Emily's Nightmare25
Edward Pov
We stood behind the house, staring at the hole in the wall. "What the hell did you do?" I asked Emmett. All he managed to do was shrug.
"I didn't do anything, all I did was pull the gutter out!" he said. I shook my head sometimes Emmett didn't know his own strength. I glanced over at Alice, who had the most peculiar look on her face.
"Well, let's go see how to fix it. We better hurry, Esme and Carlisle are on their way home," she said solemnly. We walked around the house to the front door, and stopped. "Do you smell this?" Alice asked as she stood at the door way. I tried to see what she meant as I walked up to her and smelled the air. It smelled, unknown, vampire unknown. "Someone's been at the house," she whispered as she pushed the door open. We all stepped inside and stopped. The inside of the house was trashed. The red couch in the living room was over thrown, the stuffing out of its place. The plates from the kitchen were scattered and broken. Alice closed the door behind her as we took a better look. Emmett let out a sigh of relief when he found that the flat screen was still there. I rolled my eyes at him as I walked upstairs.
None of the doors to the rooms were open. I took a quick glance into all the rooms, just to make sure there wasn't a catastrophic mess in any of them. "Edward, get in here quick!" Alice yelled from Emily's room. I ran to her room, to stop in awe at the door. I gasped at the scene. Emily's room had practically been dismantled. The couch was over turned, books were off the shelves. The windows had been smashed, and now shards of glass lay all over the floor. Her desk was in half, papers torn and scattered. Broken CDs lay in an array. Even her closet was a mess. Well, messier than it normally would be. Clothes were torn and thrown everywhere. This made Alice practically cry.
"How are we going to explain this?" Emmett asked. I said nothing. I didn't know how we were going to explain any of it. What made it all worse was that there was an unfamiliar vampire smell through out the whole house, meaning that they managed to get through our defenses. We didn't have the time to make up an explanation because from downstairs we heard the door open and Esme scream.
"Emmett McCarty Cullen! What the !# did you do to my house!" Esme screamed.
"Why dose she always assume it's my fault?" Emmett pouted. I was about to say something when Alice had one of her looks. I saw the image of Jasper coming through the door, Emily on his back. He'd stopped abruptly, and snarled. I knew that he had smelled the unwanted scent. Bella's eyes were in shock her hand was over her mouth. Rosalie's eyes were flickering from the over turned couch, to up turned dinning table, trying to figure out what had happened. We better get downstairs Alice thought. I nodded, and dragged Emmett downstairs. "Why are we going downstairs? Esme sounded like she could tear me apart and burn my remains," whispered Emmett as we walked down the hall.
"There's going to be more trouble than Esme, Jasper and the girls are on their way here," I told him, "And besides, if she was still mad at you, she'd be yelling her head off." Emmett took this into consideration as we walked down the marble staircase. Esme was in the kitchen, cleaning up the broken plates in silence. As we stepped down, she turned around and looked at us. Her face lit up with relief as she dropped the broom and was at our side instantly.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're all right," she said as she hugged first me then Emmett. "Oh, and Emmett, I'm sorry I yelled at you. It was the first thing that popped into my mind, considering the time that you almost burned the kitchen down," she said.
"Huh, I told you, it was an accident. I was cooking lunch for Emily when,"
"I know, I know." Esme interjected, she probably didn't want to reencounter that day. The front door suddenly opened, and just like Alice's vision, Jasper, Bella and Rosalie were there, awestricken by the sight of the house. Jasper gave a low growl, before noticing us. What happened? He thought. That's what he and everyone else wanted to know. Before I could explain anything, Carlisle came walking in, oblivious to the fact that there were more people there now than there had been when he had left Esme to pick up the broken plates.
"My office has been searched through…what happened?" he asked angrily and loudly. It seemed that he had noticed that there where others there and there for hadn't finished his sentence correctly. Jasper shot him a glare that stopped Carlisle from continuing. Emily groaned and we all froze. Fortunately, the loudness had only stirred her, and she just moved her head from Jasper's left shoulder to his right, making herself comfortable. "Jasper put her down somewhere then I want every member of this coven downstairs and in the kitchen," he said in a loud whisper and stalked off to his office, waving the papers he had in his hand. There was a wave of murmurs as every went about their ways to the kitchen.
"I better put her in her room," Jasper whispered to me. I shook my head.
"You better find another place though, her room is the worst," I told him. He nodded and ran upstairs. I turned around, and found my Bella, her hand lingering gently on the turned over couch. I walked over to her and stood behind her. I didn't know what to do, and I of course did. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and kissed her neck. "You okay?" I asked her, my head on her shoulders. Her hand came up and entangled itself in my hair as she kissed me.
"I'll be fine Edward," she reassured me as she reluctantly pulled away, "It's just that, I don't know. I just don't like the feeling of someone here in our house, looking through all our stuff. Why wasn't Alice able to see anything!" she cried. I gripped her tighter and murmured comforting words into her ear. I could feel her calm down, and knew Jasper was near. I turned around and there he was, standing at the bottom of the staircase. Thought you could use some help, He thought. I nodded at him, gratefully. He smiled and walked into the kitchen, spreading the mellow feeling everywhere.
"Let's go to the kitchen, there getting a bit impatient," I told Bella as I pulled her along.
Though the feeling in the kitchen was mellow, the people weren't. "Took you long enough," Rosalie muttered under her breathe. I shot her a look before sitting myself down on a stool, placing Bella on my lap.
"Yes, well now that we're all here, there's seems to be some explaining to be down," Carlisle muttered as he strained to keep his face in the usual calmness that it always was. I knew how hard it was, considering I could practically read his mind. The same thoughts that were going through his head were going to everyone else's. How did this happen? What happened and who did it and what where they after? Now was one of those times when I wished that I couldn't listen to everyone's thoughts, all going through my head at once. Only Bella's thoughts weren't in my head, and right know I really appreciated it.
8 8
"So, is it safe to assume the Volturi are involved?" Rosalie asked.
"Let's not jump to conclusions here. Last time we thought it was Volturi and it turned out to be Victoria," Bella reminded her.
"I say we start with the pack." We all murmured our agreements.
"But what about the house? Someone isn't going to be happy when they find out that their room has been dismantled," Rosalie said. That was true. Emily was very territorial when it came to her room. You weren't aloud in it with out her knowing, and even then she had to be there while you where in it. "Not to mention the hole in the wall."
"Let's just start with one thing at a time. We'll do the Jacob and his pack first, since there's still time before Emily wakes up," said Carlisle in a very calm manner, but I knew that not even he wanted to face Emily when she awoke to find her room a mess.
"All right then, let's go."
Emily's Pov
I groaned and turned, gaining me a fall from a bed that wasn't mine. I managed to stop myself from a small shriek, but nothing could soften the sound. What was I doing in Alice's room? And where was everyone? Surely someone would have come up to see what had made the noise, but no one was here. I couldn't hear the usual sound of Bella and Rosalie arguing; Emmet, Edward discussing who would win the argument or Alice and Jasper talking about the latest mall opening. Okay, so Alice talked and Jasper listened, but still.
Gliding quietly to the door, I turned the silver knob and stepped out of the room. Looking down the hall, I found all the doors opened, except mine. Gently, I tiptoed across the hall and tried to open my room door, finding that it would budge a bit. What the heck had they been doing in my room? Sighing, I walked back into Alice's room across the bathroom and opened the door to my room. Instantly I wish I hadn't. My room was a mess, no it was worse than a mess, it was a disaster. I was forcing myself to stay calm, but my hands were clenching at my sides. I took a step back and closed the bathroom door to my room. The last people that had been in my room were of course my sibs, I knew they hadn't done it, but considering the time Emmett almost burned down the kitchen, I couldn't exclude them.
I walked down the main stairs, and stopped at the bottom, the house was destroyed. The couch overturned, the ground was smothered in pillow stuffing. The kitchen floor was shattered with ceramic plates. What in the world happened? All the windows were opened; the only smell that flowed through out the house was the fresh smell of pine tree, and nature. Could you smell nature? Could you smell the flowers blossom and the sun blazing down? Sighing, I went to the storage closet to find a broom; there was a lot of work to get done.
I hadn't even gotten to the end of the TV room when Carlisle and the family came back from their outing. I heard as he opened the door, and stop, he probably wasn't expecting me to be awake. "Oh, hello Emily," he said cautiously. I didn't turn to look at him, I just kept cleaning.
"Hello," I said courteously. I've seen my room. Any explanations? I asked Edward. "Are you going to help, or do I have to clean this by myself?" I asked them. Everyone seemed relieved that I didn't explode in their faces.
"Right, I'll go get more brooms. And some trash bags. Emmett, turn the couch back over, will you? Bella, I want you to go and get some mops, might as well mop the floor. Rosalie, if you're not going to help mop, then go to the kitchen and see what was saved from…this. Edward, go find the window wash and clean up the windows. Alice, when your not busy, get out the catalogs, I think it's time we bought a new couch," Esme started to order everyone around, just like normal. Jasper left to go help Carlisle fix his office, and Edward went to go find the window wash, which we were out of. I continued picking up the stuffing as everyone got to work. "Oh and one more thing, Emily when you're done here, go and fix the lighting. Also, you're grounded," Esme said with satisfactory.