Again, this continues directly after the previous chapter. I had a little bit of trouble with the ending, and it doesn't seem to fit very well, but I hope it isn't too out of place.
With snarls ripping out of my chest and wordless growls hissing out of my mouth, my body sunk lower into its hunting crouch. As I glared at Emmett, the red tinge covered over my eyes, invading my thoughts. Though my course of action was clear, nobody moved to stop me; not Alice, who must have seen my intentions; not Jasper, who knew all too well how out of control newborns can get; not Edward, who stood the closest to me out of everyone; not even Rosalie, who could see the vicious intentions in my eyes as I prepared to lunge at her husband.
Even despite the proof that I was stronger than him, Emmett remained unmoved, his smug, superior grin stretching even wider as he took in my wild, uncontrolled state. I could hear Esme and Carlisle murmuring anxiously, and my mind processed the reason why they might not be stopping me. To them, I must be truly frightening, but my body refused to shift its intentions, my vampire mind not thinking through decisions before putting them into action. I lunged, straight for Emmett throat.
As I leaped through the air, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion and double-time in the same instant. Before I could remind myself what happened the last time I let my temper get the better of me, I was already tackling Emmett to the ground, pinning his shoulders with a little too much force. Remembering the delicate state of the furniture and house were the last things on my mind as I struggled to control my overflowing emotions. I could hear the protesting of the wooden floor as I leant over Emmett, snarling, trying to cling onto any bit of reason I had left.
My mind searched around for something else to focus on, growls still erupting from my chest. Finally I tuned all my focus to Renesmee's heartbeat and steady breathing, the only sound left in a room full of statues. Obviously reason came to my face at the same time it flooded threw my mind. With one last ear-splitting snarl, I leaped off Emmett, running as far away as possible as I could from him in the room.
Emmett's expression was no longer smug, and although he tried to cover it up quickly, I could see the terror in his eyes. That made me feel a little better, and a small smile twisted on my lips. As soon as he could see I was in control, Edward was at my side, his arms wrapped around my waist, restraining subtly. I hadn't noticed him hand Renesmee off Esme, the furthest from Emmett in the room. I sighed. What would my daughter think of me now? Would she see me as a hideous monster?
Her eyes were the first eyes I met, though they were not full of the fear and disgust I had expected. Her chocolate brown eyes were full of excitement and amusement, her breathtaking smile lightening up the room. I wanted to cross the room and apologise for letting her see me like that, out of control, and to be quite honest, dangerous. But I knew there was someone else I had to apologise too. I couldn't even meet his eyes, or anyone else's eyes.
"I'm so sorry Emmett," I whispered, knowing he could hear me, "I don't know what happened...one second I was angry, the next I was trying to attack you." Edward tried to comfort me, no matter how much I deserved to wallow in guilt, and pressed him lips against my hair, loosening his hold. When I peeked up, Emmett was flexing his muscles out like a superhero, his face excited, as if my nearly killing him was the most fun thing that had happened to him.
"No problem, Bella," he shrugged, "That was exciting. I should wind you up more often. Not a limb out of place!" Emmett continued flexing, as if some form of achievement came out of our...encounter. Rosalie was not so pleased; that much was obvious from her face, still beyond beautiful, even when twisted into a glare. I braced, expecting her to yell, or attack me. After all, I had just come quite close to killing her husband because of my stupid temper.
"EMMETT!" She screamed, hitting him over the back of the head with almost as much force as I did, "You had a deal! She could have killed you, and it would have been entirely your fault!" Rosalie seemed as furious as I had, though I could still see her shrieking was out of love for her husband. Carlisle and Esme were politely looking away now- obviously Rosalie's chiding was not unusual- as they cooed over Renesmee, still in Esme's lap. Jasper looked wary, no doubt trying to calm down Rosalie, while still keeping me from attacking again. Alice looked uninterested; she had already seen this outcome. All the while, Edward had been placing chaste kisses against my temple and hair, distracting me, calming me down.
"Bella," Emmett called, "You. Me. Rematch." He couldn't be serious! Was teasing me that satisfying that he wanted his right back to spread my sex life to anyone he wished? Not that having his right taken away stopped him. I sighed, but nodded. It felt good to release some of my strength, and it would probably be better to release it now, rather than wait until the next time I snap.
"Excellent," he hissed, leading the way to that same rock outside. Edward unlocked his arms, but entwined his fingers with mine, following me outside. Nobody followed us this time, which I was grateful for. As much as I loved my family, space was probably best for the next few minutes. Edward released my hand as Emmett put his elbow on the rock, his fingers beckoning me. I stood opposite him, placing my hand in his much larger one.
"I win, and I have free speech, saying whatever I like about your sex life, whenever I want, to whoever I want. And you can't attack me." Emmett proposed, confident, as if he had already won the match. I rolled my eyes, certain my strength could not have worn off that fast.
"Deal. I win, and you have to keep your mouth shut. No innuendos, no pointed jokes, about me, or Edward. I mean it." My voice got harsher with each word. Emmett nodded smiling, flexing his biceps. Then the force hit my hand, though it did not move in the slightest. I let him push as hard as he could for a minute, concentrating on the strength in my arm released. Curious, I let my hand slip by a millimetre. Emmett's smile grew, thinking he had this one. I could feel him push harder. Eventually the boredom fell through, and I smashed his hand down against the rock, with much too much force.
His hand shot straight through the rock, digging into it, causing the rock to crack. As I let go, the rock split in half, before crumbling to the ground. Emmett growled, childishly smashing half a dozen more rocks before storming back into the house. I snickered, walking back over to where Edward stood. A tinkling bell laugh froze my body, and I looked up to see Renesmee looking out the window, pointing at me. Abruptly, I grabbed Edward's hand, sprinting straight through the door, scooping Renesmee up in my arms.
She pressed her little hand against my cheek, showing me first lunging at Emmett, my movements surprising graceful compared to the horrifying sounds ripping out of my mouth, then smashing the rock in half as I crashed Emmett's fist into the rock. Her thoughts were the opposite of frightened; they were amused and excited. The previously tense atmosphere had completely disappeared from the room as people broke off to do their normal activities. Carlisle and Esme still sat on the couch, talking quietly. Rosalie and Emmett had gone back to watching TV, safely on a reality show. Alice and Jasper had moved to occupy the love seat, staring at each other intensely. Edward was right by my side, his arms tenderly wrapped around Renesmee and me, leaning down to kiss her forehead every so often as she dozed off to sleep. I couldn't help but kiss her too, her heated skin not seeming to mind my cold lips. I sighed, wondering if this moment could get any more perfect.
Sorry this chapter was quite a bit shorter than others. I could have continued on a bit further, but I wanted to leave the next part for a new chapter. I will try an update as soon as the ideas are developed enough in my head to write them down.