Hey! I know it's been a while, but hey, I'm back. I think. Anyway - this is the re-written version of the EmbryXOC story, RHYME. The first version sucked to no end, and I hope this one is going to be more realistic.

What you need to know: this is post-BD. The Cullens have moved back to their mansion in Forks, and Nessie attends Port Angeles High. She's currently engaged to Jacob, and Mary is one of her school buddies.


Prologue


The fridge whooshed another breeze of cold air in my face as I dug myself inside it. The mixed scent of garlic and beef almost turned me off, almost discouraged me. My will built up inside me. You have to do this, Mary, I thought, you have to. Blood rushed through my veins and my trembling hand went in a little further. My breath caught in my throat, my heart doing leaps. The shiny, perfect brown beauty, hidden in the far corner of my disgusting brother's tiny fridge was definitely worth it. I could imagine it in my mouth, desolving, sending jolts of ecstasy through my body.

Finally, I was just an inch close. There it was: the moment of victory, of pure bliss.

"Mariah!"

I froze. Perfect timing, bro. Just plain perfect.

"What are you doing in my - oh," my annoying 11-year-old brother said once he stepped in his room. "Chocolate again? I thought we talked about this."

Shamefully, I dragged myself out of his room, silent. You see, I was on a diet. A chocolate-free diet. And me, being the chocoholic I was, couldn't resist the flaming desire inside me to calm myself with a soothing, large bite of this brown bliss. Today was just bad, and a bite wouldn't have made a huge difference to my diet as much as it would have to my happiness.

The day started out pretty smoothly - I woke up at seven sharp, jumped into my favorite skinny jeans and red sweater and walked to school. School was okay. Then I got home, and logged in to my accounts, and found a rather-disturbing e-mail from my beloved ex.

The last thing I needed was to open my e-mail to find this:

Dear Mary,

I'm going to find you. You can't just disappear and expect me to be okay with it, you know? You lied to me, you made me believe you were something you never were. You're going to pay for this, I promise you.