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*Mutters to myself* Should I put the disclaimer? Eh, Fudge it. They know I'm not SM *Looks up and sees you looking at me with raised brows* Sorry!


EDPOV

Edward was furious with Tanya. First, she lied to him about apologizing to them, then second, she over-stepped the line with his sister. Secretly, he was glad Rose punched her so he wouldn't have to. Rose had a temper and it got worse when it was about her sexuality. You don't mess with Rose.

You just don't.

Now he was driving that thing to the hospital because of her own stupidity. And she wouldn't shut the fuck up.

"Eddie, it hurts," Tanya complained, pressing her hand to her eye. "Ugh, I'm going to kill that stupid whore."

"Tanya," Edward said with all the calm he could muster, and it wasn't a lot. "Shut. The Feck. Up."

Tanya stared at his with shocked eyes. "Don't tell me you're taking that fag's side, Edward."

Edward froze.

The next thing they both knew, the car was on the side of the road. Edward got out and went over to Tanya's side. He opened her door, yanking her roughly out the seat and told her, "Don't think you can get away about what you say to my sister and her girlfriend." She whimpered when the grip he had on her arms was too tight.

"Edward, what are you doing?" he demanded when he let her go. He ignored her, just continued to get in his car. "I know you're not doing what I think you're doing."

"You can get to the emergency room by yourself. Goodbye, Tanya." With that, he sped off to his house, eager to be rid of that thing.

And he could do that with a breakup.

Yep, the bitch's getting out of his house once and for all.

EMPOV

Emmett was frozen for a minute before he spoke.

"It's okay, Sam. I have a daughter myself."

Sam looked up at him with surprise. "Oh! Well, I'm sorry you're not with her right now to come rescue me."

Emmett grinned. He loved this woman's thoughtfulness. "I locked the doors and I have an alarm. Plus, she's asleep in bed."

"Oh," Sam said, looking flustered for a minute. "Well, thank you for saving me. I don't know what I would've done if he gotten a hold of me." She lowered her head and for a minute, Emmett wanted to scoop her up, kiss her until she was breathless, and tell her she was okay with him and that man wasn't going to harm them anymore. He tried to shake off the feeling, but it gotten stronger, so strong, he moved closer to her. She looked up at him with those mesmerizing brown eyes.

"Emmett? Is everything okay?" she moved closer to place her hand on his shoulder. Where her hand laid, Emmett felt the fire erupt and crawl all the way through his body.

"Where are you staying for the night?" Emmett forced out. She looked down at Ben.

"I'll just call my sister and stay with he for the night." Emmett felt horrified at the thought of not having her around him.

"No, you can stay with me for the night. We have the room for you and Ben."

"Oh, Okay." She squatted down at Ben's level and Emmett had a clear view of her. Despite the bruises and scrapes, she was beautiful. It almost brought him to his knees. "Benny, is it okay if we stay the night with this nice man?"

He took his mom's hand. "Do we have to sleep in the basement?" Basement? He made them sleep in the basement?

"No, we're not sleeping in the basement." He saw her tense, so he tensed also. He didn't like the fact that such a beautiful creature could be treated like dirt.

"Okay," Ben said at last. Emmett blew out a sigh of relief. Suddenly needing to clear the tension that was forming, he tried to sound upbeat.

"Great," he said with all the excitement he could muster, "Let's get you two situated in the house, then we could talk things over in the morning." He grabbed her hand when she grabbed Ben and tugged along. "Come on."

"Okay-ow!" He stopped, looking back. Sam was limping and Ben was looking up at her with worry. Emmett tried not to panic.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concern coloring his tone.

"My ankle. I must have twisted it when I was running from Jake." At this point, Emmett was fully panicked. He looked down at her feet. Her delicate tan feet were shoved into three inch white heels.

Then an idea came to him.

He came close to Sam, scooping her up feet first. She fit perfectly in his arms.

"Wait! What about Ben?" she asked, looking down at her son. "I have to have him in my arms." He lowered Sam so Ben could jump in her arms. Ben snuggled in her mom's arms while Sam wrapped one arm around Ben while hugging Emmett.

Em relaxed. This felt right.

It felt whole.

SAMPOV

Sam could see he wanted her as much as she wanted him, but he wasn't going to try anything and she was grateful for it. She had a lot on her plate.

First was Ben.

He seemed hesitant when she asked him if it was okay for them to stay with Emmett. She could understand he was scared another man would hurt them, but Emmett had a kid and he wouldn't do anything to hurt his child.

He looked all big and scary, but she saw he was nothing but a big teddy bear.

Her big teddy bear.

Woah, King. Where did that come from? That man isn't yours! He may have a wife for all you know.

If he had a wife then why he's inviting me in his house?

Maybe he's feeling bad for you then when he gets tired of you, he'll kick you out.

He wouldn't.

Wait and see.

"Hey, is everything okay?" She snapped her head up, startled. Her stare was met with blazing blue eyes.

"Uh..." Great King. Now he thinks you're an idiot. "Yea, I'm just tired." She looked down at Ben. His head was laying down on her stomach and his body was curled in the fetal position. Her heart swelled because he looked so much like his real father.

"Well, we're here now, so you can get some sleep." (The picture of Emmett's house is on my profile!) She looked around the huge house and wondered How am I going to learn my way around here? "Your room is up down that hall on the right. Third door down." As he talked, he went in the direction. "I'll get Carlisle to look at your ankle tomorrow and maybe look at Ben, if that's okay with you?" She wondered why he morphed it into a question, then it hit her. He was asking her permission. It brought tears to her eyes.

"It's totally fine with me." The door that must be the door to his room was opened and she gasped at what she saw.

A huge king sized bed was pushed to the far wall. (It's on my profile!) She saw no dresser, but she saw the draws under the bed.

"Emmett, this is too much. We would be fine with a twin bed." She looked up to see him frowning down at her.

"Sam, you're my guest and I need to provide you with the best." She looked down, crossing her arms. "Please let me provide you. You and Ben both." She sighed. There was really no point in arguing. She would be leaving in a short time anyway.

"Okay, I'll accept the bed." Emmett grinned.

"Thank you." He placed her on the bed and knelt down. For a minute she started to freak when she saw he was going to take her shoes off. She breathed out a sigh of relief then shuddered as she felt his hands ghost over her feet. Her feet grew hot at his touch.

Damn him for doing this to her.

"We should get some ice on it then prob it up," he muttered, breathing cold breath on her feet. She shuddered, and it wasn't from the cold.

She was far from cold.

"Yea, we should," she said, not looking at him. If she looked down at him then she would melt.

"I'll be right back." Much to her dislike, he let go of her feet and stood, turning to go in the kitchen. Less than five minutes later, he was back, pressing a cold ice-pack to her barely swollen ankle. She jumped when the impact hit her.

"Sorry," Emmett muttered, looking down at her feet. Soon she was used to it and motioned for him to go on. Soon, she was lying back in the new bed, her foot propped up and her son by her side.

All was missing was a certain teddy bear.

RPOV (It's the next morning!)

She's going to kill him! She's going to kill him!

"Rose, calm down. Everything's going to be okay," the love of her life, Bella told her. She grunted, staring at road. She didn't even notice she pressed hard on the gas again and now they were speeding down the road.

"How is everything going to be okay? Emmett brought home some tramp from the streets and didn't even tell me? He's dead!" Bella was quiet.

"What does it matter to you?" she asked quietly. Rose sighed.

"Bella, my daughter's living in the same house as her. I need to know if my daughter's safe." Bella didn't reply and Rose didn't push it. She didn't want to fight with Bella right now.

They pulled into the driveway. Rose turned the car off and Bella went to knock on the door. Emmett opened the door for them.

"Come in," he said, opening the door. They brushed past them and into the living room. Esme was sitting on the couch, nursing a cup of coffee. She was looking polished as ever even though she just got out of bed.

"Mom, what's going on here?" Rose asked her, coming to sit beside her. Esme looked up at her, smiling.

"Rose, Emmett will explain everything. Edward made some coffee. It's in the kitchen." Rose tensed. If he was here, then Tanya was here and she didn't want to start anything early in the morning.

"Where's Tanya?" Rose asked, crossing her arms.

"What does it matter, Rose?" Bella asked her. Does she get enough of saying that?

"I didn't ask you," Rose snapped, feeling guilty instantly. "Bella..."

But Bella wouldn't hear her. She got up and stormed into the kitchen. Rose watched her go, feeling horrible. She saw everyone looking at her.

"Rose, is everything okay?" Esme asked her softly. Rose shrugged, not wanting to talk about it.

Just then, Carlisle emerged from the hallway. Immediately, Emmett and Esme got up and went to him. Rose, having no choice, went with them.

"Is she going to be okay, Carlisle?" Emmett was the first to ask. "What about Ben?"

Ben? "Hold up." Rose said, holding up her hands. "What's going on here? Who is this person you keep talking about?" Rose wanted to say tramp, but she held her tongue.

Carlisle sighed, but Emmett answered her. "I met Sam last night. She was running away from her husband and had her son with her. She twisted her foot trying to run away from him."

Rose wasn't shocked. "What about the son?"

"He's fine," Carlisle said. He then turned to Emmett. "She wants to see you."

Emmett nodded. He looked relieved, but he was worried all the same. Rose narrowed her eyes. "Okay," he said, heading down the hall. Rose was glad it wasn't up the stairs where Melissa slept.

Rose and Esme followed him to the bedroom. Emmett opened the door quietly, trying not to disturb her. When they were dating, Emmett would be loud as he can be.

He doesn't want to wake the tramp, Rose noticed with bitter feeling.

"Sam?" Emmett said quietly. No response. "Sam, are you awake?"

Finally, there was an answer. "Yea," a female voice replied. "I'm awake, but Ben's not."

Rose saw Emmett smile and move closer. Rose stayed in the doorway, not knowing what to do.

"How is he?" Emmett was by her side instantly. He held out his hand and a tanned one took it. She noticed her french manicure.

"He's okay." There was a tussle of sheets then a blonde head popped out. She glanced over beside her where there was a little bump. "He freaked when he saw Carlisle. I told him Carlisle wouldn't hurt him." She looked down, but not before catching a glance at Esme and Rose. "Em, who is this?"

Wait.

She calls him Em now?

Emmett looked over at a glowing Esme and a shocked Rose. He shot Rose a look and she glared at him.

"Sam, this is Esme, my mom," he gestured to Esme.

"Hi," Sam said in a small voice. "My name is Samantha, but you can call me Sam."

Esme came close to hug Sam. She looked cautious for a minute before hugging Esme back. "Welcome to the family, Sam."

Sam's eyes got wide. "Family? But, no...I'm not..."

"Please Samantha. You're family in our heads." Esme smiled. Rose wished she wouldn't say that. She didn't like that girl and she didn't want anything to do with her.

Sam looked over at the bump again. Under the cover must have been her son. "Okay." She smiled. "Ben would like that."

"I bet he would," Emmett said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. Then he looked at Rose. "Sam, this is Rose."

"Hi," Rose said shortly, nothing coloring her face. Not even a smile. Sam looked over at Emmett. He was giving Rose a look, but she ignored him.

"Hi," Sam replied. Then her eyes weren't on Rose, but past her. Rose looked over her shoulder and saw Jasper, Alice, Bella, and Edward come in the room. Bella wasn't looking at Rose, and that made her more guilty.

"Emmett! You didn't tell me she was this beautiful," Alice gushed, running up to hug Sam. Sam was surprised, but she hugged Alice back. Rose rolled her eyes.

That was Alice.

"Hi! I'm Alice and you must be Sam," Alice grinned. "We're going to be great friends."

Sam looked up at her. "Thank you-"

"Don't feel flattered," Bella said, hugging Sam. "She says that to everyone." She quickly glanced at Rose, something flashing in her eyes, before she looked away. "I'm Bella."

She had to talk to her.

"Hi Bella." Sam looked down at her stomach. "You're pregnant? Wow..."

"What's up with you?" Edward muttered in Rose's ear. Rose sighed.

"Nothing," Rose replied, turning to look at him. "Nothing's wrong with me."

You see, the disadvantage at having a older brother is he can read you like an open book.

"Come on, Rose," Edward replied. "I can read you, ya know. There's something bothering you." Rose quickly glanced at Bella. Edward caught that. "Is there something going on with you and Bella?"

She looked up at him. "Did she tell you?"

He shook his head. "I asked, but she wouldn't say anything. Rose, what's wrong?"

"Edward," Emmett said, breaking their little conversation up. "This is Sam."

Edward flashed her a smile. Sam smiled back. "It's nice to meet you," he said before turning to Rose. "Are you going to talk about it?"

Rose smiled. "What's gotten into you?"

"Look, I'm not in the mood right now," he replied. "I have Tanya in one ear and this family in another. I am so ready to down shots right now, so don't fuck with me, Rose."

"Wait, what?" Rose said, trying not to yell. "What about Tanya?" he raised one brow. "Okay, I'll tell you what's going on with Bella and I if you tell me what's going on with Tanya."

Edward sighed. "All I have to say is that bitch is getting a new boyfriend because I'm done."

Rose grinned. It was about time he dumped her sorry ass. Then she remembered their deal. "Hey, can we go somewhere to talk?"

"Sure."

SAMPOV

Sam watched the blonde girl-Rose-and the bronze boy-Edward-leave the room.

Now, except those two, were clustered around her bed.

The pixie-Alice-was bouncing in her spot while the blonde boy-Jasper-was trying to calm her down. The pregnant brunette-Bella-was staring at the door. The Snow White-looking woman-Esme-was smiling at her while the doctor-Carlisle-was talking to Emmett.

She hoped Ben wouldn't wake up freaked out by these people.

She glanced at her son which felt like the millionth time. He was sound asleep, thanks to Carlisle. All night he was thrashing in his sleep. She tried to calm him down, but it wouldn't work. After that, she called Emmett and he called Carlisle.

She was ever grateful. But it was Ben that freaked out. It took Sam and Emmett to calm him down. When he finally did, Carlisle was finally able to check him over. Emmett stayed the whole time, sitting on the edge of the bed. When he was finally done and moved on to Sam, Ben fell asleep and Emmett left to go check on his daughter. He didn't return and Sam felt disappointed all over again.

When Carlisle was done, he told her her ankle was sprained and it would take some days before it was returned to normal. He would have Emmett take good care of her. He left out and let her have her peace.

When she saw the blonde, Rosalie, jealousy ripped through her. She was everything a girl wanted. Long flowing hair, full glossy lips, curves up to her armpits, and shapely legs.

She was having a silent conversation with the red-head. Then minutes later, they left the room. The brunette watched them go, guilt and worry in her eyes.

"Sam, how's the ankle?" Emmett asked, lightly placing a hand on her leg.

If you stayed you would've known, she wanted to snap, but she didn't. She sighed.

"It's sprained, so it's going to take some days for it to heal," she replied, crossing her arms. She looked down, anywhere except his face. If she looked then she would forget why she was acting that way to him.

She heard him sigh as well and her heart slowly cracked. "That's not good."

Esme, the savior she was, cut in. "Samantha, is there someone you can contact to know about your whereabouts?" She looked at Esme's face. She was worried about her. Why?

"My sister and brother," she thought suddenly, sitting up straighter. "They're probably worried about Ben." She glanced down at her sleeping son and smiled softly. He was the closest thing to feeling whole again with so much she went through. "I think I should call them." Carlisle nodded and handed her his phone. "Thank you."

"Your welcome," he replied, bringing his wife close. "We'll give you some privacy." Then he and the rest of them shuffled out of the room, including Emmett. She wanted to tell him to stay, that she needed him, but the door was already closed.

She closed her eyes, gripping the phone tightly. She willed herself not to cry. I didn't work for a minute, for a single tear fell down her face. She sighed, opening her eyes. She dialed her sister's phone.

Her sister was surprised to hear from her and where she was, but she was coming. Then she called her brother.

"Hello?" her brother's rough voice asked, confusion lacing through it.

"Royce?"

RPOV

"I was so horrible to her," I started after hearing what happened to Tanya. "I was acting so stupid and I should've known not to cross her. I don't know if she would forgive." I took a deep breath. "We were talking in the car, on our way here, when she told me to calm down. I didn't listen to her, just snapped at her. And just a few hours ago, I snapped at her to shut up. I instantly regretted it. She was so hurt." She took a deep breath again. "Edward..." When she heard a door open, she looked up to see Melissa come down the stairs and down the stairs. "Melissa?"

Melissa looked up. Then she smiled, launching into her mom's arms. "What's going on, momma?"

"Nothing baby," Rose crooned, kissing her daughter's head. "Just spending the day with the family."

"Momma..." Melissa complained, laughing. "Stop that."

"I'm sorry, I can't," she replied. They were having a good time when she smelled her.

"Edward, what's-" Bella said, coming in the kitchen. When she saw Rose and Melissa, she stopped dead in her tracks. "Never mind." She watched her go. Edward glared at her.

"What?" Rose asked, turning to him. "We'll talk at the house."

"You better," he threatened. Then they heard a knock on the door and a door open. Rose and Edward shared a look before going into the living room. There they came face to face with another blonde, but her hair was short. She had hazel green eyes. She had her covered arms crossed over her chest and was talking to Bella.

Rose had no choice to but in. "May we help you?" Rose asked, coming closer. The blonde snapped her head up and met Rose's eyes. She stepped past Bella and made her way to Rose. Rose held Melissa closer to her.

"I'm Sam's sister," the blonde replied. "Ashley."

"Rose," Rose replied. Then she handed Melissa over to Edward. "Can you go tell Sam her sister's here?"

"Sure," Edward replied, not looking at Rose at all. He was too fixed on Sam's sister to notice.

"Edward!" Rose snapped. Then he looked at her.

"Yea?" She raised her brows. "Oh right!" Then he left, leaving them alone. Rose turned to see Ashley look after them, something in her eyes, but Rose didn't dwell on it.

"So I guess you'll be taking Sam home after this?" Rose asked. Ashley nodded. "Okay. But I should warn you. She sprained her ankle so she'll have to stay for a few days."

"Okay," Ashley replied. Rose nodded, not even looking at her girlfriend, she turned around and headed for the room. She pushed right open and saw Melissa talking to Sam. Rose slightly clenched her fist together and thought for a minute. This gave her the perfect time to talk to Bella.

So she turned around to meet her girlfriend's eyes. She was looking down at the floor as Rose cam closer.

"Bella," Rose whispered, placing a hand her arm. She still didn't look at her. "Please look at me."


So there you have it! You all wonder why Rose is such a bitch to Sam, but you have to realize 1) She's easily freaked out 2) Her daughter is living with them and she doesn't know who she is. 3) She's jealous of her 4) She's stressed out. I would act a bitch if I was like her, but she did try to act civil to her and her sister, but I don't know when she's going to meet Royce.

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