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Chapter Five

Emmett's POV

Emmett didn't exactly mean to miss the call, but he was so engrossed in the game he was watching that he ignored it completely, even though her hear it clearly. He forgot that the high trill of it meant someone was calling. Suddenly the commercials came and Emmett groaned loudly, but stood. He noticed the phone still ringing. He rushed to it, only to find that it had gone straight to voicemail. He recognised the voice on the line.

"Emmett, call me as soon as you can, I -" it cut off, and Emmett heard Jasper in the background.

"Alice? Alice what are you seeing?" the voicemail stopped, before he could pick it up. So Alice had called, and seen something? Possibly important, but it wasn't like Alice didn't call often. Every few days, wanting to talk to Bella, she called. Emmett sighed and called Alice, putting it on speaker. Jasper picked up on the first ring.

"Emmett, she can't talk now." He said coldly. Jasper was still mad that Emmett had left Rosalie, and he was on the brink of hating him.

"I can wait." Emmett snapped back, starting to pace the room. After two minutes Alice was back on the phone.

"Emmett!" she squealed.

"Hi, Alice, what did you see?" he asked. His sister stopped. She was completely silent for a whole minute.

"I had two visions. They both involved…Bella." She sounded worried…Emmett automatically stiffened and he found his eyes focussed on the bedroom door and his ears on the beating of her fragile human heart.

"What Alice?" he yelled, forgetting that Bella was asleep. There was some movement in the other room, probably Bella rolling in her bed. She was on speaker phone, because Emmett was watching the game from the corner of his eye.

"Well, in the first she, uh..." Alice paused again. "She died. She was killed by a vampire. You weren't there. The vampire was the woman that visited us a while ago. Her name is Victoria. But there was someone with her. A man, his name was Laurence? Maybe Laurent? I'm not sure. But anyway, in the second you were both alive and in a city. Quite large, I can't narrow it down though." She explained. Emmett breathed in sharply, but was silent. His hand shook and he nearly dropped the phone.

"What can I do to stop the…first one?" he whispered into the phone.

"I don't know. You'll have to figure that one out on your own." She hung up without a goodbye. Emmett dropped the phone and heard a little gasp. He spun around but saw no one. He ran back into the bedroom to find Bella asleep.

Bella's POV

After listening to their whole conversation, Bella heard Alice finish and hang up, and Emmett come into her room. She squeezed her eyes shut and breathed heavily. She heard him enter and come to her side. He brushed a cold hand against her cheek, making her shiver and give away her consciousness. Emmett sighed.

"I guess you heard that all." He murmured. Bella opened her eyes.

"Yup." She whispered. Emmett kneeled by her side.

"It's okay. You'll be fine." He jumped on to the other side of the bed, not making a noise. Bella lay on his hard, cool chest. It reminded her so much of Edward. But she didn't remember loving Edward. Now that she thought of it, how could she ever love another, when she had Emmett? But she was sure she had asked this same question to herself when she was in love with Edward.

Bella turned to face him, and their faces were suddenly very close. Bella, naturally, forgot to breathe. Emmett slowly leaned closer and it turned into a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled back, smiling. Bella was breathless, but also smiling hugely. She yawned and stretched her arms out.

"You should sleep now." Emmett whispered.

Bella groaned and shook her head.

"I don't want to…" she trailed off, eyes slowly fluttering closed.

"Goodnight. I love you, Rose." He sat up in horror after he had spoke. He had said Rose! Rosalie! How could he? Bella jumped up, all fatigue gone.

"Emmett?" she cried. Tears filled her eyes and spilled over, dripping onto her blanket.

"Bella, I -" he started. Bella screamed in frustration, jumping out of the bed. She was dizzy and wobbled on her feet. Emmett put a hand on her shoulder to steady her, but she ran for the bathroom. She locked the door behind her, on Emmett's sad face. She grabbed a towel and threw it over her as she slid into the empty bathtub. She ignored Emmett knocking and talking to her quietly. She buried her face in the towel and sobbed. Finally, the knocks stopped.

Bella cried herself to sleep.

Alice's POV

Today was a popular day for Alice's visions. Three in a day! Her third, of course, was nearly the worst. Next to Bella dying, of course.

Vision

Bella is lying in a large blue bed with Emmett. She is about to fall asleep. Emmett whispers, "Goodnight. I love you, Rose." His eyes suddenly widen and he jumps up as he realises what he has just said. He begins to talk, but Bella is out of bed already, yelling.

"Emmett?" she starts to cry.

"Bella I -" Emmett looks guilt-stricken. Bella screams and runs for the bathroom, locking the door. She cries the rest of the night.

End of vision.

Alice jumped up.

"Emmett!" she grabbed her cell phone from the couch and dialled Emmett. He didn't pick up. Alice tried six other times, but only on the seventh did she leave a message.

"Emmett. I saw what you said! You fricking ass hole!" she screamed into the phone, and then hung up. She was never this mad, and never swore. Well, it wasn't technically swearing…her thoughts trailed off, and she suddenly remembered Bella.

"Alice?" Esme had walked in after her yelling.

"Yes?" Alice was still angry.

"Why is Emmett an 'ass hole'?" She asked innocently. Alice burst into laughter.

Emmett's POV

Emmett couldn't believe himself. He sat on the bed, waiting. He had no idea what he was waiting for. Bella to come out, maybe?

So what? A small part of him whispered. You can torment her some more? Emmett ignored it, looking out of the window. He hadn't gotten over Rosalie.

It wasn't that he didn't love Bella more, but Rosalie was still with him longer, and it was hard to let go. But Emmett knew that Bella was his love now, and he had to make it up to her. He grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled down a note, slipped it under the bathroom door, and ran out of the room.

Bella's POV

Bella heard the hotel door open and close. Good. Emmett had left. She jumped out of the bathtub, nearly slipping on the towel, and ran out of the bathroom. Without hesitation she grabbed her suitcase and shoved her clothes in it, after grabbing a pair of clothes out to change into. She found her mobile phone on the desk, where it wasn't before…

Soon her whole bag was packed, she had showered and changed. She knew that Emmett would be back soon, so she didn't waste a second. The scab on her knee itched, but she resisted the urge to scratch it. She hauled her things out of the room and parked her suitcase right outside of the door, and then ran back inside to get her shoes on. She noticed a little note in the bathroom, and shoved in into her pocket. She found a piece of paper, and laughed mentally. How many times had notes been passed between them?

Emmett.

I see you have not gotten over Rosalie. So go back to her. You love her, and so why are you pretending to love me. I cannot love you when you love another.

I'm sorry.

I will always love you,

From Bella.

Tears dropped and stained the paper as she wrote, and she pressed especially hard when she wrote Rosalie's name. Furiously she ripped off the bottom of it, knowing that he would know who wrote it. An apology was enough; she would not say that she loved him when he so obviously did not feel the same.

She crumpled the ripped off bit and threw it under the bed. Bella swiftly put on her shoes and ran to the door.

She caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror. She was wearing a dark brown blouse with blue jeans and an unzipped black jumper. Her hair was hazelnut brown and quite long. It fell until halfway down her back. Bella's eyes were dull brown and she had very pale skin with a few odd freckles. Shaking her head, she walked out of the room. Why would Emmett be in love with me, anyway? She asked herself. As long as Rosalie existed, there was nothing that could compare to her beauty. Bella was just an ordinary (besides from having a werewolf best friend and two vampire ex-boyfriends, and also being a magnet for danger.) human.

Kind of.

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed! Okay, so OPINIONS PLEASE. Bella and Emmett make up straight away? Bella and Emmett make up at the END? Or do you guys have ideas? Four reviews for an update!

Lauren xx