Horizon
Emmett's Point Of View
"What has she done now?" Carlisle asks as he and Esme pass us. I chuckle and put my arm around a blushing Rosalie.
"It's my fault." Rose whispers. Esme and Carlisle look at her in surprise as she tries to avoid their surprised looks by looking at the floor. "Lauren and Jessica were being bitchy and Bella defended me but ended up pinning Lauren to a wall and looking like she's going to kill her" She says in on breath. She takes a deep breath to refill her lungs whilst Edward chuckles and mumbles "That's my girl" I roll my eyes at him.
Carlisle sighs. "Well you better go to your lessons." He says to us. We all nod and I take my Rose to our next lesson which was Biology. Throughout the lesson I kept rubbing her hand knowing she was worried about Bella being in trouble. Really she needs to lighten up.
"Calm down Rose it's not the first time Bella's been in trouble before" I whisper to her chuckling as I remember some of Bella's incidents at school. And out of school.
Rosalie looks up at me with surprise on her beautiful face. "She's been in trouble before." I nod at her and laugh at her for being surprised.
"Rose she's over 90 years old. She's gotta get her fun somewhere." I say to her. She looks deep in concentration before she looks up at me with her beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
"Have you ever been in trouble?" She asks. I burst out laughing and nod whilst she looks at me surprised.
"It's usually me or Bells who gets in trouble. Edward the most though. You know what he's like." I say rolling my eyes at some of my brother's pranks. She giggles and nods. She's only seen some of the things we've done.
At the end of the day Bella didn't even come out. I look at Edward surprised and he just shrugs and pulls out Bella's car keys. Wow. She must be in trouble if Edward's allowed to drive her car. "Don't crash it, I can't be dealing with an angry Bella at the minute." I say chuckling. He snorts and gets in her BMW and speeds off without even saying anything else.
"You coming to mine tonight love?" I ask the beautiful girl I'm holding. She nods and I lead her to my Volvo where Alice and Jasper are already. I nod to them and speed off towards our house. I park in the garage and try to ignore Edward and Bella's moans from upstairs. DO THEY EVER STOP!
I hear Edward chuckle upstairs and a hiss from Bella. Awww... Not gettin' any now are yah Eddie? I ask him through my mind when I see a fully dressed Bells come downstairs in yet another outfit. She was wearing a denim skirt with a grey and white striped jumper that had orange on the edges. Wow. I'm turning into Alice and Bella with all the clothes.
I lead Rose into the living room where everyone – except Carlisle who went back to work – was watching the television. Bella comes and sits down whilst Edward stays upstairs probably sulking 'cause he aint getting' any. A hiss echoes down the stairs and Edward walks down fully clothed again.
"I've had more sex than you have Emmett so I'd be quiet." He says glaring at me and pulling Bella into his lap. If I could blush I would have. Thanks Edward just tell my girlfriend about my sex life.
"What sex life Emmett?" Edward asks pretending to be innocent. Bella hides her face in his chest whilst shaking in laughter. Alice was already in giggles whilst Jasper laughs and Rosalie blushes. Edward takes one look at Rose's face and falls into a fit of laughter.
I pick Rose up and run her to our meadow to get away from my sex obsessed siblings.
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Rose's head was lying on my muscular chest as I ran my hand through her soft mahogany hair. She puts her warm hand on my chest and I nearly shivered from how good it felt.
When it was too late I picked her up and ran her home, promising I would return tonight when her mother and Father were asleep. She nodded and kissed me tenderly on the lips. I smiled and kissed her delicate forehead.
"Goodnight Love." I say to her and run off into the forest. When I see the house in view I run straight into the living room where everyone was. Edward and Carlisle were playing chess. Esme was sketching. Jasper was reading a book about the civil war. Alice was watching the television and Bella was reading one of her magazines. I walk up to her and stand in front of her.
"Can I help you Emmett?" She asks not looking away from her magazine. I roll my eyes and carry on looking at her until she sighs and puts it down and looks at me expectantly. Everyone was watching us now as she stands up in front of me putting her hands on her hips.
"Well?" She asks with her usual stuck up attitude. I clench my fists and resist the urge to tackle her to the floor. Edward stands up and automatically gravitates towards Bella as that thought runs through my mind.
"Emmett..." Edward warns wanting to protect his mate. Bella shakes her head smirking.
"No Edward I want to know what he's got to say." She says not taking her eyes off of me to look at her husband. He sighs and stays in place behind her to pull her back if needed. Vampires were very protective of their mates.
"Why did you defend Rose?" I ask. It was probably another way to make her feel uncomfortable or even more self conscious. Rose might not have told me but I know that she feels self conscious of herself when Bella walks into the room. But Rose didn't see that she was the sweetest, most beautiful girl ever. She was 1000 times more beautiful than Bella. She ignores me and looks at the television. I smile knowing she didn't want to say her reason.
"What is it Bella? Are you actually starting to like her?" I say in a taunting voice. She hisses at me and bares her teeth, looking at me with coal black eyes. I smile. She growls.
"What is it then? Why did you help her if you hate her?" I say.
"Everyone else in this house considers her family. If she is she needs to start acting like it." She says looking at me with her teeth still bared. I look at her shocked.
"So you're not trying to make her uncomfortable or self conscious?" I ask surprised. She smiles showing all of her teeth and shakes her head.
"I do that already. It's not my fault if the human isn't proud of herself like I am." She says and walks to the stairs with Edward – of course – following her.
I look up after her and sigh. Why can't she just get over this petty grudge she has on my Rose. I turn around ready to go hunt when Alice gasps and freezes. Vision.
Rosalie's Point Of View
My Gran was going mental that I hadn't emailed her in a while so I figured I could do that to pass the time.
I didn't realize that Emmett was standing silently behind me again until after I'd turned off the computer and shoved away from the desk. I was about to scold him for reading over my shoulder when I realized that he wasn't paying any attention to me. He was examining a flat black box with wires curling crookedly away from the main square in a way that didn't look healthy for whatever it was. After a second, I recognized the car stereo Edward had given me for my last birthday. I'd forgotten about the birthday presents hiding under a growing pile of dust on the floor of my closet.
"What did you do to this?" he asked in a horror struck voice.
"It didn't want to come out of the dashboard."
"So you felt the need to torture it?"
"You know how I am with tools. No pain was inflicted intentionally."
He shook his head, his face a mask of faux tragedy. "You killed it."
I shrugged. "Oh, well."
"It would hurt his feelings if he saw this," he said. "I guess it's a good thing that you've been on house arrest. I'll have to get another one in place before they notice."
"Thanks, but I don't need a fancy stereo."
"It's not for your sake that I'm going to replace it."
I sighed.
"You didn't get much good out of your birthday presents last year," he said in a disgruntled voice. Suddenly, he was fanning himself with a stiff rectangle of paper.
I didn't answer, for fear my voice would shake. My disastrous eighteenth birthday — with all its
far-reaching consequences — wasn't something I cared to remember, and I was surprised that he would bring it up. He was even more sensitive about it than I was.
"Do you realize these are about to expire?" he asked, holding the paper out to me. It was another
present — the voucher for airplane tickets that Esme and Carlisle had given me so that I could visit
Gran in Florida.
I took a deep breath and answered in a flat voice. "No. I'd forgotten all about them, actually."
His expression was carefully bright and positive; there was no trace of any deep emotion as he
continued.
"Well, we still have a little time. You've been liberated . . . and we have no plans this weekend, as you refuse to go to the prom with me." He grinned. "Why not celebrate your freedom this
way?"
I gasped. "By going to Florida?"
I glared at him, suspicious, trying to understand where this had come from.
"Well?" he demanded. "Are we going to see your Gran or not?"
"Charlie will never allow it."
I thought it over for a short minute before deciding that it wasn't worth the fight. Charlie would be furious — not that I was going to see Gran, but that Emmett was going with me. Charlie wouldn't speak to me for months, and I'd probably end up grounded again. It was definitely smarter not to even bring it up.
Maybe in a few weeks, as a graduation favour or something.
But the idea of seeing my Grandmother now , not weeks from now, was hard to resist. It had been so long since I'd seen Gran. And even longer since I'd seen her under pleasant circumstances. The last time I'd been with her in Phoenix, I'd spent the whole time in a hospital bed. The last time she'd come here, I'd been more or less catatonic. Not exactly the best memories to leave her with.
And maybe, if she saw how happy I was with Emmett, she would tell my Mom and Dad to ease up.
Emmett scrutinized my face while I deliberated.
I sighed. "Not this weekend."
"Why not?"
"I don't want to fight with my parents. Not so soon after they've forgiven me."
His eyebrows pulled together. "I think this weekend is perfect," he muttered.
I shook my head. "Another time."
"You aren't the only one who's been trapped in this house, you know." He frowned at me.
Suspicion returned. This kind of behaviour was unlike him. He was always so impossibly selfless; I knew it was making me spoiled.
"You can go anywhere you want," I pointed out.
"The outside world holds no interest for me without you."
I rolled my eyes at the hyperbole.
"I'm serious," he said.
"Let's take the outside world slowly, all right? For example, we could start with a movie in Port
Angeles. . . ."
He groaned. "Never mind. We'll talk about it later."
"There's nothing left to talk about."
He shrugged. I was curious to know why he was so suddenly excited to visit my Gran in sunny Florida. This can't be good whatever it is.
