EPOV-

I sat at the piano, my fingers gliding across the keys when the front door slammed shut. I scowled. I knew it had to be Emmett because Alice was asleep in her bed. Ever since our parents built him that garage apartment, he felt he was an 'adult', free to come and go as he pleases. I had heard him leave about an hour ago; I wonder why he was back so soon, and in the main house.

"Don't you have your own place now Emmett? I'll never understand why you feel the constant need to wake the house at all hours of the night."

He glared at me, "Shut the fuck up Edward, I don't need your bullshit."

"Ooh touchy."

"Edward, you don't even know what happened. Please shut up."

I was going to say something back, but the look in his eyes told me not to. I had never seen him like this before. First of all he was soaking wet, second his eyes were inexplicably sad. For the first time, in a long time, I was worried about him.

"Emmett, what the hell happened to you?"

He sighed, "I don't wanna talk about it." He sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands.

"Just tell me what happened. You left a mere hour ago and you look as if you got hit by a bus. Tell me what's going on."

He looked up at me, tears brimming in his bright blue eyes. "I fucked up Edward. I fucked everything up."

"What? How so?"

"Okay, so you know how I had a…um…thing with Bella last summer?"

"Yes."

"Well, when she left this to go back home to Phoenix, we kinda said that we'd keep up this arrangement. And then I met Rose…" he broke off.

Oh how I knew he met Rose. She was extremely gorgeous, but also extremely bitchy. It was strange though, I'd never seen him so riled up over a girl before, until he met Rosalie Hale. She was at out house all the time now. What I found odd though, was that I had never even met Bella. I've heard of her from Emmett and Jazz, but I never got the chance to meet her. At first I was too busy with my music and now I'm preoccupied with Tanya.

"Go on Em."

"I love Rose. I love Bella, but not in that way. She's my best friend, except for Jasper."

"I don't understand what you're trying to say Emmett."

"Bella's back."

"Oh. So you're confused on whether you should keep screwing her, or keep screwing Rose."

"Don't you dare talk about Rosalie like that dude. Not fucking cool." He snarled.

I held up my hands as a white flag, showing I meant no harm. "Sorry. It won't happen again."

"It's okay."

"So how long is Bella staying?"

"For good."

I raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"She's moving in with her dad."

"Oh. So now you're worried about what she'll say about Rosalie."

"Nope." He said, popping the p.

"Then what is it Emmett? I'm trying my best to understand what's happening."

"She knows about Rose. I didn't go about it in the best way. I told her how I truly felt about Rosalie, and let's just say she didn't take it too well."

I grimaced, "I can imagine."

"No, you can't. She told me she was in love with me."

"Whoa."

"Yeah."

"What did you say?"

He dropped his head, "She started getting all pissy, and she was crying. She yelled at me, and nobody yells at me. I totally lost my cool, and I told her I was never in love with her."

"Shit Em. You fucked up bad."

"I know. I've ruined my friendship with Bella, and Jasper's mad at me because he heard us yelling and he's pissed because he's afraid she won't wanna be friends with him anymore. And Rose won't talk to me, because she read Bella's text. So I'm just royally fucked."

"Wait. I thought that Jasper didn't like Bella. Why would he be mad at you?"

"After Jazz and I made up, Bella started hanging out with the two of us more. They're really close now. So he thinks I completely fucked him over, and I totally did."

"I'll say."

"Not fucking helping man."

I sighed, "What would you like me to do Emmett?"

"I don't know. I have no clue what I'm supposed to do."

"Maybe you should give her some space. She'll calm down eventually."

He laughed humorlessly, "Yeah right. You obviously don't know Bella."

"I've never even met her."

"Well you probably never will at this rate."

"Is she going to school with us?"

"Yeah."

"So obviously I'll meet her. Forks High School isn't the biggest place."

"True."

"Maybe you can get Alice to talk to her."

"Maybe. I don't know what good that'll do." He sighed in frustration, "I'm gonna hit the sack, man."

I nodded and turned towards the stairs, making my way to my room.

"Edward?" He called.

"Yeah Emmett?"

"Thanks for listening."

"No problem. Everything will work out eventually."

He rubbed his eyes, "I hope you're right dude."

We said our goodnights and headed off to bed. Who was this Bella? Why did she have both Jasper and Emmett upset? I sighed. Maybe Tanya will know something about her.

I smiled at the thought of my girlfriend. She was perfect. Not only was she beautiful, but she was smart, and had morals. Long ago, I had made a pledge to stay a virgin until I was married. I figured I'd stay single until I was in college, where I had a better chance of meeting someone with my ideals and values. That is until Tanya and her sisters Irina and Kate moved to Forks from Alaska.

She was just so…pure. Something about her made me feel like a good person. And I was content in that. I wouldn't say I was in love. I wasn't even sure what love was. But what Tanya and I had was pure. Plus, what I couldn't do with her, I could handle by myself.

Thinking of Tanya, I remembered I was supposed to call her an hour ago. Mentally kicking myself in the ass, I picked up my phone and dialed her number.

It rung eight times before it got to voicemail. So I left a message and waited fifteen minutes, giving her the chance to call me back.

She didn't. That wasn't like her. So I called her again. No answer.

I was beginning to get worried.

I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, tried combing out my messy hair, to no avail, and picked up my phone to call her for the final time before I went to bed.

On the third ring she answered.

"Who the fuck is this?" She answered angrily.

I was taken aback.

"Tanya?" I asked, hesitantly.

"Oh, Edward…umm, you called at an inopportune time. I was just, um…" She trailed off.

"Just what? This is the third time I've tried to call you, and when you answered…it was…well it wasn't you."

She giggled.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing sweetie. I'm just a little preoccupied."

"With what Tanya?" I was getting impatient.

"Studying." She said nervously.

"You never study this late at night. What could you possibly be studying?"

"Anatomy, Edward. What in the hell has gotten into you?"

I felt horridly guilty, "I'm sorry. When you didn't answer, I became needlessly worried. I'll let you get back to your studies."

"Uh…what? Oh right. Thank hun. Night."

With that she hung up. Huh. Strange.

I shook it off, seeing as she said she was studying. There's nothing wrong with being studious. But something in the back of my mind told me that she wasn't studying. But what else could she possibly be doing?

I went to bed, knowing I wouldn't fall asleep. Not with my brother so upset, and my girlfriend acting strangely. What the hell was going on?