"Do you know how proud we are of you two?" Ella asked, handing her daughter a bouquet of roses, "You both never cease to amaze me. I am honestly proud to call myself your mother. I am just so proud of you two! Do you understand that?"
"Yes mom." Jasper replied, watching his sister sniff her flowers.
"No you don't." Ella responded, shaking her head, "You two just graduated!"
"Picture time!" Lucia hollered, handing Mario her camera, "First me and my graduates!"
Emmett stood in the distance, watching his girlfriend and her family take pictures. After Lucia took pictures with Rose and Jasper, their parents stepped in for photos. He pulled the hat further down his head, to shade his eyes. He couldn't afford for anyone to spot him.
"I'm not leaving." Emmett growled, hearing footsteps approach him.
Emmett ignored the rest of the Romano family. If he paid any attention to them, it would drive him crazy. It would make him want to kill Tony and everyone else who associates themselves with the Romanos. He hated seeing how happy Antonio Romano is. He should be angry and upset. He shouldn't be happy. A small part of Emmett wanted to wipe that smile off of his face, but that would cause the smile on Rose's face to be wiped off as well.
"I suggest you do." Paolo remarked, watching the twins and Frank take pictures, "Tony might see you."
"He won't." he said, positively, unfolding his arms.
He loved being in love, but he hated being in love with a Romano. They stood for everything his family hated. I guess you can't choose who you fall in love with, just like you can't choose your family.
"I saw you." Paolo reminded, observing Frankie and Ronnie stepping in to take a picture with their niece and nephew, "If I can spot you, Tony and Frank sure can as well."
Rosalie and Jasper took photos with each family member. Ella snapped a few pictures of Rose and Lauren, as Alice, Bella and Edward approached their friends.
"Okay, I want pictures of the graduates!" Ella asserted, scooting her children and their friends together.
As she snapped photos of the graduates, their parents approached. Cynthia stuck close to her husband as the other parents followed suit. Esme wouldn't allow the Romanos to frighten her. She wouldn't give them that satisfaction.
"You all look great!" Ella complimented, snapping photos of the graduates, "Parents step in."
Esme quickly looked to her husband. She didn't want them having her picture in their hands. It already frightened her that they had Edward's, and now they wanted hers.
"I don't think that's a good idea." Cynthia whispered, as Renee and Esme nodded in agreement.
"Come on Mom." Bella spoke up, patting Renee's shoulder.
"We should be leaving." Renee replied, grabbing her daughter's hand, "Relatives are waiting."
"Please." Ella said, handing her mother the camera, "I'm asking nicely."
Renee looked to Charlie. She really didn't want a picture with any Romano, whether they are a graduate or the parent. If their last name is Romano, she didn't want anything to do with them.
"We really should be leaving." Charlie voiced in agreement, pushing his family in the opposite direction.
"She's asking you nicely." Tony muttered, firmly.
"I guess we can take a couple." Gregory said, earning a smack to the gut from his wife.
Emmett continues to watch the graduation pictures being taken. The thought of leaving didn't even occur to him. He wasn't going to leave until he got Rose to notice him. She was taking pictures with her brother, friends, parents and their parents. He smiled as he watched her smile.
She could feel someone's eyes on her. As her grandmother took pictures, her eyes roamed the surrounding graduates and their families. She scanned through the crowd and spotted Emmett. Her smile grew wider as he realized she noticed him. Emmett waved at her. He accepted her bright smile as her wave back since she couldn't in front of her parents.
"I'm already keeping this a secret from my boss!" Paolo shouted, clenching his fists angrily, "You're not making this easy!"
Rosalie's smile faltered when her eyes drifted over to Paolo. She didn't notice him at first. He seemed uneasy. She didn't like it. When Paolo is anxious, anything can happen. She feared the worst, especially since Emmett and her father are within the same range.
"Alright, I'll leave." He sighed, quickly glancing at Paolo.
His eyes lingered on her. He didn't want to leave, but Paolo was right.
"Emmett!" Paolo hollered, snapping Emmett back to reality.
"Alright!" he remarked, giving Rose a small smile, "I'm going!"
Emmett slowly walked away. He could feel Paolo's eyes burning into the back of him.
"Don't ever show your face when Tony is around." He ordered, watching Emmett abruptly stop.
"Okay…" he agreed, turning to face Paolo, "Thanks."
"I'm not doing this for you, so don't let that thought get into your head." He declared, approaching the young Montez, "I'm doing this for Rose and the sooner she drops your ass, the better."
Emmett nodded his head and continued his quest towards the parking lot. He didn't let Paolo get to him. He was her previous guard. She loved him like a father. Emmett could deal with Paolo, and he could deal with Emmett. They both loved Rose. That was something strong they had in common.
Rosalie watched Emmett until he completely disappeared. The smile on her lips faltered as she realized he was gone. The smile came right back when her cell phone vibrated. He texted her.
"No wait!" Carlisle shouted, watching the tow truck driver hook his car up, "That's my car!"
"Sorry you parked in a no parking zone." Evan informed, pulling his work gloves off, "You can pick your car up later."
"It's my son's graduation-" Carlisle started to explain, before the shake of Evan's head cut him off.
"I'm sorry." He replied, pulling his truck keys out.
Edward hated seeing his father upset. He looked to his mother to see if she was going to do anything, but she usually lets Carlisle handle this type of stuff. Next he looked to Rosalie. He knew she couldn't do anything, but her father could.
"Dad." Rose whispered, nudging her father's side.
Tony glanced down at her and followed her eyes. She looked from him to Evan. He sighed. Her pleading eyes spoke to him when her voice didn't.
"Give him a break." Tony spoke up, approaching Evan.
Rosalie and Jasper weren't surprised when their entire surroundings fell quiet. She glanced at everyone and saw them watching her father. They weren't taking any chances.
"Not again." Rose whispered, covering her face, "Dad just forget about it. It's okay."
That was the last thing on Tony's mind. He already started. It wasn't in his DNA to back down.
"Unhook his car." Tony growled, feeling his wife slide her hand in his, "Give it back to him."
"I can't." Evan mumbled, staring down at the ground.
Carlisle watched the scene play out. He was actually amazed. Antonio Romano had everyone on their toes. This entire city and state is afraid of him. He couldn't understand how that came to be. Esme, on the other hand, didn't like what she was seeing. This wasn't the way of going about getting something done. She hated men like Tony.
"You can." He responded, grinning menacingly, "If you do it, I'll let you leave," he paused, observing Evan's reaction, "If I have to do it, I'm going to find you and you will have to answer to me. One way or another, Mr. Cullen is driving off of this lot in his car."
Evan glanced from Tony and over to Ella. She was just as intimidating as her husband. Frank nodded his head to support his son as Lucia smirked evilly at him. Evan backed away from the family and quickly unhooked Carlisle's car. He would rather answer to his boss. None of this was worth it.
"Thank you." Carlisle whispered, smiling back at Edward and Esme.
"Don't mention it."
Rosalie approached her father and pecked his cheek. He didn't have to do that for Carlisle, but he did. That was all that matters. She didn't care how he went about doing it, as long as it got done. Esme wasn't happy though. She appreciated Carlisle getting his car back, but not the way it happened. Evan was just doing his job. Her husband should have just paid attention to where he was parking.
"Come on. We should go before something bad happens." Esme spoke up, grabbing her son's hand, "Come on Carlisle."
"Nothing bad is going to happen." Jasper asserted, watching Edward embarrassingly slide his hand out of his mother's.
Esme quickly looked at Jasper. He didn't understand the ordinary people. He didn't get the fears coursing through all of their veins.
"Can you guarantee that?" She snapped, crossing her arms, "I'm not judging any of you. It's just bad things and drama seems to follow all of you around."
"Ma'am I-" Tony started, getting cut off by Renee.
Esme seemed a little taken aback that he referred to her as ma'am. Tony may have been raised to take over his father's business, but Lucia instilled manners in him. She made sure to have him be somewhat human.
"I'm not trying to be rude, but Esme is right. You all bring trouble. This is a joyous occasion. Why did you even show up?" Renee questioned, pulling her arm out of her daughter's hold.
Bella was trying to pull her parents' away. She didn't want anything to happen to them. Bella knew Rose and Jasper, but she didn't know their parents. All she knew about them was the rumors that go around town.
"For someone not trying to be rude, you sure did come off that way. We're here for the same reason you all are." Lucia spoke up, pushing her way towards Renee.
Lucia usually didn't get into the conversation, but she didn't appreciate it. They had every right to be here. Her grandchildren just graduated from high school. How dare Renee try to take this happiness away from them?
"Let's just go Esme…" Carlisle trailed off, trying to lead his wife away, "My parents are waiting by the car."
"Carlisle, they can't just get away with bullying people!" Esme exclaimed, putting her foot down, "I'm tired of this!"
"We aren't bullying anyone!" Frank growled, clenching his fists.
Frank had no morals. Compared to his father, Tony was a saint. Frank grew up in a household with no womanly figure. His mother died young and he had no sisters. All he knew was what his father taught him. He had nothing against anyone, until they gave him a reason to have something against them. The only people he wouldn't hurt for sure, is his family. Everyone else, regardless of age, race and gender, were all equal. If they could dish it out, then he best believes that they can take it.
"You bullied that tow truck driver!" Cynthia reminded, voicing her opinion from behind her husband.
"To help out Esme's husband." Ella added in, approaching Alice's mother.
Ella found it amusing. Cynthia had something to say, but chose to say it hiding behind Gregory. She couldn't take anything this woman says seriously. It was all a joke.
"That's still not right." Renee growled, stepping beside Cynthia.
Ella's hands twitched at her side. Did they expect her to cower behind her husband? Renee and Cynthia stood, shoulder to shoulder, with their heads held high. Ella wasn't taller than them, but she could hold her own. Tony knew that. He wasn't worried.
"Look," she sighed, trying to calm down, "I understand we aren't good people. We may steal, threaten and kill to get what we want, but no sin is greater than the other. How dare you all judge us as if you live your lives sin free? None of you are saints, so stop acting so god damn righteous!"
Rosalie has seen her mother upset, but not this upset. Ella clenched her fists up, before unclenching them. She turned on her heel and stormed off. The other graduates and their families quickly moved to give Ella a pathway.
"Leave." Tony spat, glancing down at his gun holster, "Now."
Tony could be nice, but that didn't happen too often. He didn't like it when people messed with his family, especially his wife and children. Ella usually can hold her own, but when she can't that's his time to step in. Renee pushed her husband forward. She figured since he was a cop, Tony couldn't or wouldn't hurt him.
"We have every right to be here."
Tony smirked and applauded Charlie's bravery. Tony's has hurt cops before. Nothing and no one could stop him unless he was dead and buried in the ground.
"Not if you want to continue breathing…"
Charlie was brave, but he wasn't that brave.
"Let's go." He responded, pushing his wife forward.
"You just proved us right." Renee spat, rolling her eyes at the family.
"You proved us right too." Tony agreed, as Charlie continued to pull his wife.
"Right about what?" Cynthia wondered, pulling Alice towards her and away from Jasper.
"Everyone doesn't deserve niceness." He answered, scanning the crowd for his wife, "Get out of here."
Cynthia wrapped her arm around Alice's shoulders and basically pushed her away. She didn't want her and Jasper saying goodbye to each other. Gregory followed right behind his wife and daughter.
"Thank you Mr. Romano." Carlisle whispered, watching Esme and Edward walk off.
Tony couldn't help the smile tugging at his lips. It didn't make sense to him. Yes, he has smiled before, but not because of someone thanking him.
"You're…you're welcome."
Those words being directed at someone who isn't family felt weird. Tony brushed his hand over his lips as his eyes glanced towards his children. Jasper was waving to Alice and Rosalie was texting someone on her cell phone.
"Carlisle!" Esme shouted, turning around to notice he isn't behind her.
"Coming dear!"
The shout of Esme's voice, snapped Tony back into reality. He scanned the crowd but still couldn't find his wife.
"Where's Ella?"
Lucas pointed to his mother standing a few feet away. She was sitting on a bench, with her fingers intertwined, and her legs crossed.
"You let them get to you." Tony informed, approaching his wife.
"No I didn't." she remarked, avoiding eye contact with him.
"Rosella." He mumbled, taking a seat next to her.
"Antonio." She stated, glancing up to meet his eyes.
Tony stares at her and smirks. He was a completely different man around her. She was the love of his life…the mother of his children. She was the only one who really saw him like this.
"Fine!..." she exclaimed, scooting closer to him, "I did. They just really pissed me off! They don't know us Antonio! I hate it when people assume that they do!"
Rosalie tucked her cell phone back into her purse. Her feet began hurting from her standing in the heels for so long. She skimmed the crowd and spotted her parents. Rose always wanted something like what they have. Usually people don't see this side of her parents. Tony sat close to Ella, with his arm draped around her shoulders. He pressed a kiss to the side of her head. She looked up into his brown eyes and smiled.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked, eyeing the gun strapped to his hip, jokingly, "Give me your orders."
Ella laughed loudly and smacked her husband's chest. He stood and rubbed his muscular abdomen.
"Where did you go?" Frank questioned, noticing Paolo approach the group.
"Bathroom." He answered, tucking his hands into his front pockets.
"Where are we going to eat?" Lauren wondered, impatiently, tapping her foot.
"I know this great Mexican restaurant!" Rose spoke up, tucking her cell phone into her purse.
"No." Tony quickly answered, rejoining the family.
"Why not?" she questioned, turning to face her father.
"You know how I feel about that food." He growled, holding tightly onto his wife's hand.
"No. You haven't even given it a chance!" she exclaimed, looking to her mother for back up.
"I for one would love to try it." Ella inserted, throwing her arm around Rose's shoulders, "It's something new."
"Me too!" Bianca added in.
Tony tapped his foot and stuffed his hands into his front pockets. They weren't thinking clearly. This wasn't just any food they're talking about.
"This is not your decision." He informed, looking between each family member, "Jasper where do you want to eat?"
Rosalie glanced at her brother with pleading eyes. She needed his support. She needed him to back her up.
"I don't mind." He sighed, shrugging his shoulders, "I would actually like to try it."
"Then it's settled!" Lucia exclaimed, clasping her hands together.
"No it's not." Frank argued, turning to face his wife.
"It's their decision." Ella reminded, pulling her son towards her and Rose, "It's been made."
Tony couldn't argue with his wife. Well, he could, but he didn't feel like it. Why not go? It wouldn't hurt. It's only a Mexican restaurant, not the house of the Montez Mafia. Rosalie glanced down at the text Emmett sent her earlier. He was already there. He was most likely hiding out in the bathroom. Her father couldn't see him. None of her family could see him, because if they did all hell would break loose.
Lauren turned to her best friend and smiled. Rose was grinning ear to ear. This was the restaurant her and Emmett went to on their first date. They doubled dated with Tyler and Lauren. Tony slammed his door shut as he approached the side walk. The door dinged as they entered. Waiters, waitresses and guests stopped doing what they were doing to give the family their undivided attention.
Tony, Frank, Frankie, Ronnie and Lucas made it obvious that they didn't want to be here. The restaurant resumed and a waiter came over to take them to their seats. A look of disgust covered everyone's faces, except for Rosalie and Lauren. On the inside, Ella really didn't want to be here. She only agreed because it would have made Rose happy. Jasper really did want to try it, but it felt weird to do so. The guards even looked uncomfortable. They were walking on egg shells. They didn't trust this place.
"Daddy, please give this place a chance!" Rose pleaded, giving him a cute pout, "Please."
Tony's mouth was pulled together. He would never come to a place like this. He was prepared to comment back to what she said, but the look on his wife's face changed his mind. Her mouth was straight and seriousness covered her eyes.
"Fine." He sighed, picking up the menu.
The drinks were ordered and so were their meals. Rosalie mostly did the ordering for her family. Tony didn't know what he liked. Rose ordered what she thought they would enjoy. Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She automatically knew it was Emmett. He was growing impatient waiting for her to come inside the restroom.
"Be right back." She called out, rising from her seat, "I'm heading to the restroom."
Lauren knew what was up and winked at her. Rose always kept her in the loop. She wouldn't know what to do without her best friend. Lauren was more than her best friend actually, she was her sister.
"Be quick!" Tony ordered, tapping his fingers anxiously on the table, "I don't trust this place."
Rosalie couldn't help but smile. She knew it would take time, but she saw some improvement in her father. Years ago, her dad would have never stepped foot in a Mexican restaurant. Now, he really didn't want to be here, but he was. That was all that matters.
She turned on her heels and pranced back over to her father. Rose leaned over his shoulder and pressed a kiss to the side of his head.
"You're greying." She stated, wiping the lipstick mark off of his temple.
"Don't you have to go to the bathroom." He spat, watching her roll her eyes.
Rosalie smiled joyously and headed to the restroom. She gets to the door and sees it open. He pulls her inside and lets the door go. Out of impatience, Emmett pulls her into the handicapped stall and locks it.
"You don't know how beautiful you looked in that cap and gown!" he murmurs against her lips.
"Stop talking." She growled, biting down onto his bottom lip.
His hands began to wildly search her as the kiss progressed. If she allowed Emmett to have his way, they would have been having sex in the middle of a handicapped stall. Before too much progressed, she pulled away.
"I'm going to Seattle University." He spoke up, changing the conversation.
"You decided." She whispered, adjusting her dress.
The nod of Emmett's head backs up her statement. He's going to Seattle University. That is around forty-five minutes away.
"When did you apply there?" she asked, correcting his shirt.
"A while ago…the letter came in the mail yesterday." He stated, feeling her hands press down on his chest.
"I'm happy for you." She replied, watching his hands cover hers, "I've decided to go to the University of Miami."
She looked up into his eyes and smiled. They were like an old couple. They act like a couple out of a romance novel.
"I don't know how I'm going to go so long without you."
Emmett's comment causes all sorts of romance novels and movies to flash through her head. If you look at him, you would think he was the romantic type, but some of the things Emmett says, is just…
"Let's not talk about that." She asserted, pulling her hands away from his chest, "I leave in September. We have time."
Tony sat impatiently at the table. Their drinks arrived, but he didn't take a sip. He looked around the table to see who would take the first sip. No one wanted to take the first drink. He couldn't help but laugh.
"What's taking Rose so long?" he asked the table, noticing Lauren pick her glass up to drink.
No one answered his question. The only way he could get an answer is to go see for himself. Tony slid his chair back and stood up.
"I can go!" Lauren voiced, slamming her cup back down.
"No, I don't trust this place or these people." Tony remarked, loud enough for everyone to hear, "I'll go."
Lauren, knowing Tony for most of her life, knew he wasn't going to back down. She pulled out her cell phone and sent Rose a quick text. Paolo watched Lauren's fingers type quickly along the keyboard of her phone. It hit him. He knew what was taking Rose so long.
"Boss, want me to go?" Paolo asked, rising from the table.
"No, enjoy your meal," he started, glancing down at the dishes, "or at least try to."
Paolo looked to Lauren. He needed to be assured. She nodded her head and stuffed her phone back into her pocket.
"Rose!" Tony shouted, entering the bathroom door.
When he yelled, his Italian accent came out. Emmett stood on the toilet seat and ducked. Curse words muttered in his head as he thought of Tony sending hit men out to kill his grandmother. Now that he heard his voice, he could imagine it. He could imagine the order. Emmett used every fiber of his being to not open the handicapped stall and pounce on Rose's father.
"Rosalie!" Tony hollered, lowering his head to glance at the feet under each stall.
"Dad, what are you doing in here?" Rose asked, flushing the toilet.
"You took too long." He asserted, pouting as he glanced around the restroom, "I came to check on you."
"Well I'm fine!" she proclaimed, glancing up at Emmett to make sure he stays quiet, "I'll be out in a minute. Please leave."
"Alright." He responded, making his way to the door, "The food is here. Hurry up!"
Emmett hopped down after hearing Tony's departing footsteps. Rose sadly turned around to face her boyfriend.
"I have to go."
"No you don't." he muttered, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"If I don't leave, my dad will come back and he won't leave until I go."
Emmett pulled away and slammed his hand against the wall. Rose jumped at the loud sound his hand made when making contact.
"Your dad's an-" he started.
"Watch it." She growled, approaching him, "He's still my dad."
Emmett looked up through pained eyes. He hated this. He hated all of this.
"You're right." He whispered, sliding his hand off of the wall, "I'm sorry."
She knew it was hard. Rose was going through the same thing. The only difference is she didn't purposely come to see Emmett when he was with his family. He had more restraint than she did. She wouldn't have been able to hold back if she saw Luis. Most likely she wouldn't make within five feet of him before his guards take her down.
Emmett's hurt filled eyes looked at her. He could see she was thinking. He wasn't going to ask what about. A small tear slipped out of her eye and made its way down her cheek.
"Babe-" he muttered, pulling her head to his chest.
She silently cried into his chest. They were being stupid. This whole relationship was pointless. In the end, they could never be together. He hates her father. She hates his. Her family hates his family and his hates her. That's not a good foundation to build a relationship on.
Emmett tilted her head up and pressed his lips against hers. He wanted to enjoy the time they could spend together. It was soft and sensual. It wasn't rushed. He was practically making love to her mouth. Her father slipped out of her head as his hands caressed her waist.
"Emmett." She whispered against his lips.
"No." he replied, fighting the struggle of her pulling away.
"I really have to go"
Emmett knew she was right. She had to leave before her father came back. He placed a hand on each side of her face and kissed her forehead. He couldn't lose her.
"You graduated. I graduate next week." He said, releasing her, "Let's meet up Saturday and celebrate."
"Where?" she asked, unlocking the stall door.
"Our place."
"Our place." Rose repeated, stopping a few feet from the door, "And what do you think is going to happen at our place?"
"You already know." Emmett stated, flashing a dimpled grin.
Rosalie exited the bathroom and wrapped her arms around her waist. She forgot to check her appearance. Hopefully, she still looks presentable. As she approached the table, Paolo caught her eye. He was upset. This was hard for him. He hated lying to Tony. He's never lied to him a day in his life, and now to protect her and her boyfriend, he broke his morals. Rosalie took a seat and felt her dad and Lauren grab her hand.
"About time." Lauren whispered, bowing her head, "We were waiting for you."
They closed their eyes and bowed their head. As Lucia's voice filled the table, Rose opened an eye open. She watched as Emmett quietly left the bathroom and went out the front door. The entire time her heart stopped beating and her palms grew sweaty. Amen floated around the table before everyone started to eat.
"You like it!" Rose exclaimed, positively, watching her father scarf his meal down.
"No." he growled, dropping his fork.
"Yes you do!"
"No I don't."
"Are you sure?"
"Rosalie!" Tony hollered, giving her his signature look, "I'm sure."
"I think-" Ella started, before Tony turned to face her.
His look cut her off. Tony was not about to be made a fool of. He didn't care if they didn't think him admitting the truth was foolish or not, he wasn't going to do it.
"Go ahead mom." Rose pushed on, earning a look from her father.
"I think it's pretty good." Ella replied, taking another bite into her food.
"Me too." Jasper agreed, dropping his straw into his drink.
"Nobody asked you." He growled, slowly picking his fork back up.
Rosalie could only smile at her father. She knew him enough. He liked the food.
"Come on dad. Loosen up." Jasper asserted, nudging his father with his elbow, "You hate the Mexican mafia, you don't have to hate the food."
"What do you think?" Lauren piped up, causing Paolo to quickly look at her.
He was on edge ever since the whole Rose and Emmett thing. Lauren knew too. Every time she opened her mouth to speak, he got nervous. If the truth came out, he and Lauren would have to suffer…not Rosalie and maybe not Emmett. His father would protect him.
"Come on Tony." Ella added, reaching her hand across the table to pat his, "What do you think?"
"Be honest." Bianca remarked, as Lucia nodded to back her up.
Tony sighed and dropped the fork again. He didn't like to be questioned. They knew this already.
"I don't like it."
"Be honest." Jasper repeated, seeing right through his father.
"He said he doesn't like it." Frank spoke up, jumping into the conversation, "He has no reason to lie. It's not good food!"
Lucia gripped her husband's hand tighter as she gave her son a look. Paolo watched the scene play out. Frank quieted himself as his wife held his hand. Lucia is the most powerful if you really think about it. She has Frank and her sons wrapped around her little finger. Frank would bend over backwards to keep her happy.
"Fine, it's not that bad." Tony muttered, picking the fork back up, "How did you even hear about this place? When did you even try Mexican food?"
Rosalie blinked her eyes quickly. Emmett was the one who brought her here. It was during their double date with Tyler and Lauren. It was the first day they ever went out together.
"I…uh…" she mumbled, looking to Lauren for help.
"I took her here!" Lauren spoke up, earning Paolo's undivided attention.
"Lauren." Frank whispered, turning in his chair to face her, "Why? You know how we feel. You know our views."
Lauren glanced down at her hands. She looked over at her father to see if she would get any help from him. He knew she was covering for Rose.
"Rose wanted to try something new." Lauren lied, shrugging her shoulders.
Lauren was always good at thinking on the spot. It was one of her many talents. Rose sighed to herself after Lauren's quick thinking.
"You couldn't take her to get Thai food or something?" Ronnie questioned in disbelief, "You decided to take her to get Mexican food out of everything?"
Rosalie didn't expect her uncle to jump into the conversation and neither did Lauren. They thought her response would have been the end of conversation.
"I didn't think about that…" Lauren trailed off, noticing everyone at the table staring at her.
"That's right." Frankie remarked, crossing his muscular arms, "You don't think!"
"Uncle Frankie!" Rose shouted, rising from the table, "That's enough!"
"How could you not know Emmett was a Montez?!" he yelled, slamming his fist down onto the table, "You go to the same school as him! You dated his best friend! All of this could have been avoided if you would have just thought!"
"That's enough!" Paolo hollered, standing up.
"Paolo, shut it." Tony growled, looking at him to sit down.
"All of you!" Rose called out, slamming both her hands down onto the table, "Stop!"
It was like Rose's voice was going through one of their ears and out of the other. Lauren was basically a part of the family even though she wasn't blood. Rosalie would have never thought they would turn against her.
"Your ignorance put my niece in danger." Ronnie growled, snatching the check off of the table.
"I'm sorry." Lauren whispered, bowing her head in shame.
"It's not her fault!" Rose hollered, placing her hand on Lauren's shoulder, "This is ridiculous! It's just Mexican food! What is the fucking deal?!"
A/N: Just to let you all know, Mafia Wars, isn't your average roller coaster ride. It isn't even close to being over. Also, to make up for the length of the last chapter, I made this one extra longer. Hope you enjoyed! See you all next Sunday!
-Rachel.
-Rachel.