A/N: well hey guys, chapter two last chapter I said I'd think about writing in someone else's POV, but I decided that Bella really hadn't had the chance to express her thoughts on the whole situation, and aren't we all told everything looks different after we sleep on it?:) I hope this is ok
Bella's POV
I woke to the sound of pounding on my door. What the hell? Couldn't I have at least five damn minutes peace? Grumbling about the injustice of the whole damn universe, I stumbled out of bed, grabbing my robe on the way downstairs. I shivered as my bare feet made contact with the cold hardwood floor, making goose bumps race up my arms and tighten my scalp. Freaking winter jitters.
As the insistent pounding of my front door at this completely ungodly hour steadily pushed my mood towards, what my dad calls, 'bitch mode', I suddenly remembered that Edward had left "for my own good". Dickhead. And this asshole at the door at six in the bloody morning was gonna hear all about my bad mood. Throwing the front door open, I had just opened my mouth to bitch at whomever was there about social calls being completely unacceptable at this time in the morning, when stone cold arms wrapped around me and squeezed that tight my feet lifted off the ground. Only Emmett would come over at this ridiculous time, forgetting of course that I was human and needed to sleep.
"Emmett," I squeaked "put me down." And that, unfortunately, is exactly what he did. Rather unceremoniously might I add, causing me to land flat on my ass. I looked up at him quirking my brow and he grinned sheepishly at me before leaning down and simply picking me up as if I weighed nothing. That was really annoying actually. I wasn't a doll.
"Sorry little sis." He said grinning at me the whole time. Unfortunately, Emmett's grin was as infectious as the pox, so I soon found myself grinning right along with him, even though I wanted to stay mad that he'd dragged my sorry ass out of bed at six a.m.
"What do you want that couldn't have waited another two hours Emmett?" I grumbled, knowing he could hear me just fine. Somewhere in the back of my mind I realised I was being very inhospitable. The very back though. With what Alice had said yesterday running through my mind all night I hadn't really had the chance to get a goodnights sleep. And it was obviously showing to Emmett who looked at me speculatively, before throwing me over his shoulder and simply bounding up the stairs, before laying me on my bed. He even covered me with a blanket, before sitting down beside me as I gave an indignant huff. His laughter boomed around my room, bouncing on the walls, amplifying it. Thank god Charlie was on early shifts or I'd have some serious explaining to do. As it was he just got a glare, which thankfully shut him up.
"Bells, I'm really sorry. If I'd known what that idiot was gonna do I swear, I would have kicked his ass so bad!" I just sat there looking at him, not really sure what to say. Obviously Emmett thought I was upset over Edward, and if I were being honest, if I weren't so damn pissed at him I probably would be. But what is there to miss in a complete control freak, really? I was kinda happy that I'd be getting my own life back, but I was sad and confused as to Alice's behaviour, but I'd learned early on that you never bet against Alice. If leaving is what she needed to do, who was I to stop her?
Sighing I looked at the devastatingly handsome face of the man I call brother.
"Emmett, in all honesty I'm not too upset about Edward. I'm more upset about Alice, and what this will do to your family, than his leaving. I mean I can't force him to stay with me, and nobody can be forced to love another. So it's probably for the best that he left. Alice obviously has her own reasons, and who are we to bet against the future seeing little pixie?" god, that was a lot of heavy right there, it was only six in the morning. But thinking about calling Emmett brother and emotions and whatnot, had me thinking of Jasper. I was sad that he was gone, because in the last few months we had made a real progress in our relationship. I mean don't get me wrong, we were constantly watched, but we had been getting there, without any outside influence either! I'd taken to calling him my brother a while ago, but it was only recently that Jasper had called me his sister. Well at least out loud and to me. I was going to miss him; his calming influence, his southern charm and his daringness. He had a lot more spunk than Edward but was more clever, tactical, about it than Emmett. Which made his fun all the more appealing, and it usually went undiscovered and it became a private joke between the two of us. I really was going to miss him.
"Really? Well, I can't say I'm surprised. I can, however, say that Esme is just about dying to see you, little sis. Carlisle is trying to hide it, but it's not going too well. They don't want to lose you as a daughter, just because of what Edward did. Surprisingly, Rose is waiting to see if you're holding up ok." Shocked, I glanced up, but his eyes were sincere. Apparently Rose really was interested in my wellbeing.
Wow, I had to wonder why. I mean she'd made it pretty clear that she had a strong dislike for me from the moment we met. Hell, before we'd even met. I didn't even want to consider what might have changed her mind about me, because I'd probably just hurt myself trying to think like Rose.
"Ok, Emmett. I'll come over after eight o'clock. I am only human after all, I do need sleep. But tell Esme that I will be there." I looked up at him, and couldn't help myself. Throwing my arms around his neck, I buried my face in his broad shoulder.
"Thanks for coming to check up on me big brother." Though the words were mumbled because of his shoulder, being a vampire, he still heard me. He stroked my hair, for once being serious in a situation.
"Anytime little sister." And then he was gone.
Damn vampires.
A/N ok well there it is chapter two finished. I promise, next chapter will be in someone else's POV. Until then, see ya!:)
