A/N: Thanks to my PTB betas Erica (Writting2StayHalfSane) and Bella_Barbaric.
A/N 2: Chaper 9 is Emmett POV.
This situation sucked. It was utter stupidity. It wasn't like I'd never said the kid existed on the brink of insanity, and I couldn't say I was shocked by his drastic decisions either. But this … this was too much. He'd gone far too far this time.
Leaving Forks'd been the first step in his madman's path. And we'd tagged along, of course. That's what family was about. But that didn't mean I agreed with his choices, or even understood them.
Where was the sense in being masochistic? Why tear yourself apart from the person you loved most in the entire universe? I knew what love felt like for us. I knew the intensity of my feelings for Rose. I also knew that being away from her was the only thing that could kill me. If my brother felt only a tenth of this for Bella, the least that could be expected was that the boy was on his way to a madhouse by now.
Leaving the family had been his second and, as of yet, most insane decision. If you've already ditched the love of your existence, why walk away from the only people who could comfort you?
Most of the time, my little brother was a huge puzzle for me. A three million pieces puzzle forming the picture of a cloudy sky. One of those unsolvable ones designed to drive people nuts.
I heard a distant, yet crystal-clear sound. Mom was sobbing. Again. Puzzles were also known to make people really mad and kinda violent, right?
I would have dragged Edward's irresponsible butt back home so we could all be happy again long ago. But, since tiny Alice wouldn't let me, I had to vent my pent-up frustration somehow. The forest trees were definitely up for some thinning today.