Chapter 18
Bella's POV
I was still at the table with Rosalie. After our big discussion about her and Edward, we were now on little topics wasting time with mindless chatter. I knew later on she would probably ask about how Emmett and I met, but I didn't expect her to be so blunt about it.
"So how did you and Emmett meet?" She beamed after our main meals were taken away and we had ordered dessert. I ordered some Tiramisu, (I must have my caffeine rush, especially considering the story I was about to tell,) while Rosalie ordered a small slice of cheesecake.
"Well, It's a really long story," I started, trying to persuade her that she didn't want to hear it, just because I didn't feel like telling it. But that didn't work.
"That's okay, after we finish up here, we can drive over to the mall and get to some real fun," She smiled. "So if you have to, you can finish it in the car."
Looks like I couldn't get my way out of this one.
Rosalie's POV
I had just asked Bella if she could tell me the story of how she and Emmett had met, because I had told her the story of me and Edward.
She looked reluctant as she started, but said,
"Emmett and I always hated each other. The moment I met him, he was over at the cafeteria table hanging out with his jocks, pointing at me and laughing. He was the class clown and whatever his gang did was 'cool' so when people saw my getting made fun of by him, everyone else made fun of me."
"I wasn't really ugly or lame or anything," She mentioned real quick, "I just didn't have a lot of friends and I was new to the school, so I rarely talked to anyone and people just saw me as a social reject."
"Oh, sorry," I tried to comfort her.
She laughed. "It's okay, now it's all in the past. Well not everything." She added the end meaning Emmett.
"So if you hated each other, how in the world did you get together?" I questioned her. I knew I was probably getting to be annoying by interrupting while she was trying to tell me, but I can't stay quiet for long.
She laughed again and started the story back up.
"So he was the class clown, and I was the social reject. But I did have some friends. And my best friend, Emily, was crazy for Emmett. So somehow they started dating and Emily knew he made fun of me and I didn't like him, but I always ended up the third person of their 'group."'
Vincent, still our waiter, came over to our table, placed our desserts in front of us, took a quick peek at my shirt and went away.
Bella and I sneered at him when he had left.
"Anyways," I egged her on, taking a bite of my cheesecake. Yum. My favorite food.
"Anyways," She mocked and continued. "Emily threw a huge birthday party every year, and always invited me. This year since she was dating Emmett, he and his friends were invited to come too. Emily was very eager to have them there, thinking if they came, more people would. And she cared a lot about image."
"One of Emmett's friends, Greg, asked me to Emily's party, like a date. I thought Greg was an okay guy with okay grades and he was cute. The only thing I didn't like about him was that he was friends with Emmett, but he didn't seem to be as bad of a guy that Emmett was, so I gave him a chance and said yes. I was also starting to see the cute side of Emmett, and I must admit I was forming a bit of a crush on him, even after the way he treated me."
"This is going somewhere bad isn't it?" I inquired.
She rolled her eyes at me and I laughed, knowing I would just have to wait and see.
"So at the party, Emily, Emmett, Greg and I were all sitting at a table chatting up a storm. At least they were, I was just sitting there admiring what everyone else was up to and once and a while taking interest in our conversation, but never bold enough to say anything."
"At least not until Greg whispered in my ear, 'Want to go upstairs and talk?' I immediately said yes, but I still felt sort of unsure about it. We walked up the stairs and the second he pulled me into an empty room, he jumped on me, started putting his hands all over me and forcing his mouth onto mine."
I gasp, but Bella continues.
"I tried to push him away, but he kept pressuring me, saying things like, 'Come on baby, you know you want to,' and 'Chill out a little, have some fun.' I finally managed to get him off of me by ramming my knee into his crotch and running from that room like I was running for my life. I had to run through the family room to get to the front porch, and everyone was in the family room, but I didn't care. I was balling by the time I got downstairs, Emily was off in a corner chatting with some friends and Emmett was at a table alone staring at the dance floor. But when he caught a glimpse of the tears streaming down my face, for some reason he immediately got up and followed me out the door, me unaware of that at the time. I guess he hid in the bushes or something but I was sitting on the house's front porch steps crying my eyes out feeling so miserable, when he decided to reveal that he was there."
"'Bella,' He whispered from behind the bushes. I was so shocked at the time, I had no idea who it could have been, and he was the last person I would have ever guessed. 'Go away who ever you are,' I managed to yell back at them, through sobs. 'It's me Emmett,' He revealed coming from behind the bushes. I tried to quickly wipe the tears from my eyes, but it was too late, he'd already seen them. 'What could you possibly want?' I asked him, wishing he would leave. 'Another reason to make fun of me? You don't have enough?' He laughed and as I found it hard to find anything funny that he could be laughing about. 'Seriously, for once in your life just leave me alone,' I prodded, but instead he took a seat onto the steps beside me.'"
"I tried again to wipe the tears from my eyes, which were still crying, but before I could even raise a finger, his were already there, wiping them away. I was so surprised, he was such a jerk to me, and now he was being all sweet. I didn't know what to think. So I asked him. 'What are you doing?' He smiled faintly. 'I believe it's called comforting,' He said sarcastically. 'Why? You hate me,' I managed to say, because his fingers had slipped from my cheeks and were now around my neck. 'I don't hate you, Bella,' He said. 'Then why do you always make fun of me?' He was silent at that. 'I didn't want you or anyone else to know what I really felt, so I made it look like I hated you so much I could never like you.' He finally spoke. I was SHOCKED. I thought that all this time he hated me and now he was telling me he felt just the opposite. I didn't know what to say, I opened my mouth to say something, but at that he took his chances and pressed his hard mouth on mine and I won't lie, I kissed him back forcefully."
"I couldn't believe I was, but other than his picking on me, I hadn't found anything in him that led me to believe he was a bad guy. We broke apart after what seemed like eternity and he rested his forehead against mine and we both took big breaths. 'What about Emily?' I asked him. 'Oh, we're over.' He laughed. 'I told her I was after someone else.' I smiled and we started kissing again."
I took a deep breath after everything Bella had just told me. And I thought Edward and I's story was interesting. Wow.
"Wow, that's quite a story you have there." I commented. A few minutes earlier, Vincent had come over with the bill, probably listening to what Bella was saying, because she hadn't stopped with the story on his account.
We were now walking out the restaurant's front doors into the chilly evening night, ready to get in the car and head to the mall.
Bella smiled at me. "It is isn't it?"
AN: WOW. I know. My longest chapter yet! I am so proud of myself.
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