Everyone was looking at Emmett now, yet he was still looking at me.
Just the thought of him leaving here made my dead heart ache. I could barely stand to be away from him for more than a day, there was no way I would be able to handle him leaving for Harvard.
Of all the times we had spoken about our hopes and dreams he had never once mentioned going away to university. But what if that was simply because he thought it would never come true? He had told me that growing up he didn't have many opportunities, who was I to deny him one this great?
'If you want to go Emmett…'I trailed of unable to finish the sentence due to the pain in my heart. His eyes shone with hurt after I said that causing my pain to double.
Esme stood up abruptly, 'I just remembered I have yet to find a place to hang my artwork. Carlisle, Edward would you mind giving me a hand upstairs please?'
Edward gave Emmett one last questioning look then went upstairs. 'Esme what are you talking about, you already hung all the pictures.' Carlisle said still seated.
Esme smiled at us 'There's just one last photograph' she pulled Carlisle up by his elbow joint 'Of a particularly dense husband'.
After Esme had led Carlisle from the room I turned back to face Emmett.
'Do you really regret saving me that much?' Emmett asked, his hands were clasped together firmly in between his knees. 'You don't want me around anymore so you'd rather I left?' his usually loud and boisterous voice was soft and subdued.
I rose from my seat and knelt down in front of him taking his clasped hands in between my own. From my touch the electricity that burned between us was ignited once again.
'I don't regret saving you Emmett. I should. But I don't' I said thinking about how selfish I was for giving him a life that I despised.
'Before I met you I was the most selfish person existent. I only ever thought of myself, but I don't want to be that person any more. And so I won't let you throw away this opportunity just for me.'
Emmett gently released his hands from my grasp, the air that filled my hands was cold to me and I longed for his touch.
Emmett closed his eyes as though he was in pain, 'Please don't do that' he said.
I was an expert at masking my feelings, but even I couldn't mask the pain that came from his words from being displayed on my face.
I stayed where I was in shock for several seconds until Emmett opened his eyes.
Seeing the hurt in mine he rushed to explain himself, 'No, I didn't mean don't touch me. I love it when you touch me!' I raised an eyebrow and upon hearing his own words he panicked, 'I mean in a strictly friend sort of way!' I felt crushed, I had begun to see Emmett as more than just a friend and I was almost sure he felt the same way, had I been completely stupid?
Wanting to leave the room I stood up and stepped back but stopped when Emmett stood and yelled 'That's what I meant!'
I was utterly confused and upset now, Emmett ran a hand through his dark curls 'I'm Sorry, let me explain.' When I didn't continue to move upstairs he proceeded 'I meant that I didn't want you to kneel on the floor in front of me, that isn't right.'
I smiled without humour 'Funny, I was taught by my birth mother to kneel in front of a man. She said subservience was key.'
Emmett tensed, I had already told him all about the way in which I had been brought up and he had disliked all that my parents had said.
He slowly moved closer to me until I had to tilt my head back to look at him.
'Don't think about them' he said softly.
It's weird how when someone says not to think about something you generally think about it. And I hated thinking about my human life, I had thought about it less and less since Emmett had joined us but sometimes memories would surface.
'It still hurts' I whispered resting my head against his warm chest and circling my hands around his waist.
Emmett leant his cheek on top of my head and rubbed soothing patterns on my back. 'There's a purpose to pain Rose, it's to let us know we are still alive.'
'Don't go' I murmured into his chest.
'Like I would leave you to spend time with a bunch of pretentious students' Emmett replied.
I smiled into his chest and I knew he could tell I was smiling without looking as he could feel my lips stretch across his shirt.
After a few more moments I pulled away to look up at him. His dimples were on full view as he said 'I'm not going anywhere Angel.'
The smile on my lips got even bigger at his affirmation and the use of his special name for me.
Keeping one hand on my back he brought the other one up to caress my cheek. 'Just one condition though' he smiled.
'Anything' I said breathlessly.
'Kiss me' he answered.
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