So…Here is Breanna's story… Yes, I know I changed the names… I like it better lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight… sad face…


Emmett POV:

Just don't think about it, I was muttering to myself. Think of Rosalie…Think of something else...

But I couldn't.

When the little girl had walked in I had thought it was Grace; back from the dead to haunt me. But it wasn't. It was just a little girl. An innocent girl…

I had just killed, murdered, Grace three years ago. I had fed on other humans since then… But none of them plagued my memories as Grace did. I didn't grieve for any of them the way I did for Grace… She meant almost as much as Rosalie meant to me…Almost…

But this was a baby…

We were sitting in the travel agent's office; waiting for her to come back with a brochure to Australia. Rosalie and I had already been there… We wanted to go to Ireland now. But the travel agent insisted on showing us someplace warmer… She didn't feel someone should spend their honeymoon indoors; deep in blankets to keep warm… The woman had obviously never been married... But she also didn't know that the cold wouldn't bother us.

The agent came back; bouncing on her small heels. Her large nose was turned up and her hair in a tight ponytail. She slightly reminded me of a parrot. I laughed at my thought, making Rosalie kick me. I scowled at her.

As the door was about to shut; the smell smacked me in the face. I turned and watched through the crack as the girl ran from a boy who was chasing her; squealing over the excitement. I continued to watch even after the door was closed. Another kick brought me back from my daydream/nightmare.

"What do you think darling? Would you rather go to Australia?" Rosalie asked. I shook my head to clear it; kissed Rosalie on the cheek; and stood up.

"Whatever you want sweetheart. I have to use the bathroom…" Rosalie eyed me suspiciously. She knew I didn't have to use something so human.

"Go straight out and turn right." The agent informed me. Rosalie was squeezing my hand, hard. I squeezed back harder until she let go. I said thank you and dashed out.

I moved fast, following the same senses as I had the night I tracked Grace… Why was I doing this? I should go back to Rosalie and continue to play house… This "follow your nose" game I was playing was ridiculous…

She ran into me. The smell of her blood hit me hard again as her small frame collided into my hard chest. She flailed helplessly, landing on her behind. She let out a small "Oof!" before she was able to suck in more air.

Turn around Emmett

I could feel my eyes turning black. My mind screamed for release and taste of something so purifying.

No Emmett… No.

Just a taste…

No!

I'll just prick her…a small sample…

No!

I stood there, staring at the girl, debating if I was going to let her live. And she stared up at me; big brown eyes and soft lips. She smiled, her eyes filled with complete trust. She lifted a tiny hand out to me. Idiot, I thought as I took her hand, don't you know what I am? Why are you trusting me to hold you?

She was short, barely coming up to elbow. Her hair was the same color as her eyes, falling in tight curls around her face. We were still holding hands as we stared at each other.

Breanna POV:

"Oof!!" Did I seriously just say oof in front of the hottest guy I had ever seen?!

I wanted to smack myself… oof… Why couldn't I be more girly…? Good grief…

I stretched out a hand for him to help me up. His big hand swarmed mine as he lifted me up with ease. He was tall, gorgeous, and very muscular. I was sure he could pinch me between his fingers like a bug. But he was just so handsome.

SAY SOMETHING MORON!

"Hi."

"Hello," He reached out and pushed some stray curls back behind my ear. His cold touch sent shivers down my spine. "Sorry for knocking you over."

I had stopped breathing and my heart was racing. My ears began to ring; my head screaming RESPOND!

"Th-that's okay. I sh-sh-shouldn't have be-been runni-in-ing after my little br-brother."

Stupid stuttering! Why couldn't I have been born with six toes instead of my stutter…?!

"Why were you chasing him?"

Breathe Breanna…Just breathe…

I let out a big puff of air and calmed myself down. My tongue only turned traitor if I was nervous…And there was no reason to be nervous right now…

"I- I don't remember," I smiled up at him. He chuckled and let go of my hand. I wanted to snatch it back.

"Does your mom work here or something?"

"Yes. We wait here until she gets off to go home." He probably knows this stupid…

"Oh, well, it was nice to run into you …?" He asked, pausing for my name.

"Breanna," I breathed.

"It was nice to run into you Breanna." He smiled with his teeth. They glistened in the light.

"You to…?" I had to know his name!

"Emmett?" I poked my head around his arm and watched as some sort of gorgeous angel floated toward us. Here hair swirled around her face; her eyes bright and gold. I wanted to crawl under a rock… She was so pretty! Emmett turned and faced her; kissing her once she was close. Of course they were together… Perfect people would always be together…

"Emmett? What are you doing love? Who's your friend?" She eyed me suspiciously.

"No one Rosalie. Let's go." He grabbed her arm and walked quickly out of the office, leaving me heartbroken in their wake…

Emmett POV:

"What was that all about?!" Rosalie yelled at me.

"It was nothing!" I shouted back… If she would just leave me alone… I had to work this out… Had to think why little Breanna smelled just as wonderful as Grace had.

"It wasn't nothing Emmett! The bathroom!? Do you even know how to use those anymore?!"

"Just let it go Rosalie!" I flung myself onto our bed, the bed we didn't use for sleep; burrowing my head in the pillows…

I didn't want to fight… I didn't want to think… I just wanted Breanna…

Finally giving in, Rosalie came to the bed and wrapped her arms around me. I turned and repositioned her; fitting her into my side.

"I love you Emmett."

"I love you to Rose… Don't ever forget it…" We lay in silence for hours.

Just go bite her Emmett…

NO!

It'll end the torture…

No it wouldn't! Grace…

Grace is gone… Don't you want that taste again Emmett?

yes…

Then go bite Breanna Emmett…

"Rosalie"

"Yeah?"

"I need to go out for a bit? Stay here?"

"Why don't you want me to come with you?"

"Please… Just stay here… I'll be right back…" I slipped out of her arms and kissed her gently. "I love you." And then I ran out of the house.

Breanna's POV:

I had finally cried myself to sleep…Emmett didn't want me… I wasn't as pretty as Rosalie…

"Breanna." A velvet voiced whispered in my ear. "Breanna, you are so beautiful…"

"Emmett?" My voice croaked; dry from sleep and tears.

"Yes Breanna… You are gorgeous Breanna… Please hold still… Just for a second…"

My body tensed, afraid to move even my fingers. Big hands stroked from my hairline to my neck; worked my tight muscles loose in my back. I relaxed into the blissful touch…

I didn't scream out when the sharp pain coursed through my body; my mind registering it was coming from my neck. I laid still, felt as someone sucked my skin tight and I imagined watching the blood leave my body. Blood had always been an interesting thing to me… Blue in the veins; red in oxygen… The pain faded and I felt nothing; just peace…

Emmett POV:

I went back to the house once I had placed Breanna with Grace… My two mistresses… My two hearts… In a world where I could resist such temptation; they probably would have been friends… No, never friends… I wasn't supposed to be alive and they weren't supposed to be dead… But there they lay… Together; drained…

"Come back to bed Emmett…I'll make you forget…" I walked to her waiting arms; pulled her unyieldingly against me. I buried my face into her straw colored hair; promising myself never to move again. I never wanted to do anything like that again…

"It's okay Emmett… I won't let you again…" And I knew she never would.

"I love you Rosalie…"


It's over?! lol… I liked writing this… Yes, I think being bitten by a Vampire is hot!

To bad you die after…

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