Hey . . . sorry it took so long. I had it typed and ready two days ago, but for some reason, it told me that there was a problem with my file and it wouldn't upload until today. Anyway, it's here now, and you probably want to read it, so I'll stop talking :D I don't own Twilight, but my birthday is on Friday, so if anyone wants to get it for me, that would be awesome ;)
Rosalie POV
I'm getting a really bad feeling about this. I can smell smoke, and Emmett's missing. This could only mean one thing – Emmett has started a forest fire and the entire forest is gonna burn down. But, wait. Maybe not. Emmett's not smart enough to make a fire . . . so how would he have made one? Luck?
All I know is that I have to find him before he burns himself to death . . . I should also stop the forest fire, but Emmett is my number one priority. I mean, what's more important, Emmett or a bunch of stupid trees? I think we all know that it's Emmett.
"Can you hear his thoughts?" I asked Edward urgently.
"Who's? he sounded confused.
"Emmett's!" I said impatiently.
He listened for a moment, then replied, "No."
Crap. He must be at least a few miles away. "I have to go find him."
"No, don't. It's too dangerous."
"Since when do you care?" I asked.
"I don't," he said, trying to cover up his mistake.
"Sure, sure," I said, sounding just like that stupid mutt. "I know that deep down, way, way, way deep down, you love me."
"I do not."
"Whatever. I'm still going."
I sped off before he could protest again, making sure I was too fast for the humans to see me. I followed the smell of the smoke, since I couldn't smell Emmett yet. It didn't take me long to find the fire; it was huge.
Okay, this is it. I'm going in.
Bella POV
Ugh. I really wish Edward would just apologize to me already. I love him so much that I hate to stay mad at him for so long. I want to just run and jump into his arms and tell him that I love him and could never stay mad at him. But, I can't. Because I deserve an apology. Edward made two big mistakes. One, comparing me to a piano, and two, during the comparison, making it clear that he cared more about the piano than he did about me.
I saw Edward heading in my direction. Okay, he's probably coming to apologize to me. Be strong, Bella, don't give in to him easily. You have to teach him a lesson, make him pay for what he's done.
"Bella?" he asked.
"What?"
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Yes, yes, yes! In fact, we should do more than talk . . . "No," I replied, "We can't."
He looked crestfallen. "Why not?"
"Because I'm still mad at you."
"But, see, that's the thing. I wanted to, I mean, what I'm trying to say is . . ."
I mentally smiled. He's so bad at apologizing. "Spit it out," I told him rudely.
"I'm sorry."
"For?" I asked. This was actually kind of fun. Well, it would be if it didn't hurt me so much to see him in pain, and if I was still mad.
"For implying that I loved Elizabeth more than I loved you. I want you to know that there's nothing that I could ever love more than you. And to show that I mean it, I made you this," he said, handing me something carved from wood that I couldn't identify.
"It looks like a headless pig," I told him.
He sighed. "I know. It was supposed to be a heart. It was the best I could do using only wood and my teeth."
"That's okay, I love it anyway," I assured him, and leaned in to kiss him.
After a few minutes, we were interrupted by Nessie. "Ew, Momma! Stop that, it's gross!"
"Ok, come on, like you and Jacob have never done it," I teased.
"Not in public," she cried, horrified.
"Oh, I see . . . Wait! You mean you have done it before?"
"Once or twice," she replied sheepishly.
"Nessie . . ."
"We didn't do anything more than kiss, I swear!"
"You'd better not have," Edward piped up. "You're only three."
"And a half," she added. "Besides, I'm physically twelve, and lots of girls have had their first kiss by the time they're twelve."
"I didn't," I told her.
"Yeah, but Momma, you were . . ." she started.
Edward cut her off. "Nessie, think carefully about what you're planning to say, and then don't say it."
Nessie giggled. "Okay, Daddy."
Emmett POV
Okay, Emmett, stay calm. You can handle this. Just stay calm and don't panic. Maybe if you curl into a tiny ball, the fire won't see you. And if it doesn't see you, it won't attack you. Brilliant plan!
I had been sitting in a ball for what felt like hours when I thought I heard Rosalie calling my name. I looked up and saw my angel standing there.
"Rosalie!" I cried.
"Emmett, what have you done?"
"I'm happy to see you too."
"Sorry. I'm happy to see you, but we're in the middle of a ring of fire, here. I have other things to worry about besides saying hello to you. How exactly did you manage this?"
"I thought I was gonna die, so I made a fire to stay warm," I explained.
She whacked me on the head. "We're vampires, dumb-ass, we don't need to stay warm."
"Oh, yeah."
Rosalie rolled her eyes and said, "Let's go find everyone else and figure out what to do about this."
"About what?"
"Oh, just shut up and follow me."
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