Disclaimer: I own nothing Twilight related.

A/N: this is Emmett's POV, as was requested so I hope you guys like it!

Warning: there is a bit of steamy action coming up, definite bunch of lemons here, so you guys have been warned (Tbh, it may not be that steamy, not entirely comfortable with lemons, so sorry if it gets cut short).

Chapter 6 - Run

Emmett POV

I just stood there as she rode off in the taxi, I whipped out my phone the second she was out of sight, dialling her number in quickly.

"C'mon Rose, pick up. Pick up" it kept ringing and ringing, until it was cut off before I could get to voicemail. "Fuck!" I yelled loud enough to rouse a sleeping tramp nearby on the street corner. Hitting redial, I waited again but I barely got to the second ring before it was cut off again.

Covering my face with my hands I let out a deep sigh, she always seemed to be running from me.

"You want me to be your girlfriend" she spoke the words very slowly, ducking her head so I couldn't see her face.

"Is it such a shocker? Rose, I lo-"

"Don't say it" she interrupted me looked up and shook her head. We hadn't said it either one of us, but I knew I loved her. However any time I came close to telling her she would make an excuse and leave or she would throw up a wall and shut me out.

"Why not?" running a hand through her hair there was a flicker of fear behind her eyes, what did she have to be scared about?

"Because, it changes things. Because, it doesn't mean anything if it isn't true. Because, I can't say it back" she rushed her words and they came out in a tumble, the only words I made out were her last ones. She saw the look on her face and desperately tried to back track, running a hand through her hair again as if she might try and pull it out.

"That's not what I meant, not that I don't, I mean I think I could, I just can't say it" she was babbling and shaking her head looking so worried, I couldn't think of another way to shut her up so I just put my hands on either side of her face and kissed her. Feeling her relax after a few seconds, I hugged her resting my chin on her head and rubbing her back.

"It's okay. Because I love you Rosalie" she tensed up but I held her tighter to me. "And it's okay that you don't say it back, just so as long as you know" kissing the top of her head, she tilting her head back and kissed me, pressing her lips to mine hard I got the feeling that she was trying to tell me everything she couldn't say in that kiss.

Soon we were laying back down on the sand, trailing kissed down her neck as I trailed a hand down her abdomen, until she tensed up and let out a low groan of pain.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing" she answered too quickly, wrapping an arm round her torso as she sat up, reaching out a hand I gently pulled her arms away.

"You know you can tell me anything, Rose. Are...are things alright with your dad, now he's home?" she spent so much time with either me or Alice, I wondered if her dad even knew what she looked like.

"Everything is fine, just fine" she put on a smile but was too wide and too forced.

"Two 'fine's' in one sentence, I don't think you are okay" she was quiet and she looked away, pressing her lips into a thin line as the smile quickly faded. As she looked away, I put a hand on her thigh and slowly lifted the bottom of her top. She tensed up but remained still, closing her eyes as she heard my intake of breath as I saw the dark bruise across the right side of her body.

She kept her eyes closed as I stared in shock, the bruise was the shape of someone's fist and there was no denying that it was not accidental. On top of that she had some old scars over her body, some of them light and barely noticeable some more recently done.

"Rosalie, who did this?" she opened her eyes and glanced over at me, shifting away and tugging her top down to cover it up.

"Please don't make me say it"

"Rose, just let me in" taking a shallow breath she scrambled to her feet, getting to my feet she was already rushing over to her bike, going after her she was almost running and she jumped on her bike before I could stop her.

Two days later and nothing, not a single call or text, she was screening all of my calls so I had no idea what was going through her head. After pacing in my hotel suite after calling, or rather attempting to call I don't think it counts if I couldn't even get through, after another call I decided to do more than just call.

Leaving the hotel I ignored my phone as I knew it would be my PA and I did not want to have to deal with work at the moment. Hailing a cab I went to Rosalie's apartment, where a woman in her seventies let me into the building and I climbed the stairs to knock on her door.

It was thrown open barely a minute later by Rosalie; she wore a familiar black worn in Rolling Stones tee, and ripped slouchy jeans, sitting low on her hips and showing just a hint of skin. The t-shirt was an old one of mine that she had stolen a few years ago, she had chopped off the sleeves and made it shorter at the bottom, probably in spite of me as it had been one of my favourites.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hello to you too Rose" she scowled and remained stood in front of me the door half closed, she was poised to shut the door in my face and she looked very closed off. "You weren't returning any of my calls, so I had to do something"

"How can you act so indifferent, like nothing happened?"

"We kissed" I stated matter-of-factly, partly because I knew it would annoy her. It had the predicted effect, popping out her hip and putting a hand on her hip she looked less than pleased.

"Yes we did and it shouldn't have happened"

"So you ran away, like you always do" she looked shocked as her mouth fell open, taken the opportunity I pushed the door fully open and slipped in, before she could shut the door in my face. Spinning to face me, she put her hands on her hips and I had to resist the urge to grin at her, she really did look quite sexy when she was angry.

"I do not run away" she protested, scrunching up her eyebrows and taking a few steps back, as I moved closer to her.

"Yes, you do. You did the day your father went to hospital, when I ask you to be my girlfriend and when I asked you to marry me the first two times. What are you scared of?" for a moment she looked panicked, then taking a deep breath she stood a little taller and stuck out her chin before responding.

"What do I have to be scared of?" she said with a tone of indifference while she shrugged and stood her ground as we looked at each other.

"Rose, I know you. Just as well as my sister if not better, after all of this I can tell when you're lying" pursing her lips she pushed past me and went into her bedroom, coming back out a few moments later with a bunch of stapled papers and a pen.

Slapping the papers onto the coffee table she jerked her chin, indicating for me to come over. Waiting till I could see what the papers were, I saw that they were new divorce documents, she leaned over and swiftly signed and placed her initials on it, looking up and handing it to me.

"How did the papers so quick?"

"I have a good lawyer" was the only explanation she gave me, walking round the sofa and going to the door to hold it open and gesture for me to leave.

"Is that it?"

"What else is there? I guess the next time I'll see you, will be at Alice and Jasper's wedding" she was stony faced and I was reminded of how long it had taken her to admit she loved me the first time round. She was stubborn, but I was too.

"So are you saying that kiss was nothing?"

"I signed the papers, what else do I have to do to prove that I want nothing to do with you anymore?" dropping the papers onto the table and striding over to her, I shut the door with my foot and ran my hand up her neck to her cheek.

I brought my lips very close to hers, her breathing sped up and her eyes fluttered closed in anticipation of a kiss. She put up absolutely no fight, as we stood so close the only contact between us being my hand on her cheek.

"Liar" dropping my hand, her eyes flew open and she looked enraged as she hit my shoulder as hard as she could.

"Hey!"

"Why did you have to come here? Why could you have stayed away and sent the papers, why the hell-" her words were cut off as suddenly kissed her, frozen for a second her arms went round me as her lips eagerly moved along with mine.

"I came here, because I wanted to see you. I wanted to know if you had moved on, found a boyfriend or something. I couldn't stay away" I muttered against her lips and that was when her arms moved away as she leaned away from me.

"Yet somehow you went two whole years without once trying to find me, even though Alice probably told you everything"

"You were the one who told me to stay away" she took another step away.

"Since when did you let that stop you? We just kissed two days ago and you won't stop calling, so why is this any different?" she looked somewhat hurt, but I didn't get it.

"I don't know what you want me to do Rose. I can't change what I did and if we're forgetting, you left me. You ran, yet again"

"So leave then, take the papers and go. Find someone else, get married and have loads of little babies, then forget me. Do what I..." she trailed off with a shake of her head, taking a deep breath she turned her back to me. "Just go Emmett; you wanted a divorce so I'm giving you one"

Giving her a fleeting look, I turned round and went to the door pausing as I put a hand on the door frame and turned my head to look at her again. Her shoulders were tight and her head was slumped down, as she waited for me to leave. I had seen that pose a handful of times so shutting the door yet again, she looked round somewhat surprised to still see me standing there.

So walking over to her, I lifted her chin and kissed her again doing flips when she kissed me back immediately this time, I didn't stop kissing her for a second. I didn't want to give her a chance to overthink things or stop this, so even when I moved away for air, I trailed kisses down her neck touching every bit of exposed smooth skin.

Going back to her lips, she tugged at my hair lightly which she knew I hated so in retaliation I bit her bottom lip, making her moan loudly into my mouth. Rosalie was not one for soft and slow sex and it was one of the things about her that drove me wild.

Our lips moving against each other's in a way that was now becoming rough and frenzied, we got the dining table a sturdy solid wood creation, lifting up Rosalie so she sat on the edge of the table we didn't stop for a moment. She wrapped her long legs round my waist, pulling my body flush with hers as she grinded her centre against my growing erection causing me to groan out, feeling her lips curve into a smile I soon found my shirt discarded.

Her hands running down my chest teasingly, I took both of her hands by the wrists holding them as I trailed kisses down her neck to the top of her chest, before releasing her hands and pulling off her t-shirt. When the shirt went off it mussed up her hair, some of it going in front of her face, flipping it back with a sexy smirk I almost lost it as she lowered her hands to my waist and made quick work of my jeans.

Ridding her off her jeans, I let my hands slide up her back and she arched her back pushing her breasts into my chest and kissing me just that bit harder. More moans slipped from half open lips and they were the most delightful sounds, every touch felt right, the familiarity of the situation never could dim how much of a turn on this was.

I would never tire of this, my Rosalie pressing her body to mine with the both of us wanting, no needing more. For a second I broke away, my eyes gazing at her beautiful body, she was now sitting on the table in just a skimpy navy lace bra and matching thong, catching the way I gaze at her she moved to press her body to mine so I would stop looking at the scars on her body.

She was self-conscious, how she could go from a sultry femme fatale and having virtually every man lusting after her, to being shy of a few scars. Kissing her cheek, I placed one hand on her shoulder, tracing the outline of a scare that had faded to nothing more than a silvery line across the top of her other shoulder. When I had found out where they had come from, I swear I had never been so angry in my life, I wanted to protect her and I wanted to slap myself for not spotting it earlier.

"These aren't anything to be ashamed of, Rose. You know that right?" blinking as if to bat away tears, she smiled and tilted her head back so I could kiss her again. Soon our tender moment was over and soon we were both naked, leaning down I flicked one of her nipples with my tongue, smiling when she threw her head back and moaned. Repeating the action a few more times and switching over, her hips started bucking up in need of some friction as her heels dug into my ass cheeks.

"Emmett" she groaned out, as I moved my hands away from her breasts and slammed into her without any warning.

"Fuck" I hissed out, I couldn't believe I had forgotten how amazing it felt with Rosalie. She moved her hands to the table to support herself as she arched her back and threw her head back to, her breasts bouncing with each movement.

Increasing the speed of our movements, I was groaning almost growling and my name fell from Rosalie's lips in sexy as hell moans that were also quite loud. I could tell by the way she was panting that she was close, reaching between us I rubbed her clit with my thumb and after only a few more seconds I felt her tightening around me as she climaxed and I soon followed.

Breathing hard as we came down from our high, there was a light sheen of sweat on our skin. Opening her eyes as she sat up, she smiled at me, a genuine smile her eyes looking me up and down.

"What do we do now?"

"How about a shower first?" there was a mischievous glint in her eye as she hopped off the table and walked in the direction of the bathroom, strutting off bare as the day she was born, with a glance over her shoulder as she spotted my gaze following her legs and her ass.

"Are you coming then?" she raised an eyebrow implying that the pun was intended.

"If I get to follow you, I am" she laughed and continued walking, the anger from before had completely dissipated and I realised that sometimes I would just not be able to comprehend how her mood could change so quickly.

Watching Rosalie as she walked across the bedroom and pulled out a clean pair of jeans and a black tank top, pulling them on and standing with her back to me the whole time, I lay on her bad, my jeans and shirt back on, although I hadn't buttoned the shirt up. She had flipped back to angry and so she paced back and forth, keeping her head down choosing not to acknowledge me still in her room.

I heard the front door open and a look of panic filled her eyes, glaring at me she flipped her wet her over her shoulder and went to the door, pausing with her hand on the handle.

"Stay in here and stay quiet" she commanded in a voice that left little room for argument.

"Just like old times, hiding from my sister. Some things never change, do they?" I put my hands behind my head, as she shook her head and opened the door, closing it as soon as she walked out.

"Hey Rose, you will never guess what happened today at work. Some guy who used be a model and went on one of those reality TV shows, came in accusing Leah of sabotaging his career. Apparently they sl-"

"That sounds very interesting, so how about I stop you there Al. Why don't you, go have a cosy bath and change so we can have a real girlie night, chick flicks and Chinese?" Alice paused for a second, and I could see her in my mind; raising an eyebrow as she glanced at Rosalie.

"That sounds so great, open a bottle of red and you have a deal" walking away I heard a door shut and I assumed it was the bathroom door. After a few more seconds she came into the bedroom and gestured frantically for me to get up, standing we waited till we heard the water running and Rosalie hustled me out of the apartment, until we got to the door. Stopping for a moment, I turned round and gave her a quick kiss, feeling her lips curve into a smile

Buttoning up my shirt as I left the building, I casually strolled across the street when my cell phone rang, whipping it out I took the call while hailing a cab.

"Emmett?"

"Tanya, how are you?" I felt a wave of guilt as I heard her voice, I felt like the world's biggest jerk as I talked to my fiancé without so much as a hint of remorse.

"I'm good although I am missing you, when are you coming back home? We have a wedding to plan you know, and I can't do it without out you" a taxi came to a stop in front of me and sliding in, I put a hand over my phone telling the cab driver the address quickly.

"Really, what do you need my help for? Don't you have it planned perfectly, surely all there is left for me to do is give you my credit card and pick out a suit?" she giggled reservedly.

"No darling, you're wearing a black tux"

"Of course, how could I not know that" rolling my eyes at the tone she used, I looked out the window with a sigh.

"Okay I don't really need you for the planning, but I do miss you. Come back soon"

"Sure, I'll try"

"Okay Emmett, I love you" if I wasn't already feeling incredibly guilty, hearing those words made it so much worse.

"I...I love you too, bye" my words were forced and strained to my own ears, but if she noticed she didn't let on to it she just said bye and hung up. When I heard the phone go dead I sighed deeply, slumping back in my seat as I covered my face with my hands, getting an odd look in the mirror from the driver.

"Hello?"

"Emmett, where are you?" getting out of the cab in front of the building and walking inside.

"Calm down, Mike. I'm walking into the building now, we're on the fifth floor right?"

"Yeah, hurry up the meeting is going to start in less than ten minutes" rolling my eyes at the panicked voice of my colleague, got past security quickly and headed for the elevator.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, I'll make it, I always do"

"Yeah, yeah" hanging up, I tucked my phone away as I got into the elevator and rode it up to the right floor, greeted by a flustered looking Mike in a dark suit we headed to the conference room for the meeting.

He handed me a thin file and flicking through it as we walked down the hall, I took in the facts and figures presented to me, I knew it all already but if I was really going to try and sell this drug than I had to know all of the facts inside out. If they caught me off guard with a question I didn't know than it wouldn't sell, I wasn't just selling a product bit myself as well.

Walking into the meeting room and greeting the representatives for the company we were trying to sell to.

Barely half an hour later and the meeting was all wrapped up, walking back out Mike was walking alongside me.

"I don't know how you do it Emmett"

"I'm good at what I do" slipping my phone out of my jacket pocket I turned it off silent noticing that I had a missed call from Tanya, but nothing from Rose. "That's why I get the big bucks Mike" nodding in agreement, he shoved his hands into his trouser pockets as we walked out of the building and I hailed a cab.

Hearing my phone beep, I whipped it out to see that I had a text from Rosalie. Getting an odd look from Mike, due to the speed at which I got my phone out, he slid into the cab after me and reeled off the address of the place where we were going to have lunch, as I read the message:

My restaurant, tonight at midnight? Don't keep me waiting.

That was all it said, it wasn't really a question, it was more of an assumption that I would be there. She knew that I would come, how could I not? Typing a reply back anyway, Mike raised an eyebrow at me as I put it away and glanced at him.

"I assume that Tanya?"

"What makes you say that?" he gave me a look that seemed to say that it was quite obvious.

"Emmett I know you, you had a useless, whipped look when you got your cell out. Who else could it be?" if only you knew.

She was ignoring me, when she came round she stayed with Alice, avoiding looking at me or being in the same room with me alone. It was the same at school, she had a knack for just avoiding me, on several occasions I just missed her or when she saw me she would make her get away.

Alice was getting suspicious of why I was so set on talking to Rosalie, giving me odd looks especially when she ran away whenever I was around.

"Emmett!" called out my pixie like little sister, we were sitting in the living room she was sketching out something as I played a video game, pausing the game I turned my head to look at her. Just five minutes ago Rosalie had left, she had done a very good job of ignoring me and Alice had noticed.

"What?"

"I know something's going on between you and Rose" shit.

"Why do you think that?" I said feigning ignorance, she scrunched up her eyes and put down the pad, looking at me in a scrutinizing way.

"I'm not stupid Emmett, up until a few days ago you two were all best friends and now she'll barely talk to you. Did you have an argument or something?"

"This is Rose, we're talking about she argues with everyone" trying to laugh it off my sister was clearly having none of it.

"You're my brother and she's my best friend, I love her like a sister. But you're in love with her aren't you?" she said this so matter of factly, like it was nothing that it shocked me.

"What?"

"You. Love. Her" she enunciated each syllable like I was slow, rolling her eyes and sitting up.

"What? How?"

"You aren't as subtle as you think you are Emmett, it wasn't too hard to figure it out"

"If you've known all this time, why didn't you say anything?"

"Because, for some reason I trusted that you would tell me when you were ready" there was a note of bitterness in her voice, it was understandable she was Alice's friend.

"Sorry Alice" looking at me, her face softened and with a heavy sigh and a shrug of her shoulders she reached over and patted my arm.

"It's okay, but what happened with you guys?" I hesitated, should I tell her? Tell her what, if she didn't know which I assumed she didn't, it wasn't my place to say anything. If I thought it was bad that she was ignoring me now, it would be worse when she was pissed off at me, I had seen her angry and it wasn't pleasant to say the least.

"She ran. I told her I-" stopping myself, I looked at Alice she understood Rosalie so much better than I did, maybe she could help me. "I told her I love her, and she ran" shrugging like it was nothing, I stood up. "Do you want a drink, I'm parched"

"Emmett"

"How about a soda?"

"Emmett"

"Maybe a snack"

"Emmett! Shut up and listen to me!" looking mighty fierce, I quickly fell silent and looked at her silently. "Did she say that she didn't love you?" shaking my head, she pondering that for a moment. "Then you still have a chance"

"What do you mean?" rolling her eyes again and crossing her arms she let out a little huff as she stood up, murmuring something under her breath that I couldn't make out.

"She is scared, you freaked her out" that wasn't the only reason, but I let her continue. "Go talk to her, calmly"

"How the heck can I do that, when she runs a mile every damn time she sees me?"

"Surprise her" was her simple answer, picking up her things she walked to the door. "You'll figure it out...and by the way I'm fine with the whole you dating my best friend, just don't hurt her" she walked out before I could respond, leaving me alone.

Pacing a bit, I was even more confused how was I supposed to get her to talk to me? Without thinking about it anymore I went to the door and grabbed my jacket and car keys.

Pulling up outside where her apartment complex was, I got out of the car and locked it up as the street didn't exactly look safe. I had only been here a couple of times and compared to our house there was a massive difference, there were multiple cigarette butts and patches of gum on the side walk, graffiti on most of the walls and even along the side of the complex.

The building itself was rather grim looking, four stories high and neglected looking. Going up to the building the main door was also vandalised, bright steaks of white and red spray paint on it as it swung open the lock broken. Going inside the walls were painted a white colour that over time had chipped and faded to grim greyish hue.

I walked to her door as she was on the ground floor, when I heard yelling. It was a distinctively male voice shouting from behind the door I stood in front of, then I heard a loud bang and smash of something like a glass. Banging on the door, it was opened moment later by a thick set man, he had wiry light blond hair although it was so greasy it looked darker, he also had a scruffy beard and bloodshot eyes.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I am Emmett Cullen, Mr Hale...Alice's brother?" I queried when he did not seem to recognise my name.

"You're a C-Cullen? Figures, you look like you've got a st-stick up your ass, look here boy now is not a good time, so you can leave and talk to R-Rosie at school" he slurred some of his words and he looked as if he let go of the door he might fall to the floor.

"Could I just see Rose for a minute, please?"

"Didn't you hear me? Get lost!" he went to shut the door, but I reached out and stopping the door closing.

"Get moving kid or your daddy will need to be patching you up" he snarled out the words and he moved his other arm to push his hair off of his forehead, it was then that I saw the track marks on his arm.

"Who is it dad?" called out a female voice, that sounded like Rosalie only there wasn't that usual defiance on her voice, it fell flat as she walked up to the door and spotted me. "What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk Rosalie, I am your friend you know that" I gave her a meaningful look, as the surprised look she wore morphed into one of horror and strangely of concern.

"Emmett you should leave" her hand went unconsciously went to her torso, where I knew there was a large bruise about the size and shape of a fist. Seeing that action make me lose the relative calm I had about me a few minutes ago, turning my head to her father I scowled at him and he didn't look happy either.

"You heard it from her, leave" he went to try to shut the door again, but I pushed against the door again my strength overpowering the man who was drunk and high.

"You're sick, you hit her didn't you?" he looked enraged, it was like I was poking a large, irritable bear I should have left but I couldn't do that to Rosalie.

"Get your nose out of other people's business, Cullen or I'll do it for you"

"I bet you beat up a lot of people including your own daughter you perverted fucker" grabbing the front of my shirt he yanked me close to his face, a vein in his head throbbing as he glared at me.

"Dad, let him go" cried out Rose, in a panicked voice.

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't knock out your perfect little teeth boy"

"Because, you're so drunk and off your head, you'd miss by a mile" goading him, was not smart in the least, but I never claimed to be anything of the sort.

"Dad!"

"Go to your room!" he yelled at her, barely turning to look at her. Ignoring her, his eyes narrowed at me before releasing my shirt and then swinging his right fist at my head. Although I turned out to be right, drunk as he was, I took half a step to the side and his fist collided with the wall behind me. "You little shit!"

"Dad, stop please!" she grabbed his arm, as he pulled it back however he accidentally ended up hitting her in the chin as she tried to grab his arm. She fell back and hit her head on the wooden floor, with a loud crack that stopped both of us in our tracks.

A/N: dun dun da! XD not much of a cliffie, but it is a big turning point for teen Rose and Emmett. Sorry for the late update but I have been super busy, especially when the computer crashed when I was near the end of my radio project the day before the deadline. Anyhow, I shall try and get the next chapter out as soon as possible, depending on how much work I have for uni.

Until next time, thank you for reading, see ya!