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Edward Cullen/reinforcements
I meet with Emmett after class.
"Sup, fucker?"
"I need help."
"I'll get the duct tape, shovel, and an alibi. You're in charge of the tarp and the tub. Watch that episode of Breaking Bad to figure out what kind we need. Do not Google it. I'll go find Rosalie and let her know we need chemicals."
"Jesus Christ, you are way too prepared for murder."
He shrugs.
"What else am I supposed to think about while I'm taking a dump?"
I grimace.
"I need help with Bella."
"Shit. Why didn't you just say so? What's going on?"
I tell him about our conversation this morning.
"I don't get why she's so pissed. Half of her apartment is already in mine anyway."
"Dude. She just had a fight with your mom about her freeloading off of you, and you're coming at her with this. If I know anything about my BFF, I know that she isn't going to do anything to add fuel to the fire."
"I don't give a shit what my mom thinks. This is between me and Bella."