I strolled away, not looking back at the man who's heart I had just broken. It was mean…his daughter was "dead" and now he thought she blamed him. But Bella did blame him, but to say it out loud was plain cruel on my part. I hastened my pace, but then slowed. Should I return home? Did I want to face Bella…who hated me, who was screaming that she wanted to die? Carlisle had said that when in pain people would say anything but what if it was the truth? But not going back would make me a coward…a selfish and stupid coward. I couldn't do that to Esme and Carlisle. And maybe Bella still did love me and I needed to be there at her wake. My phone vibrated urgently in my pocket. Not again, I groaned…what could it be now?

"EMMETT?" A voice shrieked into the phone. I held it away from my ear, lowering the volume.

"yes?" I murmured quietly, not feeling ready to talk to anyone.

"You ARE THE MOST STUPID IDIOTIC BROTHER I HAVE EVER HAD!" Alice screamed.

"Sorry." I looked down at the pavement again…I was doing that a lot lately.

"SORRY? JUST GET YOUR DAMN ASS OVER HERE BEFORE I KILL YOU!"

"Fine." I ran quickly, slamming the door closed as I came inside the house. I could hear the yells from my room. I wanted to slam my head against the wall, leaving a dent in the plaster…but I couldn't Esme would kill me too.

"Where were you?" Esme whispered, her face paler than I had ever seen it.

"Getting everything ready." I gulped, stepping past her into the room. Bella was thrashing around, the covers mainly on the ground. Her cries burned into my soul… I had done this . I had sent her to eternal damnation. Even if she was dying…if I hadn't spoken so soon, none of this would have happened. "Sweetie I'm here." I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to hold her sweaty palm in mine.

"Emmett Cullen?" Bella choked out, her face turning whiter and paler by the second.

I nodded lamely, "Yes. I'm here. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I repeated, glancing away from her face, at the pictures aligned on the wall. Everything had been so simple…at least more than now. Now, we had to deal with leaving, putting together the funeral, getting me a new car, and the newborn vampire in front of me. It was all worth it. I reminded myself…It WAS, because Bella would be mine.

"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Frozen tears squeezed out of her eyes. Or not…I felt my heart ripping in two. "I WANTED TO DIE! I WAS SO CLOSE! AND NOW I'M HERE!" Her breath was labored as she found the words to speak. "GET.AWAY.FROM.ME." I shot away from the bed, feeling electrocuted.

"It's okay son, she doesn't mean any of it." Carlisle muttered in my ear, his eyes barely calm, the panic behind them flickering. I closed the door lightly and crashed onto the floor outside the room. I couldn't take it anymore. I could still hear the screams echoing in my head. "I wanted to die! I hate you! Get away from me….get away from me." My chest lifted as my breathing came in hacked. Sobs were being built in my chest as I put my head in between my legs. Three days went by…and I was ready to pass out. The screams terrorized me, sinking into my long memory.

"Emmett?" I finally looked up, I hadn't moved or spoken.

"What do you want Rosalie?" I sneered, looking straight ahead at the cottage white walls. It was all Rosalie's fault…now that I thought about it. But if I hadn't tried to be a good friend this wouldn't have happened. And if Edward hadn't lost his temper Rosalie wouldn't have come to me. So it was Edward's fault…

"Can we talk?" Her voice tickled my ear lobes. I glared at the blonde vampire kneeling next to me.

"No. GO AWAY." I growled, if in ever saw her face again it wouldn't be long enough, I told myself.

"You are going to talk to me." Rosalie said through gritted teeth, pulling me up by the shirt. I struggled away from her. Where had all this strength come from. Her icy glittering smile flashed in my face. "I guess shopping bags do pay off don't they?" I rolled my eyes, ready to punch her away. "Don't even try it Sweetie, or else you'll get kicked out of the house." I was now pinned to the wall, my face inches from Rosalie's.

"I don't care." I got ready to throw a punch at her stomach.

"You will care. Because you care about me." Rosalie stroked my chin, her other hand still holding me still.

"I don't care." I retorted angrily, I needed to be there when Bella woke up...which was probably in the next 10 minutes.

"Oh stop worrying about her." She snarled, her eyes flashing. "Bella doesn't care, she would only say those things if she meant them."

"But she was in pain." I whispered, my mental wall slowly crashing to the ground…The words seeping into my brain.

"She doesn't love you anymore Emmett. She'll dump you. And all you'll have left…is nothing." I shook my head numbly.

"No."

"But you have a choice." I knew what Rosalie was going to say before she said it and there was no way I was going to go along. "Choose me now, and I'll forgive you. But wait until later and you lost me."

"I would rather loose you Rosalie." I raised my hand to push her away, anger burning through me.

"Maybe this will convince you." Her lips touched mine, sending an icy chill to me.

"Emmett…I'm…" I broke away from Rosalie, wiping my mouth with the back of my hands. I barely recognized the gorgeous vampire standing in the doorway. The clothes she was wearing were too large but her brown eyes had turned a brilliant red and her hair hand natural streaks of blonde. Bella had grown into a tall 5'7 model figure. Her eyes widened with sadness and I pushed Rosalie off me. It sent her flying towards the steps as she fell backwards crashing towards the 1st level.

"Bella wait!" I called as she slammed my door shut. I pounded on the door, my fist echoing throughout the house.

"Give me one good reason." Her voice was muffled, but no sobs were heard.

"I'll break down the door." I threatened, my voice harsh.

"Like that's going to do anything." Bella scoffed, letting out a tinkling laugh. "I can take you down, I can even kill you."

"I just want to talk." I tried to keep my voice level.

"Talk." She barked loudly, from the door. "Last time I talked to you you lied to me. You told me you loved me…and I ended up dead. Now I just saw you with Rosalie. I wonder what you guys did in your three days."

I wasn't taking anymore of this crap, she would listen even if I had to beg. I rammed my shoulder into the wall, landing straight in front of Bella.

"Sit and let me talk." I ordered. Bella's red eyes flashed, it scared me now…they were full of blood, like a true blood vampire.

"I don't have to let you do anything. Not after this." She turned away, sending her fist into one of the pictures on the wall, my favorite one…from the beach.

"It was a misunderstanding." I argued again. That was a lame statement I realized.

BPOV

I had been happy…I was going to apologize to Emmett for everything I had said. They weren't true, but everything had hurt so much. But when I woke up, I thought I would have someone to spend my eternity with, someone that would love me forever. But now, it was all wasted. Emmett had cheated again. And two times was enough. There wouldn't be a reason big enough in the world to explain this.

"Another misunderstanding." I managed to ignore my sinking heart. I stayed strong, I was sick of crying…even if it included no tears. "It's a bit old, don't you think?" I crashed my hand into another picture, feeling even better at my new found strength.

"It's the truth." Emmett picked up the broken pictures, holding them like precious gems.

"I don't think I can believe your so called truth. What is the truth anymore?" I said thoughtfully, truly stumped, I had turned into a beautiful marble figure. I wanted ME back…even if that me was dead. "Because I don't think you know the meaning of the word truth."

"It means, to tell what actually happened in a scenario. Which you're not letting me do." My ex-boyfriend was shaking, trying to keep his temper in check.

"Very good!" I clapped, with fake joyousness. "Now, do you know what it means to love and trust someone? To think that you feel safe whenever your with that person? That you'll be okay even if it was dangerous and stupid? Do you know how it feels to be thrown away time after time and be juggled like a circus ball?" His face blanked, suddenly turning to a stabbing pain.

"Yes."

"You do, do you?" I questioned surprised...knowing he was lying. "Do you know how it feels to know that I can't die because you wouldn't let me?"

"I thought you didn't mean that." The large and dangerous teddy bear got on his knees, cleaning up the glass that had scattered everywhere.

"Wanna know a little secret?" I motioned him closer until I was close enough to whisper. "I DIDN'T UNTIL NOW. NOW I WISH I HAD DIED. WHAT'S THE POINT OF GIVING ME ETERNITY WHEN YOU'RE GOING BACK TO THAT SLUTT?"

"YOU KNOW WHAT?" Emmett roared, his frame shaking with fury. "I'M SICK OF YOU NOT TRUSTING ME. EVERYTIME SOMETHING HAPPENS YOU ALWAYS THINK OF THE WORST POSSIBLE SCENARIO. NOT EVERYTHING'S MY FAULT. EVER SINCE I STARTED DATING YOU I HAVE BEEN A TROUBLE MAGNET." He closed his mouth, then opened it again.

I sat quietly, digesting what he had said. "You're right."

"No, no. Bella I didn't mean that. It slipped." Emmett clasped my hand.

"You're right." I repeated, losing all the feeling in my body. "And I'm sorry. I wish you'd never changed me." I stood up, taking my hand out of Emmett's. Suddenly everything felt claustrophobic, like the walls were inching in. "I need to go…."

"Bella, don't leave me again!" Emmett shouted as I bounced out the widow. I needed to go…think…do something that didn't include any of the Cullens. Because right now…I wish I'd never met them…

4 pages!!! Yayy!! Thanks for all the great reviews on the last one!! Can I get 35 this time? Umm…here are some answers to the questions you guys asked….

What did Bella come down with?

She had a heart attack from all the stress and Emmett's words made her snap.

How do you come up with these dramatic ideas?

Well…I guess I'm just a dramatic person in general but some sentences are from my lif…like the trust thing at the end of page three…