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AN: Ok sorry about the huge delay in this chapter. I'm sure by now many of you think that I abandoned this story and I apologize for that. Real life has become hectic with starting a new job and my husband getting multiple ankle surgeries. So updates may be spaced out quite a bit but hopefully I can update at least once a month from here on out, but unfortunately I cannot make any promises. So without further ado on with the story…
"Hello, I'm Emmet Cullen, and you are?" The man said.
This is the point when I should probably introduce myself, but I'm at a loss for words because this dude is huge….I mean like hulk huge….but at the same time he has the most gentle looking eyes and adorable dimples, that seem to give him a boyish quality. I guess if he was going to hurt me, he could have done it by now. Probably best not to make an enemy of the hopefully gentle giant.
"Umm… Bella Swan." I said
"Well umm Bella Swan, it's nice to meet you." He said while flashing me his dimples.
I blushed, involuntarily of course, because I'm such a badass…yeah, not exactly.
"Anyway, Mrs. Swan would you like to tell me why you're trying to steal my trailer?"
Oh snap, this is not good, how do I answer him without sounding like a jackass. I guess the truth will have to do.
"Uh, I thought that it was abandoned, you see I got all these supplies but then I realized it wouldn't fit in my truck, so I figured I would find a trailer or something….."
Shit he's just staring at me as I stutter my way through my explanation. Maybe I should try to apologize; he can't be mad at me then right?
"Listen, I'm really sorry, I'm not usually one to pilfer things, in fact I haven't stolen anything since the time I stole a candy bar from the store and then felt so guilty about it I ended up returning it to the store and apologizing to the store owner…..so umm yeah anyway like, I said I don't steal, it's just been a really long day, I was just attacked by a zed-"
Luckily he stopped me from my rambling, because it really was getting embarrassing. I'm usually not this neurotic, I just don't really have that many people skills and even with his kind face his size really is intimidating.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, pinkie, one thing at a time please, and start with what the hell is a zed?" he asked.
"A zed, you know a zombie. I decided to shorten in because the term zombie just seems played out. Don't you think?" I asked, but then thought about what he called me, what the hell, why did he just call me pinkie?
"And why did you call me pinkie?"
"You really don't know how to just ask one question at a time do you?" Emmett's booming laughter punctuated the end of his question.
"But to answer your questions, yes zombie is somewhat played out, and I called you pinkie because you turn pink when you blush."
And queue the blush again. Damn it, time to get back on topic before my face is permanently pink.
"So anyway yeah, I'm sorry about the whole trailer thing, I'll let you get on your way."
Even as the words escape my mouth I can't help but feel a little disappointed, he seems like a really nice guy to be friends with….too bad it's likely that the world is ending so we will probably both end up dead….yep that's the spirit…why not just curl up in a ball and rock back and forth Swan….gees I really need to get out of here before my internal monologue keeps talking about dying.
"Well you know I actually left my trailer because I was looking for another vehicle because my truck decided that it would be a good time to drop dead, and since I don't want to join my truck on the other side by sticking around here, how about you and I team up. I'm assuming you have a truck since you were trying to steal my trailer right?
Ok, so Emmett has as little of a verbal filter as I do. Hmmm….that might be nice to have someone else tag along that won't take offense to my colorful remarks. But I wonder where he is headed.
"Where you headed?
Emmett scratched his head for a second before he began to answer "I was going to head to Boston to go find my brother and then head to Seattle to find my parents, after that not so sure."
"Ok, well I was headed to Arizona to go find my parents then I was going to go to New York to go get my best friend and her boyfriend. So we are kinda headed in opposite directions at the moment."
Damn….I was so looking forward not having to talk to myself for the next few days.
"Well I may not be sharpest of people but it seems we are headed in roughly that same directions just at opposite times. Was there a reason you didn't want to pick up your friend first?"
" Well I really didn't think heading to a big city like New York all by my lonesome was a good idea, so I figured I would go pick up reinforcements then go hack down some Zeds with my pops….he's a cop so he's got awesome aim." I gave him a big cheesy grin because just thinking about my dad going all Rambo on some zeds made we all giddy inside.
"Huh, well now you got me and I ain't too shabby, if I do say so myself." And then he did the most cliché thing ever and kissed his biceps. I tried really, really hard not to bust up laughing….ok maybe not that hard but I did try. I soon gave up the fight and bent over with my hands on my knees laughing like a hyena. As I calmed some, I had to say my peace.
"Never, ever, do that again please. If not for me, then for your own dignities sake."
He just looked at me and pouted…awww that is kinda cute. My inner self did not agree as she huffed and started humming the death march at the thought of placing our life in his hands. Since I am not getting along with her at the moment I say.
"What the hell, let's do this."
Emmett looked confused for a second before a big grin broke out on his face and he took a big step towards me and picks me up in a bone crushing hug. My back even cracked….huh that actually feels pretty good, oh but now breathing is becoming an issue. Let's see what to do in this situation…I remember seeing a documentary on animal planet about when bears attack…ok so maybe it wasn't a documentary and maybe it was on fox but I digress. I remember it said to play dead in such cases, so I went completely limp….it's a talent I tell you and has gotten me out of many awkward situations.
When he felt my body go limp he muttered an "oh shit…not again." I wanted to laugh because really how many times can someone hug a person to the point of passing out, but I'm nothing if not determined so I kept it up until he set me on the ground then just for shits and giggles I waited until he knelt down next to me and snapped my eyes open at the same time I screamed brains and grabbed his ankle. He screamed like a little girl and shook my hand of his ankle and I started laughing….wow today has sure been interesting. He glared down at me and said
"Not cool Pinkie, not cool."
"Ok, well enough of the comedic relief, I think we should probably get going before it gets much later."
Emmett nodded his head and said he would get the trailer hooked up if I pointed out my truck. I pointed out my baby and I swear Emmett started to sweat a little.
"You sure that thing will make it with all the traveling we have to do?"
" Are you kidding me….don't knock my truck… even Woody Harrilson would be proud to kill zombies in this baby."
Emmett looked at me for a second then smiled "Zombieland reference…nice touch. Ok, I'm in."
Emmett then dragged the trailer over to my truck as if it weighed nothing and hitched it. He then wiped his hands on his jeans and leaned against the side of my truck.
He looked at me then and asked if I needed to make any additional stops. I told him I was good and if he needed anything we could stop on the way out of town. He walked back to his truck and grabbed a bag out of the back along with a shotgun and baseball bat. I grinned… you can never have too many weapons. I hopped in the driver's seat and waited as Em got in and tossed his stuff in the back and bucked up.
As I started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot I asked "So Em, this brother of yours, what's he like?"
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