My Favourite Scar (Emmett Cullen x Reader)

Waiting

"Honestly," Esme said, "It isn't as bad as it seems,"

I had been curled up on the couch for a while, freaking out about dying. Before Jane came, I didn't think I minded. But now I realized that there was so many reasons to live. I had a great family. I mean, we weren't perfect, but we were happy. I had Emmett now. I had a life. I wasn't ready to give that up. 

They kept trying to reassure me that it wasn't as hopeless as it seemed, but the way Jane looked at me, I knew I was dead. Even Rosalie shed her cold appearance and sat down next to me.

"And I can't run away?" I asked, desperate.

"No, Demetri's a tracker. He'd find you in a day," Edward sighed.

I leaned into Emmett and closed my eyes, trying to take deep breaths. I didn't want to leave him.

"This reminds me of the psychology class I took in the 80's," Carlisle added, but I couldn't register what he said.

"What if I join them?" I whispered to myself, "no- I can't be a vampire cop, they're trying to kill me. I'll run away- no, I just aked about that. I don't want to die..." 

I had to admit, I sounded crazy.

Carlisle continued his train of thought. "They're going through the five stages of grief, I'm pretty sure."

That brought me out of my trance. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"The five stages of grief," he repeated. "Denial, anger, barganing, depression, and acceptance. You denied you're death until Jane came, then you got very mad with her, and now you're trying to find a way to avoid it."

"So you're saying that my death is unstoppable," I got pissed at him.

"No, but you're acting like it, and it isn't helping," Rosalie said off handedly. 

I opened my eyes to see Alice walk over and put a hand on Jasper's shoulder and nod in my direction. I suddenly felt a wave of calm and relief wash over me. I gave a small smile of thanks to him, and he returned it. Emmett wrapped his arms tight around me, pulling me in closer. 

"We'll find a way," He whispered.

I felt even more assured than when Jasper used his gift. If Emmett was with me, I would be okay. If he was near me, I wouldn't be hurt. Not mentally, at least. If Emmett was with me, I'd be happy

I took a deap breath and got up. If I didn't have this weird new body, I would be shaking. 

"I'm going to finish hunting," I murmured, "Get some fresh air,"

I looked at Emmett, hinting that I wanted him to come with me. He took my hand and gave me a quick kiss. I squeezed his hand and led him outside to where Alice interrupted my hunting. Turning to face him, I realized he looked genuinely concerned.

"Why are you all upset," I laughed, cupping his face with my hands.

"Because," He sniffed jokingly, "I'm just super hot,"

I smacked his arm and chuckled a little, before becoming serious again. "Distract me again please," I asked him.

"Alright," He grinned, wrapping his arm around the small of my back and pulling me closer to him. His other arm brushed through my hair, and I took the advantage to nuzzle myself even closer to him. 

He smashed his lips against mine, and my stomach exploded with butterflies, just like every time we kissed. I could feel his lips forming a smile while pressed on mine, and I smiled back. We pulled apart, staring into each others eyes. 

I kept wondering how I could've possibly ended up with him as my mate. I didn't deserve him, especially since my incident with my parents. I knew he made a few mistakes as well, but none that had to involve the Volume (Velocity? Vamonos? Whatever the Vampire cops are called).And now, if I was going to die, I would leave him without a mate. I betrayed him in so many ways, and I was about to hurt him again. Because death only meant one thing to me now.

I would have to leave him. Permanently.