you over for your best friend right?" Point, Emmett.

"Regardless of the why, you did it. There are much simpler and easier ways to tell someone." Emmett let loose a rough sigh inbetween my sentence, & quickly began his typical retort.

"Well, how bout next time I just let you get your heart crushed."

"It'd be better than you crushing my ribs."

"You called Rosalie a bitch." He growled, now annoyed.

"...After she slapped Eclaire."

"It doesn't matter!" He roared, grabbing me by the shoulders, shaking me.

"Never talk to her that way, EVER! Your lucky I left you alive!" he said, slamming me against a tree. Typical Emmett...always first to throw a punch, even when everything is under control.

"See what I mean?" He dropped me, & huffed his anger off.

"Sorry...I didn't mean to it's just-"

" 'I have anger issues." " I mocked in his own deep husky voice. He made a sort-of have frown smile face, only smiling because of my accurate mimicry of his voice.

"Alright, so maybe I do. But don't let that stop you from a better life man."

"Cut the bromance act, Emmett. We aren't like that anymore."

"UGGHH! There is no getting through to you is there?"

"Nope."

"Stubborn little prick."

"Yep." I said walking away. Can you honestly say that you would've joined up with the Cullen's?

"Emmett? Emmett? Where are you, come one we have to get back home!" a sweet, velvety smooth sounding voice chimed. Now who on earth is that? I quickly turned around to check on who it may be. I didnt see a face or anything, but her presence was very clear. I knew she was close by. Emmett sighed in my direction, and threw his arms out in question: 'you coming?' the gesture said. I hesitated. Damn my insatiable curiousity. But, why try and follow a voicr who's face may not even be as sweet. But, what if it was sweeter? I had to know."

"...fine, let's go" I muttered so that only Emmett can hear. He gave a boyish smile and ran off in the oppisite direction, yelling to the voice about my new residency at the Cullen's house. Way to go douchebag, you didn't even tell your own family. This freaking pretty voice had better be worth it. And with that, I truddged off, into his direction.