I DON'T OWN ANYTHING TWILIGHT RELATED.
Hey Guys. Firstly I apologize for not saying I DON'T OWN ANYTHING TWILIGHT RELATED at the beginning of the last chapter. Please forgive me!!!!!!!!!! Secondly, I am so ssssssssssooooooooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyy about the long delay in updating. You see my problem is when I login I get very distracted and then a chapter that is supposed to take two days to write ends up taking a week. Thirdly I have two other stories out. One is called SAVING ME and the other is called IS IT WORTH IT?
SAVING ME is a Bella/Carlisle love story
IS IT WORTH IT? Is another Emmett/Bella story but it is all human.
Lastly, before we go on to the next chapter I have to say this: THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU. I was literally in fully Alice mode so much so my parents thought I was drunk. So please do continue to review my work and I on the other hand will try to learn to contain myself or else I will not see the light of day again.
So onwards with the chapter. Okay, this is the first chapter from Emmett's POV. I think it is high time we get the teddy bear in there. I know some of you already know what is happening but I have never been one to go with what is expected so trust me when I say this is not going to turn out like you expected in the long run. LOVE YOU AND CONTINUE TO REVIEW.
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Chapter Seven
Emmett's POV.
It has been two weeks since the day I became a bachelor once again and for some reason, the pain only seemed to intensify. I hated everything: my life, my family, Rosalie, Edward. I even hated the little pixie. How she did not see any of this was beyond me. I became a shell; only living to breathe the only person who I really did not resent in this moment was Bella because the truth behind it all is that she was hurt the worst. Yes I was left by my "wife" but she found out that all they wanted from her was a child and that if the cost was her life then they were willing to pay it.
I was retreating to my room after meeting Varsha and Sangeetta. They looked like an interesting pair but I did not have the zeal to actually be interested. I was in pain and nothing really mattered to me much. Finally I reached my destination. Even at vampire speed the relief provided by the sanctuary called my room could not come soon enough. I hated everyone around: Carlisle, Esme, Alice even Jasper but for some reason the only person I felt guilty hurting was Bella.
I threw myself onto my bed. The frame groaned in protest. I stretched out fully into the bed, covering my eyes with my arm drowning myself in the Rosalie's scent: honeysuckle and sunlight. All the memories that I had with that woman flooded back to me and my body became to shake with the tearless sobs that I knew to well. I let the pain consume me to the point were I was unaware of anything else.
I had no idea how long I cried until I felt the familiar touch of my mother. Without hesitation I buried my head into her stomach.
"Why mom? Why did they do this? I f she knew that she was with Edward, why did she have to string me along like a pet?" My voice was hoarse with the pain the escaped into my voice.
"I don't know sweetheart. What they did was wrong on so many different levels but I promise you this will never happen to you or Bella again. I promise." This was one thing I loved about Esme. She was always there when we needed her. She cried when we cried, she laughed when we laughed and protected us when we needed her to. She was never much of a fighter but she was vicious when crossed.
We sat there in a comfortable silence neither wanting nor saying anything. Suddenly my thirst flared when the sweetest of scents hit me like a tsunami. Venom pooled in my mouth. In an instant I became a predator needing to find the source of this wine. I was unaware that I was already standing until Esme placed a restraining hand on my shoulder. Looking down at her I saw her eyes too reflected the bloodlust that I now felt. In her pitch black eyes I saw my reflection and saw the image of the monster we became when we smelt human blood. Comprehension dawned and within a second we were both running to Bella's room.
I reached the room before Esme and burst through without thinking only having to recoil when the air within the room hit me. Her blood had saturated the room to a point where you were actually suffocating in the room.
Esme overtook me and headed to the bathroom where the scent of blood was most potent and where the sound of running water could be heard. I stood back waiting for Esme to return with Bella and say everything was alright but that hope was hope was thrown out the window when I heard one of the most blood curling screams in all of my existence.
"CARLISLE."
"Mom!!!!!!!!!" I rushed in to see what the cause of my mother's screams was but was forced to stop in my tracks when I saw what was happening.
There was Bella in the bathtub in a pool of her blood and the water that was cascading down form the shower. She looked lifeless and pale. She was unresponsive and her eyes began to droop as she lost consciousness.
"Oh God." I turned to see my father looking pale and distraught. He took a minute to compose himself and then he was in full doctor mode.
"Emmett I need you to take her out of the tub and place her on the bed. Alice, see about your mother. Jasper, bring my kit for me please." Without a second's hesitation we split up. I reached over and gently took my sister out of the tub. She felt so weak and fragile. I looked at her face only to see the pain still etched in every line. Anger coursed through me like a drug and I wanted nothing more than to crucify Rosalie and Edward for this.
As soon as I placed her on the bed, Carlisle began to work. Sangeetta and Varsha cautiously entered followed by Jacob and Seth. Alice gently guided our mother to the sofa in the room with Jasper taking the set next to her and wrapped his arms around our mother. I did not need to empath to know how much pain our mother was in. Jacob and Seth both were trembling in the door way. Bella was their sister as well and I knew if they could get their hands on Edward and Rosalie that they would without a doubt be dead. Alice gracefully rose and went to speak with Varsha and Sangeetta. Nodding slightly, they both turned their attention to Seth and Jacob whispering so low that we had no chance of hearing. I continued to watch in amazement as the girls gently kissed the wolves on their cheeks and walked into the bathroom, never of them showing a hint of bloodlust.
It was five minutes now since we walked in on one of the most frightening experience of my existence. Carlisle was still working on Bella, bandaging her wrist and hooking up an IV for her. After hooking up the IV, Carlisle stood back and nodded. We knew that was a sign to tell us that he was finished. Turning he looked towards Jacob and Seth, he motioned for them to join the family. Without hesitation they back took seats on the floor and we all started the painstaking process of waiting.
After about ten minutes, Sangeetta and Varsha walked out of the bathroom bringing with them the scent of bleach. Carlisle stood and hugged both girls while welcoming them to the family. It was clear that even though they were fully acquainted with us and that we knew nothing about them, that soon enough they would become a huge part of this family. Silently they walked over to Seth and Jacob and sat in their laps.
"Carlisle," Varsha called, "would you like me to ease Bella's pain?"
"Could you do that?" he asked in a distant voice. It was clear that now all that mattered to him was helping Bella.
She nodded before responding. "I can. Since I am telekinetic, I could put her in a coma like state similar to how a drug induced coma is."
"Thank you. It would be much appreciated." Instantly Bella's breathing evened out and we all knew she was asleep.
Jacob suddenly got up and said that he was going to contact Sam to tell him what had happened. Before he even got a response, he left with Sangeetta following.
Alice finally broke our silence.
"How did I not see this?" She asked. No one had an answer.
"Spilt decision probably." Jasper muttered.
"No. I am watching Bella like a hawk. Even if this was a spilt decision I would have seen something if not everything."
I could have cared less about what was happening. My attention was solely centered on Bella. Nothing else mattered. My sister had just tried to kill herself because of what she had been through. All the while I was in my little bubble only thinking of me but here was a fragile human who was going through this heartache twice and also finding out that her life meant nothing. Guilt crushed me from all sides. In my peripheral vision I saw Jasper cringe. I was selfish and merciless. I always told Bella that she was my little sister and here she was in enough pain to try and kill herself and I was only thinking of me. Stupid Emmett. You are such a good big brother. You deserve an award. How about a functioning heart?
"Think I might be able to answer your question Alice." We all turned to see Jacob and Sam at the door. Sam was holding a letter and even from there I could see it was addressed to Carlisle. Carlisle walked over to Sam and took the letter. Carlisle's reaction was one to behold. Instantly his eyes blackened with anger.
"What is it?" Esme asked. Her voice sounded strangled and so what pained.
"Rosalie." He hissed. At the sound for Rosalie's name all heads snapped up and was steering at him.
"What do you mean, Rosalie?" Alice asked, "Did she do this?"
Refusing to answer, Carlisle nodded his head.
"Emmett, I think you should read this." With trembling hands I took the letter from Carlisle.
What I read stunned me. This was not Rosalie. This could not be Rosalie. Whoever wrote this was the devil. No, this could not be.
Dear Cullens,
I hope you enjoyed the show I put on for you today. Don't worry Bella did not try to kill herself. She is not that pathetic but pathetic none the less. Anyway, if you succeed in saving her, bravo. If not all I will save is good riddance. She deserved it. After all she is the reason why I am not longer a member of the family. Well anyway well will be seeing each other soon enough. As the saying goes: Hell hath no wrath like the wrath of a woman scorned.
Bye for now,
Love,
Rosalie Lillian Hale-Masen
P.S. Sorry we did not invite you to the wedding.
Gently I got up from my seat and walked over to Bella. I knew all eyes were on me
But I could not be bothered. Gently I lowered myself to the bed and pulled Bella to my chest. Underneath the covers I could fell how thin she had become. There were dark circles under her eyes. If I did not hear a heart beat I would have thought that she was a vampire. Gently I lowered my lips to her ears and whispered though I knew everyone could here.
"Bella, honey, I am sorry. I was a bad big brother. Could you forgive me? I promise you I would be here for you always. Now all I want is for you to get better, honey. I cannot live if you leave me Bells. I need you. Could you do that for me? Could you survive for me?" I knew she could not answer but I needed her to know how much she meant to me. I knew time would heal my wounds but for now I was locking them away. Bella needed me more than ever and I promised that I would be there. She needed her big brother and that was what I was going to be. I was going to be her protector and savior and as Jasper said that was a promise I was going to keep.
