Rosalie P.O.V
"I would love to," if I were human I would have surely blushed. We lock eyes for a short moment, golden meeting crimson until he clutches his throat and says, "Why the hell does my throat feel like it's on FIRE? My name's Emmett by the way," There's a short pause when Carlisle says, "You need to hunt." Before anyone else can say anything find myself telling them, "I'll take him," I grab him by the arm and drag him out of the door. I see him give a smile showing his cute little dimples out of the corner of my eye. In a split second we start to run, "OH YEAH BABY!" Emmett shouts at the top of his voice as we fly over the river. After we carry on running for a good few minutes, I stop him. I see a large mountain lion and ask Emmett, "Do you want me to show you how it's done?" He responds with a cheeky grin which I assumes means yes. "Stay here," I tell him as a creep up on the mountain lion, it perks up its ears and looks around. Before it can see me I run up and pounce on it, sinking my teeth into its warm flesh causing it to give a deafening screech. I let the warm luscious blood gush into my mouth and drink it dry, leaving it lifeless of the floor – and my thirst quenched. Emmett stares at me in awe as I walk away with nothing on me, "What the in the name of Jesus?!" He asks me, you can tell he enjoyed watching me flawlessly kill my prey, before he can say anything else I start to run again causing him to follow after me. I spot a large grizzly and point it out to him so he runs up to it – startling it dramatically in the process – and going for it full on. He bites into the animal and gets his shirt torn apart in the process. When he's finished with the now dead animal he struts up to me showing off every inch of his perfect muscular chest. I find my self frozen stiff, rooted to the spot as I stare at him with a probably goofy look on my usually perfect face. He looks back at me with a giant smirk plastered across his face.
Emmett P.O.V
My Angel Rosalie stares at me, her beautiful face with her golden eyes bulging out. "You like what you see do you?" I ask with a mocking tone in my voice, she responds with a rather cheeky, "I do really," and runs away from me, her long blonde hair flowing out behind her. I grin and follow after her.
We hunt a few more animals and arrive back at the Cullen's a few hours later. We sneak upstairs and she finds me a Tshirt that is miles too small for me, "Rose, this is way too short for me." "I rather like it," She replies with a smirk. And for that reason (and that reason only) I keep it on. We stand in a comfortable silence for a while until she breaks it by saying, "Do you want to watch T.V?" I respond with a rather enthusiastic, "Hell yeah!" We walk down the stairs at a human pace and she leads me to the TV. I plonk myself down on the sofa, Rosalie asks me what I want to watch and I say to put the football on. It's a great game and my team is winning. Night eventually falls, she tells me, "I'm going up to my room for the rest of the night. "Night, babe," I slap my hand over my mouth realising what I have just said. She gives a sheepish grin before flying up the stairs to amuse herself till morning. I sit and think, waiting for my angel to come back down from heaven until the sun rises.
Thanks for whoever's been reading this so far! I will be updating as soon as I can, (which will be tomorrow probably) review and give any suggestions on what you want me to write more on! Caitlin :-D
