"Will he break it off with Rose because she's back."

I sighed. "I hope. Rose doesn't give him half the satisfaction your sister fives him. Now where were we?" I rolled back on her. "Emmet loves her as much as I love you."

I ran my lips down her throat and onto her collar bone. I tilted her chin up ward, kissing right under it. "I'm glad Ivy came back. Now Emmet will be happy again."

Chapter Four

EmPOV

"Why did you walk the whole way to her house?" Ivy asked. I smiled down at her.

"Do I hear someone whining?" I teased. I hadn't thought she would come back with me and I didn't think ahead that I would need a car. I should have walked on the road to our house but I was gaining that over protectiveness that I had when I was with her and I didn't want anyone hitting on my Ivy. I could probably pick her up and carry her. I bet she didn't way that much and I could use that as an excuse. She did look awfully thin scarily thin actually. When we got to the house I would make sure she ate something, I would fatten her up and give her anything she wanted. But for now her legs didn't look strong enough to carrier her, I swooped her up bridal style and picked up my paste, excited to have her in my arms again. She protested, however, against me carrying her.

"Put me down!" now she was whining. "I probably weigh, like, a million pounds. You are obviously not going to be able to carry me the rest of the way."

I smirked, "Well then we'll just have to take a break on the way."

"Ha, ha, ha, very funny," she said sarcastically. "You'll never be able to carry me the whole way, Emmet. I don't care how big your arms are. Put. Me. Down."

"Ivy," I sighed, "you're only like fifty pounds. You need to eat. How much weight have you lost?" She grumbled something incoherently but I went on. "First change we make is you are going to eat regularly. I don't know if you didn't have the money, or if you just didn't want to but you will eat now."

"Emmet," she laughed, though it didn't reach her eyes and she frowned afterward, "it isn't a big deal. I'm just haven't been that hungry lately. I made plenty of money when I wasn't with you, that wasn't the issue. It's nothing to get worried about. I'll eat plenty when we get to your house if it makes you feel better, I promise."

I didn't exactly feel relieved from her promise. There was something about the new Ivy that I didn't trust. But I would remind her constantly. She yawned in my arms and closed her eyes. "Go to sleep, Ivy. I'll wake you when we get there," I lied. The dark circles under her eyes showed she needed a good night of sleep. And if she was awake then that wouldn't give me time to calm Rosalie and the family. Rosalie would be the trickiest of all and I didn't want her to yell at Ivy, I wanted Ivy as comfortable as possible because it wasn't her idea to stay anyways. When I was sure she was in a deep sleep I was able to run, eager to get her in a comfortable bed.

When I entered the house everyone except for Carlisle was there who was probably at the hospital. Rose immediately clung to my shirt, ignoring the fragile human girl in my arms. I shook Rose off, not in the mood for her games. She gave me a pouty face, saying something but I ignored it. She was getting irritated as I climbed up the stairs to my room. I placed Ivy on the couch which I made into a bed for her. She would be angry that I didn't wake her up but I couldn't wake her up from her peaceful sleep. I suddenly wish that I didn't have to leave to explain everything to my family. I laid multiple blankets on her, as much as I could find, remembering how painful the cold could be, and listening to Bella complain about it. I was only thinking about Ivy. She didn't come with anything, which surprised me. I would have to take her shopping. But first thing first, I needed to break it to the family…and Rose.

I made my way to the door, shutting the lights off. I was about to shut the door but I heard a voice; I turned around worried that she had stirred. Ivy was still asleep but she was talking. Like Bella, Ivy talked in her sleep. I went over by the bed again, smoothing her hair down. "Emmet," she mumbled. I smiled, wanting to stay hear forever and watch her sleep. I knew how Edward felt and I suddenly realized why he could watch Bella sleep at night. "Stay with me," Ivy went on. "Stay with me Emmet. I thought you love me." I murmured soothingly in her ear till she was calm once again. I kissed her forehead and moved down the stairs to the living room where everyone was seated.

Alice was bouncing up and down, cheerful that Ivy was back. Like Bella, Ivy had been the best friend to Alice and the family. "Ivy's back, Ivy's back," she sang. Jasper was containing Alice in his lap, kissing her neck. Rose was sulking in the corner, not use to rejection, with her arms folding over her chest. Esme was smiling blindly at me, saying something how she was so glad to have Ivy and Edward was holding Bella in his arms, reminding me how much I wanted Ivy in my arms but it best be not. At least while Rose was there.

After a moment of silence Rose snapped. "What is that girl doing here? You can't possibly tell me that…"

Rose didn't finish that sentence, not knowing how to. "Listen to me, Rose," I said. "I love you like a sister, Rose. I did think it was more but I found Ivy." Rose's eyes turned black. Alice saw something, a vision, making her jump up and stand in front of Rose.

"Rose, don't," Alice said sharply. "Leave Ivy alone." Alice didn't have to tell me what she saw. I was behind Rose in a flash wrapping my arms around her, restraining her. Rose roared and snarled but she finally took a deep breath.

"Emmet, honey, you don't know what you're saying. If we kill the girl then we won't have any dilemma. I'll forgive you too, Emmet. We can go on like this little road bump never happened," Rose suggested making my blood boil.

"Rosalie!" Esme scolded standing up to protest.

I wrapped my arm around her neck and flexed my muscles making it that much more uncomfortable for her. "You touch a hair on her head and I'll kill you."

"A little aggressive are we?" Rose teased, spinning around. "Just remember she'll never be me."

"You promise," I mumbled as she pushed away from me, stalking off. I made sure that she didn't go down stairs; instead she went outside, letting me relax for a moment. I knew at that moment where I could see all the rage Rose had in her eyes I couldn't let Ivy out of my sight. I was moving upstairs to watch her sleep again but I was stopped by Jasper's words.

"We still have to talk about this, Emmet," his sturdy, clear voice called. I turned around to find Jasper staring at me as he welcomed Alice back into his lap. I leaned against the wall, listening to Jasper walk and Ivy squirm in between her sheets. Jasper cleared his throat before going on. "This girl, Ivy, is not like Bella. Bella understands what we are and we trust Bella. Not that I'm saying we don't trust Ivy," Jasper correct himself as he took in the death glare I shot him, "I'm saying that we haven't seen Ivy in what? How many months? She could be different. She could have changed for the worst, Emmet. Do not let your affection for this girl blind your common sense. Do not tell her anything until the whole family agrees to this."

"Jasper," Bella interrupted, "she's my sister, not the devils daughter." I smiled as Bella stood up for her bigger sister.

"Bella you haven't seen her in five years, love," Edward counter acted. "A person, a human especially, can change in a very short time with the proper motive. Emmet I know your thinking what her motive could possibly be, but Ivy is not like Bella. Bella is the responsible and mature one while Ivy is more…spontaneous. Bella could accept the fact that I left her in her own pain" he flinched but went on to make his point "while Ivy, in my judgment, would deal with loss in anger."

"I am not going to argue with you about this. I respect your wishes for me not to tell her, I won't. But I wish you would have more faith in Ivy," I said with finality, moving up the stairs. Ivy's thrashing was growing more violent and her heart rate was picking up so I was thinking of a way to sooth her in her sleep. I made my way to the couch where she was nestled in her cocoon of blankets. Her pillow had slid onto the floor in her frantic struggle. I stilled her with my hands and lifted her head to place the pillow under her head.

Suddenly her face was distorted with fear, anger and pain. "No," she mumbled, "I don't want to. What are you doing! Who are you! Leave me alone; I don't want this! Emmet! Someone! Help me! Please…" she broke out into sobs. As much as I hated to see her in fear, I knew this could be the answer I wanted. Suddenly her high pitched scream echoed through the house and I had to wake her. I shook her gently knowing there were always different nights.

"Ivy," I murmured, "Ivy wake up, it was just a bad dream." She shot up, hyperventilating, cold sweat running down her forehead and matting her hair around her face like a halo. I stroke her damp hair soothingly, trying to calm her heart. I sat next to her then pulled her into my lap. She curled into a ball on my lap and pressed her body against my chest. I placed my chin on the top of her head, still murmuring. "It was just a dream. You're safe now. I'm here with you. It's okay. Everything is okay." It pained me to see her in such a state of panic, but soon she had regained composure, not daring to close her eyes afraid to see her nightmare once more.

"Oh God," she whimpered, shaking with dread. "I just want it to be over." I tilted her head so she was looking at me and I kissed her forehead.

"It is over," I told her. "It's all over." I started rocking her like a small child, which seemed to irritate her but she didn't move away from me. I clung to her like I was the one who had had the nightmare. Suddenly she kneeled on my thighs and wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning into me. I grabbed her face with my hands letting our foreheads touch. Her breathing was still shallow as she reached her lips to mine, the first time she was the one to kiss me. She broke away from me soon after. I reached for her again but she placed a finger over my lips shaking her head.

"Later," she whispered, giving me a peck on the cheek and lying back down on her pillows. The blanket had been kicked off and her jeans had been rolled up, revealing her thin ankles. I remembered the promise she had made me. My eyes raked her body up and down, seeing the real damage of her scarce weight. Her ribs were visible to my eyes and her arms were skeletons. Her skin was pale from the scar of poor dietary habits.

"Come on," I lifted her into my arms, moving to the top of the stairs, "time to eat."

"Wait!" she stopped me, I gave her an impatient look. She was eating whether she wanted to or not. "Give me a moment to freshen up." I nodded, remembering humans needed to do things like that. I watched as she made her way to a bathroom. I listened as she turned the water on, splashing her face then combing her hair with her fingers. I listened to the rest of her freshening up in Alice's bathroom. She came out with her hair in the same messy bun which she often sported it in. Her clothes were smoothed out and her skin was less flustered from a splash of cold water. I picked her up once more, against her will.

"I am perfectly capable of walking on my own," she argued, struggling against my iron grip in which she had no chance of escaping.

"Well what makes you so sure I am perfectly capable of letting you go?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her. She blushed, removing her eyes from my gaze. I stroked her cheek with my thumb, loving the contrast between her warm skin and my chilled. When we got to the kitchen I placed her in the dinning chair. "What do you want?" I asked, realizing I didn't know how to cook.

"Seriously Emmet, I'm not hungry." Her statement made my blood boil. My hands clenched in fists the unclenched. I had to remember she was only human, flawed in so many ways. I was going to influence her in a good way. She was my clay in my hands. I walked over to the table and leaned across so my face was close to hers.

"You are going to eat," I growled. She sunk into her chair, knowing it was best not to argue with me now. I lifted her chin up with the tip of my finger and kissed the tip of her nose, sorry that I had growled at her. She gave me a small smile before answering me without dodging a good meal.

"I'll make it myself, seeing that you need help," her smile widened as she got up. I followed her around the kitchen as she pulled at two slices of round bread and cream cheese. She was making a bagel. She sat at the table and I sat across from her. She took two small bites before setting it down. "I'm really not that hungry. You can have a few bites if you want."

"Eat it, Ivy. I don't know what happened but you weren't this thin last time I saw you." I tore off a piece and handed it to her. She made a face before swallowing.

"I lot of things changed when you left me," she sounded amused but her words cut me like a knife blade causing me to flinch. I ignored it however and fed her more bites. After eating half of the bagel she gave up entirely, refusing whatever I held in front of her. She just shook her head and pressed her lips together. I could easily pry her jaw open but I didn't want to hurt her. I sighed putting the piece down. We stared at each other for a while. I finally crossed my arms, lifted my chin and sat back on the chair. I could see it in her eyes that she wasn't giving up to me…yet.

I sighed once more, laying my elbows on the table and burying my face in my hands. I looked back up at her. "Ivy," I whispered in clear distress, "I don't know what this is about and I don't know what you're hiding from me but it has to stop. You need to trust and listen to me. I am only doing this for you; you are my only concern. If I tell you to do something you have to do it." I could tell this got her furious. She was the girl that didn't like to be told what to do or be bossed around. But I had to remind myself through the kicking and scream that I was doing what was best for her.

"Emmet," she drew in an angry, shaky breath and jumped to her feet, "I don't know why you think you can walk into my life after you tore out my heart without even mailing me a letter or calling me to let me know your life, and think you can control my actions. Do you think you have the same control over me that you did a few summers ago? Do you even know what I went through when you were gone after you promised to protect me as long as you lived? Well when I needed protecting where were you? When I was screaming your name why those people did what they did, where were you? When I needed you to protect me you didn't. You left me in God know whose hands! What if I don't trust you? What if I don't?" She slid back down to her chair, glaring at the table, tears approaching her eyes.

I let her simmer down for a minute. I wanted her to get her anger up; it wasn't good for her to have pent up emotions. Once she was sobbing I was determine to melt her pain away. "Come here, baby," I hummed, inviting her to sit in my lap. She made her way over, collapsing and crying, her tears staining my shirt. I had never seen her so vulnerable, so hurt, before. She always had some sort of barrier protecting her but now she was completely defenseless. I stroked her hair while rocking her as she told me never to leave her again because I needed to protect her.

Once her tears were dried I held her face towards mine, waiting for her to calm down. "Ivy, what happened?"

She stood up, turning her back and walking away from me. "I can't tell you," she sniffled, turning her head slightly towards my direction. "Stop asking."

"Ivy, were you," I swallowed hard before continuing, "were you raped?"

Ivy looked at me in disgust. "Of course not." That lifted a huge weight off of my shoulders. I couldn't think of what I would do if I ever knew that another man touched my Ivy. I went up to her and wrapped my arms around her neck and shoulders.

"I love you," I reminded her. She shrugged me off, walking away.

"Hey!" I stopped her, making her look at me. "I won't let anything happen to you."

She swatted me off. "You said that last time."

"I'm serious, Ivy." I could hear my voice rising the more I grew impatient. "You can't just blow me off anymore. I hear for you, with you. You can't get rid of me." I smiled at her, hoping that it would mask my annoyance. I didn't know if it had masked mine but she didn't mask hers.

I gripped her shoulders, pressing her into me, "Baby, I love you and I'll never leave you. How can I prove that?"

"I'll think about it," she hissed, trying to back away from me but I refused to let her go. She sighed, her body going limp as she stared at me. "What do you want me to say, Emmet?" I placed my forehead on hers.

"I want you to say you trust me and you love me. I want you to say that you'll let me help you. I want you to say that you want me to protect you. I want you to say that you have faith in me to choose the right decision for you. I want you to, but I know you can't. I know you can't because I broke you. I let you fall when I was supposed to catch you. And I'm sorry for that. I'll do anything to prove that to you."

"Emmet," Ivy said.

"Damnit Ivy! I love you and I want to be with you forever!"

Ivy was tearing up, shaking her head. Suddenly her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She took a deep breath before checking the caller ID. Her eyes widened in a state of shock. She shoved me away, anger and hatred written on her face. "I-I," she stuttered, "I just need to talk in private. I'll be right back." She went out the door to the woods, wandering as far away from the house as possible. I knew who this was. This was whoever she wasn't telling me about. I knew, no matter how wrong it seemed in my head or how much it violated Ivy, I had to follow her and to hear her conversation. I made it swiftly out the door, stalking her. She finally picked up the phone when we were a good length from the house. She checked her surroundings as she picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she whispered. I was too far away to hear what the other person was saying but I heard her side of the conversation perfectly. "What are you tracking me down or something, bagging and tagging me like some animal…what do you mean side effects…well it happens when I'm feeling a lot of emotions but I can control it most of the time…look what did you do to me…oh great, are there others like me, does the government know what your doing…am I like some test animal…what power, it's turning me evil…I just wanted a normal life, I was ignoring that part until you gave me some kind of booster…people are getting suspicious…just leave me alone!" She screamed, slamming the phone to the ground and falling to the ground. I ran back to the house, waiting for her arrival.