Hello Readers, I'm so happy to know you've enjoyed this little ficlet, and I hope I will continue to make you happy. This chapter is short because I honestly had no creative juices today and really wanted to get this chapter posted. I hope you like it, lots of love xxx
"What do remember before you woke up?" She said gently, wary of springing the truth on him at once. He was newly-born and irrational in his fear and hunger, scaring him wouldn't be wise, heaven knows what he would do if he felt he was threatened.
He was quite, and she arched her neck slightly to try and gain a look at him,his hand loose and making it possible for her too move. She could dislodge herself if she wanted too, but she suspected that the grip he had was keeping him from exploding, so she didn't move, besides it wasn't like his hold was painful.
"I was-" She heard him cut off, his body shifting uneasily as he tried to remember past the pain. "I was hunting, we had a bar-feast and we needed meat..." She nodded encouragingly, wanting him to continue, discover the truth by himself.
"It's Okay Emmett, I understand you're frightened, but you're safe now."
"No!" He snapped unexpectedly, and she yelped as he shoved her forward and away from him, her body tumbling and landing into two waiting arms. Edward pulled her up and she ignored his attempts to push her behind him to safety and turned to face Emmett, her hands smoothing down her dress.
"I was attacked by a bear, I saw you kill it, I saw you rip its throat out..." She winced at the description, scratching her arm in a nervous habit as he continued, his eyes wide and red as he stared at her, his gaze bright. Carlisle tried his usual attempts to soothe the situation, reminding her of how he had tried to calm her after her own transformation, his hand help up in subjugation as he stepped forward, but Emmett raised a hand, stepping back and snarling.
"I want answers, why am I here?"
"I told you to let him die!" Edward snapped exasperated, shaking his bronze locks and pushing them back from his eyes. Bella ignored him, and bit her lip, her feet inching her forward.
"You were dying, I took you to Carlisle, if I hadn't you would be dead and bear meat." Her words stunned him, and he placed a hand on his stomach, pulling up the soft cotton shirt of the way, a frightened gasp falling from his throat as his hands ran along the flawless expanse of his abdomen, feeling nothing but smoothness, no blood and no scars.
"What - What did you do?" He said breathlessly, eyes raising up to look at her. She opened her mouth to respond, his eyes widened, a hand coming up to his throat. His eyes turning black with what she knew was hunger, the powerful burn of thirst overwhelming.
"She saved your life, be grateful!" Edward snapped, and she slapped his arm, snarling at him.
"What?" Emmett choked out, and she tried to step forward, but he stepped further back.
"You're different Emmett, I don't know why, but I didn't want you to die, Carlilse changed you so that you wouldn't leave."
"Stop speaking in damn riddles, tell me what you did to me, I want you to take me home." He demanded.
She closed her eyes and nodded, "I'm sorry." She breathed, swallowing, "You can't go home. You're a vampire, an immortal, you'll endanger all the people you love if you go back." She was blunt, because that was what he wanted, but it hurt to sound sop heartless in the face of his apparent vulnerablility and she cringed as his eyes darkened, though out of anger or fear she didn't know.
"Emmett..." She said, "Let me explain, it's not as bad as you think."
"Shut up, stay away from me!" He demanded, stumbling back and tripping over the slight step leading from her room and into the hallway, his body crashing and shattering her dresser. He was only down for a millisecond before he was standing again, his head swinging between them warily, his body stepping further back, leading him to the window, though she suspected he wasn't aware of the direction he was going.
"Emmett please, calm down." She begged, watching as the red in his eyes disappeared into a fully black eye. He wasn't rational in his fear and confusion, and his irrationality was making him dangerous.
"Stop!" She watched terrified as his body impacted her window, causing the thin glass to shatter and his body to tumble through, a loud thump meaning he had hit the ground. She rushed to the ledge, and gasped when she saw no sign of him, nothing but the stirring of leaves showing he had took of running into the surrounding woods.
"Oh shit!" Edward shouted, his body quickly moving to follow, leaping to the ground bellow and disappearing in a steak of white.
"He's going to his hometown." She said, jumping from the ledge, sparing Carlisle a glance before taking off running. She had to reach him before he hurt someone, before he hurt himself. This was her fault.