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"No…uhh…nevermind." Emmett stood up suddenly as I followed him to our room.

"Emmett what are you talking about. Please tell me?" I brushed my fingertips along his marble cheek.

"I thought you meant Jacob." He muttered looking down.

"JACOB?" I pulled away as I stared at him. Was he crazy? "Ja-cob?" he nodded. I let out a huge laugh. "I never loved him. I don't love him. I want nothing to do with him. EMMMETTT!" I held his face in my hands. "I want someone else."

"Who?" His eyes were downcast; my heart broke just looking at his sad expression.

"He's standing right in front of me."

"Who?" Emmett turned around and looked behind him.

"You…you silly vampire." I kissed his nose lightly.

"Fine." He grumbled, crossing his arms like a child.

"There is something you could do for me though…" I stroked my chin thoughtfully.

"Not another video game." Emmett groaned.

"I wish." I whispered. "But…no…I. Need to go return the car." Tears formed in my eyes.

"Oh..Bella honey. Sure. Of course." Emmett took my hand in his.

"I can't face him again." I cried, more tears, coming more willingly. "I don't want to."

"Then I'll go return it." He grabbed the Chevy's keys off the table.

"No." I retorted acidly. "I..I..I need to." What was I doing? I had a chance to return the car without my actually going to the little home. But somehow it felt wrong..as if I was too scared, too much of a coward to go myself. I had to.

"Bells are you sure?" Emmett's eyes questioned my words, caring filled his honey colored irises.

"It..it wouldn't feel right if I didn't do it." I shook my head, trying to make myself believe it.

"Okay if you think it's alright." Emmett cleared his throat and steered me towards the Mercedes. "I'll drive the Chevy."

"No, I'll drive the Chevy…I'll never see it again after this. Plus." I brightened my smile. "You won the bet. You get to take it for a test drive." I bent down, taking the keys from the padded dirty Earth where they had dropped.

"Oh uh okay." Emmett said uncertainly with the biggest grin plastered on his face. I climbed into the driver side of the red truck. The smells of warn leather filled my nostrils as I put the car in reverse. I ran my hand along the dashboard…it was coated with dust. I really HAD neglected the poor thing. But it was just another memory of Charlie and Jacob. Memories that I wanted thrown away and buried in the trash. I let a tear trickle onto the seat, leaving a circular stain. Oh well, it would be just a little something my ex-father could remember me by. More tears fell…what was I doing? Going there? I didn't think I could keep myself together for very long. I pulled up in front of my previous home. The lights were on in the kitchen. I gazed at Emmett. Of course he had arrived here before me. His expression was set in an angry frown as I got out of the car.

"Let's get this over with." I sighed. But he dragged me back.

"Don't go." He croaked sadly.

"I'll be right back." I insisted, shaking his hand off.

"NO." His eyes were pleading.

"Emmett…I'm coming right back. You can even come in with me. Let's go." I pushed forward, putting my key in the lock. I heard voices…echoing through the open window. The slamming of glass against the wooden table. I froze waiting to see what would happen.

"Jake, I don't know what to tell you." Charlie's gruff voice carried toward us. "She won't even listen to me." I opened the door slowly not making a sound. I padded lightly towards the kitchen with Emmett behind me. Charlie patted Jacob on the back while tears ran down both their cheeks.

"I didn't mean what I said. I didn't mean to hurt her." He choked out. "I love her too much."

"Tell her Jake." Charlie said urgently. "Tell her that you love her. Maybe she'll stop hanging around with the Cullens." My dad looked glum. Like THAT would ever happen. "And… I think the big muscular one is abusing her. There was hand print on her wrist today." Emmett tensed beside me. Jacob shook violently in the chair as he griped the table.

"I wouldn't do that so close to him if I were you." I stepped into the bright lights. Both of them stared up at me, blinking. "But its none of my business," I continued.

"Bella you're back. I knew you'd come back. See Jacob?" Charlie let out a wide smile. A piece of my heart ripped.

"Actually…I'm not. We discussed this already Charlie." I sniffed as Jacob wiped his wet cheeks with the back of his hand. "I'm here to return your car." I held up the battered keys.

"It's yours, it was a gift. Keep it." The old man said, the wrinkles around his eyes creased.

"I don't want it." I grimaced. I turned away. "You take it Jacob. It's a lot better than driving around in that embarrassing thing you call a car." I spun around towards the door as Emmett let out a throaty laugh.

"Bella wait!" Jacob yelled, though I was only feet away.

"What?" I sneered. He bent down on one knee, his face pleading.

"I love you. Don't leave me. Please. Don't. Leave. Me."

"You never had me." I responded angrily, as he took my hand in his steel grip. Emmett was fuming, worst than I'd ever seen. Even from the store. "Jacob let go." I commanded angrily. He ignored my words.

"I'll do anything. Take me back. Give me a chance. I'll work everyday for you. I'll make you happy." He stood up his hand still holding mine.

"YOU. NEVER. HAD. ME."I tried to make the words as clear as possible. I shook my hand, trying to break it free.

"You heard what she said." Emmett's voice rang through the tiny room.

"Cullen, let them be." Charlie chuckled sadly.

"Chief Swan! YOU are letting your daughter get harassed by this…this…"

"He's better than anything you ever were. At least he wouldn't abuse my daughter!" He retorted.

"ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!"I shrieked loudly. Everything turned quiet. "LET GO OF MY HAND!" I pulled my hand away, but the grip was still iron.

"No." Jacob held on even more tightly. "I love you Bella." His face neared mine and our lips touched for a moment.

"STOOP!"I screamed as I felt myself being yanked away by Emmett. I wiped my mouth. "Gross."

Charlie let out a happy sigh, "Young love."

"ALL OF YOU SIT DOWN NOW!"I hollered, as their faces changed from joking to serious. They all sat down together. "I WANT TO MAKE SOMETHING CLEAR." I lowered my voice. "I DON'T love you Jacob. I never did and I never will. I never want to see you again! Make me happy and get out of my life." I focused my eyes on Charlie. "DO NOT try to get me together with him." I waved my left hand in the direction of Jacob. I heard a snap as I looked down at my limp wrist. "Oh god." I murmured tears streaming down. The pain was rocking through my hand like fire.

"Bella. Oh my god. Bella. Do you want ice? Are you okay?" Emmett was holding my limp hand.

"No." I said through the pain. "Not now. I. Just. Want. To. Finish." I took a deep breath. "Secondly, Charlie I AM NOT MOVING BACK IN. That's it. Everyone and everything in this room is officially dead to me except for Emmett." I could see both of their crumbling faces as I stalked away.

I finally realized the true harshness of my words.

"Bella. Bella. Wait." Emmett sprinted to my side, wrapping his arm around me. "Why do you insist on hurting yourself so much?"

"I'm. Fine." I said through gritted teeth. I pressed my wrist to his arm. The fire subsided. Emmett felt my wrist, and I let out a tiny shriek.

"I think it's fractured." Emmett said angrily. "I am going to kill that kid."

"Go right ahead. There's no one stopping you." Emmett's eyes gleamed menacingly.

"I can't believe he had the nerve to kiss you." He growled. "But…" He had his new phone open in a second. "Esme? Is Carlisle home?" I listened to the quiet voice on the other end. "No? He's at the hospital then? Mhm…that stupid mutt fractured her wrist. Yeah. Bye." I sat down in the passenger seat as Emmett emitted fumes of anger and frustration. We sat quietly as the heater blew in my face, sending my hair flying. I glanced out the window as we pulled into the parking lot. "Bella." Emmett held my other hand, as he looked straight ahead. "I'm really sorry."

"For what?" I questioned. He hadn't actually DONE anything. So he'd left a bruise on my hand, big deal.

"For everything. For hurting you…for letting you go on in the house…"

"Woah woah woah. Emmett stop." I looked up at the padded ceiling of the car. "You promised me…that you wouldn't blame yourself. Remember?" I thought back to the day where Emmett had made that vow. How he had been totally sincere about what he was saying…but now, I wasn't so sure.

EPOV

It was true I HAD promised…but how could I help not worrying, not trying to bring the blame on myself? "Fine, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." I said through gritted teeth. I brushed my hand through my hair, it wasn't easy actually giving in, admitting that I was wrong even if I WAS right. An ambulance went whizzing by, straight past us. Bella stayed silent as she stared at my face intently. It was as if she was trying to read me…look beyond something…a mask maybe? But there was no mask up, not when it came to her. "Is there something on my face?" I let out a thundering laugh that echoed throughout the car.

"No." Bella blushed, her cheeks turning deep crimson. "You're too handsome for your own good though." Wow…Bella could really give a complement. Now I was the one being embarrassed. Good thing I couldn't blush, or else there would be a fire.

"You're too stunningly gorgeous for your own good Sweetie." I kissed the tips of her fingers lightly.

"Thanks Emmett." Bella rested her head on my shoulder comfortably.

"But now we have to get you into the hospital so Carlisle can check out your hand." I reminded her quietly.

"Mhm." She murmured, letting out a settle yawn. I lifted Bella into my arms and carried her past the startled nurse at the front desk.

"It's like the whole Cullen family is here today." She muttered and I turned my head to the side. "The whole Cullen family?" There was me, Carlisle and Bella. But no one in Forks counted her as one of us. Bella let out another yawn.

"We're almost there Bells." I all but ran into my father's office. "Carlise. Carlise. Bella needs your help." I gasped.

He looked up from a stack of papers. "I was wondering when you would show up." Carlisle stood up, and we followed him to the nearest medical room. "Bella?" He asked as I set her gently upright on the bed. "Dear, I need you to stay awake for a bit." Bella, nodded, her eyes closing slightly. "How does this feel?" He gave her wrist a poke.

"Stop!" Bella shrieked, her voice bouncing off the walls.

"Bella relax please." He felt her arm some more. I held Bella's other hand tightly.

"No…" She groaned. Her face was scrunched up in a pained expression. I couldn't do anything to help.

"Bella hold on." I looked at Carlisle's grave face worriedly. What if he couldn't do anything? But of course he could. It was just a sprained wrist. Not that big of a deal.

"What exactly happened to her?" I gazed at the pictures of children on the wall. How could I say anything without appearing that I had lost control?

"It's a long story." I finally said grudgingly.

"I know what happened already." I raised my eyebrows. Had someone said something? "But Emmett you have to be more careful. Someone might notice…you might get blamed." Carlisle said sternly, his voice like iron.

"It's not all my fault." I muttered, "It was that stupid Black mutt. If he hadn't squeezed so hard she wouldn't have fractured it."

"Well, whosever fault it was, whether it was you, " I opened my mouth to protest, "or him, or both of you. You really screwed up. It's at such a weird angle that we have to rebreak it." I gasped. "No, I won't let you." There was no way that Bella was getting hurt, especially not purposely.

"Emmett." Carlisle scribbled onto his notepad. "If it stays the way it is she may loose the use of her left hand." My eyes widened. No, it was a fracture. It wasn't possible.

"I…fine." I gave up. If it was for the best. Bella had not spoken during this whole scene. In fact she was asleep, her brown eyes closed.

"And Emmett…you um..." Carlisle cleared his throat. I redirected my attention to him.

"What?" I asked warily. It couldn't be anymore awful than this news.

"You can't be in the room."

"WHAT?" I roared. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T BE IN THE ROOM?" An internal alarm was going off in my head. I couldn't leave Bella alone…and defenseless while in pain.

"Yes." My father had his eyes closed and he was humming calmly. "Go right through the door and wait outside." I felt myself being pushed through the opening and out into the waiting room. I plunked down into one of the soft leather chairs. It was drastically quiet, there were no children playing, no adults talking on their cell phones, not even the tv was on. The quieter the better. I thought, putting my head in my hands. I felt sick, sick for leaving Bella, sick for hurting her, sick for even going in the bathroom this morning, sick for letting her enter the house of her so-called father and ex-best friend.

"Emmett," A hand rested coldly on my shoulder, "Emmett, listen to me. Please." The voice begged. I kept my head down. "Help me."

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