I will win (Mi's side)

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I will win

We remained silent for a while after Emmet’s words dried up with my tears. After all what was there to say about Bella’s death that hadn’t all ready been said. I felt my grief for her, I felt terrified that she was somewhere alone, but she was gone. Something inside of Bella pushed her to starve her self and she paid the ultimate price. Her life and I missed her, however she had sparked something inside of me something that nothing or no one else could have sparked. A determination to not let her death pass with out a reason, a determination not to follow her in the way that she went. I would tare down Sophie, and I would win.

“Are you going to be OK?” Emmet asked eventually drumming his fingers on the top of his steering wheel while looking out at the world. “I have to be honest,” Emmet admitted “The unit are a little bit surprised. We know you were close to Bella, probably more then any of them, and Esmee says you were close to Connor as well…”

His name sent a scolding pain melting over my limbs as the flashing images of the first time he kissed me probed into the back of my eyes like hot pins. Unlike Bella’s spark he left a burning hole that ripped me apart whenever I remembered him.

“… so we where kind of expecting for you to take it all a little bit worse then this… Mi… Mi.”

I darted my watery blue eyes back to Emmet and for the first time I willed him to be able to see though them.

“Sophie killed my best friend,” I whispered. “She didn’t look back, she didn’t think who needed her she just destroyed without question and that isn’t OK. I’m fighting back now Emmet I’m going to kill her like she killed Bella. I will tare and rip Sophie down, and I will win.”