Chapter 12: Are you okay?

Emmett's POV

I didn't go to school for a week. I continually watched Cecilia in her sleep and all my thoughts were on her.

"She's been asking about you," A musical voice said, causing me to lose my train of thought. It was Bella. She sat down next to me on the tree.

"How is she?" I asked looking up at her.

"She's fine although Edward says she's worried about you." I let out a sigh, "You need to go and see her."

"I don't know Bella. She probably hates me." I put my head in my hands.

"You know, she's really nice. She's kind of like the girl version of you. Fun loving and doesn't give a shit about what people think about her." I looked up and smiled at her, "I know I've been a bitch lately and I'm sorry."

"It's ok Bella. So you like her?" I asked her. She nodded. I immediately jumped off the branch.

"Where are you going?"

"To see her," I ran as fast as my legs could go to get to Cecilia's. I looked in her window and saw her lying on her bed reading.

"Hey Emmett," she said without looking from her book, I shook my head as I climbed through her window and into her room.

"I'll never understand how you do that." She put her book down and smiled. I sat down next her and before I could say anything she said "Are you okay?" my eyes were wide, wasn't I supposed to ask that not her.

"Yeah I'm fine, how 'bout you?"

"I'm fine. Your dad patched me up pretty good." She said tapping the stiches that Carlisle had put in.

"I guess he did. Cecilia, I'm so sorry about the other day. I" she cut me off with her hand though.

"Don't worry about it."

"Cecilia, I almost killed you, hell if Alice didn't have a vision you'd be in a box, six feet underground." I stopped as she put a calming hand on my shoulder. There was something about her touch that made me forget everything. Fuck, this girl was gonna make me go crazy.

"Emmett I've cheated death more times than I can count on my fingers. Like I said, don't worry about. The only thing that matters is that you didn't hurt me."

"But I did," I grabbed her wrist and pulled up the sleeve of her shirt exposing the purple bruises, "See."

"Emmett do you really think that's the worst that had happened to me," She turned around and pulled her shirt up, revealing a much scared back. I ran my cool fingers across each scar.

"How did this happen," I asked with my fingers were still on her back.

"I've been at camp half-blood for a decade. I've gone on three quests and been in countless fights." My fingers left her back as she pulled her shirt back down. "See, what you did is minor compared to everything else that's happened to me." I ran his finger across the stiches on her cheek.

"It doesn't matter if it was minor or not," I whispered, "I hurt you and I'm so sorry." A single tear escaped and ran down her cheek. I quickly wiped and kissed her forehead.

"I forgive you." She laid her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and pulled her closer to me. I knew no matter how close we were it was never close enough.

We sat there like that for about an hour, just talking. She told me about her childhood and the different quests she went on. She was truly amazing. In return I told her more about my family and life during the depression. I told her about my siblings and our small house in Tennessee. When I started talking about my siblings, she smiled. It felt weird talking about them. It made me realize how much more I missed them.

"Your family sounds great, Emmett," she said.

"And your quests sound like they were amazing,"

"They really were. I wish I could go on another one but the oracle has to give one."

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll get another quest." She smiled and looked up at me. I slowly started leaning in and then soon our lips met. Every time we kissed it was like a fire burned all over. She had always made my dead heart feel alive. I soon deepened the kiss. I sucked on her lower lip. She opened her mouth and my tongue darted in. I explored her mouth as she did to mine. Soon our tongues dancing a passionate tango. I could never get enough her. I pulled her closer to me and soon she was straddling my lap. Her hands were lost in my hair and her hips pressed against mine. I started to kiss down her jaw and I moved to her neck. She moaned my name as got to her sweet spot. I continued to kiss that spot and she moaned my name even more. I felt the blood pulsing in her neck and I knew I had to back away before I hurt her. I quickly pulled away from her and let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"You apologize to much you know that,"

"I almost bit you; it took all of my self-restrained to not bite you." She looked down.

"Then I feel like I should being apologizing."

"Don't. I enjoyed every moment of that. I love you but I know that I don't have the best control when I'm with you."

"So it's my fault."

"No," I lifted her chin and continued, "That's just one of the things that come with all singers."

"Just one of the down sides."

"No, it's not bad. It helps us find our singers." She smiled and then yawned. I looked at her clock and saw it was almost midnight. "You should head to bed babe." She got off my lap and lay down on her bed.

"Want to lay down with me?" she asked. I smiled and lay down next to her. She laid her head on my chest and quickly fell asleep. Her breathing was so calming. I ran my fingers through her hair and watched her as she slept.