A/N: As promised, I have this chapter posted before Thursday.
If you already read and reviewed when I originally posted this, the first half is exactly the same.
I separated where the first part of this chapter ends and the second part begins if you want to just want to skip to the second half.
This ended up being longer than I wanted, but it's the final chapter so it's ok!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything associated with Stephenie Meyer's characters
Emmett's POV
I woke up Saturday morning and I still felt sick. Friday seemed like it was more than 24 hours long. Between James giving me the cold shoulder, coming out to my coach and the whole school, trying to study for Physics… it was extremely long and eventful. I looked at my phone and I saw that I didn't have any missed calls. I expected that James would call or even send me a short, cryptic text message. I was going to call him later to set up our date. Maybe the date is what had James acting so strangely. Maybe he was just scared or really nervous. Maybe my actions were confusing him. I will admit that my feeling for him changed rather quickly. I was in denial about my feelings for him, then I accepted my homosexuality and came out. I just hoped that he could understand how much freer I felt not having to hide who I was anymore. I knew what I liked and didn't have to feel guilty about it anymore. James had been pursuing me for a while, maybe I didn't live up to his fantasy. I'd lay in bed all day coming up with theories so I decided to go downstairs. I saw my cousins talking, but they stopped as soon as I entered the kitchen.
"Hey!" They said in unison and I knew that something was up.
"What are you two not telling me?" I accused.
"You're so paranoid, there's nothing that we need to tell you," Kate explained.
"Whatever. So how was the party?" I asked and I noticed the worried glances that Kate and Jasper shot each other.
"It was ok. It was a party, it wasn't any different from the other ones," Jasper sounded nonchalant.
"Something happened at that party. Whatever it is you can tell me," I made sure to soften my tone.
"Nothing happened, Emmett. Relax. You're so tense," Kate noted.
"Of course I'm tense, my "boyfriend" was acting like a total ass yesterday," I spat.
"Cut him some slack, ok? You don't know what was going on with him," Kate defended.
I made myself a bowl of cereal and went back upstairs into my room. I showered after I ate and I looked at the clock; it was only 4:00. I wasn't going to call James for at least 2 more hours. I'd never been so anxious to talk to anyone before. I wanted James to apologize to me; I wanted to apologize to him. I wasn't exactly sure what I should apologize for, it just seemed like I should. I was extremely tired; it was exhausting having so many thoughts going in my head all at once. I decided that I needed to take a nap to ease my mind. It was 6:30 when I woke up and there were no missed calls from James. I called him and there was no answer. I called him again and when I got no answer, I left him a voicemail message.
James' POV
I woke up in immense pain and the first people I saw were my parents and my cousin Riley. I heard a constant beeping noise and that's when I noticed the needle in my hand. I could barely remember the events from last night. I just remember that they landed me in the hospital where I was currently. I tried to move so I could sit up and I winced from the pain. My parents got up and they helped me sit up and get comfortable in my bed. They looked worried. My mom kissed me on my forehead and my father gently squeezed my shoulder.
"You should be getting some more pain medication in 20 minutes, can you wait that long or do I need to call your nurse?" I smiled at my mom Charlotte's frantic nature.
"I can wait 20 minutes," I answered, my voice low.
"I'm so glad that you woke up, sweetie. We thought that you might go into a coma," My mom said as the tears started to fall from her eyes.
"Please don't cry. I'm fine, I'm in pain, but I'm here, ok?" I tried to soothe my mother. I very slowly moved my hand to my mom's face to wipe her tears.
"So who did this? Whose ass do I have to kick?" My father, Peter seethed.
"Don't worry about it, I can handle it," I tried to remain calm.
"No, I will handle it. Just give me their names," My father demanded.
"Please don't make me tell you," I pleaded.
"Peter, leave him alone right now. Let him relax," My mom told my father and he backed down.
"You two should go get something to eat. I have something that I want to discuss with James anyway," Riley suggested.
My parents nodded in agreement. My mom kissed me one more time before she left with my father. Riley approached me after they exited. He pulled my phone out of his pocket and gave it to me. I raised my eyebrow in confusion (even raising my eyebrow was painful). I didn't even want to guess how terrible I looked; I felt horrible and disgusting. I looked at Riley again hoping that he would explain himself. I certainly wasn't in the mood for any phone calls. I wanted to get my pain medication and go back to sleep. The sleep was so deep that I didn't have dreams or nightmares in my case. My hand was getting tired from holding my phone and I couldn't even touch the keys without grimacing. Riley pressed a few buttons before holding the phone to my ear.
"Emmett left you a voicemail message," Riley explained.
"I can't…" I trailed off as tears escaped my eyes.
"Shh. Just listen James," He instructed me.
"No! I can't face him after what happened. He's going to hate me, he's going to think I'm tainted," I said between sobs.
"I doubt it, listen to him," He urged and I slowly nodded.
"James, are you ok? I just have a feeling that something happened. I'm really sorry if I've been sending you mixed messages. I like you, James… I mean I really like you. I'm really looking forward to our date; I'm actually quite nervous. Please call me back. I just need to hear your voice. Even if you want to cancel… I just need to know, ok? Take care," The sound of Emmett's voice on the recording made fresh tears appear.
"He likes you James, he's not going to judge you by what happened. You need to tell him," My cousin proposed.
"I can't. If he doesn't hate me for getting raped, he's going to hate me because it's my fault that he's going to get kicked off of the football team," I tried my hardest to get Riley to understand.
"I can't make you do anything, but I really think that you should tell him. If you don't… I'll still support your decision," I smiled at his words.
"Thanks," I could barely talk above a whisper.
I sighed and soon it was time to get some more pain medication. I was fast asleep in 5 minutes. I was sleeping peacefully; dreamlessly. There were no thoughts or memories of Paul and Jared. I wasn't thinking about my Emmett; the pain and the drama that I've caused him. He was the star QB and everything was going his way until I came into his life. He may not see it now, but he would eventually see that I was nothing but trouble for him. Paul and Jared opened my eyes and helped me see that I don't deserve Emmett; I'm not good enough for him.
Emmett's POV
My alarm clock didn't have to wake me up, I actually turned it off. I barely slept all weekend. I was very worried about James and it was hard to rest. I expected him to make some kind of contact with me. At least it was Monday so I would see him at school. I didn't count on James picking me up so it was back to being a chauffeur. I was actually going to let Jasper drive, I was too anxious. Fearing that I wouldn't be able to keep my breakfast down, I didn't eat. I took a quick shower and I got dressed. In true Emmett fashion, I grabbed the first two items that matched out of my closet. I had to wait on narcissistic Jasper and drama queen Kate to get ready. They finally got dressed and after picking up Alice and Garrett, we were at school. I searched the parking lot and there was no sign of James. He wouldn't diss school because he didn't want to see me, right? I didn't know what was worse, that or thinking that something was actually wrong with him. I took a deep breath and I shook my negative thoughts. My morning classes dragged on and it was finally lunchtime. As soon as I sat down, Alice squeezed my hand and she gave me a sympathetic look.
"I'm so sorry about—" Alice was interrupted by Jasper's fake, deliberate coughing.
"What are you sorry about?" I asked, ignoring Jasper.
"Oh um… nothing," She answered quickly, defensively.
Fuck! I knew that my cousins were hiding something from me. I'm a big boy, why do they feel that they have to protect me? I'm pretty sure that I could handle whatever news they felt the need to tell me. James' cousin Riley entered the cafeteria and I knew that he would tell me what was going on. Not only was he James' cousin, a teammate of mine, he was also my friend. I also knew that he wouldn't sugarcoat anything for me. He would tell me straight. If James wanted shit to do with me, he would tell me. I excused myself from the table and I approached Riley. He was thankfully alone when I caught up with him. I tapped him on his shoulder and when he looked at me, his expression changed. He looked…sad?
"Hey, Riley. Is your cousin ok?" I asked, feeling extremely awkward.
"No," He answered bluntly.
"What's wrong?" I tried to control the emotion in my voice.
"I really can't tell you all of the details, but he's at the hospital. You should really go see him, he might feel like telling you what happened," He went on to give me all of the necessary hospital details.
I went back to my table and gathered my belongings. I really didn't want to skip again, but I needed to go see James. I told my cousins that I would try my best to be back in time to pick them up. I told them to get a ride from Jacob or Seth though if I didn't make it. Not in the mood to walk leisurely, I jogged to my car. Luckily, the hospital was only 10 minutes away. I'm pretty sure that I got there in 5 minutes, though. I wanted to go to the gift shop before I went to see him. I pretty much spent my last few dollars on a teddy bear, a box of chocolates and a get well card; I thought that a bouquet of roses would be a little bit too gay. I tried to relax as much as I could as I approached James' room. I knocked on the door quietly and I walked in. I placed the items down on one of the tables before I looked at James. I couldn't see his face, but I could see the bruises that decorated his body. I was scared to see his beautiful face. Not knowing if he was sleeping, I gently tucked some of his hair behind his ears. He lazily looked up at me and I gasped. One of his eyes was swollen and black, he had numerous scars and I could tell that his lip was bleeding at one point. He timidly reached out to touch my hand and he smiled briefly. His smile quickly turned to anger.
"Riley!" He hissed.
"He only told me that you were in the hospital and that I should come see you. He said that you might tell me what happened," I explained and James' expression softened.
"It's enough that you're here, you didn't have to come baring gifts," His voice was soft.
"I know that I didn't have to, I wanted to," I clarified.
"I'm so sorry Emmett," James apologized and a lonely tear escaped.
Not caring that it was unorthodox, I took my shoes off and I got into the hospital bed with James. I pulled him as close as possible to me. He wept into my chest and I just ran my fingers through his hair, trying to soothe him. I ran my hand up and down his back and he started to calm down. The tears stopped and his breathing returned to normal. He kissed my hand and he looked at me with the most painful expression I'd ever seen. His physical and emotional state terrified me. James never looked so fragile and delicate to me before. I was used to hardcore, goes-after-what-he-wants James. I'd never seen him so vulnerable and broken. After a few minutes of silence I decided I wanted to and needed to know every single detail about what happened to him.
"Will you please tell me what happened?" I kept my voice low.
"You have to promise to not lose your cool and to not do something stupid," James' tone was severe.
"I don't know if I can promise that," I admitted.
"I won't tell you if you can't promise me that," He countered.
"Ok, I promise," I answered him.
"I thought I would be ok if I lost you, but I won't. Please don't leave me," James pleaded.
"I'm not leaving James, just tell me what happened," I soothed him and he nodded before tightly clutching my shirt.
"It started Friday morning when you went to go meet with your coach. Two of your teammates approached me and they told me to break up with you. They were explaining to me that your coach is extremely homophobic and he was going to kick you off of the team. They were blaming me, saying that it was my fault that you were gay. That's why I was acting how I was acting. I was trying to push you away, because I couldn't just break it off with you. They approached me at Embry's party and they were pissed when I told them that I didn't break up with you," He paused and took a deep breath.
"I'm honestly not sure if I want to know the rest, but please continue," I urged him and he grabbed my hand.
"It hurt so badly. They were rough and careless. I felt so disgusted. I hope you don't hate me. I did it for you… for us. I hope you don't see me as damaged goods," He finished his sentence and looked at me.
"Of course I don't see you as damaged goods and of course I don't hate you. You didn't do anything wrong. Those bastards are the ones that I hate, give me their names," I tried to mask my anger.
"Don't forget your promise. It was Paul and Jared," He replied.
"I should have fucking known those two assholes would do something. My coach doesn't have to worry about kicking me off of the team; I'm going to quit first thing in the morning," James looked shocked at my words.
"I'm beyond glad that you don't hate me," He whispered and I smiled.
"James, James, James, what am I going to do with you? I promise that I don't blame you for anything. When do you get to leave this place?" I asked.
"I'm getting discharged when my parents get off of work tonight. I'll be fine to drive and everything tomorrow," James answered.
"Good. So I guess we have to reschedule our date," I kissed him chastely as I finished my sentence.
"How does Friday sound?" He asked.
"Friday sounds great. I was thinking that maybe instead of going out, we should stay in. We could watch a movie at my place and I could cook," I suggested.
"Are you suggesting we stay in because I look hideous? And you cook?" James' expression changed from sad to surprised.
"You don't look hideous; I still think that you're beautiful. I actually don't cook, but I can blackmail my cousin Kate into cooking though," We both laughed at my statement.
"I'm counting the days until Friday. I've wanted you for so long Emmett McCarty, thanks for making my dreams come true," James' words made me blush.
"You're pretty much everything that I never knew I wanted. I want to thank you for making me see the light," I looked him right in the eyes as I talked.
"I have to pick my cousins up, so I will see you later. I want you to get a few hours of sleep anyway before you're discharged. You can call me when you get home if you want to," I said as I got out of the hospital bed.
"Ok. I'll see you tomorrow morning, Emmett. I love you, I mean—" James covered his mouth and he turned a deep crimson color. I chuckled.
"It's ok James, I know you do. I have a feeling that I'll be able to say it back one day," I confessed as I kissed him goodbye.
I shot James one last smile before I left his room. I was feeling so many emotions at once, that I didn't think I could count them all. I felt good knowing that James wasn't being an ass to me because he didn't want to be with me. I was pissed off beyond fucking belief though at Paul, Jared, and my coach. Why the hell did I make a promise to him that I know I probably won't be able to keep? I actually don't intend on keeping that promise. I can't let those bastards get away with hurting my James. I'm going to make them pay in some way. I picked up my cousins and the ride home was silent. I understand that they didn't want to tell me what happened to James, but I still wish that they would have. I was on my way to my room when Jasper stopped me.
"Kate and I are sorry that we didn't tell you. We didn't know how and we didn't want to hurt you," Jasper explained.
"I'm not 4 years old, I can handle bad news, Jasper," I snapped.
"Emmett, don't be that way. Just accept my apology, please," He begged, batting his eyelashes.
"Fine, I forgive you," I grumbled.
I went upstairs and I was damn near sleep when my phone rang. I perked up when I saw that it was James calling. He apologized for calling me so late, but said that he just wanted to hear my voice before he went to bed. I thought it was sweet and we talked for about 5 minutes. He slipped up and told me he loved me again and I laughed. I drifted off to sleep and I dreamed of James. I slept peacefully. I woke up a few minutes early because I wanted to have my conversation with my football coach before my early class. I quickly showered and got dressed. James came over a little earlier than expected and he brought breakfast again. I ate quickly and James and I headed to school. He parked in the parking lot and I took a deep breath before addressing him.
"Will you tell me if someone says anything to you?" I asked softly.
"Yes," He answered and nodded.
"Good. Now let's go," I said, trying to cheer him up.
I decided to get out first and then open James' door for him. I grabbed his hand as I helped him out of the car. I kissed his hand and I didn't let go of it. James looked at me as he stopped walking abruptly. I thought that he may have seen Paul and Jared and that's why he stopped. I looked around and I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. I kissed him on the cheek and he smiled. I noticed that we were in a secluded area of the parking lot so I backed him into a brick wall; being extra careful to make sure I wasn't crushing him. I kissed his mouth sweetly before the kiss turned hungrier.
"Baby…what's…wrong?" I asked as I kissed him all over his face and chin.
"I just thought you were walking me to class. You want me to go with you to talk to your coach?"
"Yes. I need you to be there with me," James nodded at my explanation.
I gave him one more quick kiss and grabbed his hand again. I wasn't quite sure what I was going to say to my coach, I just know that I would feel more confident and comfortable if I had James by my side. The door to my coach's office was locked, so I lightly knocked. When I didn't get an answer, I opened the door and saw that he was on the phone. He looked at James and I holding hands and he told whoever he was talking to that he would call them later. He heaved a sigh and shook his head after he hung the phone up.
"You don't know how much it pains me to do this, Emmett. You're the most gifted and talented quarterback that I've ever coached—" I cut him off abruptly.
"Why isn't that enough? Why does my sexual orientation matter? It's not like it's going to affect my game," I challenged.
"I don't care how good you are. I don't want a fag on my football team," Coach said callously.
"Tell me why this is so wrong to you. Tell me why so many people fear this…" My voice wavered as I pulled James close to me and kissed him… affectionately.
"It's just not right. Two men just shouldn't be together. Didn't your parents teach you that? That's right… you didn't get raised by your parents. Now we both know why they abandoned you—" My hands were wrapped loosely around his neck before he could finish his sentence.
"Emmett, no! Don't stoop down to his level," James' soft voice made me remove one of my hands.
"Be a good boy and listen to your little bitch," Coach goaded.
I was going to choke the shit out of him, but James used all of the strength that he could muster to push me out of my former coach's office. I was beyond furious and I needed to calm down before I went to class. James quickly picked up on this and he started to slowly and gently massage my shoulders. I smiled and I thanked him. The rumor that I quit the team was started before James and I made it to our first class. The door was wide open and I was too pissed to see if anyone overheard our conversation. It was very hard to focus in any of my classes. The only good part of the morning was hearing that other players quit the team as well; Jacob, Seth, Embry, and Riley were just a few that quit. James kept telling me how proud he was that I kept my cool, but I didn't know how much longer I could keep that up for. I really needed to get away so I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I was just zipping my fly and getting ready to wash my hands when the door opened.
Emmett's POV
"Hey Emmett," Jared said and I quickly turned the faucet off.
"What the fuck do you want?" I spat, slowly approaching him
"I was just coming to say that we're going to miss having you on the team. You know our team is fucked up when we have to depend on Cullen," Jared joked, but I didn't laugh.
"You have a lot of fucking nerve coming in here, you know that? You're trying to act like we're cool and shit…I never really liked you, but now…I want to fucking kill you," My voice took on a menacing nature.
"Come on Emmett. We used to be cool. Your uncle and my father are bestfriends. Do you really want to ruin that over some dick? Don't you see that he's the reason that your life is falling apart?" Jared asked.
"You're such a pussy, Jared. If you wanted to go after someone, you should have gone after me and not James. I'm the one you're really pissed at. I chose to come out. It's my fault that half of the football team quit. You chose to go after someone weaker than you. Why don't you pick on someone your own size, huh? You violated someone who couldn't defend himself. I'm more than capable of kicking your ass," I snapped and I punched Jared in his eye quickly.
"That was a cheap shot wasn't it? It doesn't feel so great does it? You and that asshole left James bruised but not broken. I'm going to take great pleasure in breaking you, Jared," A frightening smile crossed my face as I finished my statement.
"You're just pissed because I got to fuck him before you did," Jared retorted.
"I really don't think you meant to say that out loud," I enunciated every word slowly.
"And Paul said that he gives great head. He even swallowed like the bitch that he is," Jared taunted.
I tried to think about how disappointed James would be with me if I beat Jared so badly that the only way to identify him would be through dental records. I kept trying to think about James to calm me down, but it wasn't working. There's only one thing that can make me feel better and that's making Jared suffer the same way that James did. I punched Jared once and I couldn't stop. I punched him until my hands got sore; I think I could hear the crunching of his bones as I continued my assault on his face. He was bleeding and on the floor covering his face so I decided to kick him. The sound of him crying and the grunts of pain were like music to my ears. I continued kicking him until the door opened. I stepped away from Jared, but the damage was already done. James saw the bloodied and terribly beaten body of Jared and he looked at me with a horrified expression on his face.
"James, I—" He cut me off abruptly.
"I don't want to hear it, Emmett! You fucking promised that you wouldn't do something stupid like this. I thought that I could trust you," James yelled and I was taken aback.
"Baby, I'm so sorry. I… I just lost control, I tried to stop, b…but I couldn't," I stuttered, trying to explain myself.
"You're no better than he is," James said and his words cut me like a knife.
"How can you say something like that? I didn't rape anyone," I softened my tone and stepped closer to him.
"What you did and what Paul and Jared did was both very violent and unnecessary. Knowing that you did that to someone, no matter how justified you think you are, it scares me," James's voice trembled and he distanced himself from me.
"There's nothing to fear baby. It's not like I would do something like that to you," I tried my best to ease his fears. I placed my hand on his cheek, but he moved it.
"You can't promise that. You admitted it yourself that you just lost control," James tried to use my own words against me.
"I can and I will promise that. I will never do anything to you that you don't want me to do, ok? I will stop if you tell me to. I will never put my hands on you in a way that will hurt you," I whispered and James rolled his eyes.
"He needs medical attention, you stay here while I go get some help," James said without looking at me.
We weren't far from the hospital so an ambulance was picking Jared up pretty quickly. I had to go to the principal's office and wait for my aunt and uncle to come to school. Fuck! I didn't really think about the repercussions of my actions, I just acted like a fool, I was extremely impulsive. My aunt and uncle both worked at the hospital so it wasn't long before they joined me in the principal's office. My uncle Carlisle looked at me sternly and so did my aunt Esme. If nothing else, I was going to catch hell for making them miss work. Carlisle cleared his throat and looked at Principal Crowley. Esme had both of her hands in her lap and she was also looking at my principal, trying to figure out what was going on.
"I hope you don't mind me asking what was so important that my wife and I had to miss work. Is my nephew here in some kind of trouble?" Carlisle asked, clearly already upset.
"Emmett, why don't you tell your folks what you did," Principal Crowley suggested and I groaned.
"Jared and I kind of got into a fight. It wasn't really a fight because I don't have a scratch on me," I explained.
"Jared? What did you two fight about? You know that I am very good friends with his father," Carlisle glared at me as he finished his statement.
"Emmett quit the football team, I'm sure that had something to do with it," Principal Crowley added.
"You quit the football team, sweetie? Why? I thought that you loved football," Esme seemed worried.
"I did love football. I just got into it with Coach Newton. Football season is almost over with anyway," I shrugged my shoulders, trying to make it seem like it wasn't a big deal.
"I'm not sure if Jared and his family will want to press charges or not, but either way Emmett has to be disciplined. Jared got messed up pretty bad so I was thinking about expulsion," Esme gasped at the principal's words.
"Principal Crowley! Emmett has not gotten in trouble his whole academic career. Do you really want to expel him for something I'm sure he regrets?" Esme argued.
"How does a three week suspension sound then?" The principal offered.
"It sounds a lot better than expulsion. We'll take it," Carlisle agreed.
"Great. Your suspension starts today. I will notify all of your teachers and have them get all of your work ready. I hope that you realize how serious your actions were," The principal turned his attention to me.
"I understand and it won't happen again," I just said what everybody wanted to hear.
I left the principal's office in silence. I really didn't want to face the wrath of my aunt and uncle. My books and things were still in the cafeteria so I grabbed my belongings and I sent James a text telling him about my suspension. The ride to my house was quiet and I knew that I was in trouble. A quiet Uncle Carlisle and Aunt Esme meant that they were plotting and planning how they were going to deal with me. I wordlessly got out of their car as Carlisle pulled into the driveway. I sat my books down and was going to the bathroom when Carlisle's stern voice stopped me right in my tracks. I turned to look at him and he was not at all happy. This was probably the first time that I'd did something to make my uncle mad.
"Emmett Russell McCarty, I am beyond furious with you!" Carlisle exclaimed and I cringed.
"I know Carlisle, you don't tolerate violence," My voice was low and I wasn't looking him in the eye.
"You quit the football team and had a violent outburst. What's wrong sweetie? What has gotten into you?" Esme asked sweetly.
"Nothing, I'm perfectly fine," I answered.
"You know how I feel about violence. You know how violence has affected you. After what my brother did to your mom—" I stopped my uncle from talking.
"Now is not the time for that. Just give me my punishment, ok?" I snapped.
"Fine, you will do homework all day, no TV, no PS2, no phone, no listening to music. I'll only let you keep your laptop because you might need it in order to do your work," My uncle barked at me.
"Your punishment will start tomorrow, honey," Esme tried to soothe me.
I marched up the stairs and I slammed my door. I didn't want to be bothered. These next three weeks are going to be complete and utter hell. James called me after he got home from his doctor's appointment. I told him about my punishment and he of course thought that the punishment was fair, but he was sad that he won't get to see me for three weeks. I asked him to stay with me on the phone until he fell asleep, he didn't even have to talk, hearing his breathing would have been good enough. I could tell that he was dozing off after a few hours and I told him goodnight. He wanted to stay on the phone for another hour but I told him not to because he had to go to school tomorrow and he needed to rest so he could heal faster. He said the "L" word again and he unwillingly hung up the phone.
One Week Later
I'd never been so bored in my life. I've only been on punishment for a bit over a week and it's almost unbearable. I'm not sure that I'll be able to survive through two more weeks of this shit. I pretty much sleep, eat and do homework all day. I'm so desperate for entertainment that I've started knitting! James is going to have enough sweaters for winter if I keep it up; I've already knitted about 10 hats and 4 sweaters. James. I knew that I'd miss him, but I had no idea that I'd miss him so much. I was definitely going to find a way to see him. I'd ask him to climb through my window, but he's scared of heights. I needed to do some research for my English paper (since I was avoid Physics at the moment) so I signed on to Yahoo too. It was quite the pleasant surprise to see that James was signed on as well.
Emmett: What r u doing online?
James: I could ask u the same thing
Emmett: I can get on my laptop since I need it for most of my homework
James:I'm doing research 4 my English paper
Emmett:Me too. Need 2 see u
James: I know. I'm dying. I don't wanna get u in trouble though
Emmett: U can help me with Physics. I really do need help, my aunt & uncle will buy it
James: R u sure?
Emmett: Yea. Be here at 6:30
James: Ok
We talked for a few more minutes until he had to go. My knitting and English paper were forgotten, all that I could think about was James. It feels like I hadn't seen James when in reality it's only been a little over a week. I took a shower, got dressed and I waited for my aunt to get home. She started coming home for breaks since my punishment started. She said she feels sorry for me and that's why she comes home; I think she just wants to make sure that I'm following the rules. Esme was walking through the door as I finished making myself a sandwich. She smiled warmly at me, gave me a hug and a kiss on my forehead. I figured now would be the perfect time to tell her about James. If I had her approval, my uncle couldn't get mad.
"I really need help in Physics. I invited my friend James over to tutor me, is that ok?" I asked slowly.
"Sure honey, when is he coming?" She asked with her signature smile.
"Today at 6:30," I answered between chews.
"You've been following the rules so he can stay for dinner. Your uncle and I have somewhere to be after dinner too; maybe your friend can stay after we leave," Esme said sweetly and I damn near choked on my sandwich.
"Are you s…serious?" I managed to say.
"Yes. You've taken your punishment like a man and haven't complained. I think I can talk my husband into letting you get a free night," She explained.
I was sitting in the living room knitting, purposely not looking at the clock. I heard someone putting the key in the lock and finally my cock-blocking cousins entered the house. I hated having to suck up to them, but I had to swallow my pride. I actually wasn't too bad at knitting, I was pretty good. I knit Kate a pink sweater that I knew she would love, it wasn't quite a cardigan but it would do. Sucking up to Jasper was going to be the hardest part. Kate sat down next to me and she picked up the sweater that I just finished knitting.
"Football and knitting don't really mix, but you're pretty good at both," Kate complimented.
"Thanks. That sweater is all yours. I may even make you a matching hat and gloves," I told her.
"Aww, that's so sweet! What do you want?" Kate knowingly asked.
"James is coming over to help me with Physics, he's staying for dinner and uh… he's staying after dinner too…" I trailed off as Jasper winked at me.
"Em's trying to get laid sis, looks like we have to find something to do after dinner," Jasper stated bluntly.
"We'll be out of your hair, Emmett," Kate said.
"That's it? No sucking up?" I questioned.
"You still owe us, just not now," Jasper explained.
A few hours passed and the doorbell rang at 6:30. I opened the door and the dull ache that I felt in my chest was gone as I saw James. I had to fight the urge to hug and kiss him. It would have been a little weird explaining that to Esme who was preparing dinner in the kitchen. I invited James inside and he discreetly kissed my hand. As soon as Esme noticed James, she wiped her hands and she took off her apron. She was putting lotions on her hands when she approached James and I. She extended her hand and James graciously shook it.
"Hello James, I'm Emmett's aunt Esme," She introduced.
"It's very nice to meet you," James countered with a smile.
"I hope that you eat baked chicken, macaroni and cheese, and corn. That's what we're having for dinner," Esme informed.
"It sounds great. I'm sure you're an amazing cook," James remarked.
Instead of going in my room, I decided to go in the basement with James. While I really did plan on studying with James, it wasn't the first thing that I had on my mind. I closed the door to the basement and I kissed James with a passion that I didn't know I possessed. I kissed him until breathing became a necessity. I leaned in to kiss him again when he kindly stopped me. I looked at him with a bewildered expression on my face. He kissed me on my forehead and we just stared at each other for a few minutes. James finally broke the silence.
"If we don't study right now, I won't be able to control myself," James whispered hoarsely.
"Maybe I don't want you to control yourself," I whispered as I kissed his neck.
"Your aunt is upstairs and dinner will be ready soon, we can't do this," James objected.
I stepped away from him and we walked over to the couch together. I got out my Physics book and it was beyond hard to focus. It'd been so long since I'd seen James and all I wanted to do was have my way with him. He was talking, but I could only hear every few words. James and I studied for about 45 minutes. Jasper came to tell us that it was time for dinner. Esme and Kate were making everyone's plate when we got into the kitchen. Carlisle was just walking through the door. He sat down wordlessly at the table. I looked at James and he looked nervous.
"I am Emmett's uncle Carlisle, and you are?" His gaze was locked on James as he began interrogating him.
"I'm his friend James. I came over to help him study for Physics," James answered nervously.
"You look a little scrawny for football, how do you know Emmett?" Carlisle continued to grill James and I shook my head.
"We have a few classes together, sir," James' voice was small.
"Let him eat, sweetie. They're friends not lovers, you don't have to interrogate him," Esme's comment was followed by silence.
I ate a lot quicker than normal. I wanted desperately to get away from the dinner table. I finished my food in record time and Carlisle raised his eyebrow at me suspiciously. Shit! I couldn't leave James at the table by himself. I tried to give him a subtle hint to hurry the hell up and he seemed to pick up on it. He finished eating and we sat in the living room. I was anxiously waiting for everyone to leave. Everyone finished eating about 15 minutes later. Kate finished eating last and she was washing the dishes when I approached her.
"You and Jasper are leaving soon, right?" I asked her.
"Shit! I forgot to call Garrett to see what he's doing. My parents are going to the movies, Jasper and I will just go with them," Kate replied.
"Thanks. I really do owe you and Jasper," My voice was sincere.
I said a silent prayer when everyone finally left. James was really into whatever he was watching on TV and didn't seem to notice that we were finally alone. I inconspicuously placed my hand on his knee. He just glanced at me and turned his attention back to the TV. I moved my hand a little higher and I started to caress his thigh. His eyes were closed so I took that as permission to continue my journey. I started rubbing him through his jeans and he hardened instantly. I unbuttoned his jeans and was getting ready to slide them off when he stopped me.
"As much as I want to do this with you, we can't," James said with his eyes still closed.
"Why not? We have the house to ourselves so it's the perfect time," I argued.
"I don't want you to get into any more trouble, Emmett. What if we get caught?" James asked as I started rubbing his thigh again.
"We won't get caught. James, I'm in serious need over here. My dick needs some kind of stimulation other than my hand. I may not get to see you again until my suspension is over, please—" He cut my plead off by kissing me.
"There's only one condition, you have to let me take control," He demands and I nod.
He took my shirt off and he straddled my lap. He wrapped his hands around my neck and he devoured my mouth. I wanted to feel his naked chest on mine so I tried to take his shirt off. Without breaking the kiss, he swatted my hand away. Right, I forgot that he said he wanted to be in control. He took his shirt off and then he took his pants off. He had on a pair of black boxer briefs and I couldn't take my eyes off of his very prominent bulge. He then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. We were both now only clad in our boxer briefs. I was excited that I didn't know what he was going to do. He kissed me on my neck and on my special spot behind my ear; I shivered at the contact. His eyes darkened and I found myself getting excited because I knew that the shy, sweet James that I knew was long gone.
"I want you on your back and on the floor…now!" James commanded and I obliged.
I got on the floor and James wasted no time before he was on top of me. My legs were spread wide and he was in between them. He kissed me and at the same time he rubbed his clothed erection against mine. I whimpered into his mouth from the pleasure. I loosely put my hands on his hips to try to guide his movements a little bit. He started grinding into me harder and we were both writhing in ecstasy. It was almost too much for me; James' hair slick with sweat, him panting above me, his mouth slightly agape, and the small moans coming from him were driving me crazy.
"James! I'm…so…fucking…close!" I loudly moaned.
"Me too! Don't cum yet though, hold out for a few more minutes," James begged.
He stopped rubbing against me and I cursed in frustration. He reached inside of my boxers and released my cock which was extremely hard and leaking pre-cum. He then released his own and I realized that it was the first time that I'd seen his naked cock before and it was well worth the wait. He was quite long and thick for someone his size. I cursed again when I looked to see that James was jerking us off at the same time. The feel of our shafts and heads rubbing together was the most pleasurable feeling known to man. I decided to help James out by wrapping my hand around his length while he continued to stroke mine. We were panting heavily as we jacked each other's dicks relentlessly. I couldn't put my orgasm off any longer and neither could he.
"Shit! James! Cumming!" I shouted incoherently.
"Fuck!" He hissed.
James and I cried out once more in unison. We both shook violently from the force of our orgasms. We were cumming so hard and we couldn't stop the streams of white liquid from accumulating on my stomach. My eyes were closed and my orgasm was so strong that I couldn't hear. We squirted a few more times until we finished abruptly. I think we would have still been cumming had we not heard two sets of footsteps and a shriek so loud that I'm pretty sure it could have woke the dead. James and I stopped dead in our tracks as we turned our attention toward the front door. We were staring into the eyes of two people who had shocked and horrified expressions on their faces. Once the shrieking stopped, they finally decided to break the more than extremely awkward silence.
"Oh my God!" They spoke simultaneously.
A/N: I know, I know, I ended it at a very interesting spot.
I hope you liked the title of this chapter as well, I thought it was kind of clever.
I want to thank every single one of my reviewers! I love all of you more than you will ever know!
I will see you in the sequel soon (I'm not exactly sure when I'll have the first chapter posted).
If you haven't already read them, I posted an EmmettxJames two-shot (I am working on the second chapter and I will try to have it posted soon).
I also wrote a JamesxJasper one-shot that I hope you will enjoy (It's different than this, but hopefully you will still like it).
One more thing:
I can't really come up with a definite title for the sequel, I've had a few ideas bounce in my head but nothing that really sticks.
The sequel is mostly about James' and Emmett's pasts, and about Emmett struggling with his feelings for James.
Emmett starts to doubt his feelings for James and he starts to fall apart.
It's about Emmett realizing how much he loves James and how important James is to him, it's about him realizing that he cannot live happily without James in his life.
If I pick a title that someone suggests, not only will I give them props, I will send them a sneak peek before I post every chapter.