Chapter 6: The Power of Emotions

Edward's POV

I had never felt emotions as strong or powerful as I did right now. Anger and guilt consumed me. The power of emotions was not something I fully understood and it was easy for me to let my emotions consume me.

I was angry. Angry that men had attacked my daughter. Angry that those vile men were still walking free after what they did to her. They didn't deserve to live! The very fact that they were still out there somewhere in the world walking free and acting as if they had done nothing wrong angered me to no end. The anger that I felt that night that Bella almost got raped in Port Angeles all those years ago was nothing, absolutely nothing, compared to the anger I felt right now. If I ever found the men that did this to her there would be no hesitation this time. I would kill them. Prison is nowhere near harsh enough for those monsters. It wouldn't be quick and painless either. No that would be too kind. Those monsters needed to die slowly and painfully. I would make sure that is exactly what happened.

I also felt immense guilt and it was not just for one reason. It was for many reasons. It was all my fault that Nessie had been attacked. All my fault! If I had never agreed to give her up for adoption then none of this would have ever happened to her. If she would have stayed with us she would have never been raped. If we wouldn't have turned her human she would have never been in danger because she would have been able to easily defend herself from those men. It was all my fault! I could have easily prevented her rape from ever occurring if I had just fought harder to keep her home with us!

I also felt immense guilt for what I did just now. I had just hit my own daughter. In my anger I had pushed my daughter so hard that she had gotten hurt. I hurt my own daughter. In my own anger I had hurt my own daughter. I was also a monster. I had hurt one of two very important girls in my life. I had hurt her. After my reaction she was probably afraid of me right now. She would probably never forgive me for hurting her. I would certainly deserve it. I would expect no less and no more.

When I got back home Bella still wasn't home yet. Neither were Rosalie and Alice.

Everyone else was unusually silent. Carlisle and Esme barely acknowledged me. All of their minds were preoccupied with thoughts of Nessie. Everyone in this house missed Nessie more then words could possibly describe and when they found out that Nessie and her family had just moved here, well no words can describe how everyone felt. Poor Jasper was so overwhelmed that he had to leave the house for several hours just to get some peace.

Esme. How I wondered how my mother would react to the news that her son was still alive. Every year on the date of his 'death' she was always depressed and nothing would cheer her up. How would she feel when she found out that he was still alive and now has descendants because of him?

How would Rosalie react when she found out that Royce managed to have a kid before she killed him? How would Esme and Rosalie handle the news that their pasts were forever intertwined? Royce IV married to Esme's granddaughter? Who would have ever thought that something like this would happen? I've seen life play tricks on people many times but oh boy did it do a huge number on Rosalie and Esme and they didn't even know it. Oh and then there is the small fact that, out of all the possible families in the world, Nessie just had to end up with them. Yes, fate was playing some serious jokes on us.

Nessie. I was sure that she would not forgive me for the way I reacted. She would be to scared of me now and think that I was nothing more then a monster. I had hurt her and destroyed her stuff.

I turned on my computer and grabbed the first credit card that I found. Although I was certain that my daughter would never forgive me, and was possibly afraid of me right now, the least that I could do was replace the stuff that I broke in my anger. I couldn't do anything about her furniture but I could replace her other things that I had broken. I ordered a new lamp exactly like her old one. I ordered a new copy of each and every movie that I had broken. I ordered a new dog bed for Nessie's pregnant dog. I was on the SeaWorld website ordering a replacement Shamu killer whale for her when I heard a new voice in the room.

"Edward why are you ordering a stuffed Shamu from SeaWorld" I jumped and turned around to face my wife. She was staring at me with a very confused and shocked expression. Probably because I hate stuffed animals and the idea of me getting one was ridiculous to say the least.

Oh dear. How was I going to explain my ordering a SeaWorld stuffed animal to my wife without looking suspicious?

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