Rosalie has never gone to a rave before. Tyler has. So has Emmett. Lauren even did, but this was Rosalie's first time. She told her parents she was going to some party one of Emmett's friends was throwing. Technically she wasn't lying. She was just not telling the whole truth.

If her parents found out where she was going, they would kill her. Well, her father would anyway. She'll be swimming with the fishes like every other person who got on her father's bad side. You would think because her dad devotes his life to criminal activity, that he would let her do anything she pleases. It's completely the opposite. Yes her father can partake in illegal activity, yes Lucas can too. She didn't mind that. Her dad always said it was because she was too young, so why was Jasper able to do what he pleases? Rose hated double standards. The Romano family was full of career criminals, but that still limited her to what she was able to do.

Jasper knew where she was going. Yes, he tried to talk her out of it, claiming raves are illegal. She didn't care. He wouldn't snitch. Basically because they were taught not to…and because he felt he owed her for her bowling date with Emmett.

It's now her and Emmett's fifth date. She couldn't believe how fast time has gone. It's already December. Almost Christmas. Almost the new year. You would think he would have been with her the entire time at such a wild event. Fifteen minutes into the party, Tyler and Emmett disappeared and Lauren is tipsy.

"No more." Rose asserted, snatching the drink out of her hand, "I was watching you like a hulk! When did you even have the chance to drink two glasses of alcohol?!"

"I have my ways Rosalie!" Lauren laughed, using the bar to hold her weight up.

"I think it's time for us to go." I remarked, grabbing onto her wrist to help steady her, "Where's Emmett and Tyler?! Come on!"

Lauren could barely walk. She stumbled over her own two feet. Rosalie rolled her eyes and sat her best friend down at the bar.

"I'm going to find them!" Rose hollered over the music, before glancing at the bartender, "Don't sell her anymore alcohol."

The blond turned away from her best friend to examine the crowd. This was not how she imagined her date with Emmett going when he invited her to this rave. She used her high heels to her advantage and observed the large crowd of teenagers. People were smoking, drinking and dancing. Some kids even decided to do drugs in a few areas in the warehouse. Rose didn't want to just up and leave without telling Emmett, but the more she couldn't see him, the more she decided to do it.

"Can I have four of your strongest drinks?" a man asked, sliding the bartender a bill, "I'm Demetri and this is my brother Felix," the man paused, as he outstretched his hand towards Rosalie.

"Rose, this is Lauren." she introduced, quickly shaking his sweaty palm.

"These are for you and your friend." Felix informed, handing Rose and Lauren a shot.

Rosalie watched the brothers drown their shot before slamming the glass down onto the bar. Lauren looked ready to take hers.

"No." Rose growled, snatching the glass out of Lauren's hand.

"Hey sweetheart, there's no need to be greedy!" Demetri laughed, snapping his fingers towards the bartender, "There's more where that came from!"

"No." Rosalie repeated, slamming the full shot glasses down onto the counter, causing some of its contents to spill over, "I'm not drinking it and neither is she."

"Party-pooperrrr…" Felix slurred, grabbing the shot Rose refused to take, "Sweetheart," he paused to look into Lauren's brown eyes, "you're gorgeous."

The longer Emmett and Tyler were gone the more upset Rose grew. The longer Demetri and Felix hit on her and Lauren, the more pissed off she got. She didn't feel like dealing with these two guys. The only reason she agreed to come was to spend time with Emmett, not to be left by the bar with her pathetically drunk friend.

"What did we miss?!" Emmett asked, appearing behind Rose, as his arms slyly wrapped around her.

"A lot." she growled, pushing his arms away.

"What are you doing?!" Tyler yelled, shoving Felix away from his girlfriend.

"I'm just showing the lady a good time!" Felix hollered back, before downing another shot, "It's not my fault she had to look elsewhere for pleasure!"

Felix stumbled over his own two feet after Tyler pushed him again.

"How could you allow her to drink?! She's your best friend!" he exclaimed, approaching Rosalie angrily.

"And she's your girlfriend! I was watching her! I didn't see her drink anything! Maybe if you and Emmett didn't just up and leave none of this would have happened!" she argued, clenching her fists, "I'm out of here!"

Demetri helped his brother regain his footing on the ground. During the process, Felix struggled to clench his fist, but soon enough, he managed. He swung forward and connected his fist with Tyler's jaw. Tyler fell to the ground as Lauren quickly snapped out of her haze. She didn't understand what was going on around her.

"Tyler!" she shrieked, helping him stand.

Tyler pushed Lauren out of harms way before he pounced onto Felix. Felix fell to the ground with Tyler on top of him, ready to attack his face with punches.

"Emmett, stop him!" Rose ordered, covering her mouth as Tyler continuously punched the guy's face.

Emmett reached forward and pulled Tyler off of the guy. Demetri grabbed his brother, stopping him from attacking Tyler in return. Tyler pulled himself from Emmett's grasp and grabbed Lauren's hand. Rose waved at her best friend as she was dragged away.

"I'm sorry." Emmett admitted, turning Rose to face him.

She smiled. Rosalie couldn't stay mad at him, even if she wanted to, and she really did want to. A light hand, cautiously rested on her lower back.

"I didn't say I forgive you." Rose joked, crossing her arms, "So remove your hand."

"My hand?" Emmett questioned, as she glanced down to see them hanging by his side.

"I just figured since the other girl is," Felix started, as Rosalie slowly turned to face him, "gone, we maybe can have a little-"

He never got to finish his sentence. Rose's knuckles soon connected with his nose. Felix stumbled back once again, depending on his brother to make sure he didn't fall. His hand immediately flew to his nose. Emmett was trying to understand what just happened.

Rosalie shook her hand, hoping to make the pain go away. It didn't work. She could feel her knuckles bruising. She could see the area around them turning red.

"My nose!" Felix screamed, clenching onto it in a panic, "Demetri, my nose! I think she broke it! I think she broke my nose!"

Emmett quickly grabbed Rose's hand and pulled her away. He wanted her away from this scene…away from the danger…away from those men.

"I used my bad hand." she admitted, glancing at her overly injured hand, "My poor right hand can't catch a break."

She smiled to try and lighten the mood. Emmett didn't allow it though. He didn't want the mood to be lightened. They stood outside of the warehouse. Both of them could still hear the music blasting, but not as loud as it was when they were inside.

Emmett took her hand in his and brought it up to his face. With the help of the street light, he could see her knuckles turning red and bruising. He brought her hand closer to his mouth and pecked each knuckle.

"Where were you?" Rosalie wondered, sliding her hand out of his, "I was looking for you inside."

"Tyler and I found a few old friends, we didn't mean to be gone for so long. Time really flew past us."

Rose nodded her head, accepting his answer. She glanced at the parking lot to see Tyler's car gone. He must be going to take Lauren home. Better him than her. She was not going to be able to explain to Nicole how her daughter is intoxicated. It's better for Tyler to meet the wrath of Lauren's mother. In reality that wasn't the reason Rosalie was happy he was taking her home. If Rose dropped Lauren off drunk, Nicole would have told Paolo, who would have told her father. Even if she begs him not to, he still would. For some reason, her dad's men, has this overwhelming feeling of loyalty towards him. They would take a bullet for her dad. She didn't understand why, but they would.

"I want to take you somewhere." Emmett spoke up, talking over the silence, "I want to make up for ditching you."

"I drove here." Rose reminded, shaking her hand once again, hoping the pain would cease.

"Fine, you drive and follow me." he instructed, pulling his keys out of his pocket.

Rose drove behind Emmett and followed him up to Highpoint Ridge. They hardly had dates in New Jersey, so it was nice to see the scenery. Highpoint Ridge is a clearing up on a cliff, looking down at the New Jersey lights. It would be a hot spot for teenagers if the Montez Mafia didn't own the land. People are afraid to come up to it, in fear they'll be caught by the mob.

Rosalie heard Emmett slid into her passenger seat. She smiled at him before looking forward.

"This place is beautiful." she whispered, glancing back at him.

"It is." he agreed, smiling at her.

Emmett watched Rose roll her eyes before he crashed his lips into hers. The kiss was rough and intense. He felt her body lift up and crawl over the arm rest positioned between the drivers and passenger seat. Each leg rested on each side of Emmett. Her left hand pressed against the window as Emmett's hands rested on her waist.

Rosalie parted her lips, allowing him to enter. Their tongues danced for dominance as she pressed her body closer to his. Her car grew hot with their burning passion.

Rose could feel her shirt rising as Emmett's hands slid along her stomach. The kiss broke off for a few seconds to allow her to hold her arms in air. He pulled her shirt over her head before tossing it to the backseat. Once her head was free, she crashed her lips back to Emmett's. The two resumed their fight for dominance, as Rosalie slowly unbuttoned his shirt. The more buttons unbuttoned, the more chest was revealed. She could feel his six-pack. She could feel his muscles. She loved every bit of it.

Rosalie couldn't help but smile into the kiss. If her family could see her now, they'll probably ground her for a decade and push Emmett over the cliff. She broke away from her thoughts to hear Emmett's belt coming undone. Rose didn't want to go that far. She just wanted to kiss and touch skin. Without breaking off the kiss, her hand slid down and rested over Emmett's, stopping him from unbuttoning his jeans.

"I'm sorry." he quickly replied, after she pulled away.

"No, it's…it's okay." she said, opening the passenger door to step out, "You have nothing to apologize for."

"I don't want to force you into doing anything." He asserted, buttoning up his shirt.

Rose smiled at him as she opened the back door. After tossing on her shirt, she pulled Emmett into a hug. His arms wrapped protectively around her body. He couldn't believe the feelings he was feeling for this girl. They've only been dating for four months, but that's his longest relationship, so that has to mean something. She pulled away after a few seconds and walked towards the view.

Rosalie stared at the beautiful scenery in front of her. The sky was completely dark with only a few stars to light it up. Down the hill, she could see a river with beautiful flowers and trees surrounding it.

Emmett stood a few feet behind Rose. He didn't mean to make her run off. He slowly approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm so sorry." he whispered, pressing a kiss to the back of her head.

"I told you that it was okay." she replied, before biting down onto her lip.

"How's your hand?" Emmett wondered, after placing another kiss on the back of her head.

"That's fine too." Rose responded, patting his hand that was wrapped around her waist, "It wasn't my first time punching a guy."

"You are definitely not like the other girls."

Rosalie couldn't help but to crack a smile. He was beating around the bush.

"Look, we don't have to rush into anything." Emmett asserted, as she pushed a stand of hair behind her ear.

"I don't want to jump into sex Emmett." she said, turning around to face him.

Emmett's hands remained glued to her waist. He didn't want to lose any contact with her.

"I won't rush you." he assured, brushing his lips across hers, "I understand if you're virgin, I will respect that."

"No. No that's not it." she responded, shaking her head, "I've had boyfriends before and both of them hurt me."

Emmett used his index finger to raise his girlfriend's head. If she was going to divulge any personal information, he wanted to look into her eyes and assure her everything is going to be okay.

"I was fifteen and my first boyfriend was just a player." Rose summed up, staring into Emmett's brown eyes, "I was so thankful that I didn't have sex with him. We dated for three months and in that time span, he managed to sleep with thirteen girls."

"I will never cheat on you." Emmett assured, tightening his grip securely around her waist, "Never."

Rose shook her head and wiped the corner of her eye. Her father would be so disappointed in her if he saw her on the verge of crying.

"I started dating Royce when I was sixteen." she started, allowing the tears to flow out, "He was adored by everyone in Brooklyn. He's the inheritor of his father's company. Great personality. Really buff. The dream guy for a sixteen year old."

"What did he do?" Emmett wondered, feeling Rose pull away from him.

"He pressured me into having sex with him. He hurt me." she admitted, resting her forehead against his muscular chest, "Physically."

"Wait." he muttered, wrapping his arms fully around her again, "He put his hands on you?"

Emmett felt Rose nod into his chest. She didn't want to look into his eyes. She feared he could somehow see into her soul.

"It got pretty bad." Rosalie continued, bringing her arms up to wrap around Emmett's waist, "I ended up in the hospital twice."

Emmett wanted to stay calm for Rose. She felt him stiffen. She needed him to stay calm. Rose pressed her head harder against Emmett's chest. She wrapped her arms tighter around his body. He didn't complain. She needed this.

"What happened to him?"

"He died."

At this point, Rose wanted the conversation to be over. She didn't want to keep thinking about the past. Emmett knew that, but he had another question he needed answering.

"How did he die?"

"He was beaten to death."

"By who?"

Rosalie pressed her eyes shut to stop the tears from forming. Emmett wouldn't give it a rest, not because he wanted to see her in pain, but because he needed to know.

"Royce got what he deserve." Rose growled, pulling her head away from his chest to look up at him, "Karma's a bitch."

Emmett was done with the questioning. He used his hands, which were already around Rose to rub her back. She needed the soothing feeling of his hand.

"You're my first serious girlfriend." he admitted, as Rosalie smiled at his touch, "I mean, I've been with other girls, but not for this long. I want to be with you. I need to be with you."

Emmett's fingers tangled into Rosalie's hair as he pressed his lips against hers. Usually their kisses were fueled by passion, but this one was different. Rosalie felt the need in the kiss, not the want. Emmett felt the heart in the kiss, not the soul. Her arms wrapped around his neck.

His tongue grazed against her bottom lip. She parted her mouth, accepting his need for more. The kiss grew urgent. Rose felt her legs grow weak. Emmett lifted her up and allowed her long, slender legs to wrap around his waist. His hands ran through her hair as Rose played with his curly pubs at the back of his neck.

Their surroundings didn't matter. The only thing that did matter, was the other person. With her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, and his arms wrapped tightly around hers, they separated briefly. Emmett still needed her though. He brought his mouth to her neck and peppered kisses along it. She moaned at the contact, while yanking the curls in his hair at the passion.

Emmett's legs soon began to tire. He lowered her onto the grassy ground and hovered over her thin body. She needed his touch. Emmett's lips floated mere inches above hers. She closed the distance by pushing herself up and against him. Rosalie arched her back, to press her body further against Emmett's. He ran his hand slowly down her body. They never wanted this kiss to end. Rosalie lightly bit onto Emmett's body lip to suppress the passion escalating within her. Rosalie's teeth grinding just turned Emmett on more. He roughly pressed his lips against hers. Rose's lips grew numb the longer the kiss lasted. Her usually pink lips turned red. She rewrapped her arms around his neck to make sure he didn't pull away from her.

With the sudden blaring of Rosalie's ring tone, the two young adults pulled away. Their breathing coming out in desperate gasps. His forehead pressed against hers as she reached into her pocket.

"It's Lucas." she whispered, struggling to catch her breath.

"You don't have to answer it."

"If it was Jasper, I would press ignore in a heartbeat." she asserted, as the ring tone continued to blast, "It's my other brother. If I don't answer his call, he will literally send a search team out for me."

Emmett nodded as she brushed her finger over the answer button. She pressed the phone against her ear, to hear the irritation in her brother's voice. Just because Rose had to stop kissing, didn't mean Emmett did. He brought his lips up to her neck again and placed light kisses all around it. Emmett found a spot positioned on the side of her neck. He began to roughly kiss the spot as she struggled to hold in the moan threatening to come out.

"I'm still…" she trailed off, blinking back the sensation, "I'm still…I'm still out with Emmett."

"Well you need to get home!" Lucas hollered, pacing around the living room.

"Why?!" Rose proclaimed, sitting up straight, "What happened?!"

Emmett continued to assault her neck with his mouth. When it got too much for her handle she pushed him off.

"I'll be back." he whispered, hopping to his feet.

Rosalie nodded as she pressed the phone against her ear.

"Dad's mad."

"When is that new?" she questioned, rolling her eyes.

"At you." Lucas finished, causing Rose to stiffen slightly, "We know where you went."

"I'm going to kill Jasper!" Rose exclaimed, banging her fist against the ground.

She forgot her hand was bruised. The pain quickly shot through it as her fist made contact with the grassy ground.

"Jasper didn't tell."

"Then who did?!" she retorted, rising to her feet, "I'm leaving as we speak."

"Giorgio." Lucas answered, keeping his voice low.

"But, he's not even my guard!" she exclaimed, unlocking her car door, "I don't believe this! Dad and I agreed that he wouldn't send a guard to watch me!"

"Just get home as soon as possible. Rose stay safe and watch your surroundings." Lucas muttered, as Emmett jogged towards the driver's side, "Dad's about to have guns blazing in that rave. Get back quick!"

Rose sighed to herself before sticking her phone back down into her pocket. She rolled down the window as Emmett leaned his head down.

"Aren't you going home?" she wondered, starting up her vehicle.

"No." he answered, grinning at her, "Sometimes I come here to clear my head. I think I'm going to stay a little longer."

"Sorry, I couldn't stick around."

Emmett shrugged his shoulders, brushing it off. He leaned his head into her car and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was slightly off. It didn't feel right. He could feel the nervousness she must be feeling in the kiss. Emmett pulled away to look into her eyes.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Of course." she answered, plastering a fake smile on her face.

Emmett knew the smile was fake, but he didn't question it. He figured if Rose wanted him to know, he would know. He watched her pull away. Once her car disappeared, he turned back to face the scenery.

"Alright come out." he muttered, clenching his fists, "What do you want?"

"She dragged me here!" Alma admitted, blushing bashfully, "I didn't want to come."

"Why are you here?!" Emmett hollered, turning to face Eva, "When did you get here?! What did you see?"

She was a concerned sister. Alma was a concerned cousin. They just wanted to make sure he was alright. Each Montez vehicle has a tracker, Eva snuck into her father's office and tracked Emmett's car.

"Nothing. We got here when she got inside her car." Alma divulged, as Eva remained quiet.

"Why are you checking up on me?!" he yelled, approaching them, angrily.

"I don't trust her Emmett!" Eva shouted, finally speaking, "I just don't! Something is off about her!"

Emmett inhaled a sharp breath. He couldn't be mad at his sister for being worried. She was just looking out for him. Emmett backed away slowly, just to make sure he didn't do anything. Sometimes Eva could drive him crazy. He was always closest to Consuela.

"I'm going home." Emmett muttered, pulling his car keys out.

"You might not want to right now." Alma informed, stepping up to be beside Eva, "The Romano Mafia tried to attack a cargo shipment your dad was shipping to Mexico."

"Is everyone okay?" he wondered, pulling his cell phone out.

"Alive, yes. Okay, no. My dad and Carlos's mom are injured."

Emmett quickly rushed to his car. No matter how many people in his family are killed, he still isn't use to it. His Aunt Dolores and his Uncle Nico were the injured ones this time. At least they aren't dead.

"Where are you going?!" Eva shouted, throwing her hands in the air, "Emmett! Wait!"

Rosalie slowly walked up the steps in front of her family's mansion. She peeked through the large window next to the front door. She could see her mother pacing the entrance room. It made her not want to go inside. Tony was seated on the stairs, resting his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.

The young blonde's hand hovered hesitantly over the door knob. She buried the fear and entered the house.

"Oh baby, sei al sicuro!" (you are safe) Ella exclaimed, pulling her daughter into her arms, "Stai bene. Oh mio dio. Stai bene." (You're okay. Oh my gosh. You're okay.)

Rose pulled away from her mother, giving the woman a confusing look. Ella pecked all around her daughter's forehead. Ella couldn't stop rambling relief praises in Italian.

"What happened?" Rose wondered, continually feeling her mother peck her face.

"You went to a rave." Tony growled from his seated position on the stairs.

With Ella being all dramatic, Rose completely forgot all about her father. Tony rose from his seat with a blank expression on his face. Tony pulled his daughter out of his wife's arms and into his. Tony managed to hug Rosalie tighter than Ella did.

"Can someone tell me what's going on?!" she hollered, breaking out of her father's grasp.

She was pissed. They ordered Lucas to basically rush her home with a minor explanation. Then she gets home and her mother is a freaked out mess. Now no one is telling her the problem.

"A family member of the Montez mafia was at the same rave as you." Frank stated, walking slowly down the stairs.

Rosalie's hand quickly flew to her mouth, allowing everyone to see the red and the bruising. She couldn't believe she was in the same area as one of her family's enemies.

"What happened to your hand Rosalie?!" Frank questioned, angrily, leaving no room for beating around the bush.

"That's not important right now grandpa!" she asserted, tucking the bruised hand into her pocket, "What's important is why were you guys so worried about one guy from the mafia being at the rave? You enrolled me in enough self-defense and knife fighting classes to know I can hold my own."

"We attacked them earlier, so when we found out you were at a rave with one of them-" Ella started, not being able to finish.

"Why didn't you tell us where you were going?!" Tony hollered, quickly approaching his daughter, "What happened to your hand?!"

"I did."

Rose purposely didn't answer the second question. The men in her family had no conscious…no morals. They did have a heart which is a very controversial topic in New York that is still being argued about.

"No you didn't!"

Rosalie crossed her arms and glared into her father's eyes. Frank rested his hand on his son's shoulder to calm him down.

"Just…go to your room." Tony sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.