Ch. 13
As the night continued on, the more awake I became. I just couldn't seem to get to sleep.
Emmett and I had talked for a little while, but he sounded so exhausted, that I pretended to fall asleep, because he needs his rest.
So now here I sit in the darkness thinking of what is going to happen. I could stay with Emmett, and be happy with him.

Or I could leave and never look back, like I did with my past.
What should I do though? Should I leave or stay?
So many questions are littered throughout my mind, each individual one is begging for an answer.

My tears have long dried, but more formed and threatened to fall down my face.

I wish I could read into the future; to see what if held for me. No matter if it was good or not, I would like to know my fate. But when have I not wanted to see my future, what person hasn't ever wondered or wanted to know about what the future held in store for them. For all I know, I would keel over and die without a logical reason to explain it.

I groaned inside my head, suddenly wishing that I could see the future, my own future that is. It's just so frustrating! I want to know now dammit.

Good God, I sound so ridiculous! I should be thrown into a crazy nut house for the thoughts I'm having right now. That would be the right thing to do though, throw myself into the crazy house; maybe some professionals could inform me what the hell is wrong with me.

Is it wrong to fall in love with someone you know you can't have? If so, I have committed one of the worst things ever; if the answer to that question is yes. I've fallen hard and fast for a guy that totally turned my life upside down in a blink of an eye. But you know what? I don't regret a damn thing that I'm doing. People can go rot in hell if they want to tear me away from Emmett now. They're going to have to drag me away in chains to get me away; I won't go without some kind of a fight, that's a guarantee.

Emmett grumbled something in his sleep and flipped over all the sudden, shaking the whole bed as he did so. I stiffened up, fearing that I had awoken him. But when Emmett put his arm over my waist and pulled me roughly against him, then buried his face in the crook of my neck and his breathing got deep and even once again; I knew that he was asleep still.

I relaxed automatically against him, enjoying the warmth that he illuminated against my back. I looked at him over my shoulder, and smiled at the serene look on his beautiful face. My tears dried up, and that's when I made my decision.

I won't worry about the future, I'll cherish the moment that's occurring now; and I'll deal with the future events one by one as they come at me. Come one you bitches, give it the best you got; you're not going to discourage me you fates; because you can kiss my ass before I'll let you tear me away from Emmett.

Okay, note to self; in the future, make sure I'm dressed in the morning when I'm in bed with Emmett. He woke me up very rudely when morning came. He somehow thought it would be funny if he tickled in me in very inappropriate places. I was blushing tomato red all morning long.

We were in the kitchen when it was only 9'o clock; my face was still red. But I was sitting at Emmett's kitchen table, staring absentmindedly out the window as I listen to Emmett hum loudly to himself as he cooked us some scrambled eggs.

The snow outside was blowing in random patterns as the wind howled angrily and whistled against the house's roof. I was starting to rub my arms to in order to warm myself, but it just made my goose bumps even worse.

"Emmett…do you have a sweatshirt I could borrow?" I asked in a quiet voice.

He looked over his shoulder to look at me and smiled. "Yeah, you cold?" he asked.

I nodded at turned my attention back to the snow, trying to focus on anything but him at the moment.

"Aw man, we made it awkward didn't we?" Emmett sighed.

I jumped at the sudden closeness of his voice. He was standing directly next to me and had a look of concern on his face.

I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean 'we made it awkward'? Please tell me you weren't talking to your groin." I said.

He laughed and planted a chaste kiss on my forehead. "No Rose, I was not talking to my ding dong. I was talking to you." He said, arching an eyebrow at me.

I blushed deeply; good god, I cannot believe I asked him that. "So, then what did you mean by that then?" I asked.

He gave me a sad smile, his eyes becoming sad as well. "What I actually meant was that I feel like it's kind of awkward between us."

Awkward? He thought we're awkward now, really? I gave him a strange look and cocked my head to the side. "How is it awkward for you?" I asked curiously.

"Well isn't it awkward for you?" he asked, scrunching his eyebrows in confusion.

"No."

He blinked, obviously confused by my answer. "If you don't feel awkward… then why are you so quiet?" he asked.

I laughed, "I'm just thinking, spacing out, and day dreaming. I'm thinking about last night, what happened between us; I'm spacing out by watching the snow outside. It's really pretty. And I'm day dreaming. It's still early in the morning; you can't really blame me for being out of it."

He nodded in understanding, and a sly smile spread across his beautiful face. "Did you have fun last night with me?"

I nodded, "Yes, I actually did."

"That's good, I didn't hurt you did I?" he asked.

I shook my head and smiled warmly. "You were perfect Emmett, truly. You didn't hurt me at all." I said, stroking my hand down his arm.

He nodded, and knelt beside me, took my face in his hands, and pressed his lips against mine.

I opened my mouth for him on contact, and moaned at the taste of him. He tasted earthy and of Emmett; which was a totally strange taste that was totally indescribable, but it was incredible. His tongue was molten hot as it entered my mouth and intertwined with mine. He laced his fingers through my hair, and pulled my head back, so he could get better access to my mouth. He explored every area in my mouth, and didn't pull away until we were both breathless. The feeling of his lips on mine turned me on significantly. And that's never happened to me before, trust me I would know if I've ever felt like this before.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and all the sudden he picked me up and started to lower me to the floor. I could feel the iron hard length of him against me, and I couldn't wait to feel inside of me again.

Emmett laid me out on the floor and started to take off his pants, his eyes were crazy with need. I started frantically on my button, trying to work it through the hole. But no dice.

Right when we were about to get to the good part, there was a knock on the fucking door! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

"Emmett! Open your door before you do the hanky panky!"