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A Dose of Emmett

Summary:
AH Emmett/ Bella, Edward/ Rosalie, Alice/ Jasper Instead of Edward, Bella falls for the lighthearted Emmett. I always thought Bella needed someone with less angst, so imagine Edward had fallen for Rose and she still changed Emmett because she cared for him in a more mothernly way. So this leave Emmett as a loner but he embraced what he is and his lifestyle but when Bella walks in things began to change.


Notes:
Standard disclaimer not mine.


4. Progress

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Chapter 4: Progress

EmPOV

Despite the impending hurricane that was Tanya, I was excited about this weekend. Bella was the reason for my excitement, of course. She was different from anyone I had ever met and I wanted to get to know her in every way possible – from her favorite color to her favorite game as a kid, there was a list in my head of questions ready to be asked.

My eagerness for today was apparent for everyone. Rosalie was still acting like her bitchy self, pacing the living room, anticipating Tanya’s arrival. When I left, she still hadn’t arrived. I hoped that Tanya had changed her mind but I knew better--she was waiting for the right moment to make her appearance.

When I asked Bella to work on the project at her house, I never expected such a foul smell. Wolves. I couldn’t believe Bella was hanging out with wolves. This was something I was definitely going to add to the Bella file.

It took a great deal of self control not to give in to my instincts to track the wolf down. I wanted nothing more than to run after the mutt who had come to visit Bella and broken the treaty line. This weekend was not turning out the way I had anticipated and I wasn’t sure if it could improve.

I tried not to breathe, but found it extremely difficult considering I needed to talk to Bella to finish the project.

Sensing my uneasiness Bella stepped in and attempted to ease the situation but her efforts were wasted. Fortunately, Bella didn’t continue for long instead she got frustrated and maybe even angry at my behavior.

I conserved my breath as best I could. Smiling and nodding when I agreed with her, and shaking my head ‘no’ when I didn’t. I could tell she wasn’t comfortable either, with the way I was acting and wasn’t sure what to do.

I tried to sooth the situation as best I could, reassuring her I was okay, but the pained look on my face gave me away.

I weighed my options and thought it best to just bring her home with me and finish the project there. Postponing it was not an option; Bella wasn’t the type of person who liked to procrastinate. I pretended to have ‘forgotten’ the supplies at home and suggested we go to my place.

I didn’t think about what bringing a human would mean for my family, let alone Bella, I just needed to get the hell out. I honestly thought bringing Bella home wouldn’t be a big deal. No more than any other human, at the very lest. I had hoped everyone would be on their best behavior and be courteous.

As I drove closer to the house, I realized that Tanya had arrived and the family was gathered in the living room. I wondered if Alice had been able to see anything and pondered why she hadn’t intervened.

As I got closer to the house, I knew they could hear me so I gave them a clear warning, so low only vampires could hear. “I had to bring Bella here, please behave. She’s already confused about my behavior at her house. I will explain later.”

Of course, my warning meant nothing to Tanya; she jumped up from the couch, slinked over to me, embraced me in a hug, and finished her theatrics by sticking her tongue down my throat.

I rolled my eyes at her attempt at staking a claim on me, but I knew it was working by the pained look on Bella’s face.

“Emmett, sweetie, I’m glad you finished early-- now we can enjoy our time together,” she said after she kissed me.

What was Bella thinking? I knew she had feelings for me and had heard the rumors that surrounded me and my family. Already Tanya’s presence was enough to discourage her and ruin any chance I had with her. The rumors she heard now served to destroy any credibility I would have with her.

She pretended like Bella wasn’t standing beside me and tried to get me to sit next to her. Annoyed with Tanya, I stood firm next to Bella, who had been standing beside me.

When Tanya finally had the decency to acknowledge Bella she spoke to her in a condescending tone with fake modesty. “Oh hello, you must be his partner in that project thing. Sorry, I didn’t see you there. I guess I was a little too excited to see my Emmett here.”

I heard Rosalie mutter, “That’s right, little human, her Emmett.”

Tanya stifled a laugh while everyone else tensed.

“Bella, this is Tanya, the houseguest I told you about. My family: Rosalie, Edward, Alice, and Jasper.”

Once they exchanged pleasantries my family went to their rooms. While walking away, Rosalie whispered, “You know, this could be a good time to get rid of her. We can make it look like she got lost on her way back.”

“Rose,” Edward warned as Tanya continued to laugh quietly. This was beyond crazy; I didn’t understand Rose’s hatred for this girl. She was no real threat and was only human.

Finally, everyone was out of sight and in their own rooms, except Tanya who had plopped herself in my room, with music playing softly as she hummed along.

I wasn’t sure how to handle the situation. Immediately I knew I had to give Bella an explanation, but there was never a right time. As we continued to work on our project, I realized that talking to Bella about Tanya was not my best option, since Tanya was still here. My family’s presence made it difficult, as well – every word I said would have been heard, and Rosalie would be livid if I said too much. I decided to postpone my explanation until Monday, hoping to tell her the closest thing to the truth as possible without revealing our secret. But first, I needed to end all ties with Tanya so that I could pursue Bella without hesitation.

A few seconds later, I heard Alice say, “Idiot,” under her breath. I was sure that comment was directed at me and kept changing my plan of action, hoping to find something better, but I never heard a peep from Alice. I resigned myself to sticking to my original plan and continued working.

We build our models and agreed on a model we both knew would support the egg, well enough not to break. All too quickly it was time for her to go.

When Bella left, I felt guilty for not clearing things up and hoped that on Monday things could be smoothed over As much as I loved spending time with Bella, I was grateful at her departure because it gave me time to put Rose and Tanya in their places. I didn’t need them interfering in my life.

As soon as I decided this, Alice asked, “Are you sure?”

She knew I was sure when her vision didn’t change. Tanya was in my room and Edward had taken Rose out for some private time after seeing Alice’s vision.

I didn’t hate Tanya, I just didn’t love her. Bella brought out strong feelings in me, something Tanya had never been able to do. I was upset with the way she acted in regard to Bella. Instead of being more considerate and making her feel welcomed, she left her feeling uncomfortable and sad, but I knew that was more because of me than her. Whatever type of relationship I had with Tanya was over now.

I went upstairs to talk to Tanya and found her completely naked. This was not going to be easy. I had seen Tanya’s perfect naked body before and couldn’t deny my attraction. I was still a man, after all. However, this time my body didn’t react to her; sure there was some lust but it just didn’t feel right with her.

“Tanya, put some clothes on, I’m not here for a social visit.”

“Emmett-Bear, what’s wrong? Didn’t you like my surprise?” she asked, attempting to act coy.

“No, get dressed,” I said, tossing her some clothes. Her smile faded and she got dressed quickly.

“Happy?”

“Not really. Look Tanya, whatever you thought was going on between us is no more.”

“Why? Did I do something wrong?” she said, looking extremely hurt.

“No, it’s not that… it’s just that I don’t want you to think this is something more than what it really is… was. The way you acted in there with Bella was not okay. I am not your property and I will not tolerate you scheming with Rosalie the way you did. Honestly, I don’t want to deal with it, so I think we should just end our little ‘sexcapades’ and move on.”

“Emmett, you can’t be serious. I was just happy to see you. Is this because of that Bella girl? Rose said you were acting funny because of her.”

“No, it’s not just because of her, and I would appreciate it if you didn’t talk to Rose about me, ever. Who I choose to be with is my decision and no one else’s, okay? I will have a similar conversation with her when she gets back. I didn’t invite you here so I won’t ask you to leave, but I think it’s best for everyone that we keep ourselves at a distance.”

“So that’s it, huh? Decades together and you just throw me away?”

“It’s not like that, please don’t make this harder than it has to be. I thought we had an understanding, no strings attached. I don’t want you to be hurt by this, and I really am trying to do this without it getting more complicated than it already is.”

“Fine,” she said, not meeting my gaze.

“I’m sorry you’re hurt,” I said before walking away.

Tanya immediately left without saying goodbye to anyone and no one blamed her. I told Carlisle and Esme what happened and they seemed relieved with the whole situation.

Rosalie and Edward finally arrived around 2 am and I was determined to talk to Rosalie, but Edward kept thwarting any chance to talk to her. I knew he was in cahoots with Alice because I would catch them stealing knowing looks at one another. I grew impatient with the situation and gave up, hoping I would be able to catch them off guard one day so that I could finally speak to Rose.

Just because I gave up didn’t mean that I couldn’t annoy Edward. As he was playing the piano for Rosalie, I sang a bunch of show tunes in my head. This, of course, threw him off and the sight of Edward trying to block my thoughts while playing was hilarious. I continued this for a few more minutes, each time screaming louder in my mind to annoy him more.

I stopped and thought, See you later, asshole!

He laughed loudly, but didn’t comment, and continued to play the piano.

I decided on a solo hunting trip nearby to clear my head--or, rather to keep Edward out of my head- so I could come up with a way to explain to Bella what had happened. I decided to just admit to her that I was falling for her and that Tanya and I were no longer involved. I wanted to ask her out on a proper date immediately; I didn’t want to waste any time at exploring these emotions I was feeling. I thought about a few places where humans would go on a first date and realized that Bella’s first date with me had to surpass any expectation she had.

I wanted to break any and all preconceived notion she had of me and replace them with the real me, whoever that was. I needed Bella to fall for me all over again, like she had those first few days, and erase the disappointment she felt. Even if things didn’t work out, I wanted Bella to compare every date to this one magical one with me.

All my planning proved to be useless because she refused to listen. We were in Physics and Mr. Molina had decided to give us some time to work on the project while he finished his lunch in the break room.

“Bella, about Saturday, I’m sorry about Tanya. It wasn’t-” She cut me off before I could finish.

“Emmett, don’t worry about it. We’re just partners for one project. You don’t need to inform me about your personal life.” Thinking I wouldn’t hear her, she continued her thought, “Especially if it involves that skank Tanya.”

I was stunned by how cold and distant she was. This wasn’t the Bella from last week. The reality was that Bella had every right to feel upset, but it still hurt me. All I wanted was to hold her and feel her warm body against my cold one. In the midst of all of this I couldn’t help but laugh at her last statement--leave it Bella to find the right thing to say at the wrong moment.

I didn’t see much change in Bella’s demeanor for the rest of the month. We dropped our eggs from the roof and earned an A on the project. Bella made it a point to keep our relationship strictly business but I tried constantly to bring back fun Bella. I continuously tried to apologize and explain but she would never let me, always changing the subject or cutting me off.

Frustrated with the whole situation I decided to take action and woo Bella. February came around and I decided that a grand romantic gesture was exactly what the doctor ordered. During this time, I had hoped Alice would have another vision but she never did, or if she had she never mentioned it. Everyone was pretty much supportive except for Rosalie, who was sure that Bella would never forgive me after the Tanya debacle.

Each day leading up to Valentine’s Day I left Bella a single red rose and a card. I left home earlier than my family and snuck into Bella’s locker to leave her the rose and a note that said,

“Just because you’re you –EMC.”

Each note after that read similar to the first, some would describe her beauty, her generosity, or her kindness.

My un-beating heart may have resurrected when I saw her react to the rose in her locker. She blushed, smiled, and quickly smelled it before hiding it in her bag.

I walked pack to class in a hurry, making sure to beat Bella to our table. Bella walked in with a huge grin on her face and a blush that grew redder as she approached me, stumbling over the backpack Christopher Alden thoughtlessly left in the middle of the aisle. Her blush grew even redder as I deftly caught her in one arm before she hit the floor.

“Umm, thanks,” she said, her lips slightly curving. Somehow, I knew that she wasn’t just referring to my catching skills.

Instantly I saw her demeanor change when she around me. Although she was still very guarded when we spoke, I could tell she was trying very hard to give me a chance. Each day I used a question from the Bella file in my brain. Beginning with the simpler ones, I hoped to progress to questions with more depth – like why she was hanging out with wolves.

BPOV

I cried myself to sleep last night, after the informative visit to Emmett’s house, so it didn’t surprise me when I woke up this morning with puffy, blood-shot eyes. I washed my face and took a long shower. I tried to put Emmett out of mind but it wasn’t really working. I dragged myself downstairs and made myself a huge breakfast, hoping to find some comfort in pancakes.

After cleaning up the kitchen, I focused on my homework after, hoping it would keep my mind from drifting to Emmett. It didn’t help much and almost immediately I found myself lying in my bed thinking about Emmett. Charlie had warned me, and so had Jessica and every other girl, but I still didn’t listen.

I stupidly thought I would be the one to win Emmett’s heart. Emmett already had mine, all he had to do was laugh his booming laughter and I was instant goo. I had never given my heart so quickly to anyone and now I knew why. It hurt me to know that those rumors were true and that he that he was a stereotypical jock, even though he didn’t play sports. Around two o’ clock the phone rang and I dragged myself downstairs again.

“Hello? Swan residence.”

“Bells! It’s Jake,” he said, waiting for a response.

“Hey, Jake! What’s up?”

“Nothing much. Actually I was just wondering if you were doing anything this afternoon-maybe you could come over and hang out. I know you said something about a project but I was hoping you were able to finish it yesterday. ”

It’s not like I had anything better to do; all my homework and chores were done and Charlie was out fishing. I knew I didn’t want to stay at home and wallow so I accepted.

“Sure, I’ll be there in about half an hour, is that okay? Oh, and I need directions, I don’t really remember the area.”

“Oh, right,” he said, before giving me directions and hanging up. I wrote down the instructions and a note for Charlie, letting him know where I would be.

I drove to La Push, following Jake’s indications and was at his house in no time. His house was small, similar to the other houses surrounding the area, and was painted a warm red, with a dark brown door to accent it. When I arrived he was already waiting in the front step of his house, a huge grin plastered on his face.

His smile somehow soothed me and I smiled back. I parked my truck and followed him to the back of his house, into his garage shack where he was working on a Volkswagen Rabbit.

Jake wasn’t your typical guy. Already, I knew he was brave, responsible, reliable and kind. He cared for Billy after his illness left him paralyzed, without his sisters by his side. I think it was for this reason that we got along so well.

The awkwardness from the other night before was no longer there and we quickly fell into easy conversation. This time he was able to be more specific about his music choices, movie preferences, and hobbies. We traded horror stories from our fishing trips with our fathers, and we and he even began teaching me about cars. The day seemed to go by fast and the sun was beginning to set, bringing me back to reality. I said goodbye and made plans to hang out with Jake for the following weekend.

I hurried home and wondered what I could cook that wouldn’t take too long. As I drove, some of the stress I had been feeling eased away. I arrived to find that Charlie had decided to order pizza so we spent the evening watching television.

Somehow, my weekend didn’t seem so bad after hanging out with Jake. When Charlie was halfway done with his dinner, he casually brought up Jake.

“So Bella, you were at Jake’s today, huh?”

“Yeah, he’s a cool guy.”

“Yes, he is, responsible and kind too. He takes care of Billy all on his own while going to school.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“He’s the type of boy you should be dating. Not that Cullen kid. He looks too old to be in high school.”

“You may be right,” I mumbled under my breath before answering him. “If you say so, Dad.”

He eyed me suspiciously and remained quite for a few minute before he spoke. “You know, if that Cullen guy hurts you, you can come to me. Maybe a day in jail will set him straight.”

“That won’t be necessary but thanks for the offer.”

We finished our food and I headed to my room, dreading the next day

All day my stomach was in knots in anticipation of seeing Emmett again. I was sure things would just continue as they had been and I wasn’t happy with that.

I hid in the library during lunch, hoping it would give me enough time to prepare myself for what was to come. The bell rang and I dragged my feet to the Science building.

On my way I noticed Rosalie hanging on Edward’s arm with a huge smirk on her face. It was the same smug look she had on Saturday as she and Tanya walked upstairs.

Emmett tried to explain the situation to me but I really didn’t want the details of his relationship with his girlfriend. I had no business asking him for an explanation and he didn’t need to offer me one either. Everyone had warned me that he was no good and I hadn’t listened. I kept reminding myself that I barely knew him just to get through the week. I made sure to keep my distance from him. I could not afford to get my heart broken. I made sure to be cautious with my heart. I didn’t want to risk it getting hurt, so I tried to keep myself distant and hoped this crush would go away.

I finished typing the lab report for the project and we handed it in at the end of the month. We passed and I was glad that I wouldn’t need to keep Emmett updated on how the lab report was coming along, limiting our conversations even more.

The only real joy I had left was spending my afternoons with Charlie and my Sundays with Jake. I owed a lot to Jake. We hung out almost every weekend, which didn’t feel like much but it was enough to make me feel happy. Any anxiety or stress I felt from school, or even life in general, would melt away in his presence.

And yet, the connection with Jake was not as strong as it was with Emmett. I had only known Emmet for one week, and he had sparked a fire in me that I didn’t even know I had. When we had interacted, it was playful and fun and there was no stress. I found myself eager to see him. There was some eagerness with Jake but it wasn’t quite the same.

I wasn’t sure what Jake felt but I knew he wanted more. Every time he grabbed my hand or hugged me, I knew it meant more to him than it did for me. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to give my heart to him; it was just that I couldn’t trust anyone with it.

I had woken up on the first day of February dreading the next twenty–eight days. Single Awareness Month had never bothered me before but this year it felt different. I knew the reason behind the change: Emmett. He was still a prominent star in my dreams -- I had yet to get over him.

I considered staying home, but changed my mind as I realized that I would have to deal with my feelings for Emmett all and they were unavoidable. I put on my favorite jeans, blue t-shirt, and tied my hair back before leaving for school.

I was surprised to find a rose in my locker. At first I was a little confused, thinking that whoever sent it probably had the wrong locker. Then I was a little freaked out that someone knew my locker combination. I checked to make sure nothing was stolen and found a note in beautiful script that said, “Just because, you’re you-EMC”

I smiled, my heart melted, and I sniffed the rose’s aroma to make sure it was real. Emmett had sent me a rose. I didn’t know what to make of it but I decided to enjoy it for today and deal with the consequences of my emotions later.

I eagerly awaited Physics class and carefully thought out how to thank Emmett without making it into a big deal. The bell rang for fifth period and I still hadn’t come up with anything clever to say, so I decided to just wing it.

I walked in and saw Emmett sitting in his seat. My cheeks got hot and then hotter as I moved closer to him, my attention was so focused on Emmett, I tripped over someone’s bag and into Emmett’s cold arms. Surprisingly, his cold temperature soothed me, making me feel safe. My face grew hotter; my cheeks probably looked like a cherry tomato.

Flustered by Emmett’s proximity I only managed to give hi a weak thank you. We sat down to listen to Mr. Molina talk some more about force.

The next day and every day after that, I was pleasantly surprised to find a rose, each with a beautiful note, written by Emmett. Again, I didn’t think and just enjoyed the gesture, and came to expect it. Ignoring any previous experience I had with Emmett, I decided to give him a chance and behaved cautiously and slowly to avoid any harm.

I was careful with what information I gave him, making sure that nothing embarrassing slip. I never sat with him at lunch, instead I sat with Jessica and Angela and he sat with his family. He always waited for me by my locker after lunch and we walked to class together. He offered to carry my books but I refused, I hated being taken care of.

I walked to my locker, and Emmett was no where to be found. I grabbed my books and slammed the locker shut, Emmett standing beside me.

“Hey,” he greeted.

“Hey yourself,” I said, as I stumbled on air.

“Let me grab those,” he said, reaching for my books.

“No thanks, I think I can handle lugging thee around while I walk and talk.”

He laughed and responded, “I’m not sure about that but if you insist.”

“I do,” I replied taking my seat.

“Okay,” he responded, somber.

I made sure to take control of situations like those in order to avoid any heartache.

There were times when I wondered why he had chosen me. I wasn’t that special and compared to that blonde bombshell I was oatmeal. I convinced myself that the secret admirer was probably some freshman dork who had a deluded crush on me. Even if it was Emmett, he was probably just messing with my heart. Whether it was my new girl shine or someone trying to get into the Chief’s daughter’s pants, I was on guard.

I was torn. I knew it was Emmett and yet I wished it to be someone else who was sending me flowers. After reading each note it felt like pieces of me were slowly becoming possessed by Emmett. Slowly, my thoughts, dreams, and desires involved Emmett. He was my heroin and with each day I needed a higher dosage.

And yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right with him or his family. I had no idea what type of relationship he had with Tanya. I wanted, more than anything, to believe in the Emmett from the very first day of school who had an infectious laughter and a sharp wit.

Jacob’s presence in my life made things easier. When I was with him everything about Forks was left in Forks and it was just the two of us. My feelings for him never changed, but I wasn’t sure if that was true for Jacob as well. There was a need a felt for him, but it was a friendly kid. I needed him to laugh a the stupid things I did in school to draw attention to myself and laugh at my klutziness. I hadn’t realized how alone I had been feeling until I had found the type of companionship I did with Jacob.

“Bella, could you hand me the screwdriver that’s on top of the corner table, without falling?” He asked me one day, while hanging out in his garage.

“Ha ha, very funny, I’m sure I can manage.”

“How do you manage when I’m not around? How did you survive almost eighteen years without me to catch you?” he teased.

“Well, I walked really slowly,” I responded, laughing at my lame joke.

Time with Jake didn’t need to be controlled or monitored it just was.

Although he didn’t acknowledge Valentine’s Day, I knew he wanted to spend it with me and I obliged, more out of commitment than real feelings. We spent the afternoon in his garage, talking about the stupidity of the day and cheesy movies that went along with this day.

The month was coming to end and I was more confused than ever. Jacob sensed that something was wrong and had been trying to get me to open up but this was something I didn’t want to share with him. Really, I couldn’t share this with anyone who I really trusted; my friends at school were just that, school friends.

One Saturday afternoon while spending time with Jacob, he decided to bring Emmett into the conversation. I had mentioned Emmett in the beginning about our project and our growing friendship, but didn’t get into too many details, for my sake.

“What happened with that stupid Cullen guy, anyway?” he asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Things just didn’t work out. He’s dating this beautiful blonde. Obviously, I'm not pretty enough for him,” I said fighting back my tears. Why was he asking? I didn’t tell him about the flowers. Or admitted to how deep my feelings for Emmett ran. I was selfish and cruel, but I was too much of a coward to say anything else.

“I wasn’t referring to his love life. I was asking about your project. But just to clarify, Bella, you’re beyond beautiful. Besides, those Cullens are bad news. You should stay away from them,” he said through gritted teeth.

That wasn’t awkward at all, I thought.

“Whatever Jacob, I don’t want to talk about.”

“Bella, I’m serious, stay away from the Cullens. Try not to interact with them, they’re dangerous.”

This was extremely awkward for me. Jacob was acting so strange and I didn’t know what to make of it. I laughed at how immature the whole situation was. I knew he had crush on me, but this was beyond possessive. I had made it clear that I held o interest for him romantically.

Anger raced through my veins. Emmett wasn’t a bad guy, if anything I knew that much and I didn’t like that my best friend was badmouthing him.

I spoke through gritted teeth. “Jake, we haven’t talked much about stuff like that. I don’t appreciate you just jumping in and telling me what to do. You’re not my father, so butt out. I know what I'm doing.”

I could see his anger consuming him and I began to walk away; this was not what I needed right now. I knew it would be better to just walk away an hopefully pretend like last night hadn’t happen. I heard a growl from behind me, and waved him off. He growled again so I turned around and saw a giant beast.

Unsure of what to do I backed away slowly. Jacob was no where to be found. The beast had taken Jacob’s previous spot and their was ripped clothes on the floor. I worried that Jacob had been attacked and searched the are but there was no Jacob. I looked one last time at the beast, which had remained still and was met with brown, soulful eyes.

I ran to my car and luckily, the beast didn’t follow. I went home and tried to figure out what the hell had happened. Did that thing eat Jacob? No. Where was Jake? Or was that Jacob? Impossible. I booted up my computer and typed in ‘transformations: man to beast,’ and read through a few sites. None of them were useful.

I was still going over what had just happened when I heard a tap on my window. I checked to see what caused the noise, and saw Jake standing below the tree.