A/N: This is just a really short exerpt of Emmett's thoughts. don't worry, he will get another chance to "speak". :)
Emmett's POV
I had to get out of the house. I couldn't take it anymore. Rosalie constantly at Edward's throat, Bella in pain…I wasn't so sure Rosalie was right anymore. After Bella had called her from Isle Esme, she came to me, explaining what was going on and that she wanted help Bella. I agreed with her. Mainly because I was happy she even wanted to help Bella. But also because I thought taking the baby out was wrong. I know, a vampire with morals.
But now…with the pain the baby was causing Bella, I didn't know. She was nothing more than a bag of bones. Her stomach bulged away from her body, almost grotesque in size. It was covered in bruises. The baby liked to kick apparently. It had broken one of her ribs already. Maybe, if this all worked out, I could one day teach my little niece or nephew how to play soccer.
The other problem was that Bella couldn't keep down food. Not that I blamed her. I had tried almost everything she was trying to eat, and it was disgusting. But Edward had explained to me that unlike vampires, Bella could die from lack of food. We were would weaken, but still live. Or unlive…whatever. This horrified me. What a horrible way to die.
I wanted Bella to be better. To be back to my blushing little sister. And for Edward to be back to normal Eddie. They were making all my sex jokes go to waste.
Jacob was fun though. After the pack decided that the baby was a threat, Jacob went AWOL. He started his own pack. The Cullen pack. Leah and Seth were the only other pack members, but it was enough. Jacob had more blonde jokes than I did, and was brave enough to say them. I normally just waited till I was around Eddie, and thought them. Rosalie hits harder than you would think.
But even with the added humor of Jacob, the house was tense. Bella was getting worse and worse. I condemned myself to staying though. I didn't want to run out on my little sister. She might need me.
Everyone else crowded around the hospital bed Bella was currenlt laying in. I tuned out their voices, and focused on my game. I was on a killing spree, sniping Nazis. I hate Nazis.
So you can understand how it shocked me to smell blood. I looked around widely, trying to identify the source. It was coming from the kitchen. I walked in there to find Rosalie pouring blood in cup. She explained that they were going to try giving this to Bella. This made sense. The baby was half vampire after all.
I followed her back to the bed, and watched as Bella took her first sip. I was really waiting for her to get sick. It was surprisingly gross when she threw up, but cool at the same time. To my amazement, she seemed to like the blood. Rosalie seemed to think that was good thing. She was getting really excited.
Maybe things would get better. I couldn't be sure though. Eddie was still super tense. I continued to watch as Bella finished the whole cup, and then another. She already looked better.
Jacob, however, looked disgusted. I didn't know why. According to Rose, he was the one who came up with the idea.
Soon, I got bored, and wandered back to kill more Nazis. I hate Nazis.