Four Years Later
Chicago, Illinois
Emmett sniffed the shirt he had picked up from the floor before pulling it over his head.
It was his eighteenth birthday and Jasper was flying out to help him and his family move back to Forks. He glanced at the clock on his nightstand. Fuck, he was running late. Hopefully Jasper's plane hadn't landed yet.
When Emmett closed the front door of his house, Elizabeth and Edward came tumbling out of the bushes.
"Nice," Emmett chuckled at his twin cousins. Elizabeth's make up was smeared and he tight mini dress was rumpled. Edward 's shirt collar had lipstick stains on it and he sported a hickey on his neck. He was carrying his sister's heels in one hand and his own on the other.
Elizabeth flipped him off before stumbling over to the back door of her house, leaving it open for her brother.
"She had a rough night," Edward shrugged and headed inside.
On his way to the airport, Emmett thought of the past four years.
At first, it was hard getting used to the kids in his school. All of them had money to back them up. There were few kids that didn't. And those stuck together. Emmett followed because he didn't have a penny to his name. Elizabeth had wanted him by her and her brother. She looked down at those boys, those 'gang bangers', -and she didn't want her cousin to have anything to do with them. Edward was more understanding. He knew Emmett didn't really have anything in common with the preppy jocks and the high end drug dealers but he didn't want Emmett to be outcasted.
Besides the kids at school, Emmett missed his friends back home. Jasper especially. He was like the brother he never had. He understood him and set him straight when he needed it. After Emmett had told him about Rogerson, he didn't ask questions. He didn't give him a pity stare. He didn't even mention the subject.
"Wanna order some Chinese food? I have money." Jasper said, standing up and walking to the kitchen. "I'm starving over here!"
Emmett had chuckled and followed his best friend to his kitchen. "Seven Stars or Chopsticks?" He asked as he dug through the drawer that Vivica put all the take out menus.
Jasper shrugged. "Your house, your pick." He grabbed two cups from the cupboard and filled them up with Coca Cola he got from the fridge.
Emmett paused to look at him, eyebrow raised.
"Although," Jasper grinned. "Seven Stars have the best egg rolls."
They spent the rest of the day eating the massive amount of Chinese take out they had ordered as they flipped through the channels and played video games. When Jasper was putting on his jacket to leave, Emmett thanked him.
Jasper stopped wrapping his scarf around his neck and looked at Emmett.
"Don't mention it." Again, he have Emmett a happy smile. "See ya tomorrow!" He called over his shoulder as he walked down the street toward his house.
It was hard not having his best friend in the same time zone as him.
Emmett's phone vibrated in his pocket as he pulled into a parking space at the airport.
Asshole. Ur late -J
He smiled and got out of his car.
Emmett smirked at the women who checked him out as he walked by and winked at a leggy blonde. The girl blew him a kiss. He chuckled and ignored the rest of the women who paid any attention to him.
Jasper was slumped on a chair with his legs spread out before him. He held his duffel bag on his lap that bounced as he moved his leg up and down with impatience.
"Come on you wanker. Lets go." Emmett flicked the back of Jasper's neck.
Jasper whirled around, smiling. "Emmett, my man!" He slapped Emmett on the shoulder. Hard. "I missed you fat ass."
Em scoffed. "It's pure muscle."
They made their way back to Emmett's Jeep teasing each other.
"I can't believe you get laid in this piece of shit." Jasper made a face and settled in the passenger seat. He started fiddling with the radio as Emmett climbed into the driver's side.
"They don't mind." He smirked.
Jasper didn't say anything until they hit the parkway. He fidgeted in his seat and he asked, "How's Elizabeth?"
Emmett howled with laughter. It was completely obvious to everyone that Jasper had a very big thing for the lovely Elizabeth Genevieve Cullen. Emmett knew she was beautiful with her long wavy coppery colored hair and her piercing blue eyes against her pale complexion but he didn't see how her personality attracted Jasper. She was uptight and snarky. Sure she could be sweet and charming when she wanted to but that was on rare occasions. The last time she was nice to Emmett had been six months ago when she begged him to take her to take her to a club downtown. Emmett could get in without getting carded because of his tall, intimidating stature but Elizabeth couldn't. Every time she went, the hot lady at the door ignored her and let everyone but her pass. Emmett never told her it was because she was jealous that Elizabeth got checked out more than she did. He didn't want to boost his cousin's already huge ego.
"She's as bitchy as ever." Emmett answered with a happy smile. He enjoyed annoying her. It was fun.
"She's not like that." Jasper muttered, looking out the window so Emmett couldn't see his frustrated face. Elizabeth was sweet and caring. She had just been through a lot.
Emmett shook his head. "How's Maria?" He didn't like that Jasper was hung up on his cousin when he had a great girl back home. Sure she was a bit bitchy, but what girl wasn't?
Jasper blushed. He had forgotten about her. Some boyfriend he was. "She's good, I guess."
Emmett rose an eyebrow but didn't say anything more about it.
Vivica and Mac were cuddled up on porch swing, giggling and murmuring to each other as they sipped their coffee when Jasper and Emmett got back.
The couple had met at the park two years ago. Vivica had forced Emmett out of bed to go jogging with her. She knew he had snuck out to go to a party and was most likely hung over but this was his punishment for trying to fool her. Emmett gasped and grunted the whole two miles with his energetic and chatty mother at his side. She laughed at him whenever he tried to answer her questions. Meanwhile, Mac and his daughter, Coby, were also running. Coby had cornered him into going running with her the night before. He thought she had been joking, obviously not.
As they were running, Coby tripped and gashed her knee against a pointy rock and Mac, not being able to stand the sight of blood, freaked out when he saw the blood dripping down her leg. He scooped her up and ran down the trail frantically looking for someone to help him all the while trying not to drop her because he fainted.
He found Vivica scolding Emmett as he laid on the bench, panting. She stopped when she saw Mac and Coby. "Emmett, move the fuck off." She didn't wait for his reply and simply pushed him off. After she had cleaned up Coby's knee with the First-Aid Kit she had made Emmett carry, Vivica got a good look at Mac. She was a goner. And so was he. Mac invited them for a late lunch as a thank you for saving his daughter's life. Emmett and Coby laughed the whole way to the cafe at their parent's lame and obvious flirting. Mac was completely smitten with Vivica and they started dating after weeks of constant flirty text messages and calls. They married six months after meeting and have been in complete bliss since.
"Hey Viv! Mac!" Jasper called as he got out of the car. Vivica stood, handing her husband her mug.
"Jazzy, baby!" She smiled at him.
They hugged while him and Mac shook hands.
"Nice seeing ya again, boy." Mac chuckled.
"You too." Jasper grinned. He liked Mac. He was just like Emmett. Goofy. Many people thought that Mac was Emmett's father. They were both tall, broad, and intimidating but underneath, big kind weirdos. The difference between them was that Mac was blond and had light brown eyes.
"Go and get settled in. Emmett, put some sheets on the air bed, please." Vivica settled back by Mac's side with a happy sigh.
"She seems really happy." Jasper commented. He climbed the stairs two at a time following Emmett's lead down the hall and to the last room on the right.
"Yeah, she is."
Since their arrival to Chicago, Vivica had improved greatly. She smiled more than ever now. Partly because of Mac but mostly because she and her son were away from Rogerson. They had gotten a divorce a year after they left. Rogerson moved away to Kansas with his brothers. Three months later, he died of a drug overdose. Emmett had flown over there for his funeral with Edward and Jasper. Vivica didn't want to go. She didn't want to see the father of her son in that way.
He hadn't always been abusive. At the age of six, he fought off all the mean boys that made fun of Vivica for not having a mommy. Their friendship grew as they did. They spent every moment together. And when they were sixteen, he admitted his love for his best friend. Vivica had been ecstatic. A year later, when she got pregnant, their relationship became rocky. Emmett's birth settled them down again. Rogerson enjoyed his son. He used to watch Emmett giggle as he ran around the backyard with the biggest grin he had ever seen, Vivica's dimples in plain view. Rogerson lived for the moments where Emmett smiled at him with those big pools of sapphire blue eyes and curly hair that tumbled down his forehead, to say in his sweet voice, "Daddy! Me missed you!" and then proceeded to run into his arms. "I love you," Emmett would whisper sleepily as his eyes closed for the day and Rogerson tucked him in.
When Rogerson lost his job he became depressed. He started drinking. Smoking. Doing drugs. He didn't do it when he was around Emmett. He had the decency to wait until Vivica was home from work to slip out and drown himself in all things bad in the garage.
It was the second month of his unemployment that Rogerson laid a hand on Vivica. He smacked her when she tried to get the bottle of Jack Daniels from him. It was morning and Emmett would be up soon. She didn't want him to see his father, his hero, all drug up.
"Fuck, baby. I'm-I'm sorry." Rogerson murmured and tried to hug her. She didn't want him to touch her so she took Emmett and fled to Seattle with her mother. She didn't tell anyone anything. Not even Esme, her older sister. When she got back later that night, she tucked Emmett into bed and went to her bedroom where Rogerson sat, drunk off his mind and furious. He beat her that night. And after, she cried silently curled up in the corner as he stormed out of the house, leaving her behind.
She had cried herself to sleep for weeks when she heard of his death. Memories of their blissful times together flooded over her as did the tears. Gone were the hands that had held her close to him. Gone were the lips that had kissed her passionately as he made love to her over and over again. Gone were the eyes that had made her forget her name. Gone was the smile that had made her knees weak and the lips that whispered loving, naughty, or caring words in her ear. And the worst of all, gone was the man she had loved with all her heart. As much pain as he caused her, Vivica could never hate him. He had given her the greatest gift ever. Her little boy. Her Emmett.
As Emmett started to grow older, it sometimes pained her to look at him. He was a splitting image of his father. Sure people mistake Mac as Emmett's dad but it was only because they were tall. Rogerson and Emmett shared the same curly chocolate brown hair, goofy smile, striking blue eyes, and booming laugh. Their facial features were identical. Emmett's personality was just like Rogerson before he became depressed and a drunk. He joked and laughed like it was his last day on this Earth.
"Where's Coby?" Jasper asked, dropping on the airbed.
"Right here!" Coby burst through Emmett's bedroom door, sheets in hand. "Vivi asked me to bring these up since you probably wouldn't do it." She told Emmett and smiled.
Coby Blair was a sight for sore eyes. She looked nothing like her father with her pitch black hair and tantalizing chocolate brown eyes. She had a fuck hot figure that Jasper enjoyed seeing every time. Coby had a natural tan that Elizabeth always envied and made it known to everyone, her parents especially. Jasper thought Coby was hot and he made it known. He was usually shy but he felt comfortable with her. it was her bubbly, laid back personality that he mostly liked about her.
"Wearing no pants again, I see." Jasper chuckled, looking her up and down.
She was dressed in skimpy shorts and a long sleeve purple thermal. Her long legs seemed endless and oh so fuckable.
Jasper shifted on the bed, trying to his his growing erection.
She rolled her eyes and threw the sheets at his face. "What would MAria say if she hear you talkin' like that?" She teased.
"She'd want a threesome for sure."
"Ew," Emmett grumbled from his spot on his bed.
Coby laughed and walked out, shaking her perky butt for giggles before disappearing.
"Tease!" Jasper yelled after her and her laughter echoed back into the room.
"I'm starting to see a trend." Emmett said, laughing.
"What do you mean," Jasper twisted around to look at Emmett, confused.
"Mexican girls, bro. Olivia, Alicia, Selena, Carmen, Laura, Jennifer, Maria, and Coby." He counted them off on his fingers.
Jasper had gotten around whenever he was in Chicago. Forks was small so Jasper had already seen all Forks had to offer. But Chicago was huge! He was free to do what his horny self wanted. He won girls over with his charming southern drawl that he refused to let go and his shy demeanor that girls found endearing.
He laughed. "What can I say, I love their fire and exotic beauty. God, it's so hot. Maria is by far the fiestiest. We were getting it on in the back of my car and she took the condom from my hand, got on her fucking knees, ripped the wrapper open with her teeth, and rolled it on. Hottest think I've seen yet."
Emmett boomed with laughter. "Kids stuff."
"Breakfast!" Mac bellowed from down the stairs. It was followed by loud giggles from Vivica.
"Mac!" She squealed before dissolving into more giggles and squeals.
Emmett scrunched up his nose. "Let's wait a couple minutes."
Jasper chuckled but nodded.
They didn't want to catch Mac and Vivica groping each other like teenagers. That shit's scaring.