We left my mother's house two days later. Emmett pretended to be sick as an excuse to stay inside. Mom tried to coax him outside, telling him a little vitamin D would do him some good. But each time he would politely decline and go back to the guest room.

On the plane ride back home Emmett and I joked about how angry Charlie would be, but I had no idea what I had in store. It was barely morning when I walked in the door, but there he was, on high alert sitting on the edge of the sofa. As soon as he saw me he leaped up and hugged me.

"Bella, Bella, Bella..." He said over and over.

"I'm sorry, Dad."

He separated from me, suddenly full of anger instead of relief. He started screaming obscenities at me and to the empty rooms of the house. I was terrified. The only time I'd ever heard Charlie swear was when he cut his hand open on a hand on a fillet knife after a successful fishing trip.

"Do you have any idea what kind of hell you've put me through?" As he turned to me his voice was softer, but it still held the same intensity as before. "Not even a call, Bella. Not even a damn phone call. I went crazy just thinking about what could have happened to you."

"I'm sorry..." I couldn't look at him, I was too ashamed.

"After the last time you left in the middle of the night I thought you had learned your lesson not to scare me like that again. I know you're not stupid, Bella. You've got a brain in there somewhere." He lightly knocked on my head. "Just tell me what you were thinking."

I hesitated then answered as any teenager would, "I don't know." He didn't seem to like my answer.

"You know what," He started to lean back a little. "I'm not going to scream myself horse because that won't do either of us any good. I'm just going to tell you your punishment and you're not gunna say a damn thing, you got me?" I nodded my head. "Alright. First of all, your grounded. No friends, no cell phone, no laptop."

"For how long?"

"Until summer." I almost thought about objecting, but deep down I knew I deserved it and much much worse.

"And no truck."

"No truck?"

"Nope."

"How am I supposed to get to school?"

"I'm gunna drop you off in the mornings and I've worked out a deal with Billy so Jacob will pick you up and take you home." I wasn't entirely opposed to the idea, but I wasn't going to let Charlie know that.

"Okay."

He paused for a moment. "Alright, get on up to bed. You've got a weeks worth of school to make up."

I hit my forehead with my flat palm. I had completely forgotten about school.

"Yeah... Right."

And with an unexpected slam of Charlie's bedroom door, the house was still again. To be honest, I hadn't missed home that much. Jacksonville had a little my heart, but Emmett had the whole thing. Emmett!

I ran up to my room where I knew he would be and indeed found him there sitting at my desk.

"Hi."

"Hi." I whispered, tucking my hair nervously behind my ear.

"You okay? Charlie seemed..."

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He nodded his head and his eyes sunk to his palms, which he was rubbing together.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't want to upset you." He said, not raising his gaze.

"You won't upset me." I tried to speak in a comforting tone, but it came out wrong. Harsh.

After a long moment of hesitation he said, "I... I just don't feel right about this whole Jacob deal. Him taking you to school, it just doesn't sit right with me."

"Not this again..." I groaned.

"See! You're upset."

"I'm not upset, I just don't see why-"

"Bella, he is dangerous."

"More dangerous then you?" His face turned sour and sad. He stood up and walked over to me.

"Edward-"

"Stop, really. Just don't."

"No, listen to me." He grabbed my face with both hands. "Edward is a coward. He left to protect you, knowing that you would only get hurt by something else. He thinks that that is the strongest kind of love; to leave for the sake of your partner's safety and happiness. It's not, Bella. It's standing right there with them, guarding them yourself. Protecting them at your own hand. Edward would have left you now, but I'm not Edward. I won't die for you, Bella. I'm gunna live for you."

"What does that have to do with Jacob?" I asked.

"He's 16, Bella. He's a kid. I know he loves you, but he loves you like a 16 year old kid would. He wants to hold your hand, tell you that you're pretty and hold you when you cry."

"What's so wrong with that?" He seemed taken back by my words.

"Nothing."

"I still don't know what you're getting at..."

"Never mind."

"Emmett, tell me." I ordered.

"Jacob, he," He paused again. "He's mostly human. He doesn't feel what I feel or see what I see. Everything, all my senses are so much stronger then his."

"So you're saying that you love me more and that I should choose you." He only kept his eyes on me. Not breathing, not even blinking. "Emmett, I adore you. You don't even know-" And then he kissed me. If it weren't for Charlie still stirring we would have taken it further, but we settled for holding each other until morning came.

Charlie took me to school and I got a hurricane of hello's from my friends.

"Oh my god, I thought you died. Which would really suck, you know, 'cuz Angela would have to make one of those in memoriam pages in the yearbook and we'd be all sad and crying..." Jessica said.

Mike simply smiled. "It's good to have you back, Bella. I, uh, we, all of us. We, we missed you."

I don't think I had ever wanted to leave school so badly as I did that day. All I wanted to do was curl up in my bed, sleep and be warm. And I wouldn't dare admit it to anyone, but I wanted to see Jacob more then all of those things combined.

To pass the time I drew ribbons on a piece of lined paper. I had learned to draw them when I was in 8th grade and was the one thing I was ever able to draw with some realism. Draw a squiggly line, lines on the curves, follow the end of the lines to the other side of the ribbon and shade the corners. I repeated this chore all day.

Finally, I was able to walk through the hallways and out the front doors to freedom. Jacob was right at the bottom of the steps, smiling wide.

"Ready?"

"Hell yeah." I laughed.

"Hell yeah, huh?"

"I have never wanted to get out of here more in my life." I groaned.

Charlie allowed Jacob to use my truck since he built it and it was just sitting there. I got in the passenger seat for the first time since our stand off with Victoria.

"Jake," I stopped my spoken thought short.

"Yeah?"

"I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but you're so... Young. How do you know that you love me?"

"You're two years older then me, so that means you have all the answers?" He laughed.

"No, I just don't think you're sure."

He sighed deeply. "Bella, when I'm with you, right now, my heart starts racing a mile a minute, my stomach feels like it's trying to escape through my throat and all I can think about is having you in my arms. I wanna see you smile, I wanna see you laugh. I want to fix whatever's broken inside you."

"I'm not broken." I protested.

"Yeah, but you're not healed." He stressed.

"That's why I don't understand you running around with these blood suckers still. You're asking for heartbreak, Bella. You're just begging for suicide."

I didn't know what to say. I was so afraid he was right, but I couldn't admit it to myself.

"He says you're dangerous."

"Oh yeah? What did you say?"

"I told him that he's dangerous too." At that, he smiled.

When we got home I asked him to come inside for some food. The temperature inside was colder then the winter air outside. I suggested something unwise; that we go to my room and lay under the blankets for warmth. He surrounded me with his muscular body.

Warm... It was so rare in my life recently. Sure I felt warmth in my heart and in Emmett's eyes, but not actual physical warmth for so long.

I fell asleep after a while, but it didn't stay that way for long. Jacob woke me with a thunderous snore. I tried not to laugh too loud.

Suddenly I heard a creek in the corner of my room. Emmett was sitting in the corner. I opened my mouth, but no words would come out of my mouth. Then he walked over to me, grabbed my face with both of his ice cold hands and almost ordered, "I love you."

"I love you too," I echoed. He smiled with pity, shook his head, then disappeared.

Emmett disappeared.

I curled over my bed and began vomiting in my trash can. Jacob didn't wake. Not even when I curled back into his body and started crying.

"I love him..." I breathed. "I love him, I love him, I love him..."

But who 'him' was was still so foggy to me. I feared I would never be able to choose. I was so in denial with Jacob, but when those cold hands touched my face they didn't feel like Emmett's. Colder, like Edward's hands connected to the ends of Emmett's wrists.

Maybe I made a mistake before the Voultori. Should I have said Edward's name? Jacob's even?

I began to panic. Breathing harder and harder until I, too, disappeared.

AN: Again, I am so so so so emensley sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long.. But there it is, the end of Everything Unexpected.! I have already started working on the sequel and will be catching up on Crescent Moon as well. Oh! And expect some HP fics(:

Thank you guys so much for reading my story. I put my heart and soul into this and you guys giving me so much positive feedback has really fuled my fire. I love each and every one of you! Thank you, thank you, thank you(: