[Hello! So this is the prelude to the Emmett x Oc one-shot I wrote, 'Sick Days with Emmett'. If you haven't read that, no big deal. You don't need to, to know what is going on here. I, of course, do not own Twilight or the characters. Just Emma. Please review and tell me what you think!]

"Carl, please relax." Emma said completely exasperated at this point. "I'm only an hour late! And I'm not even late, I told when I thought I would be home, it wasn't a sure thing." Her step-father, Carl Edwards, was a little neurotic and when it came to being on time he would completely loose his ass even if he or someone else was a minute late. It was really annoying and hard to live with. Being a seventeen year old girl he shouldn't hold any time expectations for her, she was always going to be late for everything except school and her summer job. Why couldn't he just accept that for what it was? All the arguments they had could easily be cut in half if he would.

"Okay, I'm around the corner, Carl, bye." She hit the off button on her iPhone and slipped it back into the pocket on her denim shorts. She turned to the passenger beside her and rolled her eyes seeing him laughing, before joining in herself.

"It's not funny, Roan" she said playfully hitting his chest. Roan was her boyfriend of six months. Her twenty one year old boyfriend her parents thought she dumped five months ago. Emma didn't understand why they made such a big deal about the age difference. Four years was nothing and he was nice to her, which was what they should be concerned about. She smiled at him and ran her fingers through his brown wavy hair, his green eyes found hers and he smiled back.

"I think it's hilarious," he teased. "If I lived closer I would just have you live with me so we wouldn't have to sneak around, I'm too old for that."

Emma pursed her lips and looked down. "I'm sorry." It wasn't like she wanted him to have to sneak. She wished her parents were okay with him so he could come to her place sometime and hang out, it would be so much easier.

Roan laughed again. "Don't worry, one more year and you'll be done with school and can come stay with me." He said wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

Emma beamed up at him. "I can't wait!"

"We're here," Roan's friend, David, called to them. Roan took his arm from around her and kissed her forehead. "I had fun this weekend. We will have to go to Ocean Shores again soon." He said.

Emma nodded. "Hopefully next weekend, I have it off again."

He nodded. "I'll see if I do too. Now hurry before your parents see me." He said unbuckling her seatbelt for her. She kissed his lips once more grabbing her overnight bag off the floor and scurrying out of the black car. She straightened her sheer over-sized mint top and dark denim shorts before pulling the dark blue overnight bag onto her shoulder. When the car began to pull out of the driveway she made her way to the front door, her mint flip flops scuffling against the cement. She really didn't even want to be home yet, her summer break was just two weeks from ending and she wanted to spend the rest of her time staying up all day and living life to the fullest. [[Her outfit: cgi/set?id=79198418]]

Opening the front door she made her way inside her brightly lit one story home, dropping her bag off at the front door. She kicked her flip flops off as well and made her way into the kitchen to look for something to eat. She pulled the fridge open and sighed seeing all things she would have to cook. Maybe she'd call Ashlee, her best friend, and see if she wanted to go out and eat.

"Emma," her mother's voice sounded from down the hall and she threw her head back with a groan knowing she was going to be nagged at for being tardy.

"Coming!" She called back trudging down the hall towards the living room.

Stepping in the entrance of the living room she saw both of her parents sitting in the two arm chairs in the living room. The television was off and there were two suitcases on the white sofa. She frowned before turning her attention to them. "What's all this?" She questioned.

Carl gestured to the couch. "Sit down, Emma." His voice was calm and steady which left her feeling nervous about the conversation to come. But she did as she was told and sat down on the end of the couch.

Carl laced his fingers together and placed them on his crossed leg. "Emma," he began. "Where were you this weekend?" His eyes said they already knew.

"I was with Ashlee since her mom was out of town and she didn't want to be alone, I told you guys that." She answered nonchalantly though she felt like something was off.

Carl nodded his head though his face was clearly one of disapproval. "Did you know her mother's trip was cut short and she came home early?"

Emma's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Why hadn't Ashlee text her if that had happened? She could have come home earlier or made up a better lie. What could she say to them now? She was caught in a lie.

"We know you were with Roan, Emma." Her mother chimed in, though passive in her tone.

Emma ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. "I'm sorry, okay?" She didn't know what to tell them. "It was just Ocean Shores with some friends, no big deal."

"It is a big deal to us, Emma! We give you everything you want and you continue to lie to us about this man!" Carl was fuming. He took a deep breath trying to calm down. "You have to leave."

She frowned and shook her head like she had just been slapped trying to grasp what he said. "What?" Was he serious?

"Out!" He said standing from the chair. "We've packed all of your belongings and you have a week to get a cell phone for yourself before we cut your service off." At least that explained the suitcases.

"You can't just kick me out," she said leaning forward as his words sunk in. "I'm your daughter! How can you do this to me?"

"You want to be treated like an adult and we are going to treat you like one," her mother said. "We've had enough of the lies, Emma, we're sorry but it's time you leave now."

They were crazy. They were really just out of their minds. She was a seventeen year old high school student with immaculate grades and a bright future and they wanted to stifle her dreams by making her homeless. "I'm your only child and you are going to force me out to sleep on the streets?" She stood from the couch. "How will you feel when you turn the news on and see them doing a story about a body being found in a dumpster and it's me!" She screamed. "I won't go out with him anymore, I swear! Don't do this to me!"

"It's too late for apologies," Carl said grabbing her suitcases and setting them beside her. "Leave."

Tears streamed down her face now and she looked to her mother for help but she was looking down. "M-mom, please?" she begged. "Please! Look me in the eyes and tell me you are okay with this bullshit! If you let him do this you will never see me again. Is that what you want?"

"I'm sorry, Emma." She whispered.

She was flabbergasted, her own mother wasn't going to stand up for her. "Some mom you are. Letting this replacement push you around and force you own daughter out." She looked to both of them seeing they weren't going to change their minds. "Fine." She said grabbing the handles to the suitcases and propping them on their wheels. "I fucking hate you and I hope all of your friends know what you are doing to your child. And I hope this decision haunts you for the rest of your life and my wellbeing plagues you every night before you go to sleep." She walked to the entrance of the living room before pausing. "If only dad could see what you've become, mom." She whispered out. After her father passed her mother became severely depressed and only a few years ago was okay enough to meet and marry Carl, probably because she felt like she couldn't get anyone better than a balding salesman at a furniture store. Their once strong relationship had plummeted and the only time they really exchanged words were when Carl was being an ass.

She could see her mother burst into silent tears and she walked down the hall grabbing her bag and slipping her shoes on once she reached the front door. She exited the house and pulled her phone out.

It rang twice before there was an answer. "Hey, Roan?" She couldn't stop the tears.

"What's wrong, Emma?" He asked, concern in his voice.

"Can you turn back around? M-my parents just kicked me out." She cried.

"Yeah, babe, I'm on my way." He said with a sigh.

"Okay, bye."

She hung up the phone and walked to the edge of her driveway taking a seat. Why was this happening to her? She was almost finished with school, one year left and then she would have headed to college to pursue a career in baking. Her mother had done nothing with her life. At 41 she was working part-time at a grocery store. Now that was the life she was destined to have, thanks to them.

Seeing the car pull up she stood from the curb and grabbed the suitcases. David parked in front of her and popped the trunk as Roan got of the car going straight to Emma. He wrapped his arms around her, "I'm sorry." He whispered in her ear.

Emma hugged him back for a moment before pulling away to put her things in the trunk with Roan's help. "It's not your fault." She admitted. "They are assholes." She had no idea they would have such an easy time just kicking her out. It was like she didn't matter to them at all. Sure she did the occasional wrong thing but she was a teen and none of it was reason enough to kick her out. It wasn't as if she did hard drugs or drank excessively. She didn't sneak out in the middle of the night or sneak boys in. She was a good kid. Had they loved her at all? Or simply put up with her? She shook the thoughts from her mind and climbed in the car.

"You can stay with me, Emma." Roan said closing the door behind her and hoping in the front passenger seat.

"I've never been to Forks before." She said buckling in. She never really went to that part of Washington ever. She would usually travel to Tacoma and Seattle where there were actually things to do.

Roan laughed. "Well prepare to be bored out of your mind, nothing exciting ever happens in Forks."

Emma didn't respond. She stared out the window getting one last look at her house as they drove off and towards her new life. Forks couldn't be that boring. She was sure she could make the best of it. At least she got to stay with Roan.

"Goodbye Lacey, hello Forks." She muttered under her breath wondering what Forks held for her.