All hell broke loose. Oh, the delicious irony of that last statement! Harden up, Emmett. Don't take your eye off the ball. I can do this, I told myself sternly, but did I believe myself? Because if I couldn't believe myself, who could I believe?

Rosalie gasped, "No, Edward!" she hissed dangerously, her angelic blue eyes narrowing in disbelief. She was looking less and less like an angel as the seconds ticked by. "You're wrong! Emmett loves me, don't you darling?"

I forced myself to stand up taller and pushed my shoulders down so that I looked calmer than I felt, "Actually…" I began, leaving her to fill in the blanks in this equation. It shouldn't be too hard for a beauty like her.

Esme looked at me hard then, "Are you sure?" she asked, turning to question Edward. The man in question shrugged helplessly.

"I read minds. Of course I'm sure."

Carlisle was obviously disappointed in me. He shook his head at me slowly, before turning back to Bella.

"Edward, she's waiting," he called out softly.

Rosalie drew in a quick breath, "And you're still going to change her?" she demanded of Edward, "So that they can spend even more time together?!"

I tensed at that. There was no way Bella was staying a human because of me and that was the end of it. But to my relief Edward put an end to my worries by staring at her coolly and saying, "Emmett wouldn't dare."

I was thinking about the day we were properly introduced to Bella. Gawking at her across the school cafeteria didn't really count. It was when Edward brought her home with him and of course, with Alice's mind reading talents and us all being vampires, we were expecting her. She was just as nice as I had expected her to be, as Edward had made her out to be. In fact she was even nicer, prettier and smelled far better than I had thought possible. She was possibly the loveliest person I had ever seen, which was when I first realized that what I felt for her was not going to go away. That it wasn't just a passing fancy, a trifle. When I realized I was serious about her, I came down hard on myself. I knew and had seen by then how much Edward cared about her and I knew he would be upset - a major understatement - if I muscled in on 'his girl' or Bella, as she was called.

Isabella Swan - a gorgeous name for an equally stunning girl. She hated being called Isabella however, and preferred Bella.

I wasn't in the first group of us that met her at the door. I was with Rosalie because she hated Bella madly and passionately. Although she had never met Bella, her animosity towards her was fuelled by her jealousy. She had originally been brought into the family intended for Edward, but he had never had any interest in her. So she was jealous that an average looking human could catch and hold his eye, but not her. She was also jealous of Bella because she was a human, and I guess we all were a little. And with my infatuation with Bella, I thought it was best that I stayed away under the pretence of keeping Rosalie company.

Of course, Edward just had to ask Jasper and I for advice, his dilemma being that he found Bella's blood irresistible. I made up some lie about it happening twice and that one time I killed the offending girl. I was surprised he believed me - I would have thought that he would see through such a blatant lie easily. But I guess he had a lot on his mind at the time, what with his Bella problem.

The first time she spoke to me, I discovered what a beautiful and melodic voice she possessed. I felt like I could have listened to her voice forever when she said to me, "Hello Emmett. I've heard so much about you."

"All good, I hope?" I had replied teasingly, trying to draw myself away from her.

You see, it wasn't so much her scent that drew her to me, but her irresistibility and charisma. She had this ability to hold the attention of everyone around her, and I was no exception.

"Yeah. Edward says you hunt like a bear," she said cautiously, obviously not wanting to overstep her human boundaries with me. I recognized this, and so did not let myself become offended by anything she said that a vampire that didn't know her would be angered at. Not that she didn't try, though. When she talked to any of us, it felt like she wanted to say more but was scared to in case she said something wrong and upset us.

I laughed then, to put her at some ease. I was slightly irritated that Jasper wasn't around to pacify and comfort her a bit more, but I understood that meeting Bella needed to be done naturally so we understood who she was and how she reacted to us really.

"Well, he can hardly talk, seeing as he hunts like a lion," I said.

"Yes, he told me that," she quipped, "I hear you like grizzly best."

I remember thinking that the conversation was shaping up to be an extremely weird one. She seemed to think along the same lines.

"Well, this is a little awkward."

I laughed again, but this time it was because I found her comment funny. "So what's your favourite?"

She put a finger to her chin in mock-thought, "I think I like Edward best."

And that was when it all became final. I knew from that moment that I had no chance with Bella because it was clear to me that she was as devoted to Edward as he was to her. As I stood there with her, my heart slowly sinking with disappointment and regret, I locked away my heart from her and anyone else.

"Wait!" Bella called to Edward as he bent over her once more. He straightened.

"What's up, Bella?"

She hesitated. I could see indecision and determination flitting across her face - obviously he wasn't going to like whatever was going to come out of her mouth next.

"I need to talk to Emmett first - alone."

I swallowed. The sound, to me, was incredibly loud and reverberated in the suddenly silent room.

"YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Rosalie screamed angrily, clawing at Bella's lovely face with her flawless fingernails. Somehow she had found her way to the bed where Bella was lying, now lifting her arms to try and defend herself from the onslaught.

"HE'S MINE!" She yelled again. Rosalie looked completely insane, extremely different from the Rosalie I knew; in all the time I had known her, I had never seen her lose control like this before. "YOU STEALINIG, LYING BITCH!"

I moved suddenly and instinctively to protect Edward's girl. Rosalie shrieked as she felt my large arms pick her up and haul her away from Bella, but all the vampire strength in the world wouldn't have been able to stop me; I was a man possessed, possessed by love and hatred towards these two women.

"Rosalie!" Carlisle's sharp rebuke stopped her cold. She froze as she realized where she was and what she had done.

Her eyes met mine as she looked up at me; her saviour and yet her entrapper.

"Why don't you love me anymore?" she whispered, her eyelashes beating double time against her eyelids, "What does she have that I don't?"

"Rose," I began helplessly, unable to meet her gaze any longer, "Love is unpredictable and I can't control who I fall in love with. Remember, I am just a lusty male twenty year old vampire."

"Then it's true! All of it!" she gasped, outraged, "I hate you, Emmett Cullen! I hate you and Bella and I hate stupid Forks and why am I a bloody monster anyway?!" The last part was directed at Carlisle, as she looked at him venomously as she said it.

"I'm sorry, Rose."

She slapped me then, a bright red handprint bloomed suddenly on my unsuspecting face.

"And I'm leaving - for good!"

Alice breathed hollowly in the silence that followed, "No you're not, Rosalie Hale." Her voice was icy cold and left no room for argument.

"And how exactly are you going to stop me?" she challenged, her eyes flashing rebelliously as she countered Alice's argument.

"It's not just me," Alice added, "It's all of us. You're a part of who we are and you're a part of our family. So no, you won't leave us."

Rosalie looked around the room at the rest of us, examining our faces.

"And who else feels this way?" she inquired.

"Me," I put in firmly, snarling slightly at her hurt expression.

"And me," Esme said softly.

"I do," Jasper added, flashing her a smug look.

"You know how I feel, Rosalie," Carlisle stated calmly, with a voice of authority that quelled any argument.

"Edward?" She asked stiffly, sounding defeated.

"You're staying."

"I'm leaving," she argued fiercely.

"You'll have to get through all of us first," I growled harshly. She must be desperate if she was arguing with Edward of all people, I thought.

"Well we're over," she said bleakly, "I hope you're happy."

"Rose-" I started. This was going too far.

"I'm getting a divorce."

"But-"

She exhaled heavily, "How can I stay married to you when I know that you love someone else?"

And I guess she was right. That this had to go ahead, I mean. But there was no way in hell any of us were about to let her leave us and that was final.

"I really am sorry," I admitted, feeling my arms hanging loosely and limply at my sides. I felt terrible for doing this to her.

"Sure you are. Well, to hell with you, Emmett Cullen! I'm through with you and you're the one who's missing out here, not me!" She replied snappily, putting one hand on my chest and pushing me away. I sighed.

"This is all your fault," I said exasperatedly to Edward. He shook his head at me.

"You fell in love with my girl. How's that my fault?"

He was right. "But she didn't have to know. Neither of them did." I was stalling; we both knew it.

"Would you rather not have told them ever, and harboured a secret infatuation for Bella?" Edward challenged. Again, he was right. Why was it he was always right?

I didn't reply - that told him my answer.

"So you admit I'm right," he gloated, a smug look flitting across his face.

"Well don't expect me to say thank you."

He smiled ruthlessly, "I don't."

So how did you like that? Rather dramatic, I thought, but I guess a secret love scandal is a pretty big deal for them, especially since Emmett and Rosalie have been together for ages. Well, I expect lots of reviews again for this chapter!

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