BPOV
I was sitting on the couch rereadingWuthering Heights for the umpteenth time, when all of a sudden Emmett plopped down beside me, and turned on a Bruce Lee movie. I put away my book, knowing I wouldn't get any reading done with Emmett shouting every few minutes, "Go Brucy! Kick butt!" whether he was fighting or not. I was actually enjoying the movie till halfway through when my stomach started hurting extremely bad. Emmett tilted his head toward me, I'm guessing checking for bodily wounds.
"Hey Bells, you okay?"
"Yes, I just need some feminine products."
"What are those?"
"Certain things girls need once a month."
He still looked clueless, suddenly I felt fed up.
"YOU KNOW! PADS, MIDOL, ETC!!!" I shouted at him.
He seemed to get the picture.
"Just stay here," he said looking as though he was about to explode. He grabbed his car keys and ran for the door, forgetting everything except the task at hand. He was in super vampire mode. He drove to the store. I just sat there waiting for him to come back, knowing it wouldn't be long. Five minutes later, he burst through the door carrying fifteen drugstore bags on his shoulders. Then he dumped them on my lap. I sat there pushing bags off my lap.
"What's all this?!" I exclaimed.
"Your feminine products," he said extremely proud of himself. I just gave up with a sigh. Some things never change.