Emmett bit down on the rope that was in his mouth. She had sabotaged him when he came home. He got out of his car, and she was waiting there. Rose had beat the shit out of him, tied him up, and now was about to do something to his car. He just didn't know what.

Out of everything he's seen her do, he had no clue what horrible fate his car was going to endure. Was it going to be obliterated? Or just defaced?

Either way, he was going to be pissed.

She smiled in his direction as she brought up her keys to the car. His face was everything she wanted to see in his reaction, and more.

She scraped her house key against the metal, and he started to squirm. So much for his precious car. She started to make a curved line in the metal, and did it to the other side. Both sides matched up, and she drew a crooked line between them. She took a step back and admired her handy work.

A broken heart.

Thats what he was going to suffer after she untied him.

She dusted her hands off, grabbed her stuff from the backseat, and walked up to Emmett. She cut his ropes with a knife as a suburban drove up. She blew him a kiss, flipped him off, and jumped into the car as it drove away.

"Damn," He mumbled under his breath as he shook the ropes off, and ran to his car.

He could still feel the paint and metal scratched off from the keeying.

Fuck, he thought, and banged his head into the roof of the car.

"Ow," He moaned as he rubbed his head and inspected the dent on his roof, along with the keyed in broken heart.

His brother laughed as he approached the keyed car with his girlfriend. "Seems like someone's going to cry," Bella laughed. Emmett glared at her. "Just kidding, shit," Bella mumbled as Edward glared at Emmett glaring at Bella.

"Okay! We're off now!" She pulled Edward away, and soon they disappeared from his sight.

He sighed as he slid down the side of his car.

What mattered so much about that sweater that she had to act like that? He didn't think this plan would backfire that bad. But he was wrong. Like so many things.

First off, somehow, he knew she didn't like over achievers. He could be his slacking, getting into trouble self again. He smiled at the thought.

He wouldn't have to push his brain more then he had to for her. If he did, it would only be plans to get her.

His head slipped into his hands as he stared at the floor.

He didn't know if he wanted to question his sanity by trying harder then he had.

But the questioned remained.

Was she worth it?

She's more then worth it, he thought, and got up.

He could get her.

He would get her.

He just had to try harder.