Bella's Point of View

My first week of Forks high school has been a bit of a mess. Due to Rosalie Hale constantly following me around, none of the other students were brave enough to approach. When I arrived to school, she was there waiting at the school enterance. In between each class, she was there, watching. At lunch, she sat only one table away from me, along with the rest of her family. At the end of the day, she follows me out to my truck, as if to make sure I was really leaving. And there has even been times that I thought I catch a glimpse of her, while I was at home.

It was beginning to drive me crazy. I couldn't take the constant fear, and the constant looking behind my shoulder. I had to do something. I knew what she was capable of. I've already sustained two broken fingers, that were still mending. I would have to be cautious.

It was Friday, marking the end of the first week of hell. I lingered at my truck, watching as everyone was getting into the cars to leave for the day. They mostly walked in pairs, talking animatedly about their weekend plans. Some still looked in my direction, mostly with a look of pity now, instead of curiousty. They know longer cared to know who I was, they only knew that Rosalie was constantly around me, with harsh eyes that cut through you like daggers. It was enough to keep everyone away. They sensed the threat.

I moved to the side of my truck, pretending to inspect it, while I waited for Rosalie to show up. I was ready to face her. I've had enough.

I waited and waited, the parking lot seemed to clear out quickly. And strangely she didn't show. There is no way she could of snuck past me.

"Hey, is something wrong?" A voice from behind me, made me jump.

My heart instantly fell to the pit of my stomach as I turned. But relief washed over me just as fast as I made eye contact with Emmett. His golden eyes scanned me over, then my truck. "Something wrong with this piece of junk?"

I raised a brow. "No, I don't think so,"

"Then why are you standing out here, staring at it?" A look of amusement came to his face.

The casual nature of Emmett always put me at ease. That would explain why Rosalie wasn't around right now. If Emmett was around me, she wasn't. I didn't know where she was, probably spying us from off in the distance. I wish that Emmett was around all the time. He was really the only person I had here to talk to.

"Honestly, I was waiting for your wife," I sighed, turning completely around to lean on my truck.

His brows pulled together. "I don't think that's the best idea,"

"What's the worst that could happen?"

Emmett lightly reached out, gingerly lifted my hand that had the splint around my fingers. The way that he touched me, it was like I was made of glass. So delicate. As if I would break under just the slightest pressure. "Wasn't this enough of a warning, to keep your distance?"

I looked at our hands, enjoying the slight contact. "I don't like bullies, it's something I've had to deal with before, when I was younger. I can't deal with this anymore."

"She isn't saying anything to you right? And she hasn't tried to hurt you?"

"No, but no one will even look in my direction. I can't make any friends. They are all too afraid to approach me. I really didn't want to spend the rest of my high school years in isolation. I at least wanted to make one friend." I sighed.

"I'll talk to her," He said as he lightly let my hand go.

"I don't need you to fight my battles. I can take care of this myself."

He shook his head. "Maybe so with a normal person. But Rose is different. She isn't safe to be around," He paused as he lowered his head. "I'm not either."

"What does that mean?"

"Don't worry about it, just please keep your distance from her. Let me handle it." His hand again came out to brush a few strands of hair from my face. My body trembled in response. He watched me with silent intensity, his topaz eyes lingering on my mouth.

My cheeks warmed under his icy hand hand. "Your hand is so cold," I muttered quietly.

Emmett withdrew his hand quickly, before shoving it in his pocket. "Sorry about that," He sighed heavily.

"It doesn't bother me," I shook my head as I attempted to catch my breath. I didn't know why it was so difficult to think when I was around Emmett. He was mysterious. Him and his family. There was something very different about them. But I was so wrapped up in Rosalie, that I couldn't think of anything else. No matter what, I would end up talking with her. I wanted to get things settled.

"You should probably get going," Emmett suggested, nodding to the truck, a look of anxiety clouded his face.

I glanced around his tense shoulders, seeing Rosalie. She stood poised, across the parking lot. Gorgeous blonde hair, trendy outfit and a fierce glare in my direction. If looks could kill, I would be dead. It's clear our conversation had been long enough to bother her.

I shook my head, swallowing hard as I searched for my courage. "No, I want to talk with her."

"I'm not about to let that happen." He frowned at me. "Do you have a death wish? Look around, no one is here."

I did as he said, taking note that it was only us in the parking lot. Even all the teachers appeared to have left for the day as well. I guess when the weekend rolled around, no one wanted to linger on school grounds. That made sense.

"She isn't actually going to kill me. I know she is furious, hurt, and wanting to take out those feelings on me. I deserve that. But I can only handle so much." I was about to walk in her direction, but Emmett wrapped an arm around me. His arm became an unbreakable chain around me. I was so close to him my thoughts escaped me. I became completely consumed by his muscular body and flashbacks of our intimate times together.

My face ignited, hotter than before as my legs turned to jelly. I tilted my head back to meet his gaze. "Emmett,"

He silently shook his head. "Please trust me, you don't want to do this." His words were so soft and tender. I felt like I would melt, if it wasn't for the fact that his body, like his hands, were cold as ice. Not to mention, hard as a piece of marble.

"Fine," I relented. "But if this continues for another week, I will talk with her, without your permission."

Emmett nodded, a smirk coming to his face. "So stubborn, you're lucky you're so beautiful." He teased.

My eyes widened a bit at his comment. I might have taken it seriously, if it wasn't for the fact that this was an ongoing joke for Emmett. He would do anything to make me blush. It was his own form of amusement, to my expense. Of course, he didn't mean it. Look at his wife. I wasn't even close to his standards.

I gave him a bit of a push, just enough for him to release me. He watched me closely, his expression turning serious.

"Don't tease me," I grumbled at him. "Playing with people's emotions are wrong."

Emmett cracked just a hint of a smile. "Someone should tell Jasper that." He muttered quietly to himself, before nodding at me. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was bothering you." His hand reached out to cup my warm cheek.

My heart raced in my chest. "It's going to give someone the wrong idea. When you say things like that."

"Is that so," He hummed, his eyes trailing down my body. "It's not like I didn't mean it. You are beautiful. The blushing is just a nice bonus."

I felt a smile come to my face but ducked my head as I noticed Rosalie's growing frustration. I was so conflicted. Instead of replying, I just inched myself away. I went to the driver's seat of my truck and hopped in, before something escalated here. The last thing I wanted was to upset Rosalie any further. But being away from Emmett, it was almost painful. He followed me, keeping his sights only on me as I rolled my window down.

"Be careful," His expression was serious again.

I nodded. "I will… good luck… having a talk with Rosalie." I muttered.

"If I don't show up to school next week, assume she killed me." He teased. But I couldn't help but notice the edge in his voice. Did he really think she would kill him? I was afraid to even ask that question. Instead, I reluctantly twisted the key in the ignition, bringing the thunderous sounds of the truck to life. Before driving out of the parking lot.

I watched Emmett in my rearview mirrors, until he and the school was no longer in sight. There was some quavering in my arms as I held tightly onto the steering wheel. Why did it feel like I've escaped a dangerous situation? Why were things so complicated?

Emmett's Point of View

I watched as Bella drove away in her metal death trap of a truck. When I was sure she was a safe distance, I turned to face Rose, who now appeared next to me. She glared openly at me. Resting her hands on her hips.

"It's not wise to fill her head with lies."

"What lies am I telling her?"

"Calling her beautiful, have you lost your mind? She is just human. Flawed. Look at her. She is so… plain." She hissed.

I rolled my eyes. "You have no idea what it means to be beautiful."

Truthfully, I thought Bella was more than beautiful, exquiste, breath-taking, there weren't enough words to describe her. Although, I didn't want to get Rose more pissed off. I had to keep tensions as low as possible. For Bella's sake.

Rose snorted, turning her head away with a sour look. "How long do you plan on pretending to fancy her? You've made your point."

"I'm not pretending. How long are you going to keep holding onto me, I thought you wanted nothing to do with me." I grumbled as I turned towards my Jeep. Alice was waiting in the front seat. She watched us with a look of discomfort.

"Like I said, she is human. You couldn't hope to have a real relationship with her. You shouldn't even be speaking to her."

"And you shouldn't be stalking her,"

Rose growled lowly. "I wouldn't have to, if you would just leave her alone. If I take my eyes off her for one minute, you swoop in. I'm not about to let you make the same mistake twice."

"What, sleep with her?" I asked with a raised brow.

Rose flinched at my words. "Yes, there is no way I'm letting that happen. If the Volturi find out about this, they would come for us all. Not just you. They would kill her as well. You realize that?"

Pain bolted through my chest. The thought of harm coming to Bella was impossible to hear. I couldn't allow myself to imagine it.

My hands balled into fists at my sides as I reached the Jeep. In the back seat, I felt Jasper's power sweep over me. A feeling of forced calmness. I couldn't fight the effects. Even if I wanted to. My entire body relaxed.

I turned to Rose with a content look. "That won't happen. Because I will protect her. I won't let anyone, including you, hurt her."

She narrowed her eyes at me, her frown deepening on her face. "I will never stop. Until Bella Swan moves out of Forks. I won't leave her alone. Until she pays for ruining our family."

"If she moves, I'll follow her. To the ends of the world if I have to. And if anyone has ruined this family, it's me. Not her. I made the choice to pull her into my life. She had no idea I was married. I never planned on her finding out either. But now that it's out in the open, I have to make amends, to everyone. Not just you. She is human, what I did was dangerous. But I don't regret it."

I got into the jeep and slammed the door shut behind me. Leaving Rose stand there with a look of shock and outrage. I was beginning to see what the others have always seen. She wasn't perfect. Not in the slightest. She had nice features, feminine and soft but strong and confident. Great body. But that's all there was. Nice to look at, but less appealing to be around. Her personality was insufferable. Why hadn't I noticed before? She was always so aggressive and at times she acted like she was better than everyone else. She was a snob.

Alice gave me a tense look. "You're going to have to hang around Bella's house tonight. Rose is scheming. I think you might have really gotten her upset. I wouldn't be surprised if she doesn't start taking action."

I sighed heavily, watching as Rose marched away. On the other side of the parking lot was her BMW. Edward was waiting for her there. Not because he had taken her side. But before Rose wanted details of the thoughts in my mind and Bella's. She was building a case against me, to take to Carlisle.

Edward wasn't willing to pick sides in this, but if one of us asked for information, he indulged details. It wasn't like him. He was usually a private person, when it came to someone else's thoughts. But he had explained it to me. Bella's thoughts were actually enjoyable to listen to. He found them to be, innocent, kind and pure.

She didn't deserve Rose's torment. Hopefully, I could put an end to it today. The family hasn't addressed what happened between Bella and I. Not yet. But that wouldn't be the case after today. Carlisle feels that it is time to talk about it. Rose has been bothering him none stop. He didn't have a clear idea of what was happening, he just knew that a human was involved.

I really didn't even know what to tell him. I slept with a human. Now Rose was angry. Now Rose is stalking her and making her life hell. Maybe he would want me to stay away from Bella, from now on. And that would be the right thing to do. But I wasn't confident that I could manage that. I didn't know why, but I couldn't seem to get the girl off my mind.

Even now, as I'm driving down the road, back towards home. Bella is in every thought. Her smile. The blush that covered her cheeks. The seductive curves of her body. My mind went a little wild with fantasies. I didn't bother thinking of anything else. Edward wasn't around and thinking about her wouldn't hurt anything. It wasn't a crime. But I did wish that some of these fantasies could be answered.

Jasper shifted uncomfortably in the backseat. "Emmett, could you attempt to control the direction of your emotions." He kept glancing towards Alice with a look of yearning. He could feel my lust. He knew who I wanted.

"Sorry," I muttered, focusing my thoughts on something else.

It was hard being surrounded by others that could invade my thoughts and feelings all the time. It felt like I didn't have much privacy when I was at home. That's why I preferred to go out hunting on my own.

Alice looked to me with a grin. "If it means anything, I'm on your side Emmett. I know for a fact that everything will work out."

That made me feel a little better. "Well, I appreciate the support shortie. But I'm not convinced."

We rounded the last turn, before pulling onto the road to the house. For some reason I felt nervous. I knew what was about to happen. I would have to deal with Rose again. She would be cruel and bitter. The image of my beautiful, sweet wife has all but shattered right before my eyes. It's like I had been blind for decades. I hadn't seen her imperfections. Not until I found someone truly perfect. Not just on the outside. But someone with such a kind and compassionate heart.

Bella would always be better than Rose, in my eyes. It was becoming more of a solid fact, every day. I felt my emotions become surer. Even though this whole situation left me in confusion. There was one thing that I was certain. I was beginning to fall in love with that human.

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