"I don't see why you're getting so mad about what she does! It's none of your business," Rosalie snapped at her husband. Emmett let out a frustrated sigh and scrubbed his face with his hands.
"Even if I don't want to admit it, she is my singer, Rose. Sometimes I don't have a choice when it comes to my reactions. I'm not trying to be invested in every little aspect of her life," He growled trying to calm down. They have been fighting all night and it was beginning to take a toll on him. He could only take so much of Rosalie yelling at him, and to make it worse, they had to be at school in an hour. Skipping was sounding pretty good right now, but he knew that if he did, Rosalie would too and the fighting would continue.
"So what?! Just get rid of her and everything will be better!" His golden eyes snapped to her the minute the words left her mouth, and he was shocked and infuriated at the same time.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! Did you just tell me to kill her?" Emmett asked in disbelief. He frowned at his wife and shook his head as he walked away.
"Emmett! Where do you think you're going?! I'm not done talking to you!"
"Yeah? Well I am," He mumbled and left the room. Emmett walked downstairs and saw the concerned looks on his family members' faces. Emmett just shook his head and grabbed the keys to his jeep so he could leave. He didn't want to spend one more minute in their mansion that only seemed to suffocated him.
Rosalie came rushing down the stairs after him, but he was already out the door. Alice reached out and grabbed her sister's arm to stop her. Rose's harsh eyes met Alice's with an icy stare.
"Rose, he needs some room," She said softly. Rosalie glared at the pixie like vampire and wrenched her arm from Alice's dainty fingers. She took a few steps back and looked into all their accusing faces before zeroing in on Alice once again.
"This is all your fault. You should have had us move the first time you had a vision of that bitch," Rose snapped and went to get her own car. She wanted to talk to Emmett and he wasn't going to get away from her that easily. She knew he would try to use the school as a shield from her, but she wasn't going to make it that easy for him.
"What do we do now?" Alice asked the rest of the family once the couple was gone from the house.
"Rose has always been a bit dramatic. She and Emmett will sort things out," Carlisle said confidently and left to get his briefcase so he could leave for the hospital. Alice loved her father figure, but she couldn't help but feel like he was being somewhat obtuse with the whole conflict. He wanted to see the good in everyone and everything, but Alice doubted that the end result would be what Carlisle was hoping for.
When she looked up and caught Edward's eyes, she knew he was thinking the same thing.
Emmett whipped into his parking spot and sat still as stone for a few moments. He just needed a minute to breathe without Rosalie hovering nearby. Releasing a sigh that sounded too close to that of a defeated man, Emmett grabbed his bag and got out of his Jeep. Rosalie put him in a bad mood that would probably last all day, and he felt sorry for whoever tried to approach him when he was like this. He'd almost made it inside the double doors when a voice stopped him.
"Emmett! Hold up!" Edward called, jogging after him. Emmett clenched his jaw not wanting to talk, but he waited for his brother anyway. He was sure Edward heard everything Rose said to him and in turn what they both were thinking during the blow up a few minutes ago.
"Hey, do you want to talk about it?" Edward asked once he caught up with him.
"I'm not in the mood…" Emmett snapped lowly. Edward held his hands up in surrender but continued in a soft tone.
"Emmett, I know how hard it is to being around a singer, but sometimes it's better to give in. Take it from someone who has been in your shoes; I know how you're feeling right now. Not about Rose but about Kaelyn. I love Rosalie, she's our family, but there are times when you need to do what makes you happy. See you later," Edward said, leaving before Emmett could reply.
Did Edward just tell him it was okay to break things off with Rosalie? Emmett was even more confused about what he should be doing. He and Rosalie had been married for so many years, how would he be able to live without her in his life? Before Kaelyn turned up in town, he'd never even tried to picture life without her because just the thought of it was ludicrous to him.
Emmett pushed his thoughts aside and went to his first class. As he walked, he decided to skip lunch. He wasn't ready to face Rosalie just yet, and he needed more time before he saw Kaelyn again.
Kaelyn all but jogged to art that day. Emmett wasn't at lunch, but Rosalie was and Alice told her that he came to school. It was more awkward than usual to have lunch with them. Alice tried to make small talk and put Kaelyn at ease, but Rosalie was staring her down the whole time, and she didn't have a clue what she did wrong.
When Kaelyn walked into the art room, she saw Emmett already sitting down at their shared table. She took her seat next to him and smiled widely, trying to come off friendly and not nosy. Emmett looked at her and found that he couldn't help but smile back at her.
"Hey, where were you at lunch? It was all super awkward," She mumbled. Emmett snorted and held back an eye roll. He could already picture Rosalie glaring at the small blonde and Alice trying to make sure everyone got along. He felt bad that Kaelyn had to endure almost an hour with his wife, but he knew he would have handled it much worse if he'd showed up.
"Sorry, I had to stay in history to get help with one of my papers," He lied smoothly. Kaelyn believed his fib and took out her project that they'd been working on the past few classes.
"Have you decided what to do for your project?" Kaelyn questioned as she began to sketch out more shapes on her piece. Emmett watched her lazily from the corner of his eye, focusing on the way her hand moved effortlessly with each stroke of her pencil. It was mesmerizing.
"No… I'm not an artsy person."
"True, you look more like an athlete than a closet artist with a suffering soul," Kaelyn joked, eyeing him up and down. She wouldn't say it out loud, but on more than one occasion, she'd stopped to appreciate the way his arm muscles flexed under his tight sleeves. Emmett let out a small laugh and nodded to agree.
"I play most sports. And I play them all pretty well."
"Don't be modest or anything," Kaelyn teased and continued to sketch the outline of a warrior. Emmett laughed along with her and felt his mood lightening. Maybe Edward right and he needed to do what was good for him. Rosalie felt like a heavy rain cloud floating overhead, but being near Kaelyn was like taking in a breath of fresh air. He couldn't help but wonder if that was a side effect of her being his singer. Did Edward feel that way around Bella?
"So, what are you drawing?" He asked, looking down at her pad of paper and trying to get his mind to focus on something else other than wanting to run away with the blonde next to him.
"I wanted to create something to memorialize my father and his fellow soldiers that are still overseas. This is just a rough sketch while I figure out exactly what I want to do with it," Kaelyn explained in a soft tone.
"So I take it that you're an artist then?" Emmett asked. Her drawing was much better than anything he was capable of doing. He may be immortal and have a plethora was skills, but art will never be his strong suit.
"I like it, but I'm a musician before an artist. I grew up around music and I want to major in it in college. I would love to be a concert pianist or some kind of music teacher! I haven't really decided which one I like more," She said with a sad smile. Emmett was confused; she seemed happy to talk about college, but he facial expression said otherwise. But she smiled again before he could ask her about it and moved to focus on him.
"What do you want to do in college?" She asked.
"Probably football, but I want to major in business so I can start my own sports store or something like that," Emmett said with a shrug of his shoulders. He never thought about going to college because he always moved away after senior year and restarted his high school life. It was a never ending cycle, and he was never able to go further in life.
"Well, we're young and we have plenty of time to figure things out," She smiled softly. There was some kind of hidden meaning behind those words, but Emmett didn't try to decipher them at the moment. He was too caught up in the warm glow of her smile and how her blue eyes twinkled at him in amusement. He could tell that she thought he was funny for answering with football, but that was all he could think of.
Seeing that he was zoning out, Kaelyn moved to comfort him. Placing a warm hand on his cold one, she waited for their eyes to meet before speaking.
"You have a lot of potential, Emmett. Whatever you decide to do and put you mind to, you will succeed in. Be it football or starting your own business, I know you will accomplish great things." Emmett stared at her as she spoke and knew it right then. She had him. There was no way he was going to be able to ignore her and go back to his old life. She could do whatever she wanted with him, and he would have little power to stop her. It scared him how much control she had over him, and she didn't even know it.
A/N: Let me know what you guys think. I'm still struggling with how I want to rewrite this. I'm honestly thinking of changing some of the story line because I realized that a lot of the older chapters I have done for the original are just a bunch of fillers. So it may take me a little longer to crank out new chapters as I try to revamp this as well as I possibly can.