I know it' been a while since I've wrote anything. Either haven't been in the mood, or haven't had the time. But now I'm back...for the moment. So ya'll know the deal. Leave some love and I'll try to get update as soon as I can. Other than that, I don't own the characters or anything. Just the plot to this story.
Chapter 1 – Welcome Back!
POV: Rosalie
I sigh looking up at our new house. I'm back in Forks, Washington. To be honest, I did miss this place just a little. I mean, I was born here. Grew up on the next block over. Well, lived here until I was ten. I try not to think of everyone I left behind back in California. Hell, even everyone that I left behind here.
No time to think about it now Rosalie. I thought inwardly. Another sigh escapes my lips and I walk towards the house. Dad's in the living room, moving a few boxes out of the middle of the room to the far corner. I guess so the movers can bring the couch and shit in. I take the duffel bag, purse and guitar upstairs to my room.
Turning left, I go down the hall, to the very end, then turn right. At least my room is bigger than the one back in California, and I have my own bathroom. That's a plus. Dropping my things onto the bed, I look to one of the windows. Walking over I check the latches. Not paint covered. That means I should be able to open it. Since it's the end of June, it's hot as fuck in here.
I flip the latches and push the window all the way up. Standing there as the breeze blows my hair around, I think of Mom. She was the reason we moved in the first place. Now, she's the reason why I'm back in this hick town. I think back to the day that my family had packed up and moved.
It was on a Friday, close to noon. Mom had just put the last few things in the car. I was next door with my friend Alice. Doing the one thing I didn't want to do. Saying goodbye.
Alice had tears running down her cheek. Well, she wasn't the only one doing that. Me, along with our other friend Bella, was crying alongside her. All three of us clinging to each other. Not wanting me to leave town at all.
"I don't want you to move, Frog." Alice had stated still clinging to me, and I to her.
"I know, Pix. I don't want to either. But, I've got to." I said almost losing my cool. "I promise to write every day though."
She looked up at me then. "Pinky swear?"
I let my left arm fall, but hold my right pinky up between us. "Swear."
She took it. Curling her pinky with mine. The hot pink nail polish, shining in the sun. A smile came to her face then, as both our crying started to end.
"Rosalie! We need to head out!" Mom yelled over to me.
When Mom yelled, I knew I had to hurry up. I hugged Alice again. Then followed by Bella, Jasper and Edward. Saying goodbye to the guys, that was the worst. They were like my brothers. Us playing in mud holes. Making mud pies. Playing with bugs and worms. I was just like another boy with them.
I remember Jasper giving me a noogie, after hugging him. Edward rustling my hair after saying goodbye. Then Emmett, just putting his hands in his pockets. He didn't call me any names like he would normally do. No picking about something I was wearing. Nothing. Standing there for a moment, I then kissed his on the cheek and left.
Oh God...Emmett. He was the one that I had missed the most. I'm not sure why. But, that black hair, that needed to be cut. Those blue eyes that sparkled when I looked at him. That is what I remembered about him.
Mom had gotten a teaching job at one of the colleges in California. That was why we moved in the first place. Daddy, he got a job at the local hospital. I ended up making new friends. But the whole eight years we were there, I never forgot about Emmett. Or the others for that matter.
I came out of my haze then. Put my hair up in a messy bun, then headed back down to the driveway. Daddy was pulling a box off the back of the truck. He looked up when he heard me coming and smiled.
"Hey, baby girl, you okay?" He sounded cheerful, but, I knew he was concerned.
"Yeah, Daddy. I'm fine. Just funny being back here." I stated while grabbing my amp.
"I know. But, we needed a change of scenery. You know your Mom was talking about coming back before the accident."
That was new. "No," I stated setting the amp down and grabbing another bag, "she didn't say anything to me about it."
"Yeah, we were going to move back after you graduated. But, since the accident happened, I thought you would want to graduate with the ones you grew up with. I know you missed them. Even though you didn't say anything. Especially Emmett." He looked somewhere behind me, then back to me. "Which reminds me..."
He didn't have time to say anything else. There was a husky voice that spoke from behind me. "Mr. Hale?" Dad nodded. "Mom said you moved back."
I turned around after Daddy smiled at me. What's that for? When I turned, I had to look up. There were blue eyes, and a dimpled smile looking back at me. I would never forget those eyes, as long as I lived.
"Emmett?" This isn't real. I looked back to Daddy, who still had a smile on his face. He just turned and walked to the house. Carrying boxes with him. I turned back and caught Emmett staring.
"Frog," there was a hint of a sigh in there. "You've..."
I didn't give him time to say anything else. Jumping up, I wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him a hug. It was unexpected, but he caught me. His arms wrapping around the small of my back. Holding me against him as he went around in a circle.
When we stopped, he didn't let go of me. We pulled back a little to look at each other. Giving me a kiss on the cheek, he then looked at me with another smile. "God, you have no idea how much I've missed you. I thought I would never see you again after you moved."
"Me either." There was a few moments of silence. With us just looking at each other. "Bear?"
"Yeah, Frog?"
"Um...you plan on putting me down? I have to finish unpacking." I asked just looking at him.
"Fuck no." My eyes get a little big, staring at him in shock. Holy hell. The boy I liked back when I was little, he was surely gone. Replaced by a massive, dirty mouthed hottie.
Damn, I'm in for it now. I thought I would never forget that little boy. But, the way he's holding me now. I'm glad he's not that little boy anymore. Please, Emmett. Just let me down before I do something I may regret later. Because this whole time, since I turned around, my stomach's been doing somersaults.
"For fucks sake! Put me down, dammit!" I say looking straight at him. "I've got shit to do."
He laughed. "Damn! My little Frog somehow turned into a fucking viper while she was gone."
I had moved my hands from around his neck, and now my palms were on his shoulders. I leaned back while pushing on his shoulders. "Emmett! Put me the fuck down. Now!" I all but yell at him.
He let me slide down his body a little. My feet finally touched the ground. But, he didn't let me go. Instead he moved his hands to lay on my hips. His fingers laying on a small patch of bare skin. Damn, stomach stop doing the flippy thing, please.
His head shook side to side after a moment. Then his hands fell and went to his pockets. Just like the last time I had saw him. "Sorry, Rose."
I just look at him. "What? No more comebacks?" I ask crossing my arms. Fuck. Nice thinking, Rose.
His eyes drift downwards, then back up. "No. No comebacks. I don't want to be that kid again. The one that was a jackass to you everyday."
He looked kind of shy right this second. Plus, he really seemed to mean it. "If I know anything, you're not that kid anymore." He just looked at me. Not saying anything. "But, since you did pull that stunt, you've got to help finish unpacking."
"It's the least I can do." His dimples coming back out, as he smiled. "I really don't want to be that kid again, Rose. You deserve better than that."
Okay, this really is a different Emmett. "Em, it's fine." I lay my palm on his cheek. "I know you're not that kid. Trust me, I know. But, sometimes that kid never dies. That's fine. I loved that kid. I don't want him to be completely gone though." I give his cheek a pat, let my hand fall and turn around. "Now. Help."
I pull some boxes out and hand them to him. I grab my amp and the other bags, then head to the house. Emmett right behind me. When we get through the front door, I see Dad with a smile on his face before I head up the stairs. That in itself put a smile on my face.
Going down the hall, I turn and go into my room. I drop the bags on the bed. Setting the amp down, Emmett looks at me after setting the boxes down.
"So how long've you played?" He looked really interested. His eyes had that sparkle in them again.
"Right after we moved. Didn't take me long to learn. Daddy helped teach me. Speaking of which, I need to move my drums and other equipment to the basement. And I've got to go to the store."
His head shook. "You play drums too?" He asked looking at me dumbfounded.
"Yeah. But, trust me. Your little Frog didn't completely change." I state with a smile.
"She better not have. I won't deal with that shit." He smiles.
POV: Emmett
It was kinda early when I finally got up. After taking a shower and changing into a pair of low rise blue jeans and black t-shirt, I headed down to the kitchen. Mom was already up. Pouring a cup of coffee, she then turned when I walked in.
"Morning, sleepyhead." She said moving to the kitchen table.
"Morning." I stated grabbing my cup and fixing one myself. When I was done, I joined her in my chair.
"So, we have some new neighbors." She looked at me with a smile on her face, hiding behind her coffee cup.
"What are you smiling at?" I ask taking another sip of the hot liquid.
"Cause I know it's someone you want to see." I cock an eyebrow at her. Someone I want to see? What the fuck is she talking about? "Mr. Hale moved next door. Which means..."
It donged on me. "Rosalie?" She just nodded. "You're shitin' me, right?"
Her head shook no. "Nope. She doesn't know she lives beside you now."
"How'd you..." I trail off. Never mind. Rosalie is back. I smile inwardly to myself.
"They're over there now unpacking." I didn't give her time to say anything else. Jumping out of my seat, I downed the rest of my coffee moving towards the sink.
On my way to the living room, I heard Mom laugh. What the fuck was she laughing at? This was no laughing matter. Rosalie was back, and I'm going to make her mine. Going into my room, I thought about the last time I saw her.
She was leaving. Alice, Bella and Rose were crying on each other. Then she stopped. She had said bye to everyone and when she got to me, it's like I froze.
She had given me a hug, and I hugged her back. But, instead of making fun of her, or saying something stupid, I just put my hands in my pockets. She had given me a kiss on the cheek, then left.
When I had got back inside my room, I thought about her. Yeah I was young, but I should have kissed her. I mean I did when we were younger, like at two years old, or something like that. So, technically, she was my first kiss.
After a few years, I still thought about her. She had never left my mind. I didn't want her to. I had still considered her mine. Even if she wasn't there with me. But, I had planned that after graduation, I would try to find her.
Guess I don't have to now. I came out of my daydream, slipped my shoes on and headed downstairs. Mom was still in the kitchen. A smile planted on her face. I paid her no attention then headed outside.
Like Mom had said, Rosalie and Mr. Hale was outside moving stuff. When I was close enough, I heard him talking. "Which reminds me..."
He looked over to me. "Mr. Hale?" I asked walking up to them. He nodded. A smile playing at his lips. "Mom said you moved back."
Rosalie turned around to see who Mr. Hale was talking to. She was still shorter than me, so she had to look up to meet my eyes. Just seeing her had a smile planted on my face.
"Emmett?" Apparently I surprised her. She turned to look at her Dad. Who just smiled, then walked towards the house. Which gave me time to check her out.
Oh boy, did she grown up. Long legs that went on forever, and an ass that had me groaning inwardly. When she turned around I started to talk.
"Frog," I let out a soft sigh. I hope she didn't hear it though. "You've..."
I was cut off with her jumping on me. Catching her like she weighted nothing. Her arms were wound around my neck. While my arms hugged her to me. Like when we were kids. I spun us around in a circle.
When I stopped I pulled back a little to look at her. Damn, she's beautiful. I lean forward, give her a kiss on the cheek. Just like she did me that last time I saw her, then smile.
My fucking dimples are going to hurt being around this girl. "God, you have no idea how much I've missed you. I thought I would never see you again after you moved." I meant every fucking word of it too.
"Me either." There was silence. She missed me too? No fucking way. Don't be playing games with me woman. "Bear?"
I love that fucking nickname. Only because this woman in my arms gave it to me. "Yeah, Frog?"
"Um...you play on putting me down? I have to finish unpacking."
Hell no. Cause I may not be able to hold you again. Maybe. "Fuck no." Her eyes get big. I shocked her. Nice.
"For fucks sake! Put me down, dammit!" We just look at each other. "I've got shit to do."
I laugh. Hell I can't help it. She's cute when she gets mad. "Damn! My little Frog somehow turned into a fucking viper while she was gone." Plus baby's got a mouth on her. That I wouldn't mind putting to use.
Her arms move from around my neck. Don't move them yet. I'm getting use to having them there. But, she does, and moves them to my shoulders. Leaning back she pushes on them. "Emmett! Put me the fuck down. Now!" Damn, we on to the hollering at each other part in our relationship already?
I let her down slowly. Sliding all the way down my body. Bad fucking idea man. When her feet are on the ground, I move my arm from around her. Never letting go, I slide my hands to her hips. My fingers laying on bear skin from her shirt riding up some. It feels like sparks going through my fingers and up my arms. Then the only thing I can think about is, how badly I want this girl under me.
Image of her beneath me, race through my min. Her head thrown back, moaning. Screaming my name. Stop it man! I shake my head to get the images gone. Dropping my hands from her, I stick them into my pockets. "Sorry, Rose."
She just looks at me. "What? No more comebacks?" She then crosses her arms in front of her. Right under her tits. Oh God, please stop teasing me, Rose!
My eyes drift downwards for a moment. Very nice. Look back up. Unless you want to be in trouble. Well if it was up to me, I would get into hella trouble. Just as long as Rosalie was with me. I look back to her eyes. "No. No comebacks. I don't want to be that kid again. The one that was a jackass to you everyday."
"If I know anything, you're not that kid anymore." I just stare at her. Not saying a word. "But, since you did pull that stunt, you've got to help finish unpacking."
"It's the least I can do." I smile at her. "I really don't want to be that kid again, Rose. You deserve better than that." Yes you do babe. Not someone that treats you like shit. Wont listen to you. Or anything of the sorts. Which is why I'm going to do my best at never doing them.
But, I hope you seen how much I've changed, babe. Cause I ain't doing this shit for anyone. Only you.