Nothing is ever meant to end in tragedy, especially not a graduation party. I stood in a doorway watching as the other seniors ran through the hallways with their shaving cream and silly string vandalizing the campus. I would have joined in, but I didn't really know that many people in my class. Most of my friends were juniors because I had been pushed up a year.

Emmett ran by with his football friends, and before I could protest I was coved in pink goo.

"Thanks, really," I shook my arms as the goo slopped off.

"Lighten up, Ali!" Emmett threw his arm around my shoulders and led me out of the door.

"HEY!" Rose popped out of nowhere and under Emmett's other arm.

Emmett smiled brightly as Rose pecked him on the cheek.

"Alice! Are you going to party?" she asked excitedly.

"Egh, I'm not sure," I grumbled.

Emmett and Rose stopped suddenly, "The first and last party of the year, and you, Alice Cullen doesn't want to attend?" Rose said in shock.

I shrugged my shoulders, Emmett looked at me seriously.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course," I smiled back.

We were almost to the car, and Rose left to her BMW. Emmett and I jumped into his hummer, but he didn't start the car.

He looked over at me, "Are you sure your okay?"

A tapping at the window interrupted me.

James stood on the other side of the glass. Emmett glared out the window as I rolled it down.

James kissed my cheek, "Can you pick me up tonight, 7?"

"Sure," I murmured. James leaned in for a kiss.

"Okay! Time to go!" Emmett rolled up the window before he got anywhere near me.

We pulled out of the parking space, and sped out of the lot. Leaving James angrily standing in our parking space.

"Thanks again, Jerk!" I pouted.

Emmett sighed, "I don't like him."

In my mind I thanked him.

We pulled up to the Safeway grocery store, and he turned again to look at me. My sweater sleeve had risen up, and my arm was exposed.

"But, why-" He trailed off as he looked at me,

"Alice, what happened to you!" Emmett gasped.

He grabbed my arm, bruises lined up from my wrists to my shoulders.

Before he could say anything I butted in, "Oh, did I tell you I fell down the stairs today! Crazy Stuff!"

He took both my hands and looked straight into my eyes, "Alice, What happened?"

He watched me start to panic.

"It was an accident!" I blurted out.

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch!" I knew exactly whom he meant.

Rage like I had never seen before from him exploded, he hit the steering wheel making the car shake.

I jumped back into the corner of the seat, pulling my legs up. Emmett gripped the wheel tight, trying to calm down. After a few minutes, he turned his body to face me.

"How long?" he asked.

"Emmett it's really not-" he put his hand up.

"How long?" he asked again. I looked down at my shoes.

I whispered, "a year."

Emmett took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I started to shake, "I couldn't"

He looked defeated "God, I should of known."

Emmett hopped out of the car and walked around to my side, he opened my door and wrapped his arms around me.

By the time he had pulled me in for a hug, embarrassment had taken over me and I was sobbing into his shirt.

He kissed my head, "Alice, we need to call the police."

"No, no, no, no, you can't Emmett!" I stammered.

He silently moved away from me and shut my door; he jumped back into the drivers seat and started to drive home.

James would kill him. He told me he would.