I don't particularly like how Jacob's story ended up…so this is…my version.
Adieu - Emma
In life, there are very few things that make sense but we never ponder to ask why they don't make sense. We don't question why it rains or why the sky is blue. We don't question simple things like that. But if some traumatic experience occurs we start questioning everything about that situation – why did this happen to me? What do I need to do in order to fix this situation? What will happen now? And if we just sit back and stop asking the big questions then the answers will come by themselves. So, Bella decided as she stood in front of a flickering violet neon sign that read 'Hello There' that she would let the answers come to her tonight.
The request had been simple enough. Edward had, in a roundabout way, asked if the human would do him a huge favor. All she had to do was travel down to Oregon and seek out an old friend of his named Emma. She wasn't given much detail about the woman except an address and a name. When Bella asked the vampire what she looked like, his answer surprised her a bit. He smiled gently and said, "Emma is one of those rare people in the world that just gives off a certain…glow. You'll know it when you see her." The juvenile inside Bella flamed with jealousy but she knew from the tone in his voice that he spoke of her like a longtime friend and not a longtime lover. So she politely took the scribbled piece of paper and made a flying trip to Oregon.
The house was easy enough to find for it stuck out like a sore thumb. The Victorian architecture screamed a gothic flair until Bella spotted the bright neon sign hanging over the balcony that announced that this house was indeed a club. The loud saxophone wailed out a fast beat jazz song and although the windows were covered with thick black drapes, Bella could tell that the club was filled to capacity tonight. She tapped on the door, not expecting anyone to answer but a pair of deep red eyes met the eager chocolate ones in an instant. The girl seemed out of place amongst the dark backdrop with her loose blonde ringlets and her virginal white dress. But her attitude was the opposite.
"No humans allowed. Piss off." Bella stuck her foot in the doorway so it wouldn't close all the way.
"I'm here to see Emma. She's supposed to be expecting me." The vampire girl smiled and widened the opening. Bella felt a little uneasy by the simper.
"I didn't know that it was her feeding period already." She waved a hand towards the inside of the club and the human set forth to find the stranger known as Emma.
A large stage protruded from the wall and housed a small jazz/blues band of sorts. Alice had mentioned to her that Emma missed her hometown of New Orleans and adopted the band as her own little groupies who followed her from town to town. Every now and then she would have to dump them off but she would always come back for them. A small bar was tucked into a corner and the bartender seemed to be one of a few humans within the confines of the house. With the exception of a few small black café tables scattered throughout the smoky room, the rest of the floor was intended for the dancers of the club. Bella sped up her pace and located a set of grand stairs that led up to the second floor. It was much more of a laid back bohemian scene with dimmed orbs of light hanging from random parts of the ceiling. Ornate rugs littered the wooden floor and various velvet couches were perched in different corners. The people on this floor were holding onto glass flutes rather than cheap shot glasses.
Bella gripped the wrought iron railing and followed its lead into the many rooms on that floor. Occasionally she would spot the overheated session of a couple giving into temptation but she would excuse herself and move on to the next doorway. She shook her head in disbelief every time. None of the rooms had doors connected to them and therefore had no privacy.
Finally, the brown eyed human spotted a narrow staircase hidden within the confines of a slightly opened hallway closet. A plain wooden door stood at the top and a soft light poured from the small crack left by someone's forgetfulness to close the door all the way. Bella took a big gulp of air and headed up towards the room. Her heart seemed to speed up and she prayed that one of crimson eyed vampires from downstairs wasn't taking up residence in the mystery room.
"Hello", she asked quietly as she opened the door. Elvis Presley could be heard from the old record player in the corner and numerous candles were lit throughout the room. Antique furniture took up the most space, their white paint chipping from years of rough love. A large bed was nestled into a corner, its soft lavender comforter shadowed by sheer white mosquito nets. A glamorous chandelier hung from the center of the room, adding to the wonderful old world charm of the bedroom. Bella secretly wondered to herself if Rhett Butler was going to burst out of the bathroom and announce his love for his Scarlett. But instead, there was a creak from a door behind her and a velvety smooth voice spoke up.
"Can I help you?" The voice was sweet like a mature wine and laced with a Southern accent that rolled off the tongue like a fine Cognac. Bella whirled around to find herself face to face with one of the most beautiful women she had ever laid eyes upon. Long hair the color of warm whiskey flowed down her back in contrast to the porcelain skin and vivid green eyes that pierced Bella's chest when she looked at her. She was incredibly tall and curvy in all the places that men like. Her small pink lips curved into a deliciously devilish smile when she caught the human off guard. She was quickly at Bella's side, her nose running up the length of her hair. "You're Edward's woman." Her Kelly green eyes turned into snake like slits. "I know why you're here and you can tell the coward that if he wants me to leave he'll have to come get me himself." She was about to turn and head back into the bathroom when she suddenly froze and stared at the door leading into the bedroom. The thin slits were now wide with surprise as the door opened and Edward Cullen filled the entryway.
"Consider it done, Emma." Bella could feel the heat emanating from the vixen's skin but she smiled coolly and moseyed her way to a rickety old rocking chair and melted into the chair's comfort, draping her legs over the arm. The rose colored fabric of long skirt slid down her pale legs and Bella shifted her weight uncomfortably.
"I'm a little insulted Edward. Sending a human to do your dirty work…" Her long lashes fluttered against the apple of her cheeks as she closed her eyes. She was obviously toying with the vampire.
"I was hoping you would come willingly of Bella was here. You two have a lot in common." Emma's eyes shot open but her anger wasn't directed at the human.
"I am nothing like that weak human being!" Her voice was low and every syllable seemed to growl beneath the venom of the words. Edward sighed loudly. His patience was growing thin.
"Emma, the Volturi hunters are on your trail." Emma scoffed at the mention of the most powerful name in the vampire world. She had closed her eyes once again but her features were straining to appear relaxed and Bella caught the slight scrunch in her eyebrows at the mentioning of the Volturi. A single emerald orb opened and scanned Edward's forlorn face just as the King finished 'Little Sister'. The human thought that she would continue throwing a fit but instead, she calmly got up and rummaged through her closet for an old traveling trunk. She then asked them to wait downstairs while she packed but not before the vampire made her promise three different times that she wouldn't try to bolt out the window. She nodded solemnly and the two lovers scurried out of her room.
Outside, Bella crossed her arms and made Edward tell her exactly was the point of this whole trip was. He tucked a chunk of loose hair behind his love's ear and grinned.
"Emma can sense me miles away. The only thing that blocks it is her anger and I knew that sending a human to deliver her would just burn her buns, for lack of better words." It made sense enough. It would have to do for now because they could hear the scrape of the trunk being slid over the pavement followed by a loud thud of the trunk being tossed into the back of the truck. Emma didn't speak but instead climbed into the passenger side of the older model truck. Bella and Edward quickly followed suite with the vampire behind the wheel. Before he started the giant gasoline eating monster, he leaned over the wheel and spoke to Emma.
"It won't be that bad, Emma." She didn't even answer him with a look. A pair of cushioned buds was pushed into her ears as music blasted from an iPod.
To the naked eye, it just looked like a girl pouting from losing a tantrum. But to Bella's keen senses, she could tell that the woman sitting beside her staring out of a window now spotted with the first drops of rain wasn't pouting at all. Her heart was breaking into a million pieces and there wasn't a soul nearby that could even begin to pick up the parts.