Summary: Emmett is sick of the new, mopey, withdrawn Edward that's a result of leaving Bella, so he gives him the Twilight Saga because it's a local popular "chick flick". Little did they know it was a story about them...what will happen when Edward reads about what happened to Bella when he left? Will he come running back?
A/N: I would like to thank Divepup for supporting me since the beginning and also helping me with the details (ah the "chick flick" idea was AWESOME!) and so, (in addition to the chocolate, position of one of my two bestest friends, and the box of Twinkies you shall receive today...) I dedicate this chapter to you.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOT ANY OF THE CULLEN FAMILY, SWAN FAMILY, AND/OR ANY OTHER CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING IN BOLD!!!
1. chick flick
I went to go find Edward to go hunting. As usual, when I opened the door, he was on the floor, in the corner, curled up in a pathetic little ball. I sighed and entered the room, slowly and cautiously. He was so easy to hurt anymore.
"Edward?" I called quietly, not looking away from him.
"What, Emmett?" he mumbled, looking back at me.
His eyes were coal black, with dark purple rings surrounding them.
"Alice, Jasper, and I are going hunting. Are you coming?" I asked, though I knew we would make him come, whether he wanted to or not.
"What's the point?" Edward said, his eyes straying back to the floor.
"The point is that you need to and you haven't gone for over a month." I said, getting angry with him despite myself.
"I'm not going." he said, refusing to look back up at me.
"Yes, you are. Even if Alice, Jasper, and I have to drag you there." I said, letting him hear the anger in my voice.
"I'm not going." he said again.
"I'm getting Alice and Jasper." I said, and I turned around just as they came in.
"Saw you were going to call for back up." Alice said simply.
"Thanks. Well, then, do you mind helping me to drag him out to the car?" I asked.
"Sure," Jasper said, and we walked over to Edward.
Edward didn't even flinch as we grabbed him and dragged him outside. On the way out, I noticed Esme peering around a corner, looking as though she were crying--or would have been if she could. I tried to give her a small smile, but I think it ended up looking more like a grimace.
Once we had gotten Edward in the back of Carlisle's black Mercedes, the rest of us piled in and pulled out of the driveway. The whole time we were driving out to the nearest hunting site, Edward just sat there in the seat, still slumped against the window, not having bothered to move from when we'd thrown him there, and he was even still staring in the same direction from when he'd been looking at his bedroom floor.
I briefly tried to have a conversation with him, but gave up since he didn't even seem to recognize my presence. At this time, we had gotten to our destination. Alice, Jasper, and I got out, and then proceeded to carry him out of the car. Even as we took him into the woods, he never moved so much as a muscle.
We dropped him (none too gently) on the ground once we'd gotten a good hundred or more feet into the trees.
At this point, we left him to fend for himself as we hunted on the deer and other various animals. Then, only once we were finished, did we worry about him. We went back to where we'd left him and found him still on the ground, staring ahead, but seeing nothing.
"I've got it," said Jasper, running back for a couple of deer.
A few seconds later, he returned with two injured, bleeding deer, one in each arm. He took them over to Edward and set them down in front of him. We then turned around and left him to eat in peace.
After two or three minutes had passed, we returned. Edward had eaten, his eyes now a golden brown, and the purple rings were gone. But other than that, he was exactly the way we'd left him, sitting on the forest floor and looking away.
Grudgingly, we again picked him up and walked him back to the car. Then we returned to the house. We pulled up the driveway, got out, dragged Edward back to his room, and then shut the door on our way out.
"I'm so sick of how…how mopey he's been lately!" I said, not even waiting to be out of earshot. "This was his idea after all. He needs to just get over it already!"
"Emmett, we're all sick of it, but what can we do, because, yes, it was his choice." Alice tried to reason with me.
"Well, I'm going to make sure he stops this insanity." I said, and I knew I would do it, no matter how hard it was or how long it would take.
I returned to my own room, down the hall. I sat down on my unused bed, and tried to think about what I was going to do. He missed Bella, and he needed a distraction. But not just any distraction, like a small joke or anything that was as small and insignificant as that. What he needed is something he loved or at least enjoyed. Like reading.
Reading! That was it! I'd get him something to read! It may be a little difficult to get him to do it, but I would make sure he did. Just like we made sure he went hunting.
So, I went over to my computer and went to a local bookstore's website and looked under the popular section. At the top was a book called Twilight. There was a thumbnail picture of the cover beside it. It was someone's hands, holding an apple.
How odd, I thought to myself, and so I clicked on the link.
I didn't care enough about what it was about to read the summary, but as I glanced at it, I saw something about vampires.
How perfect. Edward would enjoy mocking this! I added it to the cart. As I scrolled to the bottom, I looked at the related items and noticed three other books that looked similar to the one I was looking at. I clicked on the first one, called New Moon. It turned out to be the second book of four in the "Twilight Saga". Cool. I added the other three books to my cart.
I returned to the page for Twilight, and scrolled down to the comments.
There was, of course, a variety of comments. Several were along the lines of "OMG! This book is amazing! I loved it!", but there were also several that basically said "Just a chick flick", and everything in between.
I went to the check out page. It would take at least a week and a half for them to ship the books. I doubted that I'd be able to wait that long. So, I decided that I would just go to the store instead. I quickly jotted down the names of the books…
I closed the window and took the piece of paper with me when I left the room. Alice was waiting just outside the door, of course. She gave me a grin to show her appreciation of my plan. I grinned back and continued on my way out to my Jeep. I drove out of the neighborhood and soon arrived at the local Borders. I went inside and found a computer to find out where the books would be. They were located in the ten section, which happened to be almost right in front of where I was standing. I quickly skimmed the bookshelves and found them at the far end. There were several copies of each book, thankfully. I grabbed a copy of each one and went to the cashier.
For the whole series, it cost a little over $100. Once I'd paid, I went back home, smiling to myself. I got out of the car, grabbing the bag of books, and went inside, only to (once again) find Alice waiting for me.
"I want to help." She said. Of course she did.
I handed her the bag and we went down the hall to Edward's room. Again, he was in the corner, in that pathetic little ball.
"Edward?" I asked him, just like earlier this afternoon.
I walked over to his corner, Alice following.
"Edward," I said again, and I tapped him on the shoulder, "I want to talk to you."
He looked up.
"I know you're upset about what you did, but you've got to remember that it was your idea…your choice. You need to stop moping around like this all day. But I didn't just come in to yell at you. I came to try to help you." I paused, almost expecting him to tell me that he didn't care about the books…deny that they would help him.
But he drowned out everyone's thoughts anymore. So he didn't know.
"I got you some books I thought you might like." I continued, referring to the bag Alice was holding with a jerk of my head, "They're about vampires." I tried to laugh a little, but with little success. "You love mocking people's mistakes. Read them."
Edward slowly shook his head.
"Edward," Alice pleaded, "at least give them a try."
She held out the bag.