Elizabeth POV
"It was so good to meet you guys! You totally have to come back soon! And bring that baby!" I yelled out the door as the pack and the girls drove off. They were the last ones to leave after the wedding. I shut the door and sighed, letting myself drop down until I was sitting on the floor leaning against the door.
I closed my eyes and just sat there, enjoying the silence. It was a very short lived silence.
"ELIZABETH!" Emmett roared. I must have jumped two feet off of the floor. A hard thing to do when you're sitting down with you legs straight out in front of you.
"What do you want Emmett?"
"I'm bored." Ugh. I was too tired to deal with a bored Emmett right now.
"Go find something to do then. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, I'm beat." I told him. I had already changed out of my dress and into sweatpants, but I was still exhausted and I needed to wash the hairspray out of my hair.
"Oh, come on, Liz. You just got your freedom back. The wedding is over. You can do whatever you want to again. I'm so bored an no one around here is any fun." He actually pouted.
"Unfortunately Emmett, I am half human, and I do need to sleep. So that means that you get all night to think up crap to get me grounded again. Have at it." I told him as I stood up and headed to the stairs. When he didn't say anything back I turned around and saw a look that scared the crap out of me. I knew that look. And when it was coming from Emmett that meant that we were both going to get in a lot of trouble, and soon. He was planning something. And the grin on his face told me it was going to be fun.
"No, Emmett. Whatever you're thinking about, NO. I'd like to go a week without being grounded please." I told him. He gave me a puppy dog look, or his "Jake Face" as I liked to call it.
"Don't look at me like that. Give me at least a week of peace and then I promise you can go all out, ok?" He just nodded and went to go play a video game or something. I don't really know. I went upstairs and washed the day off of me. I took the necklace that he gave me and set it down on the table next to my little fountain. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever gotten me.
I woke up and instead of hearing the normal chatter and noise that the house usually had, it was silent. I went downstairs without even changing out of my pajamas and tried to find someone. The first person I came across was of course, Emmett. He was watching some football game on the flatscreen.
"Where is everyone?" I asked.
"Your mom and Esme are out furniture shopping with Alice, your dad and Jasper are hunting again, and Carlisle is at the hospital." He told me without looking up. The family had bought Jake and Monster a house nearby as a wedding gift and the girls must have been out furniture shopping for it. I was glad they didn't ask me to come along.
"Ok." My stomach growled and I went to the kitchen to find something to make. I looked in the fridge and pulled out some eggs and cheese. An omelet sounded pretty good right now. Eggs were my favorite human food. Momma once told me that when she was pregnant she craved eggs. I thought it was funny.
I bent down to get a pan from underneath the sink when I felt someone come up behind me. I jumped up and nailed my head on the ledge of the granite countertop. It hurt like hell and I could smell that I was bleeding. Great.
"Shit Emmett. What the hell did you do that for?" I yelled. My head was really starting to hurt now.
"Christ, I'm sorry. Crap. Here let me look at it." He said as he lifted me up onto the counter before I could protest.
"Emmett I'm bleeding, go away." I growled at him. He just gave me that Are-You-Stupid look.
"I don't want to drink your blood dorko." He told me as he rolled his eyes. I swear he could be a girl sometimes.
"Is it bad?" I asked him. I yelped when he poked it.
"What the hell Emmett. Don't poke it!" I shrieked. That didn't help make my head feel better.
He walked over to the sink and got a paper towel wet. He brought it over to me and started to wipe the blood away. It was starting to feel better.
"You're such a wimp. It's already starting to heal. See?" He told me.
"No actually I can't see Emmett." I said. I was in a bad mood and he knew it.
"Want me to kiss it and make it all better?" He asked, talking like a baby. He was making fun of me.
"Yes." I said, going along with it.
He kissed my head gently, making sure not to hurt me, but his lips lingered a little bit longer than I expected.
He took a deep breath and then kissed my nose. I could feel his cold lips on my skin and when he pulled away I felt like I would die from the loss of contact.
He trailed his lips from my nose to my cheek and I could feel myself blushing as my heart rate and breathing picked up.
He pulled back and looked in my eyes. He obviously saw something he liked and then he brought his lips to mine. My senses went wild. All I could smell was him, all I could feel were his lips on mine.I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my entire world disappeared and the only thing that I could make sense of was the fact that he was kissing me. His lips were so smooth and cold and fit mine like they were made to be there. It was sweet and he pulled away suddenly, a look of shock across his face. Shit. What had we just done?
He looked into my eyes and I could tell he was thinking the same thing. He rested his head on mine and I didn't even care that he was hitting my cut.
"Please." I whispered. "Please don't tell me that was wrong." I begged for him to agree with me. It didn't feel wrong and we had just crossed a line that I knew we could never go back to. I didn't want this to ruin our friendship, and if this was going to turn into something more, I didn't want to ruin that either.
He didn't answer right away and I could feel the tears start to build up behind my eyes. Oh god what had we done?
I opened my mouth to say something but before I could get it out he was gone.
He ran off.
And left me here. On the counter. Alone.
I couldn't breathe. Nothing else mattered anymore. Everything I had was over now. I just let the tears fall and curled up into a ball, still lying on the counter.
Emmett POV
I walked into the kitchen to see what she was doing. I was still bored and had thought up a long list of stupid shit we could do. It was all going to get us both in massive amounts of trouble, but it was going to be fun.
She was bent over, looking for something under the sink, with her butt sticking up in the air. I wanted to reach out and squeeze it. NO! Cold showers, Dead puppies, Jasper naked in a snowstorm, Jasper naked in a snowstorm.
That seemed to do the trick and all thoughts of grabbing her ass had passed. For now.
She must have heard me, because she shot up like a bat outa hell and cracked her head on the countertop. It sounded like it hurt, and it looked like it hurt. I could smell the blood and then I knew it hurt.
"Shit Emmett. What the hell did you do that for?" She yelled.
"Christ, I'm sorry. Crap. Here let me look at it." I picked her up and set her on the counter. It wasn't really that bad. I mean it was better than the last time she got hurt, but it still looked painful.
"Emmett I'm bleeding, go away." She growled. It was cute. It was like a mini vampire growl. I looked at her like she was stupid though. She may have smelled great, (raspberries and rain, actually) but I didn't want to drink her. She had enough vampire in her to make her blood quite unappetizing.
"I don't want to drink your blood dorko." I told her, rolling my eyes. She was so ditsy sometimes.
"Is it bad?" She asked. I don't know, let's see. I reached up and poked it with my finger. She yelped. Yep guess it still hurts.
"What the hell Emmett. Don't poke it!" Such a drama queen.
I walked over to the sink and got a paper towel wet to clean her up. The blood was starting to clot and I'm sure if she could see herself right now she would freak out. I wiped the blood away from her face and got a good look at the cut. It was tiny, she was just a bleeder I guess.
"You're such a wimp. It's already starting to heal. See?" I told her.
"No actually, I can't see." Wow, great comeback Liz. I have failed her once again. She should be much more witty than that. She was acting like a baby, so I was going to treat her like one.
"Want me to kiss it and make it better?" I told her.
"Yes." She said using the same voice I had.
I leaned over and kissed her head. It was nice. I felt a jolt of electricity and took a deep breath. This was not a normal kiss.
I moved on to her nose and laughed in my head. Even her nose was sexy. I trailed my lips over to her cheek and could feel her blush on my lips. She was enjoying this too.
I took a step back and looked into her eyes. If she wanted me to stop now was the time to say so. I saw nothing but eagerness in her expression and pressed my lips to hers gently. I could taste her on my lips and never wanted to stop. She was so soft and warm, all I could focus on was her. I forgot everyone else. It was just us two in the world. I had never felt so complete since Rosalie was here. ROSALIE! FUCKING HELL!
I pulled away from her. What the hell was I doing. I had completely forgotten about Rose! I couldn't be with Liz. I was such an asshole!
I looked at her and she looked like she was ready to cry. I leaned my forehead on hers, trying to sort things out in my brain.
"Please." I heard her whisper. "Please don't tell me that was wrong." She was begging. I could hear her start to choke up. Shit. Was this wrong? It didn't feel wrong. But I couldn't do this. I loved Rosalie. Liz was my best friend. But I loved her too. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't stand to see her hurting, and I didn't know if I could make her feel better right now, so I ran away like the fucking chicken shit that I am.
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(A/N): A big CONGRATS to Maxlight5396 for being the 100th person to review!! And thanks to everyone else who reviewed. I got the most reviews ever for that last chapter. I really and truly appreciate every single one of them. You'll have to forgive Emmett, He's got a real potty mouth.
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