Disclaimer: Sorry to disappoint you folks, but this ain't mine.
Tuesday rolled by as Emmett and I spent more and more time together. In biology, Edward spoke to me, bemusement registering in every word.
"You recover quickly," He barely hid his confusion.
"I have no earthly idea what you're talking about. Emmett and I were just talking and spending time together. We're only friends." I replied icily.
He scoffed. "Bella, have you fallen recently? Received a concussion maybe? Emmett wants to be more that friends with you."
"You're not jealous, are you Edward? Regretting your previous decision?"
He sighed, defeated. "More than you'll ever know. Bella, I was having a rough time. If you'd just stayed and listened to me…"
"Edward, even if I had, we'd still be in the same place so what sort of difference could a few words make? If I had stayed, I would have collapsed and begged you to reconsider, and we'd still be here now wouldn't we?" My voice cracked and I was on the verge of tears.
He grabbed my hand, "Bella. I would get back together with you again. In the blink of an eye. Not even that short. It's just Rosalie…" He chuckled, trying to make light of things, "Rosalie wanted me to be with her and I tried to tell her but…"
"Rosalie? Rosalie was behind this? The same Rosalie that wished nothing more than to kill me half a year ago for… what was it again? Oh yes: RUINING HER LIFE." IfI was on the verge of tears before, it was nothing compared to how hard I was fighting to hold them back now. "She got pay back: she ruined my life. She made you end things with me so I would know how pathetic I was without you. Don't lie to me Edward! That's exactly what she wanted. She wanted you because she knew I'd die without you. Look at me!" I motioned to myself. "Don't tell me for one second that she hasn't won. She's more beautiful. She can be with you longer than I ever could. SHE WON EDWARD!" I shouted, turning heads. This was not what they expected of me. This wasn't what I expected from me. "Mr. Banner may I be excused to the bathroom?" I asked the teacher, tears winning the battle and cascading down my cheeks. He simply nodded, too shocked to speak. I ran to the bathroom, colliding headlong with Emmett.
"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked, full of concern. I broke down right there; right in Emmett's reassuring arms. He turned me to face him, my eyes blurring from the rain I'd completely missed on my way to the bathroom. (Yes, in my dramatic exit, I managed to forget the rain. Convenient.)
"Well, Edward and I were arguing and I couldn't stand the way he was talking about Rosalie and it was driving me nuts and I …" He stopped my rushed explanation by putting his lips to mine. I could hardly contain my shock. It had taken Edward weeks to put his lips to mine for only a matter of moments, but Emmett was completely different. The point was, I was kissing Emmett. Dammit Edward, you were right: he wanted more from me. But the thing was, I didn't mind it as much as I thought I would. It was a nice reprieve from loneliness, to tell you the truth. The loneliness I'd experienced without being able to kiss Edward whenever I pleased, or anyone, for that matter. When I opened my eyes, I saw Edward standing behind Emmett; positively livid. I couldn't guess how long he'd watched us, or how long I'd been kissing Emmett either. I blushed and Emmett started to ask what, when he turned around and saw Edward. If he'd had any blood left, the color would have drained from his face.
"Uh…Hey, Ed…" He said clearing his throat awkwardly.
"Emmett." Edward replied curtly, clenching his teeth.
"Edward, it's not what it looks like..." I said in Emmett and I's pathetic defense. "Ok maybe it is, but…You let me go. You knew this would happen. Be it Emmett or someone else, this was inevidable." I said,trying to turn this on him.
"Emmett, go back to class; Bella and I have some discussing to do." He hissed. Emmett started to leave, growling under his breath andnot willing to leavewithout at leastdangling his possession of me in front of Edward by kissing me with enough force to take my breath away. The same sort of kiss Edward used to give me. I inhaled deeply, catching my breath and waiting for Edward to speak. He remained silent though, watching me carefully.
"So Bella, are you going to deny what he wants now? Weather you consent to it or not?" he asked me with a smug smile on his face.
"Who says I wouldn't consent to it?" I fired back. "After all, he would be more likely to change me than you would." That wiped the arrogant look of his face.
"Bella, if this is some twisted way for you to get back at me-."
"I'm not the one that started this. You ended it. You said it was over, or have you forgotten that detail?" I interrupted, seething. To my astonishment, he laughed.
"Bella, you're going to be the death of me!" He said between laughs, his cheer not radiating into me.
I repressed a frustrated sigh, causing him to laugh harder. "Bella, why are we fighting?" he asked after recovering from his hysteria.
"We're not fighting, we're 'discussing.'" I quoted. He looked hurt that I threw his word back at him.
"Bella," He started going to touch me; I recoiled.
"No, no Edward. You had your chance to touch me, and you clearly took it for granted." With that, I turned on my heel and started to leave, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him, and kissed me deeply.
A/N: Ahh yes, who will Bella choose? sing-song I guess you'll have to keep reading to find out! Yes I'm going to leave you hanging, because I'm the evil-cliff-hanger type. You know you love me anyway.