A wave of agony hit me in the chest. I fell to my knees as I wrapped my arms around myself.
I just wanted to feel whole again. I was broken.
Broken; into pieces. The hole in my chest was threatening to collapse in on itself. I squeezed my arms tight around me as my breath started to heave.
Agony. Despair. Loss. Desperation. Rejection.
Rejection. Terror began to rise up like ice in my throat. No one wanted me. No one would ever want me. Who was I to ever deserve to be loved? Alice. My Alice. She could not still be here. She must not love me. I was not loved. The block of ice began to melt, it flowed through my body, but never got smaller; the pain would not decrease. It was a constant flux of ice cold agony.
I exploded outward. This was too much to bear. My emotions slammed into those nearest to me. I felt Alice, Emmett, and Rosalie fall onto the ground next to me.
I forced my eyes to open.
Emmett was the closest to me. His large hands had burrowed two holes into the ground. He gripped the earth with all his might as he held his eyes shut. His face was contorted in a look I had never seen on him.
Rosalie lay on the ground next to Emmett. Her whole body shuddered as she tried to gasp in the cold air. As if breathing would help.
And Alice; she lay unmoving. Her face was masked with the darkest shade of grief. She looked as if she had given up on life, death had come for her. Brutally.
The sight of Alice caused my shattered heart to break even more; I hadn't thought that would be possible. I groaned as I forced my feelings back into my body. I began to shake again, this was too much and I didn't know how to stop it.
I felt myself being dragged away; I glanced up to see Emmett pulling me determinately away from there. He pulled me into the woods with Alice and Rosalie in his wake.
We finally reached a place of peace. I could no longer feel Bella.
Bella.
Shock was the dominant feeling in the air. She thought he did not love her. He must have told her he did not love her. Alice snarled in disbelief. How could he do that to her?
All four of us looked in horror at the small house in the clearing. I looked away from it as I turned my focus to my family. They all looked pale with grief, the back of my mind registered the irony of that thought as the front of my mind balked over the fact that my sub-conscious was trying to be humorous.
Rosalie turned her head in anguish and buried her head in Emmett's chest. He wrapped his arms around her and glared into nothingness as he massaged her back lovingly. I had never seen Rosalie so broken before. She was heaving for air as her whole body shook. Emmett tightened his grip on her as his face began to take on a furious expression. I tested the air around them; Rosalie was still remembering the rejection that had emanated off of Bella, and Emmett was simply furious that now Rose was hurting just as much as Bella was. Rose and Bella, his wife and his breakable little sister, and he could do nothing about it. I realized with a jolt that this must bring back memories for her from her human life.
"I'll kill him," Emmett snapped.
"No," Rosalie said abruptly with a furious expression her face. The change in her emotions was startling. "Leave him to me."
"Rose…" he warned.
"He's mine," She hissed; and with that she turned on the spot and stormed off towards the car.
Hey. :-) Again, thank you guys for reading. Please let me know what you think, especially of this chapter, it's the main reason that I wrote this story so I want to give it justice. And just fyi, there will be one more chapter to this particular story.