Carlisle's P.O.V.


Emmett growled. He seemed to be doing that quite a massive amount of time these days. It all started when Edward went away to Vancouver. Or, at least, that's where we though he had gone. wewe see, the only way he would be able to go to Italy alone, to confront Jane, was to tell the rest of us he was heading somewhere completely different. His reasons for leaving to go to the Volturi were not intentional. Jane was hazing him, willing him near her if wewe like. Edward wasn't at all wary of his decisions, as he wasn't the one making them. That was when we got the call from Aro..

"Hello? Cullen's." Emmett answered the phone sharply. Aro's unexpected voice answered back, "Hello Emmett, a pleasure as always. I was hoping to maybe speak to Carlisle." As I headed toward the phone, Emmett hovered, not wanting to hand me the phone. He squinted, but I took the phone anyway. "Aro? I thought it was you." I answered, "What is it wewe need?"
"Ah, Carlisle. Now it isn't that I need something, but Edward, on the other hand, may need to speak to you." I sighed. Edward. Of course. "Now, don't be alarmed when wewe hear this, as Edward was provoked kwa Jane. It wasn't all his decision?" Aro said. "WHAT wasn't?" I pondered. Hoping he wasn't about to say the words I was dreading. The thing I had never thought Edward would decide to do- Aro cut me off. "Edward.. has chosen to jiunge us. The Volturi. If wewe would only hear him out first, he would like your opinion." NO. I would tell him. That was my opinion.

"Carlisle just listen to me, please." Edward pleaded. He had crossed a line. He was willing to jiunge the Volturi, and only because this was his chance to change his ways. I couldn't understand. I though he hated Volturi.. "But wewe HATE the Volturi Edward. Don't you?" This was all I could come up with. "Carlisle. I Just- . I did. I don't know. I just changed my mind I guess."
"Oh, Edward, why? No. You're not doing this!" I was putting my foot down. Unlike that was going to change his mind. Emmett growled in the background, he was stood straight, like he was ready to pounce. Rosalie held him back. But Edward could see he wasn't just hurting myself and Esme. He was hurting his brother also. Emmett cared a great deal about Edward, and didn't want to see him hurting.

I sighed. The Volturi aren't bad people. So why should I be angry? I went away with them myself in my younger days. It wasn't so bad. Maybe I just didn't want that life for my sort of son. That was when Emmett pounced. He threw himself at Edward. "NO!" Rose yelled, worried. Edward tried to get up, but Emmett only held him tighter. "Until wewe see sense Edward, you're not moving. I don't have anything better to do. So I could stay here forever..." Emmett warned. "Emmett PLEASE!" Rosalie yelled. "What if you-" She hesitated. She couldn't get the words out. "YOU THINK HE COULD HURT ME?" Emmett spat, "IF wewe EVEN THOUGHT FOR ONE sekunde THAT HE WOULD DARE TOUCH ME, THEN YOU'RE WRONG. HE IS TO SMART FOR THAT." Rosalie shook her head. That wasn't what she had ment.

FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN EDWARD DOES GET FREED. IN CHAPTER 4.