CH. 6
Voices...downstairs. It doesn't sound like Phil. Maybe he brought friends over, or Renee. Who knows. I stretch a bit and...THUNK. I fell. Out of the bed and onto the floor. "Ow!" Then the noises downstairs stopped, and I heard footsteps running up the stairs. A lot of footsteps...more than one person maybe?
I was pondering the likelihood of a horse running up the steps when the door to my room burst open and a guy flew into my room yelling something about an intruder. The fall really really hurt, and I'm still laying on the floor, clutching my sides. I looked up at the guy...Emmett, who was staring at me curiously and looking around the room at my stuff. I'm sure he's really confused by now. That's when I notice two guys staning behind him. One tall, but thin and musculat guy with blonde hair and blue eyes stood next to...a god. Bronze hair and chiseled features. Tall, but lanky. Cute! And piercing emerald green eyes. Wow. They all look confused.
"H-hey, Emmett, I'm not...an intruder. Scouts honor" I managed to breathe out. I even out up the three fingers when I said the honor part. I try to smile but it just hurts too much. He comes to me, and slowly helps me up to sit on the bed.
"Who-" Emmett is cut off by yelling from downstairs.
"ISABELLA!" It's Charlie. He comes running into my room appologising about not being here sooner. "There was an accident, I'm sorry, no one else could cover it." I look up at Emmett, who has a HUGE grin on his face.
"You...you're my sister?!" He seems happy about it.
"Yea. Hey, I'm Bella." He completely disregards my outstretched hand and hugs me. I couldn't stop the scream that escaped my lips. Poor Emmett looks horrified when he lets go of me. "My ribs! Are hurt! Sorry. Not our fault, just no hus for a while. Please." I don't want him to feel bad about hurting me.
"Oh! I'm so sorry. Really. Sorry!"
"No, Em. It's not your fault. I hurt myself when I fell too! The hug, just kinda made it worse. You couldn't have known. Um...where did your friends go?" I say as I notice it's now just the three of us. Charlie told us he sent them home. "We need to talk, just us. We'll be seeing them at dinner" Emmett got me some water so I could take some asprin while Charlie helped me down the stairs. We settled in the living room and...well talked! A lot! I told Emmett vague details about Renee's death. Basically, she died. He didn't push. Emmett said he was happy about me being there, even though "Mom's dead". I guess he can call her mom. She's Renee to me. He is just as in love with my car as Charlie, and we have some siliar music interests. The three of us talked for about 2 hours until Charlie asked me if I was okay with going to a friend's house for dinner. It's something they do about once a month, but they wouldn't mind cancelling if I didn't want to go. It seems like they really want me to be comfortable with them. I accepted and we all went upstairs to get ready. Charlie called this friend and asked them to set an extra plate for me. I think I like it here.
