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The Sense of Insecurity

Chapter 2:

RPOV

I was sitting there waiting. Truthfully I didn't know what I was waiting for. I shouldn't even be here. Just because I saw something in him doesn't mean he saw anything in me, and really, once he got to know me I would have to tell him what happened with Royce; and he would leave me.

I looked over to the bed where Emmett lay; he looked so much like a child in a man's body. Oh boy was it a man's body. He had muscles everywhere… and it was dead sexy. I hadn't ever been too much into heavy body builders but there was just something about him.

I watched as he started to move, signaling that the sedatives were wearing off.

I'm just gonna say hope you get better and then leave, I told myself. I touched his arm in hopes to wake him up further, but that only resulted in a groan coming from between his lips.

"Sorry! I'm so sorry!" I gasped as I retreated to my chair. But I couldn't because he grabbed my wrist and pulled me even closer than before. I felt a jolt of electricity, like a shock where he touched me; but I couldn't be sure if he felt it too.

"Why are you sorry? You saved my life." His voice was even sexier than I could have imagined. It was beautiful and guttural. Obviously with that gorgeous face and body that he had goin' on there he had to have the perfect voice to go along with it, and I supposed that when he was more awake or in better health than this it could be quite loud.

"I didn't mean to scare you or anything. I'm Rosalie by the way, and you must be Emmett," I said quickly because I was getting kind of nervous now… What if he didn't like me? What if he thought I was a creep for even staying? Oh no! I am a creep aren't I? Normal people wouldn't just sit there and watch someone while they slept, maybe for their loved one, but not someone they had just met. Okay just say—

His booming voice interrupted my internal fretting. "Yes that's my name but you can call me whatever you want babe." Then he winked. My eyes widened. Did that just happen? I need to pinch myself. Ouch. Okay so I'm not making this shit up… Does that mean he thinks of me in that way then? He sighed, like he was getting impatient, and then flinched from the pain. Just say it you idiot!

But my body had other ideas. I pressed my lips to his carefully, not wanting to hurt him in his fragile state. The increase in his heart rate was audible from the machines he was hooked up to, even more so when I got up onto the bed with him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

His response was immediate. He pulled me to him with more force than I would have thought he had right now—what with all the operations and shit–and kissed me back hard and that hurt a little bit. It wasn't like with Royce, I liked this pain. It felt good. God… I'm so messed up.

The kiss continued until his heartbeat got up to a dangerously high rate for his health and nurses walked in catching us in the act. Talk about embarrassing much?

I hopped up from the bed and straightened my clothes and hair as the nurse just continued to stand there and stare at me like a fucking idiot. Was it such a crime to kiss someone? Like, fuck!

"I'm going to be back in a few okay? Do you want something from the caf?" I said as I turned around to look at Emmett and saw a bewildered expression on his face. Not. Good.

"No. Just hurry back. I need to talk to you," he muttered and I turned and walked out the door, shaking my butt more than necessary.

The moment I rounded the corner I pressed myself back against the wall and slumped to the ground, grabbing my hair. Now I could think about what had just happened.

Okay first, I had just made out with the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life. What did I think of that? It was amazing! He was such a good kisser, and his muscles were so hard and warm…

I shook my head. I shouldn't be thinking like that. I just met the man for God's sake!

Second, I think I'm in love with him. Not that cheesy kind of love that you see on TV where they lock eyes and then they all of a sudden fall passionately in love for no god damn reason at all. I didn't even know if he liked me. I knew he was thankful that I had risked my life against an angry bear to save him. Why was he in the forest at all? Oh my God… was he a hermit?

Okay I needed to know what he was doing. Like… now. So I went back into the room slowly and hesitantly, my eyes on my feet. When I looked up he was watching me with curiosity covering his face, but there was a little sparkle there in his eyes… one I've only seen before in Vera's Jeremy.

I didn't realize how long I was staring until he interrupted me yet again. "Like what you see?" he said then wiggled his eyebrows. I wanted to say 'Oh my God yes! Let me feel your muscles' but instead I just nodded once.

He patted the bed next to him and I went to sit down. I decided to start asking the questions first.

"Why were you out in the forest by yourself?" I asked, straight to the point.

"Hiking. It gets my mind off things…" he looked really sad as he said it.

"Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?"

"No."

"What's wrong? What did you need to get your mind off of?"

"My parents died in a fire about a month ago."

I stuttered.

Oh. My. God! That was so sad. All I could think of was ways to try to comfort him. I knew how hard losing your parents was, from personal experience, and there was really no way to help anyone get over that loss. It was something you had to do on your own.

"My parents died too," I whispered, thinking maybe sharing my own experiences that related would maybe help him open up to me more.

"I'm sorry," he whispered back pulling me down beside him, "that must have been very hard for you." I couldn't believe it! He was comforting me. My parents died 4 years ago and his only a short month ago. It should be the other way around.

"Yes it was, but that was 4 years ago. It must be so hard for you with yours dying so recently…"

"S'okay. Don't worry about it. Can I ask you something?" he said, hesitant.

I smiled at him reassuringly. "Sure. Anything you want."

"What was that kiss before about?" That made my smile drop instantly. I wasn't ready to answer that. I didn't even know what it was. I couldn't tell him that I loved him. He would for sure just throw me away! So all that came out of my mouth was a brilliant,

"Uhm.."

"You don't need to be worried about it. I quite enjoyed it myself to tell you the truth, and I wouldn't mind some more..," he said turning his face till mine and his were just inches apart.

I closed the space and I felt instant relief. Relief from the pressure of trying to make him feel better, relief from trying not to tell him about what happened on the night my parents died and most of all, relief from the worry of him not loving me back.

He so obviously did. He showed it in every touch, every kiss, and I was almost certain he felt it too.

After about 5 minutes of this he pulled back and smirked, "So are you staying here willingly?"

I thought for a minute of what I should say. Was he giving me an invitation to stay with him and leave with him when he gets better?

"Yeah… Well really I don't think I could find it in myself to leave," I looked down ashamed.

He lifted my chin and planted a quick but very sweet kiss on my lips, "Good. So as long as we're here in this shit hole of a hospital why don't you tell me about yourself?" he asked. So I did.

I told him all about my parents, Bella and Alice, and about how I only moved here because the hospital had what I needed to get better from that night I'd rather not speak about before he asked what happened to me. I forgot I never mentioned that something had happened to me that night my parents died too and not wanting to lie... "I had a boyfriend about 4 years ago and I was walking home from my friend's house when he came down the street, offering me a drive. When he pulled over we started making out and he started to get… aggressive, and I didn't like it so I told him to get off and—

I was cut off but the crash of the hospital door and the booming of two male voices. "HEY MAN!" the bronze haired one said and the blonde just laughed. "How are ya feelin?" he wiggled his eyebrows and glanced over at me, beside Emmett on the bed. They were drunk. Really, really drunk.

EPOV

They were gonna pay for this so I gave them a really dirty look and said "Why don't you guys go and stick your heads in the pond outside for 10 minutes then come back and tell me what happens?" Their responses were exactly like I thought they would be. Jasper looked up from playing with the IV bag with a mirrored expression of excitement as Edward. Rose and I couldn't help but laugh a little.

Jasper was the first one to recover. "Okay!" he jumped up and rushed out of the room, knocking over a few nurses on the way and Edward followed. They were truly retarded…

I looked at Rose apologetically, "Sorry what were you saying?"

She was still laughing hysterically. "Wh-what? Oh never mind," she said, catching her breath. I meant to keep pressing for more information on this… boyfriend of hers when the really ugly and mean nurse came in fuming.

"ARE THEY YOURS?!" she was holding my friends by their ears with them dripping water from their hair and laughing so hard they were crying. Rosalie just stared wide eyed at them and I was laughing too, but at her expression.

"I didn't think they would actually do it!" she squeaked.

"Well you haven't met Edward and Jasper." I turned towards them, "Edward, Jasper, this is Rosalie. She saved my life," then I leaned down to kiss her on the forehead.

Jasper snorted then said, "You weren't gonna die, you ass! It was only a bear!" and Edward punched him in the side, which made him shut up.

Rose just looked up at me with beautiful, wondering eyes. Oh my, was she beautiful. Absolutely perfect in every aspect of the word. Perfect nose, perfect lips… Those lips, I just wanted to kiss them. I didn't realize anything was going on in the room until Jasper yelled, "EMMETT! Stop being such a horn dog and get this snooty bitch to let my ear go, it hurts!" That only resulted in her tightening her grip on him.

"Take them out please," I mumbled and smiled, once again lost in Rosalie's gaze.

The moment I heard the door close I pulled her closer against my side and kissed her sweetly and lovingly, showing her that I love her. I was ready to say it but I knew I couldn't; it might change things.

Rose was the first to pull away. "I have to go home for a shower and to get new clothes and stuff… I am probably totally repulsive right now. Could you last a couple hours?"

I nodded. "Of course. Take as much time as you need. But you're not repulsive in the slightest."

She started to get up and I tightened my arm around her waist. "Wait. One for the road," I murmured as I pulled her into yet another kiss and let her go. "Miss you already."

As she left she blew me a kiss. She was so damn cute!

I had just closed my eyes when I heard the door again and opened my eyes to see Edward's head poking in with a ginormous smile on his face.

"Ooo la la. She's a sexy thang," he said as he snorted and Jasper popped his head above Edward's, like a totem pole.

"Yup. Edward is definitely right. A sexy girl for our sexy brotha!"

"Shut up you two. Preferably before I drown you both myself without the need for your drunken stupidity." They just snorted.

"Like you could do that in your condition!" Edward boomed.

Jasper pushed through the door and jumped on my bed like a 6 year old. "Tell me about her! P-p-p-p-plllllllllease?!" he said and pouted.

I rolled my eyes then sighed happily and smiled. "That was Rosalie. She was there when I was attacked by that bear and scared it off. She's absolutely gorgeous huh?"

Edward came jumping on the bed also. "You're in love with her aren't you?! I can see it!"

"Maybe…" I whispered so quietly I could barely even hear it.

Once again Jasper was the first to react. "I HEARD THAT! HA! YOU DO!"

He and Edward got up to prance around like idiots, until the nurse came in. "I SAID OUT!" she screeched and they stopped immediately, and then ran to hide under the bed.

It took the nurse almost 5 minutes to pull them out and they were laughing again.

"Bye lover boy!" Edward called.

"See ya sexy beast!" Jasper.

The nurse came back in and injected something into my IV. "There you go. You should get some sleep." Only moments later I felt the cold liquid surging through my veins and was asleep.

3 HOURS LATER

I was having the best dream about Rosalie. We were at the beach and she was wearing a rather skimpy red bikini. God she was sexy. Nobody else was on the beach with us. Just me and her, kissing. It felt so real, like I was actually kissing her. "Time to wake up sleepy head," she whispered and kissed me again.

I opened my eyes and awoke to the most beautiful sight my eyes had seen; Rosalie laying beside me in all her perfect glory. "It's about time!" she kissed me again.

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