Emile's Nightmare15
We walked to the Volvo in silence. Bella, Alice and Rosalie had already gone home in Rosalie's convertible, so I had to ride with Edward and them. As we got closer, I could tell Emmett had an urge to kick the tire, something he did when he was mad, but Edward shot him a glare. I opened the back door of the car and got in, but not before slamming the door shut. I saw Edward cringe "Sorry," I muttered. Jasper got in next to me and Emmett took the passenger seat. Edward just nodded and turned on the ignition, making the car purr. I looked out the window and watched as the trees slowly got slimmer and pushed together, until it was just one huge blur. We got to the house in no time. Edward turned the power off, but didn't get out, no one did.
I don't know how much time we just sat there; an hour maybe or it could have just been a minute, before Edward spoke.
He didn't even turn to look at me, "What happened Emily?" he asked.
I bet everyone was wondering the same thing, "Clara happened," I muttered. Edward sighed, I knew he was getting mad, and why did he have to get mad? I mean he's not the one that almost blew our cover.
"We know that, but how did it start?" he asked.
"Well if you really must know, I bumped into her and dropped her books," I said. They stared at me, "Accidentally. I wasn't watching where I was going," I snapped. They got the point and went back to looking in different directions.
"Then what happened?" asked Jasper softly.
"I apologized and when we bent down to pick up our stuff, she called me a leech. Then I handed her, her stuff and called her a pup. Then she retorted that by saying 'at least I'm alive,'" I said mocking her voice, or trying to anyway. Jasper looked like that had hurt him too, and Edward was clenching his steering wheel. "Then I told her she wouldn't be for long. Oh and I think that's when I called her a bitch. And then you guys came," I finished.
"You called her a bitch?" asked Emmett, he didn't seem mad, he seemed glad? Edward gave him a stare, "What? You have to admit, that was a pretty good come back. Seeing it works for both ways of the word," he said defensively. He winked at me, and I giggled. That was one of the things I loved about Emmett, he was so easy.
"This is not funny," snapped Edward. I stopped giggling and tried to look stern. It wasn't happening. "Emily, this is serious. We can't get in trouble with the werewolves," he said harshly. He was getting mad! He had nothing to be mad about!
"Oh well sorry! Next time I'll try to act normal!" I yelled. I couldn't take it anymore; my short temper was getting the better of me. I pushed the door open and sprinted out of the Volvo. As soon as I touched the ground, I took of running, throwing my backpack to the ground in the process. I could hear as Jasper called out my name, but I didn't listen, I just kept running. I ran, picking up speed, muttering stupid shiny Volvo owner under my breath. It was a habit I had, running from my problems instead of facing them. Well, we can't all be perfect.
Jasper's Pov
Emily raced out of the Volvo, throwing her bag to the ground. I called out her name, but she didn't respond. She just kept running. Edward hit the steering wheel, shaking the car. "Why didn't you stop her?" he snarled at me. I looked at him, staying abnormally calm.
"I'm not the one yelling at her," I said calmly.
He glared at me, "Aren't you the one that's supposed to calm everyone down!" he snapped.
I nodded, "I've been trying to, your just way to mad to notice, and Emily was just ignoring it," I told him. He rolled his eyes and got out of the car, storming in the opposite direction.
"Where are you going?" Emmett called after him. Edward completely ignored him and kept stalking off.
"Should we go after them?" he asked me.
I shook my head, "Sometime they need to cool of naturally," I told him. He nodded and we headed back into the house. At the door way, it began to thunder; I looked at the sky, which was now dark and gloomy. I hope they resolve their problems soon, I thought gloomily.
Emily's Pov
I ran around the house and into the woods. I felt the drops of freezing rain hit my face. Great, I hated rain, especially cold rain. I didn't stop, I couldn't stop. I don't know how long I ran, how deep I got into the woods I got. When I finally decided to slow down, I had no idea where I was. Nothing looked familiar, nothing smelled familiar.
Of course, bad luck was following me everywhere today, and I didn't see the hole or the hill drop covered in mud. Oh, and going really fast was no help at all. So, I bet you can imagine me, running, slipping down the mud covered hill uncontrollably and crashing into a wall of rock that popped up out of no where.
I crashed into the rock wall, hitting it really hard. Normally, that would have been okay, had rocks not been lose and began to fall. Scooting back as far as possible into a little dent thing within the wall; I covered my head with my hands and made myself as small as possible. I took one last glimpse and I saw something so horrible, scary and peculiar every. I saw two hungry looking, red, crimson eyes. I couldn't make sure though, for rocks kept falling, hitting my head and soon all was dark once more. I wasn't sure I'd come back this time.