Big, giant rock

"Seth!" I shouted above the roar of the food court. I couldn't see him anywhere and chose to shout him down instead. People stopped and stared at me and my many outbursts of one name.

"Ella, what's up?" Embry questioned as I walked by the table he sat at with the other boys in the family. However my Dad wasn't there as he was with Renesmee and neither was Seth.

He sat leaning back on his red plastic chair and a large, inviting double cheese burger was halfway up to his large mouth.

"Have you guys seen Seth?" I asked/mumbled to the table while clasping my fingers together as I fidgeted on the spot. I didn't want to lose my nerve and the time it was making me fined my imprint was making my nerve decrease as more and more thoughts clogged up my brain.

"Why are you going to create a show for us again like you did in the car park?" Emmett sniggered and the others laughed.

"Have you seen him?" I bit in frustration.

"Ohhh… someone wants some action," Emmett carried on making them laugh at me once again.

I stomped my foot and was getting ready to shout curses at them but Edward interrupted me with his velvet voice.

"Guys, pack it in…" He threw at them while giving out glares. "He went to the toilet about two minutes ago; he should be back in a second." Edward smiled at me. I guess he read my thoughts of wanting Seth to be a friend.

"Thanks," I sighed and carried on standing at the end of the large metal/plastic table while spinning my head searching for him. I didn't want to stand outside the male's bathroom door and wait for him to appear as I may seem desperate - well I basically was, I need him to be my friend.

"Come and sit little niece." Emmett spoke while dragging a chair over from another table and pulled it next to his chair while he tapped the seat to encourage me to sit down.

I fidgeted on the spot and shook my head at his gesture to represent a 'no' (I was to on edge to sit). What if Seth didn't want to be friends after our little show this morning? I moaned to myself wanting Seth to hurry up and reached over the table and snatched a French fry off of Brady's plate.

It got up to my soft, red lips before I heard an outraged cry as someone lost some food. I smiled at Brody in apology. "Sorry, always eat when I'm nervous." I explained.

"What do you want with Seth?" asked Sam in a broad voice as he leaned into the conversation.

"I don't know. I…" I stumbled for words; I really didn't know what to say.

"You what…" Quill encouraged me to carry on my sentence. I shrugged my shoulders in hint that I didn't want to speak but they didn't give up.

"You can tell us anything," Emmett sand in a sing-song voice while he wiggled his eyebrows. I smiled but punched him in the arm with full force; his arm must be made of rocks as pain shot through my hand. I covered the pain up well as I began to cough instead of cry. (I was not expecting that to happen!)

I held it under the table so no one could see as I sat down on the empty chair to cover it from piercing eyes. The pain increased as the clock ticked by.

"Where are the girls? Alice wouldn't let you go free on a shopping trip." Asked Emmett oblivious to the fact he killed my hand!

"We managed to escape from her hold… God it was torture! Me and Renesmee managed to hide while the others got caught." I bit my lip scared to scream once I replied to the big, giant rock.

"Where's Nessie now?" Jacob worried as he searched around the food court.

"With Jasper," I grunted, why did it hurt so bad I was vampire for goodness sake?

"Give me your hand!" Edward sighed as he stood up and strode towards me. The others looked at him confused until he picked up my swollen hand that lay at an angle.

"Get out of my head… ouch it hurts be careful." I cringed as he began to expect it. "Stop touching it… you're not a friggin doctor!" I screamed as he began to lift finger after finger as my knuckles burnt in hell.

"I know but I'm close to one though as I do have a medical degree." He beamed as a proud smile began to form on his face. I wanted to swipe it right off but was happy that I had my tongue to stick out instead as my right hand wasn't usable.

"When did you do that?" Emmett spoke as he titled his head to the side in concentration.

"She did it by hitting a 'big, giant rock' that is supposedly you." Edward said as he concentrated on my hand that began to turn purple. I sighed in frustration before it clicked that he was once again in my head. "Yes I was in your head, and no I can't help it." He smirked towards me while I stomped my foot in anger.

"Haha…the second human in this family that has broken her hand by punching someone," Brody laughed while looking at Jacob.

"Who broke her hand…? and I am not human!" I spat. I really was beginning to process things threw my head slowly.

"Bella did by punching Jacob in the face; it would have been a good punch if Jacob wasn't a wolf." Brody carried on laughing.

I winched as Edward began to prod my injured hand, the only good thing about him was that his coldness was a soother as my right knuckles began to turn numb.

"OMG…" Nessie panicked while running at human speed up to me with her arms flapping about the other girls and my Dad were in tow. "Ella! Are you okay?"

Did I look okay or is a purple, deformed hand normal in her opinion? I mumbled a 'yes' as Edward began to spin my wrist around in circles.

"God dude stop!" I shouted and the whole food court began to become silent as humans stared. "Are you sure this is a medical degree and not a torture degree!" I hissed less loudly as the volume of the building became to increase once again.

"What happened?" Esme franticly worried as she placed her hand on my left shoulder in comfort.

"She punched Emmett." Embry spoke while popping a chip in his mouth as if it was the normal thing to happen when a witch hits a vampire.

"Oh dear…" Esme began to shake her head.

"Ella!" Another voice spoke my name in the most worried voice I had ever heard. "Ella!" It spoke once again in urgency.

"Please don't say that's him," I wisped to Edward as my back was facing the voice I couldn't see behind me.

"It is," Edward spoke apologetically.

"Oh, God" I face palmed with my left hand as my right was out of use completely.

"Ella… Are you okay…? OMG… how did you...? Who did this…? Whoever did this I will kill…! Are you okay?" Seth managed to blend at least seven sentences together all at once if not more.

I nodded in reply while looking away from his face; I didn't want to break down. But seeing his face, his eyes that reminded me of John, memories of our kiss, wanting to be with him but scared, surrounded by gazes of people I love and pain from my right hand made me crumble.

"Leave me alone… Oh god it hurts… get off!" I spoke while staring at the ground. I managed to pull my hand away from Edward and run. Again.