A/N: a big big thanks to those who reviewed, you guys rock! =) im sorry for the delay in updating, i had exams going on. i wrote this chapter in a hurry cuz ive got a peper tommorow but i hope it holds your interest long enough till the next one. =)Chapter 9-


I stormed inside the house and straight up the stairs, not caring where Emmett was at this point. I ran straight to Edward's room and inhaled deeply as soon as I entered. The familiar smell of Edward made me feel better instantly. I was really missing him now it felt as if he'd been gone forever. I comforted myself with the thought that he would be back tomorrow.

There was a knock on the door followed by Emmett's voice calling out, "Bella?"

I went to the door and pulled it opened "What?" I asked him sharply, though I wasn't mad at him for not helping me up off the ground, I didn't want to show him he was forgiven either.

But Emmett didn't seem to think anything was wrong, he grinned as usual and asked in a mischievous voice "Do you wanna play Basketball with me?"

I stared at him in shock, aware that my mouth was slightly open, "Me?" I asked in a dumbfounded voice, "You're asking me to play basketball with you? Dear God Emmett! Do you have any idea what you're asking?"

Emmett laughed, "Of course silly! Now C'mon, you wanna play or not? Or do you have something better to do?" he asked peeking over my shoulder into the room.

I sighed, he was right, I didn't have anything better to do and basketball, however torturous it may be, would help me kill time. "okay," I agreed much to Emmett's delight.

"That's what I'm talkin' about!" he exclaimed.

I shook my head as I followed him back outside the house, an orange ball in his hand. I kept eyeing it, thinking how I was going to hold it in my hand.

"Where are we going to play?" I asked him, trudging to keep up with his long strides. He was headed into the fields behind the Cullen's house.

"There's a small court just round…here." He said, coming to halt in a clearing. There were two very rusty basketball nets set in opposite corners of the court. I looked at the size of them in awe. How someone could get a ball through a hoop that tall was beyond me.

"Okay," Emmett said going to stand in the middle of the court and turning to look at me, "I think I'll teach you a little before starting a game…well, actually, it wont be a real game, just to see who can make the most shoots." He winked at me.

I glared right back "You know you'll win Emmett." I told him through gritted teeth. He shrugged and beckoned me to come over to him. I obliged, trying my best not to trip and fall.

Emmett helped me get a feel of the ball, telling me how to hold it and dribble it. I felt like a complete idiot. I kept losing control of the ball while dribbling, one second I would be hitting it on the ground, next, it would be rolling off in another direction. Emmett would retrieve it within mili seconds, he seemed to be enjoying this, a lot.

Emmett tried to get me to dribble while I ran. That didn't turn out to be so good, not one instant passed when I didn't fall. It was highly embbaressing, I would start by dribbling first, putting all my concentration into not losing control of the ball, then I would start running while dribbling. It would be okay for the first few seconds after which I would accidentally move ahead of the ball and would trip over it and collapse to the ground.

Emmett laughed but not once offered to help me up. I was missing Edward more than ever now. I glared up at him from where I had tripped.

"Remind me why I'm doing this again."

He laughed, "Oh c'mon Bells! Get up. We'll try shooting hoops now."

I got up, dusting my jeans as I did. "I don't think that's such a good idea Emmett, maybe we should just go back." I said grudgingly.

Emmett made a baby face at me, "So soon? But you haven't even tried shooting hoops yet Bella! Please?" he looked at me with big baby eyes. I rolled my own.

"Fine." I grumbled.

He seemed pleased. "Now watch me closely" he said as he stood in the centre of the court, ball held in one hand, the other hand supporting it. He raised his the balls of his feet and threw the ball all in one swift motion. The sound of metal chains clicking as the ball went through the hoop echoed throughout the field.

Emmett grinned as he retrieved the ball and handed it to me. "Your turn." He said.

I hesitated but took the ball from his hand. Slowly, I tried to imitate his actions, holding the ball in one hand and putting my other just as he had.

"NO Bella," came Emmett's disapproving voice, "That's not how you hold it! You're supposed to do it like this" he said taking my hand and placing it on the side of the ball. "Now shoot."

I did as he said and watched as the ball soared into the air, hit the hoop board and came bouncing back towards me, smacking me in the stomach. I doubled over as Emmett burst out laughing.

"THAT'S IT! IM GOING BACK!" I shouted, clutching my stomach.

Emmett couldn't stop laughing. When he did though, he tried to stop me. "One last try Bella, please!!!" he begged. I looked at him and sighed

"ONE last time." I said as he grinned, "don't know how that'll help but still." I took the ball from his hand and threw it towards the hoop, closing my eyes and bracing myself for another unexpected ball-attack. But the sound of metal chains had my eyes fly open.

"NO WAY!" I cried as the ball slid through the hoop and bounced dutifully back towards me. Emmett grinned.

"Told ya."

We played for a while after, me having become surprisingly more confident. Though Emmett crushed me in the game, I did manage to make a few more shots.

"I'm impressed Bella." He said as we headed back towards the house, "Edward's gone two days and already I made you a metal head and a sport lover…and Edward couldn't even get you into bed…shame." He said, shaking his head.

"Emmett!" I protested but he just laughed and swung his arm over my shoulder. We went back inside the house, just like I had wanted, it was almost late enough for me to go to sleep. I decided to have something to eat first. All that running and jumping had me worn out.

I made myself a sandwich and joined Emmett in the lounge. He looked up from the sofa, beaming as I entered, munching on my dinner. He held up a box and as I went closer to see it I nearly dropped my sandwich.

"TWISTER? You want to play twister?!" I asked in shock. "First basketball now twister? Really Emmett…"

Emmett pouted, "If you can convince a vampire to bake brownies, I'm sure I could convince a human girl like you to play twister with a sexy guy like me." He winked.

I shook my head and plopped down on the couch. "Nope, sorry. Just not going to happen."

Emmett shrugged and sat down next to me, picking up the TV remote, "Well, if you'd rather have an alternative." He said flicking open the TV and switching to a familiar channel.

"EW Emmett! I just ate!" I protested reaching out to grab the remote control from his hand. He held it above his head.

"Will you play twister?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at me.

I shook my head "NO!"

"Then you'll have to put up with porn for tonight"

"EMMETTT!"

"No can do Bella, go on, tell Edward! I don't care."

"EMMMEEEETTTT!!!!" I cried punching his chest. "Fine!" I shouted, crossing my arms. "I'll play the damn game."

Emmett closed the TV and set up the game in seconds. It wasn't that bad, somehow Emmett managed to spin the wheel while not moving from his position on the mat whereas I wobbled like anything to keep in position. Finally, I couldn't handle it and collapsed on Emmett.

We both burst out laughing, Emmett sitting up and taking me with him. We collapsed onto the couch, me gasping for air, Emmett still shaking with laughter.

"That didn't turn out as planned did it?" Emmett laughed

"Actually, it was exactly as I had planned. I knew I wouldn't be able to stay on my feet…or hands that long."

"Well, it was fun while it lasted." Emmett joked.

We sat in silence for a few moments, I lay my head back against the sofa and closed my eyes, that is until I felt something fluffy hit my head. I looked up to see Emmett grinning, as usual, a fluffy white pillow in his hands. I grabbed a cushion from the couch and smacked him on his head. He aimed at me but I ducked under his arm and smacked him on his head again.

We continued fighting, I managed to get the pillow out of his hand but he returned seconds later with another. By the time I sank, exhausted onto the sofa, the lounge was scattered with feathers. I plucked a feather from behind Emmett's ear and handed it to him giggling.

"I'm tired."I told him. "I'd better get to bed." I finished, slapping his thigh and getting up.

"Do you want me to babysit you again tonight?" Emmett asked, "listen to you complain about me in your dreams?"

I blushed. "I'm fine" I said walking towards the stairs.

"I doubt it." I heard Emmett reply as he turned on the TV yet again. I rolled my eyes and went into Edward's room, changing into my pajamas. As I sank into bed, I let the comforting thought of Edward returning the following day, help drift me off to sleep.


A/N: As you can see...this story is coming to an end. tell me how you liked this chapter, ill be posting the last chapter soon enough. the quicker i get reviews, the more motivated i become =) thanks in advance.