Bella's Point of View
I was anxious to say the least, for my first day at Forks high school. Although it wasn't off to a bad start. Luckily Charlie had already left for work when I woke up today. So I would at least have the rest of the day to figure out how to convince him that my bed was absolutely destroyed and I had nothing to do with it.
I kept to my normal routine, from when I was living in Arizona. Showered, brushed through the mess of hair on my head, brush my teeth, put a minimal amount of time picking out something to wear, skip breakfast before dashing out to the truck. The truck was the new variable. I was incredibly grateful for Charlie buying me a truck, it brought on some embarrassingly uncomfortable emotions. I wasn't the best at expressing my feelings, especially when someone went out of their way to do something kind for me. I couldn't put the right expression on my face. Words were lost. I stuttered, avoided eye contact and my cheeks would warm up. Ironically enough, Charlie was the same way. Needless to say, not much of a verbal exchange was present at the time Charlie handed the keys over to me.
The way to the school was easy enough, but I still made sure to leave a little early. Driving in the rain was something that I wasn't quite accustomed to. My hands gripped hard on the steering wheel as I peered through the windshield. The rain was bouncing off the glass in a fast darting fashion. Visibility wasn't great. I went slow and made it to the parking lot in one piece. The parking lot was full of unimpressive cars, old and worn out. Similar to my truck, but I guaranteed that my truck was probably the oldest on the lot. I didn't mind that. But I did mind the attention that it brought me.
The student parking lot was almost full, there was only a single open space and it was right next to the nicest car here. A shiny silver Volvo. It was probably a teacher's car, they must have run out of room in the teacher's parking lot. I couldn't think of any other reason a student would be able to afford such a nice car. Unless there was a kid from a rich family here.
I made a face at the thought, before collecting myself. I knew what to expect. Staring, whispering, gossip. Respond with a smile and positive attitude. No one really cares what you say. They are just curious and want something new to talk about. This was a small town. Everyone already knew I was coming. Let's just get this out of the way. Today was always the worst, sooner or later I will blend into the background.
It felt like I was taking the walk of shame as I got out of my truck and made my way towards the building. I could feel the staring, but I put my head down and threw the hood of my jacket over the top of my head. That felt a little better. Like I had a slight amount of privacy. I made it into the building without anyone approaching me, I felt that was a small success.
But I had the feeling that someone was following me. I glanced behind my shoulder a few times, but no one was lingering around me. Still, a feeling of dread was rolling around in my stomach. Something seemed off.
I collected my paperwork for the day, from the friendly woman at the office desk and walked out into the hallway, which was now a sea of unfamiliar faces. Even with my slow driving, I ended up being pretty early. So instead of heading in the direction of my first class, I made my way to my locker instead. I wanted to get this wet jacket off, even though it was offering me a slight buffer from the eyes watching me from all directions.
I had locker 309. It was difficult to find, but what I wasn't expecting was a beautiful blonde girl, waiting for me at the locker. She wore a blank expression, but as I approached her, I could practically feel the waves of aggression and bitterness she presented.
She tossed her long blonde locks over her shoulder with a pointed stare at me. "You're Bella, aren't you? The new girl here." Even her voice was gorgeous. Musically and light. But there was an undertone of anger. I noticed that she referred to me as Bella. Which I had found odd. I had been preparing for all the new people that I met today, to call me Isabella.
"Yeah," I muttered awkwardly, unable to think of anything else to reply. She noticed my discomfort.
"Enjoying your time in Forks so far?" She commented with narrowed eyes.
I nodded slightly. "So far so good."
This was one of the strangest conversations that I've ever had. It almost felt like this girl was angry that I even existed. Her words weren't harsh, but the look on her face was. I wasn't sure how to react to her.
She held her hand out to me. "My name is Rosalie Hale,"
Hesitantly I took her hand, which had been a mistake. Suddenly her hand was tight, incredibly tight. I felt a stinging pain in my finger. There was a pop, then enough discomfort to bring some tears to my eyes. I tried to pull my hand back quickly but she wouldn't let go. The strength was indescribable. She was so feminine and dainty, I wouldn't have thought she would possess such strength.
Rose pulled me in closer, not letting my hand go. "I'm Emmett's wife,"
Emmett. The sound of his name instantly brought a hard flutter in my chest. Sweat dripped down my neck as I realized the situation that I was in. He wasn't just some random guy, he was a married man. To this Earth-shatteringly beautiful woman. Why would he even consider sleeping with me? It didn't make sense.
"O-oh my g-god I'm so sorry… I… u-um didn't know." I stuttered, again trying to withdraw my hand. But she wouldn't let me go. Instead she squeezed harder, there was another snap. This time I really felt my finger break. I bit down hard on my lip to hold back a yelp. The tears are spilling over my cheeks now. I felt eyes on us. This was incredibly embarrassing. A few students were hanging around, watching us closely. News of this encounter would be all over the school. And if anyone hears our actual conversation I would be the talk of the town for years to come.
New girl, first day at Forks and has already slept with a married man. Maybe I should just go home. But I wasn't sure if Rosalie was done with me yet. Her glare was murderous. It really looked like she was going to kill me. A low rumbling sound rose from the bottom of her throat. The hairs on the back of my neck stood. My eyes widened as the blood rushed to my legs, making them go numb. The urge to run was overwhelming. But I was frozen.
Suddenly there was a loud bang, right above my head. I flinched, looking up to see a muscular arm and fist smashed into the locker. I felt someone hovering over me/ My eyes flickered up to meet Emmett's familiar face. His expression was hard; as he watched down at Rosalie and I.
Rosalie glared at him with just as much bitterness as she had given me.
"Leave her out of this Rose," His voice was dark, but controlled.
She snorted in response, before letting my hand drop. "Of course you would come to her rescue.
Slowly Emmett shifted so he came in between the two of us. I felt a little better. At least there would be someone to intervene if Rosalie decided to carry out what she had been wanting to do. Which I'm sure that meant she wanted to beat me up. I didn't blame her. How could I? I was the one that slept with her husband. Even though I was completely unaware. This made me the homewrecker. I didn't know it by experience, but Rene told me, there wasn't much worse in this world, then a woman that would sleep with a man in a committed relationship.
I clutched my injured hand to my chest, trying to keep from twitching my fingers. Two of them hurt pretty bad. I would probably have to see the nurse.
"Look at her, she is completely innocent. She didn't even know about you. You're scaring her to death." Emmett muttered quietly. His brows were pulled together in a tight line.
Rosalie sneered at the two of us, folding her arms across her chest, not appearing to care in the slightest. "No one is innocent in this situation. Let's get that straight. And if you think I'm just going to forgive and forget, you have lost your mind," She turned her icy stare on me now. "You will regret meddling in my life Isabella Swan." Her warning was loud and clear.
She walked off with another flip of her hair. Her expensive looking heels clicked with each step. Her outfit looked like something from a New York fashion show. Trendy, with luxurious material and style. It was a relief to see her leave. Yet all the eyes were still on me. I tried to ignore the ogling as Emmett let his fist drop from the bent locker, down to his side. His eyes were a light topaz. Concern and discomfort was clear on his face.
"Are you alright?"
I shrugged my shoulders, just realizing now that I had been holding my breath. My chest was tight as I attempted to calm my breathing down. I was on the road to hyperventilating. My body trembled as my mind tried to catch up with what just happened.
"I think she broke a couple fingers, but I'll be alright,"
Emmett sighed heavily, reaching down gingerly to take my injured hand. The contact sent electricity down from my fingertips to my elbow. I wasn't sure if he could feel the sensation as well. If he did, he didn't show it. He analyzed my hand, before giving a short bob of his head.
"Yeah, they are broken, let me walk you to the nurse's office." He offered.
I shook my head. "I don't think that's a good idea. Your wife was just about to kill me. If she sees us spending any further time together, I don't think I'll live to see next week."
"I am sorry for all of this. It's entirely my fault. I should have known she would try something." He ran his hand through his dark curls. "If she didn't want us to spend any more time together, she shouldn't have hurt you. It's only right that I escort you to the nurse. This is your first day after all. I'm sure you don't know where the nurse's office is." Lightly he took the books I had been carrying from my arms, to carry them. He began walking in the direction I had just come from.
I followed him reluctantly, ignoring the skip in my heartbeat. "I'm sure I can manage to find my way there. This school isn't that big."
The side of his lip curled upwards for a second. "You're stubborn," It was a statement.
"At this point it's more like, I have a healthy dose of fear," I replied, ducking my head as the two of us walked side-by-side. "Why didn't you… mention you were married… I never would have agreed to… well you know…"
"Have sex with me?" He finished my sentence with a raised brow.
"Shh," I hissed at him, glancing around in a panic at the students that were passing by us. "Do you want to completely ruin my first day? Or do you find my discomfort amusing?"
Emmett chuckled, scanning over my face with a more relaxed grin. "No, nothing like that. I was just hoping to see the blush." He said as his eyes lingered on my cheeks.
As if on cue, my cheeks warmed under his gaze. I glared at him in embarrassment. "Emmett, this is serious. We can't talk to each other anymore. We shouldn't even be seen in the same room."
He stopped abruptly, making me stumble to a stop. His hand came out to steady me for a moment. A teasing smile playing on his lips. "I never noticed how clumsy you were. Definitely more graceful in bed."
My face turned two shades darker as I glared at him, mortified. "Emmet," I growled.
He held his hands up innocently, before all amusement left his face. "I'll keep Rose off your back from now on. It isn't fair that she is blaming you for anything that happened. I was the one that pursued you. I was the one that had to have you. But for your own safety. It would be best to keep some distance." His tone was hollow of emotion.
The thought of him leaving me alone was painful. I didn't want to believe this might be goodbye. Would he never speak to me again? Just become my silent bodyguard. I didn't want that. But I had no right to ask for anything different. He was married. Which was surprising in itself. A high school couple already married. It didn't seem right. If something like that was happening in my school back in Arizona, they would be the highlight of all gossip.
I chewed my lip, watching up at him. The urge to reach out and just touch him crossed my mind. Just to remind myself that he was really here. The man that took my virginity. The man that made me feel so many things. Pleasure, bliss, lust, so many foriegn feelings. I wanted him. More than I had last night.
He watched me silently for a long time, his eyes flickered down to my lips, before he heaved a heavy sigh of defeat. "If you keep making that face… I'm afraid I'm going to lose control over myself again… And this time… I'll hold nothing back." He warned me with hunger darkening his eyes.
My body responded with a quaver, but I let my eyes fall away from him. My heart was pounding hard in my chest. Moisture was beginning between my legs. I squeezed them shut instinctively.
He nodded sharply to the door we had paused at. "Get in there Bella. Before I make another mistake." Now his eyes roamed down my body as he breathed in slowly.
"Okay," I stuttered, quickly darting into the safety of the nurse's office. As soon as the door closed behind me, I let my shoulders slump. I still could hear him, lingering at the door. I wanted to open the door back up and run into his arms. But I stood rigidly still and waited for him to leave.
Today wasn't turning out exactly what I had expected.
Emmett's Point of View
I made it out of the school in just a few seconds. I made sure that no one noticed. I had to get out of there quickly. My mind was racing the different ideas to lure Bella into a private place and ravage her again. The ache I felt was indescribable. Burning desire, it was something I've never felt at this magnitude. I didn't know what it was about Bella Swan, but she was irresistible. It was wrong. No matter how you look at it, it was wrong. She was human. I couldn't get her involved with me.
When I talked with Carlisle, we came to the conclusion that I should spend some time away. I was going to head up to Denali for a while. Not only did I need to avoid Bella, but Rose didn't want me around either. Of course, she was hurt. She wouldn't forgive me. I already know that was going to be the case. Just being around her sent a cold chill down my spine. She looked at me with such contempt and pain. I wanted to just hide. I would have, if it wasn't for the fact that Rose had a mission to ruin Bella's life. If she couldn't kill her, which she was dead certain she would try, if Carlisle would permit. She would make the rest of Bella's life a living hell.
The span of a human life was a short length of time for vampires. And Rose was petty enough to terrorize a human until they took their last breath. That's why I had to stay. I had to take responsibility for my actions. I would watch over Bella, until the very end.
The thought of Bella dying someday, crushed me. Pain swelled up uncomfortably in my chest. I pushed the thoughts down. I needed to remain in control of my emotions. I ran from the school, nearly seven miles before I felt myself relax. I had massive amounts of lust and aggression flowing through me. I positioned myself in front of a tree and began to do some light punches and kicks to its trunk. Not enough to completely demolish the tree, but a few indentations showed where my fists had struck it. The sound was like thunder, ripping through the forest. Birds flew sporadically from the treetops.
My senses stayed crisp. I was half expecting Rose to follow me out here. But it wasn't her, it was Alice. She had such quiet footsteps. She danced over to my side with a warm smile.
"What's up, shortie?" I muttered, avoiding eye contact.
"It's a good thing you left when you did. Or Bella would be getting suspended for getting caught having sex with you in a janitor's closet."
I groaned, throwing one more hard punch into the tree. A large crack formed at its base. "I can't do this every day. There has to be a way to make this easier."
Alice shrugged her shoulders. "Why fight it? Why not just do what makes you happy?"
"Don't mess with me Alice, I'm not in the mood. You know she can't be involved with us. She is human. Fragile. She has a long human life to live. We shouldn't get involved."
"You have already got involved, Emmett."
I made a face. "I don't know why you aren't furious with me."
"Why would I be?"
"Because I had an affair. I broke my vows of marriage. I hurt Rose deeply." I said with a frown coming to my face. "I know Carlisle was extremely disappointed."
"It's not my business, Rose is like a sister to me, and you are my brother. It's not like I could pick a side. I'm here for you both through this. I want to see Rose reflect, take care of herself, and move on. You should do the same." Alice smiled, gently squeezing my shoulder.
I took a little comfort in her words. At least someone wasn't angry with me. Edward has been avoiding me. Jasper has been throwing these looks of pity in my direction. Esme is pretending that nothing has changed, almost as if she is in denial. And of course, Rose has been a wrecking ball around the house. Mood swings, irrational behavior. Everyone was a little uncomfortable being around her right now.
At least Alice was acting herself. Maybe that would be enough. Just having someone to turn to, to talk about all these new thoughts and feelings. The road ahead wasn't going to be easy.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If so, leave a review. I really appreciate hearing what you all think.