debatable-cerealkiller: I thought the same thing as I typed it but it just wasn't something Meyer ever really discussed. Like I'm sorry but my first reaction to a vampire guy getting touchy would be to knee him in the balls.

jessa76:Well she didn't go into detail about the house but their little conflicts will expand in time.

writingNOOB: I'm sorry shes frustrating but that's what makes her real to me anyways. People are always so frustrating xD Also thank you!

Lucy Greenhill: Thank you for the review!

Enjoy!

I ignored Rosalie for a good while, getting my tantrum out. I was better than she was though, she just glared at me every time I walked into the kitchen until Bella told her to quit it. She left before Charlie got home and I had to guess she visited nightly because I started to hear a lot more banging noises coming from Bell's room after Charlie started to snore.

Emmett got progressively farther with getting my clothes off, the only thing that kept him back was me remembering Rosalie was in the house. Well there was the fact that Rosalie was in the house and that I felt guilty as hell with Em.

I knew he'd started to pick up on it at random times, like when we were watching a movie last night. Bella, Rosalie and Charlie were all miraculously out the house at one time. I think Bells was shopping with her, probably for lingerie because goodness knows the girl barely had anything that nice.

SMUTTY KINDA THING.

Lips were trailing up my stomach as Jack drew Rose naked on his couch. What an odd way to bond, he drew her totally in the nude with a necklace on before he ever actually got to know her, and then the sucker just died. I felt his fingers start to creep under my bra strap, undoing it with a swift flick. He hesitated, drawing my eyes back down to his as he analysed for a affirmative anything.

"Kinda giving me nothing to go on here, babe." He smirked as I stared down at him for a few more seconds.

I swallowed deeply for a second before I shrugged, "Go crazy." I turned my attention back to the movie as his eyebrow raised up. Might go on to regret that. Might not. I kinda had all of zero background to go off of with a vampire and their sex life.

He seemed to shrug in return, sitting up and pulling his hands out from under my shirt. I figured he was out of the mood from my lack of involvement but instead I just felt him put wrap a hand around my torso and heard fabric ripping. He didn't...did he?

I looked down to see my breasts now totally exposed and the remains of my hoodie in his hand. My mouth dropped open out of disbelief, "Emmett!" I was trying to scold him but I was totally distracted by the feeling he'd elicited out of grinding into my hips so it really just came out as me moaning his name. Oops.

He growled in return, pulling me closer as he started to suck on my skin just lightly enough that he hadn't broken it. I was a little worried until he started to do the same to my chest and then I was just gone in the head. I was lost in the overwhelming smell of pine needles and something like cologne. I went to move back a bit to give him better access than he had to me on the tiny couch but he growled again, this time it made me pause.

The pause was just enough time for him to push my head back down on to the couch while he kissed me hard. I didn't realize he'd made it all the way past my pant's button and zipper until he'd started to palm me. That brought out an outright moan that was probably into his ear at this point, it just spurred him on as he immediately after pushed three fingers into me at once and started pumping rapidly.

My back arched at the feeling, "Emm-" a second later I swear I came with him just fingering me. It was a new thing for me, usually took me ages to get off if there was another person involved. Now I'm kinda glad he'd been a womanizer, apparently he'd gotten the hang of it easy.

I think he might have said something when I went but I do remember him gripping me a little too tight and relaxing. I reconnected with what was going on around me after I came down from the cloud a few seconds later. Emmett was placing little chaste kisses all over my shoulders and chest. He looked relatively pleased as he took in my bleary-eyed expression.

"Not really all that crazy but it's a start while you're all squishy still." He grinned as he poked one breast and watched it jiggle for a second. I felt my face turn into a frown as I went to swat his hand away.

"Quit poking my boobs." I shooed his hand away for a second before I really took a good long look and realized he'd given me several hickies all over my body. I was still pretty damn distracted by the sudden orgasm in the middle of Titanic. This wasn't exactly a movie people made out with in the back ground. Too emotional.

"I poked Trixie and the other is Marie." He corrected me fondly as he put his hand over my left breast and squeezed lightly before letting it go. "Plus it's fun to watch. Mine don't do that." He added as he lightly slapped one, shaking it even more.

"Guess not. " I mumbled as I pursed my lips. It stung ever so lightly but it also caused a wave of warmth to roll down.

"I think I want a shower." I sighed as I realised my underwear were wet and sticking to me now. I looked over my shoulder, back to the TV to see Rose sitting under a blanket, shivering. Damn we'd missed like all of the movie.

OVER

"I'd be down for a shower." He smirked suggestively as I looked back at him. He was cupping my ass and gave it a squeeze as he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"Alone" I deadpanned, looking at him.

"Aw." He pouted, letting go of my ass. His face seemed to look sad until he thought of something and gripped my ass again. "That's okay, we'll have plenty of time to shower later. " He added a squeeze as I raised a brow at him.

"I don't think so." I replied warily. I wasn't used to guys being around me almost 24-7. I was used to seeing them maybe once a week for a quick get together and that was it. I had my life all by myself for the rest of the week. They didn't call, didn't text, didn't show up outside my bedroom window...just kept their distance. I couldn't figure out why he wasn't.

"Why?" He sat up, looking a little taken aback with my response.

"It'd be a lot of work." I shrugged awkwardly, turning to roll off the couch.

"That's a crap answer." He retorted as he stopped me with his knee, essentially straddling me now. Why wasn't he like the rest of the guys I'd messed around with? Why was he so damn persistent? Isn't he like 50 years old? Over half of my total possible life time and he was trying to spend his with me? Even though I'd be gone in like 5 decades?

I was a little overwhelmed with my questions and unfamiliarity. I felt close to him but distant at the same time. I'd technically let my guard down when I let him stay in my room while I was asleep but that felt natural. Most of my mind went "Hes going to hurt you," but all it took was that little tiny bit to go "But we can still try it."

I felt heat rise to my ears and crossed my arms over my chest as he stared down at me. "Let it go, Emmett." I was basically ordering him and we both knew it. He didn't move though.

"You're acting...funny." He commented neutrally. His eyes continued to dart as I fidgeted.

"Probably because you just ripped my shirt in half and now I'm cold and practically naked." I retorted heatedly, defensive sounding but it was just enough apparently. He pursed his lips and nodded, standing up fully. I turned to swing myself off the couch when he bent down and slid his arms under my knees and back.

He didn't say anything but kissed my forehead lightly as he went up the stairs. "I can walk you know." I felt a small smile drift onto my face as my feet dangled in the air.

"I know. I just like this more." He replied lightly, watching my eyes.

"Oh yeah?" I raised a brow, looking back at him. His face was mostly absent of any expression until his eyes became a little more lidded and he started to smirk.

"Mhm. You're absolutely helpless in my arms." He flashed a canine as I pursed my lips. I didn't feel any bit of fear like I was expecting, instead more heat just ran down as I took in the predatory look in his eyes. WELL THEN.

"Lyn. We need to talk." I raised a brow at the serious tone but slowly nodded. We were standing in a near empty hallway at the end of a school day. I was still getting over the whole guilt and cumming on a couch from yesterday and now he wanted to have a serious talk. Shit me.

"I've heard...rumors." He started.

"Welcome to high-school in 2004." I closed my locker and found him looking serious as hell with his arms crossed as he leaned on the lockers beside me. He didn't laugh.

"Well then. What rumors have you heard?" I sighed as I mirrored his posture, leaning on the lockers with my arms crossed.

"Rumors that Newton asked you to prom and you gave him a maybe." He gritted his teeth as he growled. I raised my brow at that.

"...and where'd you hear that?" I tilted my head, taking in his taut shoulders. He was totally angry but I wasn't sure why considering that Mike had asked me but I never said maybe, in fact he never really finished the sentence.

"From Newton about 45 seconds ago." He growled, taking a few steps forwards as I raised my arms up in surrender.

"Hey, hey. He didn't even technically ask." I defended warily. He paused in his steps looking confused and incredulous. I continued 'till I hit a wall which was really only a foot away from him.

"He started but then it all kinda died and I found Bella and Ro-" I couldn't force the name out, swallowing out of disgust. "Ro-sa-lie, making out. Eugh." I felt my tongue hang out of disgust. He pursed his lips, taking me in and leaned down to my height. I stared back with a bit of confusion until his arms snaked around my frame and pulled me to his front.

He kissed me hard, it was a kiss out of relief but a bit of anger. "You better not tell him yes. My woman's not about to take a date that isn't me. Understand?" He growled as he pulled back, his breath drifted over my face as I pursed my lips.

"Your woman?" I raised a brow when it processed, challenging his little claim. He seemed to have registered the challenge because he just pulled me closer to him, grinding into me against the wall. His head dropped from my eyes as I felt cold skin press against my cheek and a cold tongue drag itself up my neck while he sucked.

"O-kay. I get it now." I mumbled breathlessly. Somehow it was all caught in my throat as this giant guy pressed against my frame. I was litterally between a rock and a hard place...this this case it was a hard wall.

"Remember that next time you give out a maybe." He growled into my neck. I pursed my lips as I felt the question I'd been mulling over bubble up in my throat.

"Emmett..." I started, turning my head with the same wonder as to whether or not I should actually ask this. It was easy to just be someone's friend with benefits but I felt like if I'd asked, I'd be more than just his. I'd be giving it a name. A title.

"Never mind." I sighed as I shook my head. He pulled back, looking between my eyes.

"Just ask. You've had that look for like two weeks now. I like the I-just-creamed-myself one better." He smirked as his voice lowered. I felt blood rush up as I let out a slow breath to calm myself down.

"Fine. What are we?" I uttered the question with heat in a snap. He looked a little thrown by it, the smirk melting into a furrowed brow of confusion.

"What do you mean what are we?" He raised a brow, looking incredulous.

"Literally, what are we." I deadpanned as he moved his head back, still looking incredulous.

"We're mates. We're a couple. We're destined for great sex and a long ass life." He shrugged like it was obvious.

"I'm probably only going to live for like 5 more decades, Em." I sighed, shaking my head at him.

"What? I'm turning you. Well maybe not me personally, probably Carlisle or Catharin." He shook his head, taking a step back from me.

"I don't want to be like you. Cold and dead. Never changing. I don't want to repeat high-school for the rest of forever. It's like Hell." I threw my hands up, motioning to the hell hole that was Fork's high school. He looked incredibly confused now.

"Hells not so bad if you've got an angel with you. I've been looking forward to having my angel for a good 20 years now." He sounded accusative, like I'd taken something away from him. I raised a brow at him.

"You're better off with someone that's going to live as long as you. I'm not your angel. I want kids. I want a family at some point." I scoffed, looking back at him.

"I can give you a family, Ivalyn." He took a step forward now, taking my hand. He was starting to look a bit desperate.

"You can't. Cat told me so." I shook my head as I looked at him.

"Theres never been a human involved with one of my kind that's successfully lived. You're new and different, it's still possible." He shook his head quickly as I sighed. He was making his hard on both of us.

"Emm-" I started shaking my head slowly. "No. Give me time. Give us time. We can try and we'll see if you get pregnant. It's possible." He looked desperate now. I pursed my lips but nodded anyways. Why did I nod? I mean it was only a few years. I could easily find someone new after him.

"And if it doesn't work?" I raised a brow as his face tightened.

"Then...then I'll wait until you pass on and go after you. I won't interfere." He nodded as he let out a ragged breath.

"What? No. You can't just kill yourself after I die. Find someone to settle down with." I shook my head, incredulous.

"I can't." He laughed scornfully. "You're my one shot at forever. You're the one." He shook his head, looking down at the ground. He sounded like he was surprised he'd even gotten into this position.

"I can't be the one. I'm not like you." I scoffed, looking at his resigned face. It bothered me that he'd just resigned himself to killing himself after I died. That wasn't fair at all. Nor was it healthy, like damn.

"Thats just how the cookie crumbled, Lyn." He shrugged, letting go of my hand to stuff them into his jean pockets.