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BPOV

I breathed in deeply, I knew he was going to be downstairs, if Emmett had heard, then

Edward would be in next to explain things to try to make up for everything, I wanted nothing of that.

I walked up to Emmett and looked into his saddened golden eyes. It was like he was

breaking inside, like his happy-go-lucky outlook, had been shattered. "I'll drive you home, I need to get outta here for a while" I followed him down the hall and down the winding staircase.

It look me a second to see what was happening because well it's hard to see past Emmett

being all tall, and big, but I couldn't have truly pictured it till now.

There on the piano laid out on the keys were Edward and Rosalie making out, remorseful…yeah right. I grabbed Emmett's hand, it felt so small under his iron strength. No wonder he was just standing there.

"Ahem."

Emmett coughed, then, at vampire speed the couple split to opposite sides of the room. Rosalie's scarlet lipstick smeared aross her pale skin and Edward's.

Hearing about this betrayal was hard enough but to actually see them… I couldn't move, I felt my body tense up, there he was heavily breathing, face in his hands. I couldn't take it. How was I supposed to react!

I ran past Emmet and Edward, and the little skank. Tears falling uncontrollable down my face, my eyes began to burn as I felt the back of my throat get dry and rough. It was dark outside and I slammed into the jeep, falling backward into the mud.

"Bella, you ok?"

Emmet grabbed my arms and helped me up, I was quite a sight, covered in mud and patches of grass. He stroked the hair from my face and quickly opened the door to let me in.

"So where are we off to" I asked as he drove in a different direction than Forks. He passed me a thin little book, on the cover it read: So you want to be a Canadian eh?

I looked at him and he was serious, well as serious as Emmett could get. "A bit north for a while, hope you don't mind" I didn't want to talk to anyone or see anyone, so off the Canada we went awaiting frosty peeks, Igloos, baby seals, and parkas

I really hated the rain in Forks,

but what I hated more than the rain was snow.

But at this moment what I hated more than the rain and the snow combined, or should I say who… was Rosalie.

Why do these always seem so short oh well, sorry for not updating for SOOO long,

I have no excuse, wait , does being and unmotivated lazy teenager count?

You decide! I promise to keep up with updating now. More chaptuurs soon!