Whats that you say? She actually updated?

Well I only have this to say-

I do speak sarcasm so I totally got that. Jerk.

Please ignore the above - I have an extremely bad sense of humour. Extremely bad.

Emmett's POV

Of the few things I remember about my human life, running was something that I always liked. Not running away from something (or someone) but just running for the sake of clearing my mind or to see how far I could get!

But today my running felt really pointless. As much as I enjoyed it, I wasn't the fastest in our family. The steady rhythm of feet barely hitting the ground becoming steadily louder behind me was pretty clear evidence of that. Rose was catching up on me, even though I'd had a head start.I tried to push myself faster, but agility just wasn't my strongest point - strength was.

Soon she was infront of me. I skidded to a stand still, trying not to look at her. All those horrible thoughts that had begun to flood into my mind the moment I'd heard Carlise and Esme's conversation had been too much. I wanted more than anything else to have an hour - just an hour- to myself. To clear my mind...

"I'm sure this won't be easy on either of them." Carlisle had said. I knew he'd meant that he thought it would be tough on us, seeing Edward and Bella having a kid when we can't. But it got me thinking...

What were they going to say when they found out Rose's decision? The first thing they'd want to know is why she was doing it... After all, Rose never showed much of a fondness for Bella. Then I started to wonder that myself... I knew Rose was sensitive in the whole "baby department" so I had never stopped to think about it... How far would she go? To get one?

I looked up and nearly gasped. The look of absolute pain and hurt on Rose's face was almost enough for me to forget everything. I took a step forward to console her. She tried to cover up her pained expression but it didn't work.

"Don't." She hissed, "Don't you dare come near me!" I was pretty sure if Rose was able to - she'd be crying now. There was a huge pressure weighing in on my chest that I hadn't felt before, it was a new, intense kind of pain.

"How can you think that about me E-Em-" She stuttered. She couldn't even say my name. If I was in a new kind of pain then she was in a new kind of anger, one that I had never witnessed before.

"I would never-"

"Rose I-" I took another step and placed my hand on her arm and she flinched. I pulled back immediately. This was bad.

She was trembling and I wanted nothing more than to hug her, to soothe her pain and tell her I was sorry and I didn't mean it and I was stupid. But I couldn't get the words out and she wouldn't let me touch her.

"If this is your opinion of me, then I won't make you suffer my company any longer!" If I was human I wouldn't have heard that, it was so quiet I wasn't even sure she'd said it.

I winced at the pain on her face - mainly because it was all my fault. Then she slapped me. Right on the cheek. If I had spoke after that she wouldn't have heard me because she had already left. But not without delivering the final, fatal blow.

"I hate you."

The weight on my chest became so heavy I collapsed to my knees. I reached up to my cheek, not because it hurt, but because it was the last place she'd touched. It might be the last time she ever touched me if I didn't manage to fix this... Before I could stop it, a swear word bubbled up in my chest flew out of my mouth, so loudly I was sure Esme would be telling me off for the rest of the century.

If things had been bad before they were ten times worse now. Although I loved both Bella and Edward, their problems seemed really insignificant now. Nothing mattered but Rosalie. I didn't care what she was going to do or why she was going to do it. I just needed her. For all my muscles and stength I was weak without her.

I picked myself up with great difficulty and trudged home. The hour I had wished for, what seemed like a century ago, was now the last thing I wanted. Why was I such a stupid, for lack of a better word, asshole?

Why did I have to doubt? Before I heard Carlisle talk about it, I had safely and (I now definitely knew) correctly assumed Rose was trying to get as close as she could to being a mom, even if it only meant she could be an aunt. That pain, that weight on my chest, it was shame. And rightly so. I was completey ashamed of what I had thought, the hurt I had caused to my delicate Rose.

I knew better than anyone else just how fragile Rosalie was. Beneath her tough exterior is someone who needs only one thing - love. I had totally let her down. I could smell her scent. It was the most perfect smell in the world. I followed it home. My mind wandered to the early days, this was the first time since then that she had flinched at my touch. Before we were together, Rose was always so careful around me. It took her nearly a year to tell me why.

She said she was "dirty" and that she didn't deserve me. If I could see those men that made her think those things... It took me so long to convince her that she wasn't "dirty" she was perfect. And in less than two hours I had single handedly destroyed nearly a century of perfection because I was an, what was the word? Oh, ASSHOLE.

As I approached the house I braced myself. Through the window I could see Esme on the couch consoling Rose, whose body was shaking violently but I could't see her face, it was buried under Esme's chin. The sight still broke my heart. The weight on my chest crushed down as I tore my eyes away. I didn't even deserve to be in the same house as her. How could I go in? "Hey guys, whats new?" Alice's voice piped up in my head, "Oh, not much, not much. Just ignore those sobbing noises, it's just Rosalie crying because you're an asshole." I knew Alice wouldn't say anthing like that but it was something I deserved to hear.

I turned around and ran, this time not because I wanted to, but because I had to.

"Pulling an Edward?" Alice's voice came from beside me. Of course, she knew where I was going - I just forgot that she might try and stop me. Now I'm a stupid asshole. Great!

"No." I lied.

"Alaska isn't where you should be Emmett. We need to stay together, now more than ever." Alice's musical voice was calm but serious. I heaved a sigh and slowed down. Staying with the Denali's probably wouldn't help with my situation, after all - they were all girls...

"Good." Said Alice, she obviously saw my future shift.

"Alice, do you know if-"

"Rose hasn't made any decisions about you yet." That wasn't necessarily a good thing... "But I do know about her other decision." Alice's voice had become more serious than before, "I haven't told anyone, it's not my place."

"Well it's not mine anymore." I said quietly.

Alice reached up and gave me a hug, it was the best I'd felt since Rose and I's arguement, "Don't worry, it'll blow over." She whispered. Though I didn't believe her words, hearing someone to say "It'll be ok" was the only thing that made things seem a little better. Alice was the best sister I could hope to have. When we broke apart she took my arm and dragged me back to the house.

It's 3:30am and my bro just came in drunk telling me that it was best not to ask me how his night went. Uh oh...

Oh well, clearly theres bigger problems! I do not think Emmett is a stupid asshole - I love him! But he's mad at himself so... yeah.

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Ahem... Moving on!

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Well, maybe not the first part...

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