"You encouraged this idiotic idea!?" Rosalie was screaming at Emmett.

"No, of course not!" Emmett defended himself immediately.

"Then why the hell is he still entertaining it let alone trying to drag me aboard?" she demanded, her hands flying every which way.

"Well, I told him if he could get you on board, which I knew he could never do," Emmett added quickly before her ears could start shooting steam, "that I would help him, but, like I said, I knew there was no chance of that happening."

Pussy.

I was now certain that Rosalie had chopped off Emmett's balls and was storing them in a cooler full of ice somewhere.

"He's my brother, Rose," Emmett said sheepishly. "I wanted to help him out is all."

Rosalie glared at me. "You had your chance with Bella, and you blew it. That's all there is to it."

This time my ears started blowing out steam. "No, that's not all there is to it," I disagreed.

"Excuse me?" Rosalie demanded, her face turning bright red in anger.

"You heard me. You have no idea what happened back then and you have no idea what you're talking about now," I told her angrily.

My anger was like fuel to hers.

She stepped closer to me, glaring up at me as she clearly was not at all intimidated by my height or size. "Bella wasn't good enough for you, right? That's why you fucked everything up. She wasn't good enough for the royal, pompous Edward Cullen."

"You guys, please don't fight," Emmett begged, but his pleas went ignored.

"You don't know what you're talking about!" I shouted back at her.

"Excuse me?"

Both Rosalie and I turned our heads sharply to find an anxious nurse popping her head inside the door.

"Is everything okay in here?" she asked shyly, glancing nervously between me and Rosalie.

I stepped away from Rosalie trying to cool off a bit. "Yes, everything is fine," I said curtly.

The nurse didn't look at all convinced and could obviously sense the tension in the room. She looked at Emmett who simply nodded. "It's okay," he told her and she left quickly and quietly.

Rosalie was still glaring at me. "You're a real prick, you know? I mean, here Bella is happy, and you're going to try and ruin it for her?"

"Bella is mine," I growled.

Rosalie's eyes widened. "Are you kidding me? What, like you own her? She's your property?"

"No!" I said immediately. "I mean...I meant that...she's just..."

She shook her head. "Emmett, if you help him with this, we're so done. Do you hear me? If you even think about doing this then I never want to see or hear from you again."

With that, she stormed out of the room.