Disclaimer: All characters belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. Only joy from reviews are made from this, nothing else. :)
Authors Note: I wrote this a few years ago, with other characters, never posted anywhere - and thought, well, it fits somehow, in this fandom. I'm falling in Bella & Emmett lately; both friendship and as a couple. Please, please, please review; let me know what you think. I adore leaving my one-shots up to the imagination of the reader, and would love to know what people are thinking when they read this.
Hold Me
"Hon?" Emmett quietly opened the door into the bedroom, looking around. Hearing the shower, he glanced toward the bathroom before opening the door slowly. "You alright? It's Emmett."
All he could hear from the shower stall was a small whimper, turning into a cry.
"You alright? I'm going to stick my hand in to see about the water." Emmett reached his hand inside the curtain where he knew the water would be falling right from the shower head…it was blistering hot. "I'm grabbing a towel now, sweets…can you hear me?"
After a few moments of more whimpers, he gently took a towel from the brass peg. "Babe, I'm coming in, ok."
A soft 'alright' was heard, and he gently stuck his hand in between again to shut the water off. "I'm taking the towel in front of me, ok?" and Emmett, while placing the towel in front of his face, opened the curtain and noticed a head in the corner of the shower. Placing the towel gently over and around her body, he breathed in, looking at her tearstained face and starting to pick her off the tile, and onto a bench in the room.
"Ok?" He said gently.
"Now." She said softly, leaning her head into his shoulder.
"Let's get you out of here and-"
"No."
"Why not...what happened?"
"Just…just hold me."