Emily's Nightmare16
Bella's Pov
I was pacing, back and forth, in the living room. I had come home with Rosalie and Alice from school, but that was almost twenty minutes ago. I knew for a fact that it didn't take that long for the boys and Emily to get home, especially the way Edward drives. I heard Rosalie sigh. "Bella, I'm sure they're doing something important. Stop pacing around, it's making dizzy," she said. I stopped and looked at her, all curled up on the red couch.
"Well, what if something bad happened?" I asked her. She shook her head; I was getting on her nerves. The door opened, making me jump. I turned and found both Jasper and Emmett there, standing. "Is everything okay?" I asked them, when I caught the look on their faces. Jasper shook his head, while Emmett went and picked Rosalie up, placing her on his lap. He gave her a small kiss before turning to me.
"Did you know that Edward has a really short temper?" he asked me. I nodded, wonder what his short temper got him into this time. "Well so does Emily," he snorted. I looked at him confused. "Well the rain isn't the reason where late," he stated.
"It's raining?" Rosalie asked. He nodded. I turned back to Jasper, who was staring out the window, worried.
"Hey Jasper, are you okay?" I asked him, gently touching his shoulder. He turned and looked at me, gravely. Before he could say anything, Alice came running into the room, looking horrified. Jasper was at her side instantly, taking her into his grasp. "Alice, is everything alright?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"Alice what's wrong?!" demanded Rosalie. I could tell Jasper was sending waves of calmness towards her, because her voice was way to calm for what she said.
"Emily's in big trouble," she told us. Before she could even finish, I was already calling Edward on my cell.
Edward's Pov
I had no idea what the heck I was doing here. I stood in the rain in front of a shabby looking house, waiting for the door to be opened. I gave another small knock and heard things crash and unintelligible words before the door finally opened. "Yeah?" said a voice. I looked up and saw that it was Quill. "Oh, hey! It's the vampire guy! What are you doing here?" he asked me. He looked pleased, but his thoughts where foggy. Something told me that he wasn't straight, right now.
"Do you mind if I come in? I have something to talk to you about," I told him. He nodded and moved away from the door, letting me pass. I entered and looked around; the table was turned over, the lamp on the ground, that's what the crash was. It stank of werewolves, I stopped breathing, and it helped. Quill closed the door and Sam appeared. "Hey Edward, is there something I can help you with?" he asked. I heard a small crash, and found Quill on the couch, asleep. "Oh, sorry about that," Sam apologized. I nodded. Sam led me to the kitchen, where the rest of the pack, family whatever, was. "Thought it smelled funny," murmured Clara. I shot her a glare, she growled. Sam put a hand on his shoulder, telling her to calm down.
"Is there something that you needed Edward?" asked Matthew. Before I could actually say anything, my phone rang. "Hold on a sec?" I asked them. They nodded, and I picked up. "Hello?" I answered.
"O Edward," said Bella drastically.
"Bella, what's wrong?" I asked her.
Before she could answer, Alice took the phone, "Edward, I had a vision. It's about Emily. It wasn't very clear, but I do know that she's lost and in trouble. We're going to go look for her, but her scent was washed away by the rain," she told me.
"Okay Alice, I'll be right there. Tell Bella to calm down and I'll see you in the woods," I told her as I shut the phone down. I almost crushed the phone when I shut it. I turned back to look at the pack, who was staring at me curiously. I sighed, "Well have to do this later," I told them as I turned to leave.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked, stopping me. I turned back to look at him, they could help; they probably knew the woods better than we did.
"Emily's in trouble. She's lost, somewhere in the woods, probably hurt. We're going to try and find her, but her scent was probably washed out by the rain, and we don't know the woods that well. Will you help us?" I asked them. Matthew was already half way out the door, pulling Quill up with him. I turned back to look at the rest of them, Sam was nodding and Clara was shaking her head. "You don't have to go," I told her simply, following Sam out of the kitchen.
She shook her head, "I'd better go anyway, it's probably my fault anyway," she muttered.
They snapped their heads back at her, "Explanations later," I told them, "First we find Emily." They nodded and we all headed out the door. Please let her be okay, I thought to myself as I took of sprinting back to the house.
I made it back to the house before the werewolves did. I opened the door to find Bella. I quickly took her into my grasp, kissing her fiercely. "Bella, calm down, we're going to find her," I reassured her. She gave a small nod and started to breathe normally again. She gave a small nod, but didn't let go off me. I pulled to my side and walked in. Everyone was gathered in the kitchen, our meeting place, looking over a really big map, of the forest probably.
"Edward, are you not breathing?" Bella asked suddenly. I looked down at her, and nodded.
Everyone looked up, "I've brought help," I told them. As if on cue, Sam knocked the open door.
"You ready?" he asked. I turned back to look at my family and they all nodded.
I turned back to Sam, "We'll be out in a sec," I told him. He nodded and left, you could hear him morph from here. What is taking them so long, asked Clara impatiently. I snickered and headed out the door.
Emily's Pov
I came to; I have no idea how long later. I took a deep breath, breathing in dirt molecules. I coughed, breathing in more dirt. I tried to move, but immediately stopped as a pain shot through my left leg. I turned my head and saw that my foot seemed to be at an odd angel. I tried to move it, but it hurt too much. I could probably move the rocks, but if I did, it could bring down the rest of the rocks, I thought to myself. I leaned against the rock wall and closed my eyes.
Since when had my life become so difficult? What had happened that I ended up here in a small crevice, damp, muddy and probably with a broken ankle in part of a forest that I had no idea existed? If it was made of electricity, I could get out of this. Electricity! I searched my pockets and the floor around me, but didn't find what I was looking for. I groaned my phone had probably fallen out when I slipped!
I had no idea how much longer I sat in the cave. The mud had dried and cracked along my arms. My white shirt was now brown, with mud and dirt, I kept breathing in. I heard a distant muffled howl. Fear consumed me, wolves, but I heard it again and it sounded familiar. I heard a more familiar voice shout my name. "Emily! Emily, where are you?" Bella shouted. Bella was here, and that meant that the rest of my family was near.
"Bella, Bella help!" I yelled as loud as I could, before I had to stop, any movement brought dust. I heard something scratch against the rocks and whimper. I mentally smacked myself, that howl had belonged to wolves, werewolves.
"Emily?" Bella asked. She sounded closer than before.
"Bella," I yelled. I could her sigh in relief.
"Emily, I'm so glad I found you! Are you okay?" she asked. I started cracking up; the dust was defiantly going to my head.
"I'm stuck behind a wall of rock. I'm muddy and wet. Oh, and my foot's stuck in between two rocks," I said cheerfully, before coughing again. I could just imagine nodding her head, in comprehension, as if she too had been stuck in the wall.
I could hear Bella talk on her phone. "We found her, well actually Matthew found her. Did you know werewolves have acute hearing? Yeah, yeah. Um actually I have no idea where we are. Oh wait, Matthew morphed back, let me put him on." I froze, Matthew was here? Well of course he's here, he's with his pack, I argued with myself. I adjust myself a bit, it was getting uncomfortable. I cringed when I moved my foot. "Emily, are you okay?" I heard Matthew ask me. It amazed me how close it actually sounded, like he was right next to me.
"I'm stuck behind a wall of rock. Do you think I'm okay? Don't answer that, do me a favor? Don't try and pull any rocks out, okay? One wrong pull and I'll get squashed," I told him.
"Okay," he said unconvincingly. I tried pulling my leg out again, but that didn't.
"You shouldn't be doing that, you might injury it more," I heard a sweet, velvet voice say.
"Edward!" I cried happily.