snowed in ( all human twilight fanfic x brothers best friend )

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I haven't written anything for a while, but a group I'm in dedicated to reading shared a meme that said "pick your trope based on your birthday" and I kind of liked mine, so I figured, why not? It's close to Christmas, why not try my hand at a short Wintery love story? Send help. Idk what I'm doing.

Warning ; this is NOT going to be a slow burn, this is going to be fast and furious, baby!

Bella.

Honestly, if God hates me so much he should just smite me right here, right now. Bella thought grumpily as she laid on her back in the snow, her limbs akimbo. Despite the chill in the air, her cheeks were burning hot. How freaking humiliating, but also how absolutely on brand for her to slip on a patch of ice two seconds after getting out of a cab. Which, by the way, still hadn't driven off. He had rolled down his passenger window and was calling out to her.

"Hey, lady, you alright down there?" He called, peering out at her. She shot him a thumbs up and then dropped her arm down again, making no attempt to get up. Just take me now, God. She thought dramatically, the cab driver shook his head and started back on his journey. This week was already going to be hell. Her dear brother invited her to his cabin for the weekend with him and his wife, fun right? Well, no. Not when you take into account the other person who would be there.

"Bella?" She heard the last voice she wanted to hear in that moment, and couldn't contain her groan. The issue she had with this week, the guest she wish hadn't been invited.. or maybe even born. Her brothers best friend came into focus above her, his obnoxious crooked smile the first thing her gaze lands on. Fucking douchebag. "Are you alright?"

"Right as rain." She grunts, shaking her head. He offers her a hand, and she stares at it pointedly before attempting to stand up on her own. Attempting being the operative word, as the second she presses down on her foot it slides out from underneath her again. The douche chokes back a laugh and Bella's cheeks grow even hotter. She tries it again and this time manages to stand on her own. She huffs indignantly, grabbing her suitcase from the ground and walking towards her brothers cabin.

"I didn't mean to laugh." Came the voice of Edward Cullen behind her, as he follows her back inside. "You just looked so funny laying there, like you were just done with everything." He laughs again, shaking his head, and she shoots him a glare. "I'm picturing your face again, I'm sorry."

"Emmett!" She yells her brothers name as she enters,  laying her bag by the door and removing her hat and gloves, laying them on the top of the bag. "Rosalie?" She tries, completely ignoring the man behind her.

"Come on, Bellie, don't be like that." He says, and without looking she can hear the smile in his voice. She rolls her eyes but finally gives in.

"First of all, don't call me that." She snaps. He crosses his arms and raises a brow. They stare at each other for a moment before she sighs in irritation. "What?"

His crooked grin was back full force, and Bella bit back her irritation. "You said first of all, that's usually followed up by a second of all, maybe a third of all." She shakes her head.

"I have no idea why Emmett hangs out with you." She says, clicking her tongue. "Listen, I came to see my brother, I only get to see him a few times a year, and I would really like to enjoy my time with him, so if you could lay off? That'd be great."

His face changes for a moment, a frown on his lips before he covers it up with another smirk, this one not half as convincing as the rest. He nods, grabbing a red coat off the hook and sliding it on, making Bella realize he had run out with his boots half on and no jacket.

"Emmett and Rosalie aren't here yet, last I was talking to them they were still in Chicago, waiting on their flight because it was delayed." He relays this information to her, not looking at her as he zips up his coat and grabs a hat. "I'm going to go cut some more fire wood so you can get settled while we wait for them, if you need me, just shout." He leaves then, not waiting on a response. Bella sighs, wrapping her arms tightly around herself, even as her body relaxes when he's not in close proximity to her. She chews her bottom lip as she stares at the door he just vacated through, before shaking her head and turning on her heel, grabbing her bag and heading towards the room of the cabin she had claimed for herself years ago.

She threw open the door, and shook her head. Of course. She grits her teeth as she takes in Edwards belongings scattered everywhere, and of course, she wasn't going to do the mature thing. No. He knew this was her room. Shaking her head, she starts collecting his belongings and drags them to the room across the hall, she discards everything on the bed before returning to her own room, closing the door and taking off her jacket before falling back onto her bed. God, she hopes Emmett won't be too long. She's not sure what she will do if she's stuck here alone with Edward for more than a few hours. Maybe clobber him with a meat cleaver? Probably. God, no one got under her skin like Edward Cullen. She knew he knew that.

She frowned, pulling her pillow to her chest tightly and blinking her eyes closed. Hurry up, Em. She thought, a frown on her lips, before her day of travel caught up to her and she dozed off.

She didn't know how long she was asleep, but when she woke up to her phone ringing, she was completely disoriented, she scrambled to answer it, not even checking the caller ID before she accepts the call, and brings the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" She mumbles.

"Bella.." the voice of her big brother hits her ear, and she remembers where she is and who she's with. "Bad news, little sis..." He says, and Bella's heart drops to her stomach.