Chapter 4


So Emmett was going to get me out of here, I hope this works. We went throughout the day as if nothing was wrong. When Charlie yelled at me Emmett didn't say anything he just sat there and gave me this 'I told you so' look. So no one expected anything, this seemed like it would work! Then that night I was upstairs waiting for Emmett because he told me he was going to come up later once Charlie and Rebecca were out, and then I heard the thumping feet coming up the stairs.

"Emmett?" I called into the dark staircase.

"Emmett?" I cried again getting a little scared, I mean no one had answered. Emmett would answer wouldn't he? Was it someone else?

"EMMETT ANSWER ME DAMMIT!"I screamed tears falling down my face.

Those footsteps grew louder and louder and the louder they got the more scared I got. Finally I saw a shadow appearing around the corner of the stairs. That was no Emmett the shadow was to big, I suddenly shoved my bag under the bed and threw a blanket over me pretending to be asleep. I heard the footsteps in my room and I turned around pretending I was just turning in my sleep so they wouldn't see my eyes. I felt something fall onto the bed and the footsteps went away growing fainter every second. As soon as I heard them far down the stairs I turned around and looked at what was laying on the bed. I heard more footsteps faster this time, it was Emmett. I tried to hide what the person had put on my bed fast so Emmett wouldn't see I didn't want him to jump to conclusions.

"What the hell was that?" Emmett asked looking freaked out.

"It's not mine I promise! I just saw it on my bed!" I tried to explain but not telling him about that footsteps.

"Then who put it there? Huh?" he questioned.

"I don't know." I said looking down.

"Uh-huh, right." He looked disappointed.


"Cause Bella, you hate him and a fucking butcher knife you're trying to hide from me doesn't help you seem any less innocent in any way!" he yelled back.

"But I told you its not mine…" I started explaining.

We spent some time trying to explain what had happened. Finally he believed me, well somewhat, and he pulled my bag out from under the bed and a note came out with it.

"What's this?" Emmett asked.

"I don't know." I said taking it from his hand.

"It just says 'I want you to have this. Maybe you can do what I've been trying to do for a while now. Use it well.' No signature." I said.

"SCARY" Emmett commented.

"Well no duh!" I said hitting him playfully on the arm.

"You don't have to be so mean about it missy!" Emmett teased.

"See if I leave we wont get to have fun like this!" I said.

"You ruined the moment!" Emmett laughed.

"Sorry." I said…not really sorry.

"Ok come on." Emmett said as he stood up.

"To where?" I asked him.

"Just come." He stated so I followed.

He picked up my bag on the way out and we started walking.

"Wait!" he called.

"What?" I asked confused.

"We better get rid of this!" he proclaimed.

He picked up the knife, opened my tiny window, and he broke the knife with a rock from the ledge(he had always been so strong), and he threw it out into the lake by our house(which always made it smell salty so we didn't go out side much, not that I would be allowed anyways besides just the icebox and such).

"Ok, now we are ready, I didn't want anyone to find it." he said while walking out of the room.

"Ok?" I said not really knowing what was going on with him.

We walked out of the room and down the stairs and through the window by the fire escape. Through the hedges in front of our house and onto the sidewalk, where we stopped and Emmett handed me my bag.

"So this is it?" I asked tears in my eyes.

"This is it." he told me.

"Emmett I'm going to miss you so much!" I said while hugging him tightly.

"Bells, I'm going to miss you to." He replied while he hugged me back.

"Will I ever see you again?" I asked hoping the answer was yes.

"I don't know Bella, I don't know." That's all he said.

"I love you Emmett." I said even surprising myself, we never said that to each other.

"Hah, I love you too Bells." He replied

That was pretty much all that got out for the next half-hour. We just stood there on the sidewalk hugging and crying with each other. I didn't know Emmett had enough emotion in him to cry and be sad. When I was little he would always tell me 'Be happy and suck it up something better's gunna come'. Damn I hope he was right about that. Eventually though that moment had to end, he stopped hugging me and pushed me away lightly looking into my face.

"Here." He said handing me some money.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"Food, water, anything you need. It's not much but it's all I had." He answered.

"I can't take this!" I replied.

"Your gunna! I want you to at least have some money!" Emmett practically yelled.

"Fine." I said stubbornly as I took it and stuck it in my bag.

"Bye Bells." Emmett said.

"Bye Emmett, love you." I said starting to walk away.

I started walking away down the road trying to keep the tears from falling down my face but it was no use. Just then I heard Emmett start running I thought it was in the other direction but suddenly I felt his big arms around me wrapping me in one of his famous bear hugs. I hugged him back tears streaming down my face. He kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear 'love you too' then started walking back in that damned house. I vowed right then and there I would see me brother again no matter what happened to me. I started walking down our road; the sun was peeking up over those mountains that were around our whole city and the sky turning the prettiest pinks and purples and oranges I had ever seen. I walked and walked not knowing where to go tears streaming down my face the whole time. People started leaving the house and getting in their Model T and heading to their office or store where they work like slaves every day. Everyone I passed gave me weird looks as if I shouldn't be there, which I shouldn't have been. I walked right into our so called 'downtown' the busiest place for miles around. People from everywhere always found their way there. But it wasn't really pretty which I imagined a downtown should be.

I was getting awfully hungry so I walked down an alley and hid behind a pile of trash, 'runaway's' weren't supposed to be in the city or anywhere for that matter, so we got thrown in jail if they caught us but I had nowhere else to go! That wasn't my fault? Was it? I pulled out some bread and meat and nibbled some of both till my stomach at least felt halfway full. I didn't know how long I'd be like this so I had to save my food and use as little money as I could. That's how I spent the next few weeks; hiding behind trash, running from police, eating as little as I could, sleeping anywhere I could where no one could see me or find me more hopefully. My birthday actually past in that time I was fifteen. If I were still back home Charlie would still be treating me the exact same way not even acknowledging my birthday. It wasn't fun out here on the streets, in fact I hated it. But Emmett would kill me if I came back, but I didn't want to go back, as bad as this was it was better then living in that house. I had no relatives though, I was stranded.

So I got dirtier and dirtier, hungrier and hungrier, I had used some money to buy milk or some more bread occasionally but I didn't have much left. One day I was eating bread and drinking a little bit of my milk when I heard someone coming down the alley. I couldn't tell if they were an adult or just another kid. I just knew I had to get outta there. I suddenly jumped up and started running as fast as I could right past the person walking towards me. I didn't even see they're face all I figured out was it was a guy, a little taller than me with long dark hair.

"EY!" the person called after me.

They sounded my age, but I couldn't be too careful. I kept running and running, they were following me too! 'What was I gunna do? Shit, a dead end was coming!' I was done for.