I slowly walked back into the livingroom to talk to Emmett. This should prove to be interisting...

Emmett waited until I was seated to start talking. Just like before, I sat in Jacob's chair hoping that it would add some comfort.

Emmett on the other hand tried to stay away from the recliner as he could get. I guess that it still smelled like him. I tried to hide the fact that I was smelling the couch, hoping to remember the way he smelled to. But for a totally different reason.

But instead of smells, memories hit me. Me and Jacob sleeping on the couch together holding Desiree when she wasn't even walking. Nights when Des was sleeping and me and Jacob had a few minutes to ourselves. Jacob sitting in the chair, while holding Des in his arms as she slept. So many memories.

"Emmett how long have you been in town?" I just remembered that I had been seeing things when I wasn't paying attention. Maybe it was him. But deep down inside I knew who I hoped it was. But I couldn't give myself hope. The pea sized hole was good enough for me. I didn't need it getting any bigger.

"A few hours. Not very long at all." Emmett smiled. "As I said, I have business to take care of."

"And what would this business include?"

"Nothing." He was lieing. He sounded too innocent. Something was up.

I glared at him, "Now listen here. I have been through hell these last few months! My hasband died, my daughter cried all the time, and I can't handle it! If you don't tell me right now, I'll do something I know you'll regret."

Emmett smiled at me. And that just made me angeryer. "What do you think is so funny?" My voice had gotten a lot colder.

He straightened up in his chair and pretended to be scared so I wouldn't hurt him. "Emmett tell me the business, or get out of my house. You're choice."

Emmett sighed, even though he didn't need to breath. "Someone wanted me to check on you." He looked at me and whatever he saw made it so he continued, "Naturally, he just wanted me to look in the window, but you know me. Do I ever listen? The little wolf's smell didn't help me any either." He grinned.

"He wanted you to check on me? Why? He doesn't care."

Emmett looked shocked. "Sure he does, do you think he would have had me check on you if he didn't care?" He scooted a little bit closer to the recliner. "He's miserable..."

"Serves him right!" I tried to control my anger. "How do you think I felt? The only thing that's keeping me together is Des! You think he is miserable? You should have seen me six years ago. It was not pretty. Thank the Lord for Jacob! Could you even imagine what I would be like if it wasn't for him? I'd be dead, and it wasn't physical death either. It was as if my soul had left my body. I could tell you stories, Emmett. Stories that would make it so you wouldn't be able to sleep if you could. Listen to my stories and then tell me if he's miserable."

"Ok."

"What?" I was shocked.

"Tell me the stories."

"Fine I will. How would you feel if I told you I was raped?"

Emmett looked at me like I was lieing to him. "What!?"

"Mike raped me almost two months after you guys left. He was tired of waiting for me, I guess. One day he pulled me to his car and drove down by the forest by the highway. At that time I didn't care what happened to me. The more he hurt me, the more I liked it. I hoped that if he hurt my just right, I would die."

By that time Emmett had ignored the smell of Jacob's recliner and had picked me up and put me in his lap. I started crying as I remembered what happened to me.

"After that I was more catatonic than before. All I did was hope that I would die. But I tried to keep my pain inside so that I wouldn't hurt Charlie. I never considered suiside. I thought it was to good for me. That went on for months. I think about six...

"And then Jacob showed up, he took care of me." I looked at Emmett as I said, "Unlike your brother, he did everything I needed, wanted, and more. He loved me as is. Damaged goods. By the time that I found out about him being a werewolf, I didn't care anymore. I loved a vampire. So what was the difference?" Emmett opened his mouth to speak. "Please don't talk. I'd like to finish the rest of the story first.

"I loved with as much of my heart that I had left. He excepted that. Soon all my life was about was him. Billy signed the papers saying that we could get married when he turned 17. By that time I was allready five months pregnant.

"My life was happy for awhile. When Des was born I didn't even feel the hole anymore. Only a pea sized one was left. Jacob closed that hole though, for the longest time I forgot about it. Until eight months ago.

"Victoria had come back. I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen 'We can hanldle it Bells', he said. The only thing that comforts me about his death is that when he died, he took down Victoria with him. At least that's what I thought at first.

"Then the hole came back. As I said, just a pea, but big enough that everytime I close my eyes I see them. Both of them. Jacob and Edward. I see Jacob's warm smile, the smile that made a room bright. And then I saw him, Edward, those cold eyes as he told me that he didn't want me. Never loved me. Told me that I was just a distraction. But Jacob's smile keeps the pain at bay. Makes it so that I don't hurt as much.

"Then I open my eyes. And there is Desiree, my little angel. The only thing im my life that is constant and keeps me put together.

"Now, tell me Emmett. Do you think that Edward's miserable?" I glared at him and waited for his answer.

Author's Note: I know this chapter is a little...disturbing, but I think it needed to be done. The chapters ahead are going to be much more..pleasent. Review, tell me what you think. I know most of you like Des, but I don't think every chapter needs to be bright and happy do you? Review and tell me what you think!

XOXOX

Adrian