Alice's Perspective
Bella's heart rate was decreasing but only just.
"Bella, are you alright?" Esme asked, frantic. Bella looked up at her and nodded.
"Are you going eat anymore?" Edward asked. How could he be anymore stupid? We just forced food into her.
Bella turned from her food to glare at him.
"Go fuck yourself." She grabbed a hand full of the food, throwing it across at him. I didn't even see that coming.
"Bella." I sighed, frustrated. She was making it difficult, couldn't she just eat one meal?
"Don't ever do that again." She hissed.
"Bella?" Emmett caught her attention.
"Yup?" Bella replied flatly.
"Can, I talk to you?" he asked.
She shrugged, getting up.
Emmett Perspective
Bella needed to see what she was doing to herself; I missed the innocent and clumsy human. I knew I should of smashed Edward the day he demanded that we leave.
Bella followed me out slowly, obviously expecting a lecture.
She didn't trust us. I didn't blame her.
We got to the back garden and sat on the top step.
"I'm going to make you a deal." I started.
"What do you have that I want?" Bella rolled her eyes.
I guess she didn't know that we were eavesdropping on her phone call.
"I know you want to use the piano" I half smiled.
Bella blushed. Why was she embarrassed?
"No I don't." She lied.
"Don't play dumb Bella, we heard your phone call, you need it for Charlie's funeral." I stated.
"And?" she demanded.
"Well, I figure I could take the family on a hunting trip all of us, you can have the house to yourself." I smiled, hopefully.
"Since when so you guys go family hunting?" She raised an eyebrow. I wasn't sure if my family would agree to this, but I had to help her. But I was doing it my way.
"We always do." I lied.
"Oh ok." She seemed surprised, I probably shouldn't have lied.
"But, You have to eat one whole meal in front of us." I looked at her, waiting for a reaction.
"So, you take your family away for a bit, I get the house to myself and you're making me eat a whole meal!" she said outraged.
"No you're going to eat it yourself, and then we have a deal." I smiled. This was going quite well.
1 minute passed, where we didn't speak.
I heard her sigh heavily.
"Ok, but you promise?" She questioned.
I nodded, smiling.
"Ok then." I held out my hand, hoping she would shake it.
Bella just looked at it.
"Shall I go cook something then?" I hopped up.
She glared, nodding.
"Well, this is just great." I heard her mumble sarcastically as I walked away.
Bella perspective
I did not have an appetite, I never had a appetite. But what Emmett was offered was probably my only chance to have some alone time and fix Charlie a song for his funeral.
I thought I would suck it up and puke it out later. Emmett didn't realize the glitch in his deal.
I followed Emmett back into the living room, where the Cullen's looked curious even confused. Well at least they weren't eavesdropping.
I took my seat, making no eye contact like before.
Emmett walked passed to the kitchen.
Nearly, 10 minutes had passed. I hoped he wasn't cooking dinner for 2 because I wouldn't eat it. I couldn't even remember the last time I had had a full meal. I was so use to being so empty.
Emmet came in smiling; he was being such an asshole for doing this. I could have compromised something else, but it was too late.
"Here Bella" he shoved, what looked to be like chicken, garlic bread and some creamy pasta.
I breathed out to stop myself from gagging again.
"Bella?" Emmett nodded at the food.
I shook, picking up my knife and fork; I would never be able to finish this.
I looked up at Emmett again, smiling encouragingly.
I sighed, biting on a piece of garlic bread.
It was silent as I kept nibbling on my food. I guess they were silent because they were either shocked or wanted me to concentrate.
But I swear I heard someone hiss 'yes'.
I suddenly started to feel sick in my stomach; I could tell this wasn't going to end well.
I sighed again started on the pasta, it didn't taste that bad. It had taken me about 15 minutes to eat some garlic bread.
God, my plate looked more appetizing.
I rolled my eyes, shoving more pasta into my mouth.
Mystomach made a weird sound, but it wasn't out of hunger. I felt full, or was I?
"What was that?" Rose asked.
I looked up from plate, shrugging.
I let my mind wander, as I tried to finish eating. I was looking forward to some alone time.
One hour later, I sat my fork down, just resisting the urge not to vomit.
I put my elbows on the table, running my fingers through my hair. It was over, but why did it take so long?
"Good job Bella" I could hear the joy in his voice.
I mentally shuddered.
"Emmett" I addressed him sternly.
"I know" he smiled.
I still didn't feel so good. I hoped it was worth it.
Edward shot Emmett a look, I don't think he liked the idea of leaving me home alone.