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Chapter two: Saved by the One
Rosalie's POV
I woke up on a soft bed. Last night was still a bit of a daze. Then, like a bullet, the memories hit me.
Royce getting kinky with me; me leading him on. Him touching me. Feeling me. Him attacking me for not going to bed with him. A savior.
My savior.
The mystery man.
Where is he now?
Where am I?
I heard his voice coming from the next room. Talking to another man.
"I don't know why I ran off with her, Jasper." He was saying. "There was just something about her. When she walked in, I forgot everything. Like she was the only one in the world for me. All other girls I'd ever been with suddenly seemed unimportant and worthless. She was the most beautiful lady I'd ever seen."
"I know what you mean." The other voice answered. From what I'd heard, his name was Jasper. "It was like that with Alice. She was the girl of my dreams, Emmett." Emmett! So thatwas his name. I got off the bed and crept closer the closed door to better hear what they were saying.
Emmett laughed in his booming bass. "This girl isn't the girl of my dreams. My dreams never got this good." Jasper's quiet laugh joined Emmett's.
"So," Jasper started again, "Who is she?"
"I don't have a clue. I think she goes to our school, but I can't be sure. She came to our prom, from what I heard. She met Royce there and he convinced her to come with him. She seemed willing to, um, let's say, get kinky. If you know what I mean."
"I do."
"Good. But then, she stopped. She didn't want to go through with it. That was the strange part. Royce is good looking enough, but she's hot, Jasper. Have you seen her?"
"No. Every time I try and go in the room you stop me. You don't want to wake her."
"Oh. Right. Well, she has long blonde hair. You know what? She could be your twin! You guys look enough alike."
"Oh, really? That's nice to know. You know, in case we have to run away and get new IDs or something." Even though I couldn't see them, I just knew Jasper was rolling his eyes.
I heard someone else walk into the room. "She'll be fine. It was a very small cut; I got it closed up in no time."
"Thanks, Carlisle." Emmett said. "You know, it's nice having a doctor as a family friend."
"True that," Jasper answered, "Alice should be here soon. I wish that girl would get up soon, I want to meet her before I leave." Now would be a good time to 'get up' I supposed.
"Yeah." Emmett responded. I counted to ten, then opened the door and walked outside.
"Oh, good you're awake. How are you feeling this morning?" A man in his early thirties asked me; I guessed he was Carlisle.
"Uh, good?" I answered. "I'm not sure how I should be feeling. I think I cut my head open?" I looked at Emmett.
"Um, oh, uh, yeah." He stuttered out. I looked down to see what I was wearing. Nice. Someone changed me into white really short shorts and a fitted orange tank top. I guess Emmett noticed pretty fast that I wasn't wearing a bra. Emmett quickly took off his hoodie and handed it to me.
"Thanks." I mumbled, putting it on. We were both a bit red now.
"So!" Jasper said, breaking the silence. "What's your name?" He turned to me.
"Um, Rosalie Hale. You can call me Rose, if it's easier. Most people think it's easier." I started to ramble in my nervousness.
"So, Rose, where do you live?" Thank goodness for Carlisle.
"Um, in town by the high school."
"And does anyone else live with you?"
"Just my dad. But he's drunk most of the time. And doesn't even notice I'm there. He keeps too busy with girls from the bar. So I guess you could say I live alone."
"Ah. Well, I don't think you should go back home given what's just happened. If Royce comes looking for you, he could easily find your house. And I don't think your dad would help protect you."
"Oh, ok. I'll find a friend to stay with."
"You could stay with us." Emmett blurted out.
"Us?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah. Me, Jasper and Alice. We have an apartment across town from the school."
"Oh, ok. Sure." I smiled. This could get fun.
"Alice could take you shopping for clothes." Jasper said, "She loves shopping. Speaking of which, she's here now." I looked out the window. Wow. A short small black haired girl was getting out of a Porsche. And not just any Porsche. A yellow Porsche 911 Turbo! Dang! She must be rich. She walked up to the door and knocked. Jasper ran to unlock the door.
"Hey, you." Alice got on her tip toes to kiss Jasper who, in turn, leaned down.
"So," Emmett looked at me, "Looks like it's time to go."
"Ok, do you want your hoodie back?"
"Nah. You need it more than I do." He winked at me. I smiled back.
"Let's go!" Jasper called, finally breaking away from Alice.
"Come on." Emmett linked his arm with mine and led me out the door. Alice and Jasper went to the Porsche while Emmett took me to his Jeep.
"So," He said once we were both in, "I'm going to guess that you heard quite a bit before you showed yourself, right?"
"Yes."
"How much?"
"Um, well, I know all y'all's names. And you think I'm hot." I blurted out without thinking.
"Well," He said putting it into gear, "You are."
"Yeah, I know."
"Sound vain much, do we?"
"No, just me."
"Yeah. Cause I'm never vain. Not even about how strong I am."
"And hot. Don't forget that." Curse me and my whole speaking-without-thinking thing.
"No, I never will now." He gave me a cute little smirk. Gah, he was adorable!
"Great. Now you're making fun of me."
"No, I'm not. Wait, I lied. Yeah, I really am making fun of you."
"Gah! Not cool!"
"But you're too pretty to care, right?" "What makes you think that?"
"Don't all gorgeous snobs think everybody else is beneath them and that they shouldn't care what they think?"
"What makes you think I'm a snob?"
"Well, first of all, you're just about drop dead gorgeous. Second, you have tons of guys lusting after you,"
"Would you happen to be one of them?" I cut him off.
"Not the point." He totally was. "Third, you had a guy going down your shirt. If that's not a snob, I'd say slut."
"How dare you."
"What? It's true!"
"Well, I guess it is."
"Um, sorry?"
"Not forgiven."
"Didn't think so."
"Good."
"Fine." He turned on the highway. "So… Alice and Jasper needed to go out of town, so it's just me and you until tomorrow."
"Ok. That's fine." Not fine, not fine! Me + him + alone + until tomorrow = chances for something to go wrong.
The next fifteen minutes passed in silence. Then we pulled up to an apartment building. It looked nice enough. Emmett led me inside.
"It only has two bedrooms, so you and Alice can share. That is, if we can convince Alice to move out of Jasper's room. If not, you're stuck with me."
"Sharing with you would be fine." Shoot! I did the whole speaking-without-thinking thing again! I really need to stop doing that.
He laughed. "Your wish, my command. My room's this way." The front door led you to the living room, which led to the kitchen and bedrooms on opposite sides. Emmett's was on the right.
His room had a huge bed in one corner and a desk under the window. It also had the biggest closet I'd ever seen. I swear, it took up half the room's space. And it was filled with clothes.
"You like clothes?"
"Nope. But Alice won't let me wear the same thing twice. And she pays for it, so what the hell." He smiled.
"True." I took off Emmett's hoodie. And not because I was feeling kinky. Nope, it was just hot in the closet. "Um, do you have a shirt I could borrow? This one's a little tight."
"Uh, yeah. I noticed."
"So you admit you were staring at me?"
"Absolutely."
"And you're not ashamed?"
"And you're not ugly. Trust me, not ashamed at all."
"I believe you. Now stop looking at me and find me a shirt."
"Yes ma'am!" He walked to the far end of the closet and returned with a Florida Gator's jersey. "This should work."
"Thanks." I grabbed it, turned my back to him and took off the tank. I got the jersey on just in time.
"One more second of you without a shirt and I would've lost it." Emmett purred in my ear. Him being so close to me made my breathing go ragged. I could so easily turn around a brush my lips against his. And, I wanted to. But before I could, I felt Emmett's hands start on my back, then slowly slide around to meet at my belly button. He latched his fingers together and pulled me against him. I began to go into panic mode. I wanted this, but was I ready? But before anything could happen, Emmett's phone started ringing.
He muttered a curse under his breath before answering it. "Yeah, Emmett." He sounded annoyed at being stopped from doing something to me. He still had one arm around me.
I strained to hear what the other person was saying.
"You sound annoyed."
"Nah, Edward, you think?"
"What for the love of… …doing?" I only got a little bit of that part.
"Me. Hot lady. Closet. Clear things up for you, Ed?"
"Stop calling me Ed! And, I guess. Sounds like something me and Bella did once. Ah, that was the best ever."
"Whoa! I don't want to hear about what you and Bella did in a closet! Now why did you call?"
"Ah! Oh, yes. That. Me and you have been assigned to cover the game tonight. And we have to have our report in before midnight. So, I'll see you at seven?"
"Oh. Drats. Yeah. Hey, look, is it ok if I bring a date?" He looked at me when he said date.
"Sure. Got to go now. Bye."
"Yeah, whatever." Emmett snapped the phone shut. I turned around in his arm. But, alas, doing so made my lips brush his. What are. The flippin'. Odds?
I never would have expected his reaction.
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