It seemed Emmett had made it his mission to become my friend. He was always offering to talk or wrestle or go hunting, whatever I wanted to do. But I always declined and I could feel his dejection, but I was still uncertain about him. He was obviously the strongest and could have easily taken Edward out if he didn't have the ability to read minds. I was fascinated with watching them wrestle, Emmett had no strategy and Edward wouldn't be able to tell what he was going to do. If Emmett had some training he could have been able to strategize, but with Edward's ability it wouldn't do him much good I guess.
Emmett would always invite me to join, and Edward would, less enthusiastically agree. I would decline and Emmett would ask one last time before they found a place far away enough from the house. It wasn't something I was willing to do but I enjoyed watching them, since I wouldn't be able to hurt either of them if I didn't get involved. I was afraid that instead of playing I would switch to survival mode and seriously injure one of them. I wasn't too fond of Edward but I knew Alice would be disappointed if I hurt him.
Sometimes Carlisle would even join in with them. He would be standing on the sidelines with Esme and then all of a sudden he'd either be dragged in by Emmett or join on his own. They'd all come out covered in dirt with torn clothes. Esme would light up, seeing her mate play with her boys, and once in a while I would detect a hint of sorrow from her. I knew very little of their backstories and couldn't imagine what she would be unhappy about.
Unlike Emmett, Rosalie seemed to have made it her mission to chase me away. She was always glaring and sending waves of hate and disgust towards me. I'm sure if she had known I was an empath the feelings would have been stronger. She would have rivaled Maria. She was never outright hateful though, probably because of Emmett. She was not however afraid to speak her mind and I had heard her telling Emmett to say away from me. He would laugh and say she was being paranoid and she would remind him of how I had first introduced myself. He always defended me though, saying they didn't know what I'd been though. It was almost enough to try to open up some to him.
A/N: Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to everyone. I know this isn't Christmas themed but I wanted to update. Also a word of caution whenever you are cutting something with a sharp knife, say sweet potatos, make sure your thumb isn't under the knife when you cut, because even though I didn't have to go to the ER you might have to.