Show Us Your Dark Side Contest

Title: March Out Of The Madness

Pen Name(s): Twisted Minds Think Alike (Jaspers Sex Kitten and MaitresseSaint)

Summary: AU Post New Moon - The Cullen's have left and Bella is not herself. Emmett is distraught after the love of his life leaves him. Alice sends Emmett to help Bella. Can they help each other, come back from the dark side and find love again? *Rated M for language and lemons*

Disclaimer: *Cries* We own nothing except our sick little minds. All things Twilight belong to SM, we are just borrowing them to play with for a bit.

Songs for O/S: March out of the Madness - Papa Roach, Perfect Insanity - Disturbed, Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day, Broke - Seeth (feat. Amy Lee), Head Strong - Trapt, Scared - 3 Days Grace, Foxy Foxy - Rob Zombie, Sleep to Dream - Fiona Apple & Outside - Stained

Bella's POV

It had been a week since Edward left me in the woods. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep; all I did was replay him telling me he didn't want me. What in the hell was wrong with me? I am a stupid human girl in love with a vampire. A vampire who didn't love me, didn't want me… no wonder he never wanted anything more....

Charlie and Renee were trying to be supportive, but they were really off base. They were pushing me away by trying to force my hand. I needed to be left alone! I needed to feel, it was the only thing that would help me. I refused to allow that masochistic, selfish, emo-ass to ruin my life. Sure, I was bitter. I refused to let him defeat me.

What hurt the most is that they all left. Alice, my best friend, my sister… gone. Emmett, my loving play-full big brother… gone. Jasper, who I never got a chance to say I'm sorry to… gone. Carlisle and Esme, my second set of parents… gone. No goodbye, no I 'm sorry.

"Bella, I'm sending you to stay with Renee," Charlie said, pulling my suitcase from the closet.

"Fuck off," I said.

"Watch yourself, young lady. He left, he is gone. I will not let you waste away while you sit here waiting for him to return," Charlie said through gritted teeth.

I jumped up of the bed and made my way to Charlie. I grabbed the suitcase and threw it across the room. Renee walked in and I could see the tears running down her cheeks, matching mine emotion for emotion.

"I. Will. Not. Leave. Here!" I hissed each word.

"Bella, stop this! You are being..." Renee started, but I cut her off.

"Listen to me carefully... I'm not going!"

I had to show them... I was not going to run away and act weak. I'm broken, but not unfixable.

Renee and Charlie stared at me. I felt my heart break again as I thought of his words. They were on constant replay in my mind.

"Bella, you're no good for me. I don't want you."

I fell to my knees as the pain shook my body. Renee wrapped me in her arms and held me as I cried. I felt like every minute I had spent with him, was a lie.

Lie after lie....

"Bella, you are my life now."

"Bella, I love you."

Lie after lie, after lie.

I screamed as the anger built inside of me. I pushed Renee off of me, grabbing anything I could get my hands on and smashing it. Clothes went flying, knick-knacks shattered. I felt exhilarated. Charlie grabbed my hand and stopped me before I could smash anything big.

"Isabella Marie Swan, stop behaving this way. What in the hell is wrong with you?" Charlie said, his face turning red as his anger rose.

"Bella, sweetie, You have to calm down," Renee chirped.

Fuck this shit. I pulled away from them both and headed to my truck. My vision was blurry from the angry tears, but I knew what I had to do. I had no idea of where to go; I just needed an escape. I got in and sped out of the driveway. As I drove the event that led me to that point played over and over in my head.

"Here, Bella, open this one. It's from Edward and me," Alice said, handing me the gift.

As I opened it I felt that familiar sting.

I should have been more careful. I was careless and look what it got me... no fucking where. I was abandoned by my friends, my family - I was alone. When I came to a stop and looked up realization hit, I was in the driveway in front of their house.

I jumped out of the truck and ran up the steps. My breathing was labored and I felt as if someone was reaching in and pulling me apart. I opened the door and it was bare. Only a few pieces of furniture were scattered about. I stood in the foyer, panting and trying to figure out what to do.

I ran up the steps and into his room. It was completely empty except for a few books and CD cases. The wall of windows let the light shine through and that really pissed me off. I picked up the books and threw them at the window. I smiled as it shattered. When I was finished with the window I made my way through the rest of the house. I crushed everything I found, the way I wanted to crush him. I made my way to the 'family' room and stopped. There sat two small end tables and a chair. I lifted the first one up and threw it through the picture window as I screamed.

"What in the hell is wrong with you people? I thought I was part of this family. For the love of God! Why? I want to know why? Was I not good enough? I'm sorry... I want to change it. I want to be here. I wanted to be a part of your family."

My body again shook with tears as I tried to lift up the next table. I never got the chance. I was grabbed from behind.

"What in the hell are you doing?" he said, spinning me around to face him.

I felt an array of emotions as I stared into his black eyes. I felt worried, relief, sadness… happiness. He came back. I pulled my arm loose and hugged his waist as the tears started to fall. He was there, but where were the rest of them? Was I dreaming? Maybe I'm hallucinating, I thought. I was lost for a minute in my happiness, then my anger spiked.

I pushed off of him. He looked down at me and arched his brow, as to say "what the fuck". I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Before I could speak again he grabbed me and pulled me into his body, holding on for dear life. The tears started to fall and I just sobbed. I could feel all the events of the day weighing me down.

Emmett's POV

We were all depressed, Bella's 18th B-Day party was supposed to be a night of celebration, but turned into a disaster. I was lying across my now empty bed, thinking about how my life had gotten so fucked up. I heard her coming down the hall, but I ignored the annoying patter of her steps. I said to leave me alone, but nobody wants to listen to me.

"Emmett," Alice said, sitting down on the bed. "I need you to do me a favor; you gotta listen to me."

I ignored her as she stared at me. I wasn't in the mood to hear her theories about Edward or Rosalie. I personally didn't give a shit about either of them. They left our family. Both for different reasons, but still - they left. I knew how Bella must have been feeling, alone, abandoned and distraught. I was able to focus on other things, but it was always in the back of my mind.

I could sense Alice's eagerness for me to listen to her. I didn't move... I watched the ceiling until she grabbed my face and forced me to face her.

"Listen to me, damn it!" she hissed.

"Alice, I don't want any more of your damn conspiracy theories. They left. Fuck 'em. I am not going to let you tell me it will be fine. I love her. She was my fucking wife for over 60 years. That is not... you just can't get over that. Now go away and leave me the fuck alone!" I growled.

She jumped up, hands on hips, and started yelling at me. "Listen, you ass this is not about you! Bella... she needs... you have to go to her!"

With that statement the whole family was in my room. Jasper grabbed Alice and turned her to face him.

"Darlin', what did you see?"

"Bella, she is not well. Jasper, she's hurting, she's scared, and I think she might do something reckless," Alice said, turning back to me. "She is upset with us all for abandoning her. I can't go back yet, but, Emmett, you can. She is your sister. Edward...."

Alice started dry sobbing. I couldn't imagine what Jasper was feeling. The emotional climate in the room was heavy, even I could sense it. I looked back out of the window and sighed.

"Ali, why me?" I asked, confused.

I would have guessed she'd want to see Alice, not me, but maybe Alice was just doing it to get me out of the house. They were always talking to me and trying to get me to do something. Fuck it. I was not in the mood for a fucking pity party. I was a grown fucking man and I wasn't going to be told where to go and what to do. I turned to walk out of the room when Carlisle stepped in front of me and held up his hand.

"Emmett, listen to Alice. Please," he said. I could see the hurt on his face, so I sighed, turned back to Alice, and nodded.

"Bella needs you. If I go now she will flip out. It will not end well. This is hard on her. What he said to her..." she started, but I cut her off with a growl.

So I have to fix what he fucked up. I love Bella; she is like my sister, but why me. I saw Jasper move in front of his wife and send me calming vibes. I took a deep, un-needed breath before I spoke.

"Alice, what in the hell are you talking about?" I asked.

"He broke her. It's how I have seen it. You go back and help her. You help each other. Why can't you just trust me?" she yelled.

"Look, don't get mad at me. He did this to her, not me. Why the fuck do I have to fix it? We should have never left in the first place. It was our place to help her, save her, not fucking pack up in the middle of the night like a bunch of thieves and run," I hissed.

"Emmett, enough," Carlisle said.

I turned to face my father, looking him in his eyes, before I spoke. "I'm sorry. I know he was your companion for a while before you saved us. I know it hurt you when he left, but good fucking riddance. He was nothing but a pain in the ass. Always whining and bitching about something and before anyone says anything... I still love Rose, but she left me just because we wouldn't go any further away from Bella. I say fuck them both."

I stepped out of the room and went to the garage. I grabbed what supplies I would need and was throwing the bag in the jeep when Alice came out of the door.

"Thank you. I am sorry that this is hard for you but it is what is meant to happen. You will not have it easy with her. She is pissed and on the edge. You will need to hunt before you see her. If not...." she trailed off.

I nodded, jumped in the jeep, and headed for Forks. It would only be a two hour drive, so I would hunt when I got there. Then I would go and find Bella. My heart ached for her. I only hoped I was in time to help her. I never bet against Alice and I was not about to start; if she said it needed to be me, then I would do it.

As I pulled up to the house, I saw Bella's truck. What in the hell is she doing here? I heard her scream as the table flew through the window.

"What in the hell is wrong with you people? I thought I was part of this family. For the love of God! Why? I want to know why? Was I not good enough? I'm sorry... I want to change it. I want to be here. I wanted to be a part of your family," she screamed

I jumped out of my jeep and headed inside. As I hit the front door the scent hit me. Blood... her blood. I saw her lifting up the side table and I grabbed her before it too, flew out the window.

"What in the hell are you doing?" I said, spinning her around to face me.

I saw so many emotions flash through her eyes and I felt awful that she felt this way, but still that was no way to act. She was being stupid and reckless. I was torn from my thoughts as she pulled her arm away and hugged me tightly around the waist. The tears were streaming down her face. She was still for a few minutes then she pushed back and stared at me.

I looked down at her, my brow arched. What the fuck is wrong with her? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I grabbed her and hugged, holding her tightly as she openly sobbed. I was too close to her. The blood was calling to me and I had to get out, but I couldn't leave her. I let go and pushed her onto the chair.

"Will you please tell me what in the hell you were doing? Are you crazy?" I stated firmly.

"What in the hell are you mad for?" she hissed. "You left me, so I trashed your house. I was angry... am angry."

"Bella, you are bleeding. Please go clean yourself up while I hunt," I said flatly.

"Why in the hell would I listen to you?" she yelled.

I moved in front of her before she could catch the movement, causing her to gasp. I looked her in her eyes and grinned.

"Little girl, you are bleeding, and I need to hunt, not the best case scenario for you. I might have to bite you... I don't think you'd like that," I growled in her ear.

She visibly shivered from my breath hitting her warm skin. Her breathing became labored and I was hit with the scent of her arousal. I growled and quickly moved to the front door.

"I will be back in an hour. You better have yourself cleaned up!" I said, moving out of the door.

I hit the tree line and ran fast, taking down the first deer I could find. After my thirst was satiated I ran back to the house. I had to figure out what to do to help Bella.

When I walked inside she was sitting in the living room. She had curled herself up in one of the overstuffed arm chairs we had left behind. I shut the door behind me, causing her to look up. Her eyes met mine and I could see just how broken she was. I wanted to care, I wanted to go to her, but I couldn't; I wasn't much better than she was.

"Are you just going to stand there, staring at me?" she sneered, sitting back in the chair like she owned the place.

"Look, I'm here for you. I know you're upset about Edward-" Bella sat up quickly and pointed at me. I could see the fury in her eyes.

"Don't… don't say his name. I am angry that he left, but you left, too. You all did, and you didn't even have the decency to tell me goodbye." Her anger grew with every word she spoke. Her hands were trembling lightly. I had a feeling I had yet to see the worst.

"I didn't want to leave. Nobody wanted to leave. He left to protect you. Perhaps we were wrong in the way we handled the situation, but you aren't the only one who got hurt in all of this, so cut the pathetic 'poor me' act."

"What are you doing here, Emmett?" Her tone wasn't as heavy as it had been, but still, I knew breaking her down wouldn't be easy.

"Alice sent me." The words were out of my mouth before I had time to think. Fuck. Alice is going to kill me.

"Why didn't she just come herself?"she asked, shrugging like the question meant nothing to her.

"Fuck, Bella, I don't know. Why don't you call her up and ask her yourself? I'm not a mind reader." I saw her wince at my words. I didn't care that she didn't want me to talk about Edward or even make reference; she was going to have to get over it sooner or later.

"No, you're just a fucking puppet. You do whatever they tell you to do," she said, standing up. Her words were venomous and she knew exactly the type of reaction she would get.

I was in front of her in an instant. Bella may have been in our lives for a while, but she knew nothing, not a fucking thing about me. I gripped her shoulders and pulled my lips over my teeth in a snarl. My eyes bore into hers… not a trace of fear. It didn't take me long to realize what I was doing. I relaxed a little and let my hands slide down her arms.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked, curiously. The girl that stood in front of me was not the same girl we left behind.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" she shot back.

"Rose left me, too." I wasn't sure that I spoke loud enough for her to hear me. The words stung more than I thought they would.

"What? Why?"

"It doesn't matter. She's gone and not coming back, just like him. You need to snap out of it and move on with your life." I placed my finger under her chin and tilted her head up, forcing her to look at me. She needed to understand that my words were true; Edward was not coming back.

"Are you seriously judging me right now? You don't seem to be doing much better," she spat, jerking her head to the side.

"Yeah, well, I was with Rosalie for sixty years. That's what? Fifty-nine more than you had with Edward? Our situations don't even compare." I chuckled.

"That doesn't mean that I loved him any less." Her tone was sad. For a moment I thought her angry façade was going to crumble, but then she crossed her arms across her chest and glared at me.

"Whatever, Bella. This was a fucking mistake. I shouldn't have come back."

"Then leave."She pointed to the door. I couldn't help but laugh a menacing laugh.

"You're in my house," I reminded her. She didn't say anything as she started marching towards the door. There was no way I could let her leave. Alice would be infuriated.

"Where are you going?"

"Home," she stated, not turning around.

"I don't think so, little girl. Go sit down." I ran at vampire speed to block the door. She had answers to the questions I had and she wasn't leaving until she gave them. She was alarmed by my speed and turned around to run. I assumed she was headed for the back door. I grabbed her from behind and wrapped her in my arms.

"No. Get your hands off of me," she yelled, trying to get out of my grasp.

"Not until you calm down."

She squirmed in my arms, causing her ass to rub firmly against my crotch. I never noticed how tight her body was until I had her pressed up against me. Without thinking about it I ground my growing erection into her. Her sharp intake of breath did nothing for the monster inside of me that was dying to break free. All of my pent-up frustration was coming to the surface and every cell in my body was begging for release.

"What are you doing?" she asked with her eyes as wide as saucers.

"Shh, I won't hurt you," I whispered into her hair.

"Emmett, let me go." She pushed against my chest, causing more harm to herself than to me.

I did let her go, but only brief enough to turn her around. I wrapped my arms securely around her waist and pulled her body into mine. Her nipples hardened the moment they came in contact with my cold body. I had to fight back a growl as she rubbed against me in her struggle to break lose. I took the first opportunity I had to smash my lips onto hers. Her attempts to push me away, of course, failed. She finally calmed and once she let herself feel me, she melted into my touch and returned the kiss with equal, if not more, passion and vigor.

Bella's POV

"Emmett, let me go," I said, pushing against his chest.

He let me go only to turn me to face him. He wrapped me in his strong muscular arms and my body reacted to his touch. I tried to get loose, but it was a battle I'd never win. Why did I even try? As he watched me struggle he leaned down, placing his cold lips to mine. The harder I pushed the deeper his kiss got.

I melted under his touch and gave into the kiss. His grip tightened around my waist as I pushed myself into him. The feel of his cold hard body against mine sent electricity through me, awakening my body; making it ache for his touch. He lifted me up so I was eye to eye with him and kissed me harder. I moaned as his tongue traced my bottom lip and granted him access. He tasted so good... like cinnamon.

He pushed me into the wall and I gasped as the pain hit me. I would definitely have bruises, but God he felt so good against me. He ran his hand around my waist and gripped my ass. I tried to wrap my legs around him, but he stopped me. He pulled the zipper of my jeans down and pulled them off. He pulled my legs up, resting them on his hips. He tugged on the bottom of my shirt and I lifted it over my head.

His hands ghosted over my abdomen and up to grip my breast. The sensation sent a shiver up my spine and a burn to my core. Emmett growled as he pressed his erection into my ass. I moaned as his mouth found their way to my breasts. His hand came around and ripped my panties off of my body. He slipped a finger into me while he assaulted my breast, licking and biting my hard nipples. I moaned as he added a second finger inside of me.

"Emmett," I whimpered.

His pace sped up and I felt my muscles tighten. My chest was heaving, trying to catch enough air as I began to tremble. I screamed out his name as I came. There was no time to recuperate from that mind blowing sensation before he moved me to the arm chair I was occupying when he came in. He dropped me on my ass and grabbed my legs behind the knee, pulling me forward as he dropped to his knees.

"Bella, I will not hurt you," he stated as his tongue met my thigh and licked up towards my wet center.

I moaned as his tongue dove into me. The coolness of his tongue against my heated body was doing things to me I couldn't imagine. He again slipped his fingers in me. The pressure he used was painful but I couldn't stop him, I wanted it too bad. He bit down on my clit as he slammed his fingers in and out of me. "Bella, cum for me, now" he growled.

My body started to tighten....

"Em... God... I... yes...."

As I came down from my orgasm, Emmett pulled me up to his chest and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled the zipper of his pants down. He quickly stepped out of them and his boxers. I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach, causing me to moan. He moved to the back of the arm chair, sitting me on the top, and leaning me back.

He lifted my legs, quickly resting them on his shoulders. I knew what was coming and I tried to relax, but as he slid into me I screamed his name. As he hit my barrier the pain and pleasure mixed and I was in heaven. A tear escaped my eye as he pounded into me. His grip on my waist was tight and it felt like he was going to rip right through me.

"Emmett," I whispered.

It's like he wasn't there. I shivered as the pain went through me. My muscles tightened as he moved my thighs from his shoulders, but I was helpless against his grip. He grasped my legs with his hands and spreading me open. I was completely exposed, completely open to him as he pounded into me. I screamed in pain as I came. I felt like I was on fire and heard him growl as he shot his seed deep inside me. I felt my juices and his, running down my legs as he placed me on my feet.

I turned away from him and felt ashamed. I just had sex, for the first time, with my ex-boyfriends, brother. What in the hell was I doing? I must have seemed too easy for him. He was an experience man and I was a lonely, abandoned little girl with no future. I fell onto my knees as the tears started. I don't know how long I cried before he lifted me up to his chest and kissed my forehead.

"Bella, I..." he trailed off with a sigh.

He carried me, cradled to his chest, still crying, up the steps to the bathroom. He sat me on the side of the tub and turned the water on. Filling the tub he slowly sat me down inside and left the room. The silence was deafening as my body started to shake. I was mad at myself for allowing this to happen and at him for not stopping it. What was I thinking? As I surveyed my body, there were faint bruises already showing.

No one would see them as my stomach, thighs, and back would be covered. I felt the emotional roller coaster I was on coming to a stop. I started to doze and then it was dark.

Emmett's POV

The scent of her blood was not as strong as it was on her birthday but I was still not in control of the animal inside. I told her I wouldn't hurt her, yet there she lay, crying and it's all my fault. I lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom. Her body was already starting to bruise and I knew she'd hate me forever now. I had taken advantage of her... she'd never want to be around me again. As I filled the tub with warm water I started thinking of how she tasted.

Would her blood taste any sweeter? Could I taste her without draining her? Did I want to take that chance? I internally sighed and sat her down in the tub, dressed and left without a word. I needed to hunt again and get myself under control. I just ran... I needed the freedom and the time to figure out how to fix this.

I found a clearing with a heard of deer and satiated my thirst and hunger for blood. I lay on the ground for a few minutes and decided to head back to the house. It was getting dark. I had no idea if Bella would still be there or if I'd screwed up everything. I could hear her heart beat as I came into the yard. I sighed at least I had a chance to fix this. I went upstairs and as I stepped into the bathroom, her beauty took my breath away.

She was sleeping, so I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. At least there was a couch in there. I pulled a blanket around her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and held her. She was quiet while she slept. I watched as her lips moved with her breathing. I was captivated by her. She would heal, I would help her, and I hoped she'd let me. I'd see what the next day would bring.

I lay with Bella and watched her sleep throughout the night. Edward said she talked in her sleep, but it didn't happen that night. In fact, she didn't move at all. The next morning she began to stir in my arms, so I released my hold on her, but didn't move off of the couch. When her eyes fluttered open, they immediately widened as she realized I was lying next to her. She rolled over, facing away from me, and secured the blanket around her slender, naked frame.

"Can you move? I'm cold," she said. There was no emotion in her tone. I fucked up. I was supposed to be there to help her, but instead I made the situation worse. I'm sure what happened wasn't what Alice had in mind when she sent me to Forks.

"Not until you turn back around and talk to me," I said, nonchalantly.

"You left me."

"I had to hunt."

"You could have said something, Emmett. You fucked me and then left me," she said, her anger was growing rapidly.

"I didn't know what else to do. I felt bad. You could have at least told me you were a fucking virgin." She was the first virgin I had ever been with and… fuck, she felt good, but I never wanted to hurt her. If she had told me I probably would have reconsidered doing it all together.

"I tried, but you were too busy pounding away at my pussy to listen." She clenched her jaw tight and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry," I said sincerely.

"Whatever. What time is it?"

"Nine o' clock"

"Fuck." She sat up and jumped over me, blanket forgotten. "Where's your phone? Charlie and Renee are going to kill me."

I heard what she said, but her words didn't register. All I could think about was bending her perfect ass over the edge of my couch. Her body was beautiful. Of course, she wasn't as gorgeous as Rosalie and her body wasn't as proportioned, but fuck once she went through the change she would definitely give her a run for her money. If Dickward comes back so that she can go through the change, I reminded myself.

"Emmett," she yelled, waving her hand in front of my face.

"What?" I shook my head fiercely, trying to shake myself out of my daze.

"Where is your phone?" she asked, standing in front of me with her hands on her hips. I stood up and faced her, our bodies all most touching, and dug in my pocket. I pulled out the phone and waved it in front of her face. She tried to grab it, but she should have known better. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into me. I sat us down on the couch and once she was seated comfortably in my lap I handed her the phone. Each time she tried to move I pulled her back down. Once she realized I wasn't letting her go she flipped the phone open and began to dial.

"Swan residence." It was Chief Swan who answered.

"I didn't want you to worry. I'll be home soon." Bella spoke quickly into the phone.

"Where the hell are you young lady? If you're in California you are going to be in so much trouble."

"Why would I be in California?" she asked, confused.

"Well, the caller ID says Cullen," He spat the name like it was poison on his tongue. I hoped the Chief wouldn't prove to be a problem.

"No, Dad, I'm in Forks. I'll explain when I get home." I heard her mutter "fuck" under her breath before responding.

"Hurry up." It was evident in his tone that he wasn't happy.


She hung up the phone and handed it to me over her shoulder. The air in the room was thick with tension, and I knew there was no way I could let her leave angry.

"Where are my clothes?" she asked, still not looking at me.

"They're still downstairs. Would you like me to go and get them for you?" I was trying to be nice. It was the least I could do after treating her so poorly. I might have been going through a lot of shit, but Bella was the last person I wanted to hurt because of it.

"No. I'll go. I have to get home." She turned around and gave me a small smile. I couldn't help myself. I reached up and stroked her cheek. Her eyes were shifting from my lips to my eyes and I knew she wanted to kiss me as bad as I wanted to kiss her. I moved my hand to the back of her neck and pulled her face down to meet mine. She returned the kiss eagerly. I hoped that meant I was forgiven. When she pulled away, she licked her lips and opened her eyes; they were filled with lust, but I would not be going down that road again.


"Don't, I'm fine. You should go back to your family, Emmett. My dad's probably sending me to Jacksonville anyway," she said, standing up. My eyes wondered down her body, and I chastised myself for not taking things further when I had the chance.

"No. I'm not going back and you're not leaving. Go home, let your parents see that you're okay, and come back. We need to talk." There was no way I was going to let her leave. I would take her away with me before that happened. I needed her to get by.

"Don't hold your breath," she said with a snort.

"Don't make me come looking for you," I retorted. She smiled which led me to believe that she wasn't taking me seriously. She'd see.

She walked out of the room and didn't look back. I listened to each step she took as she made her way down the stairs and into the living room. I walked over to the couch and fell back, exasperated.

Bella's POV

I ran out of the house and hopped into my truck. I drove fifty-five miles per hour the entire way home, trying my hardest not to think about Emmett. It's not that I cared if Renee and Charlie were mad, but I did not want to be forced to move to Jacksonville. As soon as the house came into view I could see my dad standing at the front door with his arms crossed over his chest. I silently cursed my truck for being so loud. I pulled up to the curb and took my time getting out of the car.

"Where have you been, Bella? Your mother's been worried sick," he said, following me into the house.

"I spent the night at the Cullen's." I shrugged. No big deal, right?

"I need more of an explanation then that, young lady." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced at the contact.

"Don't touch me," I yelled.

He looked at me with wide eyes as he dropped my arm. I didn't mean to make him think he hurt me, when in reality it was the previous night's events that had taken a toll on my body. Renee was standing in the doorway of the living room and as I started past her she grabbed me and pulled me into a tight hug. She whispered in my ear that she was glad I was okay, but didn't ask any questions or push for information. I happily returned her hug and hoped that in doing so she knew that I was trying to tell her I was grateful.

I made my way up to my room and dug through my drawers for some pajamas, fresh panties, and socks. After the night I had I really just wanted to take a hot shower and go back to sleep. Thoughts of Emmett, or any of the Cullen's for that matter, would have to wait until later. I got into the shower and stood under the hot stream for an immeasurable amount of time. The anger that I had come to know and love was slowly being replaced with sadness; my guess was that Emmett's unexpected visit had something to do with that. His touch... so cold and familiar, reminded me of what I had lost. When we were together, I welcomed him in. I needed him, but the moment I left his side the feelings of loss and insecurity crept back in.

Once the water started to run cold I quickly washed my hair and body. I got out of the shower; towel dried my hair, and threw it up into a messy bun before putting on my ratty old sweats and a t-shirt. When I went back to my room Charlie was waiting for me in the rocking chair.

"Not now, Dad. Please?" I begged. Eventually I would have to tell him what I was doing at the Cullen house, but I had to come up with a good excuse first. I figured if I was sweet, maybe I could buy myself some time.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for grabbing you, Bells. This hasn't been easy for any of us, and well, I'm worried about you. The outbursts, the fits, and now, you running off…" He ran his hands through his hair and stood up. "I love you, Bella. I don't want to lose my little girl. I know that you love him, but honey he's not worth it."

"I know, Dad," I said, giving him a half smile.

"Alright, well, I'll be downstairs if you want to talk."

He didn't give me time to respond. Charlie, much like me, has never been the type to show emotion, so running out of the room on the verge of tears should've spoken volumes to me, but I was too caught up in my own world to care. I grabbed my old CD player and curled up in my bed. It was the first time I thought about Edward since my argument with Emmett the day before. I wondered why he wouldn't touch me the way Emmett had.

Was it all a lie? I asked myself. My mind wouldn't let me believe that it was because I was his singer; Edward's control was impeccable. He proved that in Phoenix. There were too many questions and not enough answers, but still, I couldn't stop myself from thinking. Renee called me down to dinner around six, but I wasn't in the mood. Sometime shortly after that I fell asleep.

"Bella," he whispered. I could sense him hovering over me, but didn't open my eyes.

"I know you're awake," he said with a chuckle before moving his lips down to my neck. He peppered the left side of my neck with soft kisses before running his tongue over my jugular vein. My heart rate increased as I felt his teeth craze my skin lightly. I pulled away from him and wrapped my hands securely around my neck.

"What are you doing?"

"I wasn't going to bite you." He tugged my shirt lightly, trying to get me to scoot back over.

"I told you I'd come find you. Come here," he said with authority. I wanted to shout "no", but my body had other ideas. I moved back to my spot and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What do you want from me?" I tried to keep my voice low, so that Charlie and Renee would not wake. I was glad Emmett was there. Even though I hadn't realized it, I missed him.

"Right now?" he asked, trailing his finger up my covered pussy. "I want you."

"I can't. It hurts." His face fell the moment the words were out of my mouth. I wished that I had kept my mouth shut and just let him take me. The pain would be better than the unbearable loneliness if he decided to leave.

"We can do other things though, right?" I asked, unsure of myself. When it came to sex, I knew nothing. Emmett's gave me a menacing smile and nodded.

"There's lots we can do. I won't touch you if you don't want me to, but I need you, Bella," he pleaded, palming my pussy and squeezing it lightly.

"Okay," I whispered.

He sat up, putting one knee on each side of my body. I watched him unzip his pants and pull his cock out of the hole. He stroked it a few times while looking me in the eye. His smile turned into a smirk as he crawled up my body. My eyes were wide as he placed the tip of his dick over my lips and ran it across them slowly.

"Have you ever sucked dick before, Bella?" His voice was full of lust and his words shot through me, straight through to my core. I shook my head no, to afraid to speak.

"Don't be scared. I'll help you," he said, stroking my cheek.

He grabbed me by the back of my head and told me to open my mouth. Instinctively my tongue jutted out and licked around him. His pre-cum was cold and sweet; it felt heavenly on my tongue. I opened my mouth as far as I could and tried to take him in completely. I heard him chuckle as his length hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag. It didn't take me long to find a good rhythm, but apparently Emmett was losing his patience. Without warning he grabbed my hair a little tighter and began to fuck my mouth.

"Fuck… you suck better than a porn star," he said staring down at me.

His moans and grunt were making me wetter by the second. I had to have him, even if it hurt. He reached down between my face and his body and took his balls in his hand. I saw him give them a tight squeeze before a gush of cold liquid spilled into my mouth and seeped down my throat.

I released him and he fell over on his back. I looked at his expression and couldn't help but smile. The next day was a school day and I hoped that I had shown Renee and Charlie that I was okay. I would not go to Florida, I just couldn't. I knew they are worried, but I just couldn't worry about that. Emmett was the only thought in my head and I had to figure out what it all meant. I sighed and curled up into the crook of his arm and fell asleep.

Emmett's POV

I watched Bella as she slept; she was silent again for a while, but then she mumbled. I sat up on my elbow and listened. It was so quiet even with my vampire senses I couldn't hear it. She quieted back down a while later. I stayed until I heard Renee get off the couch downstairs. I kissed Bella on the forehead and made my way out of the window.

I hunted on the way back to the house. I decided to take Bella to school, so I could watch over her. She was still angry... who was I kidding? She was mine and I wanted everyone to know it. I showered when I got inside and hurried to get ready. As I walked out the door, heading for the jeep my phone buzzed. I sighed as I looked at the caller ID.

Flipping the phone open I huffed. "What?"

"Is that anyway to answer your phone?" She was really starting to piss me off.

"What. Do. You. Want, Rosalie?" I asked, through gritted teeth.

"I want to see you. Where are you? Alice won't tell me," she whined.

"What is it to you? You left me... us. Why do you give a fuck?" I growled.

"Come on, baby, don't be like that. I needed to clear my head, think for a little while. I miss you," she said.

"Well, Rosalie, I have moved on to bigger and better things, so fuck off," I said, slamming the phone shut and tossing it in the jeep.

Stupid Bitch, I thought as I started the jeep and headed to my girl. I would be there just in time to get her to school and have a few minutes with her by myself. When I pulled into the driveway I saw the chief look up from the trunk and glare at me. Fuck.

I got out of the jeep and walked towards him. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Bella coming out of the house. She came to a stop at the top step when she saw me. I internally chuckled; she looked a bit green, so I turned and smiled at her. She relaxed a bit and smiled back before she continued walking towards us.

"Chief Swan," I said, extending my hand. We shook hands and then I turned to her mother. "Mrs. Dwyer," I said, smiling.

"Son, I know you are a Cullen, but which one?" he said in a clipped tone.

"Dad, don't be rude. This is Emmett," Bella said, glaring at her father.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both. Bella has told us a lot about you," I said.

The chief went back to packing suitcases in the trunk and slammed it shut when he was done. He was pissed, yet, I wasn't sure if it was directed towards me and the family or his daughter. Bella moved in and hugged her mother and said her goodbyes. As she took a step back, she slipped, but I caught her before she hit the ground. I pressed my hands into her hips as I steadied her. I could smell her arousal and I would have to play this very carefully.

"So, what's up?" Bella asked, turning to me.

"I thought you might need a ride to school. I wanted to finish our talk from yesterday," I said, shrugging.

"Okay," she said, smiling.

"Bells, I will be home late. I've got to go to Port Angeles to pick up some stuff for the station after I get off," Charlie said, nodding.

"What's late? Do you want me to cook you something?" she asked.

"No, I will just pick up something on my way back," he said as he sat in the cruiser. Renee slid in the passenger side and they were off.

I opened the jeep door and helped her in. It was quiet on the way to school. I wanted to touch her, but I didn't think I could control myself. I couldn't lose control again. She was breakable and I had to remember that. We pulled into the parking lot and all eyes were on us. Great. She turned to me as she opened the door to get out.

"Are you picking me up?" she asked. I nodded.

"I will be here when you get out," I said and she shut the door.

The day dragged on; it felt like longest day of my life. I was able to get supplies order last night and get the house fixed up. There would be no evidence of Bella's tirade. I showered and headed for the jeep. My phone buzzed and I had a text message from Alice.

Please be careful this afternoon... stay calm and don't over react... I mean IT!

What in the hell is she talking about. I thought about that message all the way to the school. Don't over react. Me? Over react? Who was she kidding? I was always in control. As I pulled into the school parking lot I saw her. She was with a group of kids I recognized as the group she used to hang out with after she first arrived here in Forks - before she knew us.

She was standing next to some skinny boy that I didn't know. They were talking and she was laughing. I came to a stop and waved at her. She held up a finger as to tell me to hold on. I sat there, quickly getting annoyed. I kept thing about Alice's text. I took an unnecessary breath and looked back to my girl.

"See you guys later. Bye," she said, waving.

"Hey Bells, wait," someone called. It was a familiar voice.

Then I saw him. Mike 'the douche bag' Newton. He walked over to her and smiled. I was fighting off a growl as the next words left his mouth.

"Bella, will go you to the movies with me, tonight?"

I growled and hit the steering wheel; it groaned as I made contact. She is mine, boy. Back away before I rip you to pieces. I was slowly losing control. Bella turned and looked at me and then back to him. She shook her head and said, "No, sorry I can't," and walked overt o the jeep.

I pulled out of the parking lot without saying a word. I was trying to calm myself down when she touched my arm. I turned to glare at her and I was sure from her reaction that my eyes were still black. The rage that was building in me was unlike any I had ever had.

"What. In. The. Hell. Was. That. Back. There?" I said, looking in her eyes.

"Nothing," she said, shrugging.

"Bella," I growled.

She turned and glared at me, her breathing increased and her heart rate did as well. She was pissed. This was not good.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" she hissed. "You do not own me. I can talk to whoever I want, when I want!"

As we pulled up to the house she started shaking. The tears were welling up in her eyes and I was still not in control of myself. My grip tightened on the steering wheel and I growled. She jumped out of the jeep and ran into her house. I was right behind her.

"Do not walk away from me," I hissed, grabbing her arm to turn her to face me.

"Fuck you," she screamed, jerking her arm out of my grip.

I let her go upstairs and she slammed her bedroom door. I waited until I heard her start to undress before I went upstairs and into her room. She turned to face me. There was fire in her eyes, her skin lightly covered in a blush and her chest was heaving.

"Get out!" she said, pointing to the door.

I took a step closer and grinned. "Now!" she yelled. I took a few more steps and pulled her to my chest. I leaned down and kissed down her neck. She struggled to get away but I didn't let her get away.

"Put me down goddamn it! Now!" she yelled as I removed my lips from her skin.

"Fine," I growled as I dropped her on the bed. I heard her gasp.

"What is your problem?" she said, calmer this time.

"Me? What in the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

"JUST GET OUT!" she yelled and started to cry.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I had a text message. I flipped the phone open and it was Jasper.

"Nice Job Dumb Ass... now fix it before I come kick your ass! I mean it! NOW!

I internally cursed and got on my knees in front of her. She had her back to me. I took her scent in and started to speak when she turned and looked into my eyes.

"Emmett," she huffed, sitting up. "I don't mean to be a bitch but I'm tired of the men in my life telling me what to do. It stops here. I am an adult. I can make my own decisions. Understood?"

Humph. Who the hell does she think she's talking too?

"Look, little girl. I am not going to watch someone little brat move in on what belongs to me. Don't you understand that?" I growled.

"Don't you growl at me Emmett Cullen," she said as her cheeks and neck blushed. Then her arousal hit me. It seemed to get strong every time I growled.

I stood up quicker than she expected and pulled her to my chest and kissed her. She pushed at my shoulders, but as she did yesterday she deepened our kiss. She moaned as I ran my hand down her side and tugged at the sweats she had changed into. I pulled them off and was hit with the heavenly sweet smell of her arousal. I growled and she giggled at the sound.

Bella's POV

I wanted to be with him, but I was still sore from the other day. He was so big and I just wasn't experienced. As I felt his hands glide down into the waist band of my pants, I knew what I had to do. I wanted him, pain be damned. I deepened our kiss and moaned as his cool touch continued to travel my body. He pushed me back and I willingly let him.

He hovered over me, one handedly slipping his pants off as I took off my shirt. As I reached for his he lifted his arms. Once we were both out of our clothes, I waited for him to decide what he wanted. I was sore, but God I needed his touch. My body ached for it. His hands ghosted down to my pussy as I opened my legs further for him. He pushed his fingers inside me and I moaned.

The pain and the pressure were nothing compared to the coolness his fingers provided. He quickly thrust in and out of me as he licked his way to my breast. He paid close attention to my hard pebbles, licking and nipping before making his way to my core.

He grinned and I felt his tongue replace his fingers. It felt so good to have him inside me. He lifted my legs, placing my feet on his shoulder and pushing my thighs further apart. He licked my folds as I felt a finger slip back into me. My back arched and I was lost.

"Emmett, Jesus... please," I begged.

I was so close I could feel the muscles in my stomach and thighs tighten. I was ready to explode and he was teasing me.

"Bella, you will cum when I tell you to!" he growled.

With that sentence, the command in his husky voice, I wanted to cum. He set my body on fire and I had no intentions of turning it off.

"Em... please...."

He slid his fingers out and moved them to my mouth. "Taste how sweet you are," he said as I opened my mouth. I sucked my juices off his fingers and moaned.

He raised himself over me and moved his hands to each side of my head. "This is going to hurt," he said.

"I know... I need you," I said, panting with want.

He slid into me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I was tense as let myself get used to the pleasurable pain. His movement started to get faster and the coolness of his body was setting mine on fire. I felt my body tense again as he thrust himself into me harder.

"Oh... I... Emmett...."

My body was fighting for a release as I felt him slide his hand in between us and pinch my clit between his thumb and index finger.

"Bella... cum with me baby," he growled.

His pace quickened as he pinched my clit again. My body shook and I screamed his name as I came. He followed right behind me and I could feel his cool seed inside me. He kissed me as I came down from my orgasm. He pushed himself off to the side and I lay across his chest. My breathing was still heavy and my heart felt like it was going to explode. I looked up into his eyes and I could see through him; he was trying to be tough, but he was hurting just as I was. What kind of relationship was this?

I had to think about this long and hard. He could leave me. If he did could I survive it? Edward leaving almost had me in the nut house. Emmett and I were connected differently, but it was a stronger bond. Swan, you're a fucking moron. Three days and you're already talking like there is a relationship. I pushed off the bed, grabbed some pajamas, and went in to the bathroom to shower.

The warm water was helping me to relax as I thought about what I was doing. Could this work? Would he want me in that way?

There were too many questions for me to answer. As I got out and dried off I fell to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest. As I rocked and cried I tried to figure out what I needed to do. I was not going to let myself get hurt... not again. If I wasn't what he wanted, that was fine. I would move on. I guess I would be going to Florida after all.

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