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Hour Two
Rosalie
Jeez. Why did Bella have to live in such a weird part of town? It took me almost 15 minutes to drive out there. It didn't help, I suppose, that trees had fallen over in some of the roads so I had to drive around, while reporting them.
Things were dark and quiet at her apartment building, and I used my key to get inside. I stopped when I noticed someone else, mashing the elevator buttons.
"Excuse me," I called, walking a little faster towards him. "The power's out, if you haven't noticed. The elevator is stuck, my friend is inside."
The man turned and smiled at me sheepishly. "I know, my friend is inside too. I was hoping I'd get lucky." Alright. So, Bella's Edward is pretty good looking, I'll admit, but this guy was so much better to look at. He had a mop of brown curls on his head and bright blue eyes. He was built, too. It was quite impressive.
"I'm thinking we should go wake up Mrs. Foley. She is the management here, and all." He nodded and followed me down the hallway, then knocked on the old lady's door.
It took a good few bangs, but eventually she came. We heard her muted footsteps stomping towards the door and then it was flung open, revealing the elderly woman with rollers in her hair and an old nightgown. "Listen, you kids aren't the only one's without any power, half the city is gone- so go upstairs and do what you do in the dark, and come morning, everything will be back to normal." I actually blushed at what she had implied and glanced at my new friend who was smirking happily.
"Actually Mrs Foley, we're here because the elevator is stuck between the fourth and fifth floors. Both our friends are left inside." She froze, eyes darting between the two of us before she sighed. "Shit."
"Frank!" she yelled, turning to go back inside.
"My name's Emmett," he said as we sat in Mrs. Foley's living room, spping on some sort of juice we couldn't pick out in the dark. Mr. Foley was on the phone with the ower plant, trying to figure out exactly how he was going to get Bella and Edward out.
"I'm Rosalie," I told him, drawing my feet up to me on the couch.
"Pleasure meeting you under such strange circumstances," he said with a goofy grin that was barely illuminated in the candlelight provided by Mrs. Foley. I grinned and held out my hand to shake his.
"Well my dears," Mrs. Foley said gently as she sat herself down in between the two of us. "I'm sorry that you had to come all the way out here. Frank is going to get someone over to get them out, so if you'd like you can head back home. We'll tell your friends to call you."
As politely as I could I shook my head no and smiled at her. "I think I'll just head up to Bella's for a while. The roads are too bad to get anywhere else."
"I'll probably head up to Edward's, too," Emmett said, smiling adorably with dimples in his cheeks. He stood up and offered me a hand, leading me towards the door. In the kitchen we dropped off our glasses and left our cell numbers on the fridge.
"Have a good night, dears," Mrs. Foley said. Now that she was awake, she didn't seem very much like a grumpy old bag.
When we got to the staircase Emmett was chuckling to himself softly. "What's so funny?" I asked. He just shrugged and opened the door to the stairwell. I pushed past him quickly.
"Race you!" I yelled and began skipping half the stairs. I was at the second floor before he caught up with me. We were both laughing loudy as we stumbled and bumped our way up to sixth, and by the time we'd burst through the door, we were panting heavily, leaning against a wall, still laughing. The door to 602 opened up, and the obnoxious Mike Newton poked his head out, glaring at us.
"Do you mind?" he snapped. "Some of us hav eto get up at four in the morning to catch a plane." I grinned as I walked past him, Emmett close behind me.
"You better hurry," Emmett told him, flashing the time on his cell phone. Mike yelped, rushing back inside. God, if i laughed anmore I'd be cackling like a witch. Poor guy probably didn't know his alarm went off because of the power.
I slipped my key into Bella's door and began to kick off my shoes. It was dark and quiet- I'd almost expected Bella to be here.
"I guess I'll go to Edward's, now," Emmett said, staning in the doorway and looking rather lonely.
"You can stay here, if you'd like," I found myself saying. "Bella won't mind, I mean- what's the point of us splitting up if we're here for the same reason and we have nothing to do?" Emmett grinned and stepped inside, shrugging out of his jacket. I shut and locked the door behind him, smiling to myself.
"I don't suppose Bella would mind if we ate her perishable food items, would she?" This guy knew how to think! My stomach growled it's response.
"Not at all," I said, jerking open the dak fridge door. "You find us something and I'll go find the candles." Emmett nodded and began pulling out various thinds, flicking through the cupboards to find glasses and plates.
I managed to find a handful of candles in a sidetable in the living room, and even more when I poked through Bella's closet. I used my phone as a flashlight while finding matches, and then placed the candles all over the living room, hurrying to light them all. Emmett came in with a huge smile on his face, and a gigantic platter of food.
"I'll buy her groceries," he said, placing it down on the coffee table before going back for drinks. In the hallway closet I pulled out blankets and pillows and boardgames, feeling much too anxious to try to sleep again.
"How are you feeling about Guess Who? Or... cards, really, since that's the only thing you can play with two people..." Emmett laughed and pulled the deck from my hand. Basically, the next I don't know how long involved us playing Bullshit, Indian, Edyptian Rat Screw, Crazy 8's, and Queens, all while we talked and got to know each other better.
Emmett was absolutely amazing. Aside from good looks and gigantic muscles, he was so smart! He knew almost as much about cars as I did, and he was really funny. I'd decided that there was no way I was letting him go, and if he didn't ask me out before Bella and Edward were saved, I was asking him out in the morning.
I yawned heavily as I flicked over a text message Alice left, letting me know she was on her way. When I replied I yawned again, and saw Emmett was doing the same, only he was stupidly aiming the remote at the television, mashing the buttons with a frown.
"God, I'm so tired," I said, rubbing my eyes. My entire body felt thick with sleep. "I think I'm going to close my eyes for a bit."
"Okay," Emmett said. "Me too. Blow out the candles, though, so that we don't kill anyone." I did as he asked, plunging us into darkness. With the city being completely black, the only light came fromt he moon, and that was muted behind the clouds. In any case- I couldn't see at all.
"Emmett?" I called, my hand searching blindly for him. I felt his hand snake around my waist and he pulled me to his chest, leaning back so that we were lying down. We didn't need anymore words, so I pulled the blankets over us and drifted off to sleep.
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