"Oh My My My"
Part 4
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Take me back to the creek beds we turned up
Two A.M. riding in your truck and all I need is you next to me
We were all supposed to be in Port Angeles, spending a "girls weekend", but we somehow managed to all sneak out, Ally with Jazz, Rose with Edward, finally, and Emmy and myself.
I didn't know where the other two couples were, but as we drove down to the river in Em's huge jeep, my hand in his, lightly humming to the radio, I didn't care, it didn't matter. Because I was with him, I was by his side, the only place I ever wanted to be.
Take me back to the time we had our very first fight
The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight
You stayed outside till the morning light
Oh my my my my
It was a Friday. Fridays had always meant food, football, and celebration. With Em on the football team, it was a family occasion. I always sat with Rose and Ally, right behind our parents.
The game had been great, we had won and I was heading to find Em congratulate him before we went to his house to celebrate.
Just as I reached the parking lot though, Mike conveniently showed up.
Now, Mike was an alright guy, he was friends with Angela, whom, aside from my gang, was my best friend.
He had always been on the flirtatious side with me, seeking me out in the hall, talking to me every chance he got, and I had always tried to be polite, making an excuse to leave as soon as one was presented, but, since I had started dating Em officially, his advances had gotten more bold.
When I wasn't with Em, he somehow sensed it and was immediately by my side. I had tried to set his interests on Jessica, but he was stubborn once he had made a decision. And even Em, Em the huge, tall, burly quarterback, couldn't get him to leave me alone.
So, as I reached the outskirts of the parking lot and somehow found Mike by my side, I stopped walking, turning to him with a forced smile.
"Hi Mike", I attempted enthusiasm.
"Hi Bella", He seemed unfazed by my act.
After a moment of silence, I sighed, "Was there something you wanted Mike, I'm sure Em's waiting on me by now."
"Oh, well, no, I just saw you walking and didn't like the idea of you in the parking lot alone" He mumbled.
"Well, Em's waiting so I'm not alone", I tried stating the obvious without sounding to exasperated.
"Ok, at least let me walk you to his car then, alright?"
I knew he would follow me either was, so I nodded as I began making my way to the jeep which I could now see.
"So, you and McCarthy doin good?", He tried sounding nonchalant.
"Yeah, Mike, he's a really great guy." I smiled just thinking of my Emmy Bear. My Em who had won tonight.
"I know Bella, but a guy can't help but hope, ya know?"
We had almost reached my side of the Jeep, Em sitting in his spot patiently, an indescribable shadow on his face.
I sighed, "I know Mike, but he's so good for me and I truly love him", I tried getting it through to him I would never date him, because I would always be Em's. Forever.
"I know Bella, it's good to see you happy", his smile, finally, held nothing but truth and friendliness.
"Mike, you really are a good friend" I smiled, hugging him, "thanks for walking with me."
A small grin on his face, he replied, "Yeah, friends." His tone sorrowful, but just as quickly changing to one of happiness, "Anytime Bella, see you later", he gave me yet another quick hug before turning and heading to his truck.
I watched him walk off, happy we had finally had a friendly conversation without all his flirting and sneaked touches. With that through, I turned and climbed into the passenger seat.
As soon as I was seated in the jeep, I was threw my arms around Em, congratulating him, "Em! You did great tonight!" My voice full of enthusiasm.
"Yeah, sure, like you were even watching me", he murmured, his tone angry a he started the car and began driving us home.
I was momentarily speechless but soon recovered, "What do you mean Em?"
"Oh, you don't have to play stupid to me Bella", he spat me name, "I saw you and Mike, I was sitting right here you know."
"Yes, and…" I asked exasperated.
"And, And!, you're just going to sit there and act like you don't even know what I'm talking about?" His tone was now scathing, not making any sense.
I laughed humorlessly, "I'm not acting any way Emmett", I tried to stay calm, but he was making it very hard, "plus, we both know I can't act."
"So this is funny?"
"Well, I'd tell you, if I knew what 'this'," I made air quotes, "is."
"Well let's see, first I was wondering what was keeping you, then I get in the car and see you walking out with Mike Newton," he practically spat the name, "then the both of you are smiling and you hug him then he hugs you before leaving."
"Yes Emmett, because he's my friend and he wanted to walk me to the car." By now, we were turning down our road since we lived less than fifteen minutes from the school with Em behind the wheel.
"Well if I know Mike, and I do, the last thing he wants from you is friendship! And you just stood there and encouraged him!"
Now I was angry, he thought I was flirting! Flirting with Mike! "Em, I wasn't encouraging anything, we talked and I thanked him for walking me to the jeep."
"Yeah my jeep, remember me, your boyfriend!" He was ranting.
"Of course, and you should know as well as anyone I don't like Mike!"
"Yeah, well sure didn't look like it to me" He was all but yelling now.
As he parked outside my house, I looked into his furious gaze, my voice louder than I had ever talked to him with, "Well, if you trusted me,if you knew anything about me, you'd know I have a great boyfriend that I have always loved and who has always trusted me and loved me back. He never questioned me about my friends or my behaviors because of that trust and love thing! And for your information, I was telling Mike how you were good for me and that I truly love you, and then he told me he was happy for me and I hugged him, telling him that he was a good friend. " Now yelling, I hoped out of the jeep, tears in my eyes, as I slammed the door and ran into my house before he could think of a reply, let alone stop me.
I knew my parents were over at Ems and they'd know something was wrong as soon as they saw me missing, but I didn't care.
What was his problem? He knew I loved him! And he had absolutely no reason to be jealous of Mike Newton! I mean really. And even if Mike still liked me and acted upon it, Emmett should know I had never, nor would ever, encourage him.
I would never do anything to hurt Em, I thought he knew that.
While my anger continued to escalate, I quickly changed into my pajamas and laid down, burying my head into my pillow, trying to lose all remembrance of tonight.
I lay there, crying until my eyes burned and there were no more tears left to fall. With all my earlier energy gone, spent on the pain I felt consuming my heart, I let sleep overcome me.
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I woke up slowly, trying to blink away the light that was now drifting through my curtains. As coherency began to overtake me, I realized someone was sitting on my bed.
"Bella, honey", my mom cooed.
"Hmmm", I mumbled, not wanting to come to, not when Emmett was mad at me, not when I didn't know what today held for me, for us.
"Bella, you need to get up, now." Her voice held an undercurrent of what I could only identify as urgency.
I quickly shot up, "Mom, what's wrong? What's happening?"
Her motherly smile in place, she told me, "Bella, go outside" then got up and left the room.
I looked at my alarm clock, 6:30.
Why did I need to go outside, in November, at 6:30 on a Saturday morning?
Knowing it was important or else she wouldn't have told me to go, I got up and stumbled my way downstairs.
Quickly I opened the door, the crisp air hitting my face, fully waking me. Stepping onto the porch, I looked over at the rocking chairs and gasped.
There Em sat, softly snoring, teeth chattering, his face paler than I had ever seen.
I looked around frantically, noticing my dad now stood in the doorway.
I locked eyes with him, mine frantic and confused.
He sighed, shacking his head, "We realized you two hadn't made it to his house, so we were going to call, but your mom saw the jeep and when we finally came over here, he was asleep in the chair. I tried forcing him to go to his house, when he refused, I told him to just come inside. Bell, he didn't come inside because he didn't want you even madder at him and he wouldn't leave. I don't know what happened, but that boy loves you Bell, he loves you so much."
Tears were now streaming down my face as I walked over to him. Shaking him, I called his name. "Em!, Emmy, wake up." My voice slightly louder, trying to wake him so I could get him inside.
"Hmm, Belly," he hummed, opening his eyes.
"Em, what are you doing here?" That seemed to fully wake him.
"Belly, you were so mad, I couldn't leave." He grabbed the hand that I had rested on his shoulder, "I couldn't stand seeing you so angry, so sad, because of me. I was being stupid and jealous, and I do trust you Bella, and I know you love me, I'm just hot-headed and rash and I know you would never do anything like that to me. I couldn't leave here Belly, not when you were that mad at me. Not when I made you question everything. I love you Bella and I'm sorry I was so stupid last night and I never want to fight with you again, and…"
I cut him off, throwing my arms around his neck, peppering kissed on his cheek. "Em, it's okay, just never do that to me again", I squeezed my arms around him, emphasizing my words.
"Never", he replied fiercely, voice full of conviction.
And with that conviction, he covered my lips with his, erasing all the hurt we had experienced, and inflicted, last night.
Because, in the end, we would always be us.
Emmy Bear and Belly.
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