A/N. Hey everyone. So sorry that it took so long to update. Because of that I'm putting up 3 chapters. I know, it probably doesn't make up for the 3 months I've had you guys waiting, but I will try my best to continue putting up chapters quickly.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Emmett's Point Of View

It had been my first week of work. I actually enjoyed working there. All the employees were really cool, and then I got to see some really hot girls every day.

Even though I had many other things to do, I couldn't stop myself from having the quick thought about Rosalie every few hours. Just entirely random things popped into my mind. I thought about what she was wearing that day, and what she was doing right now. I thought about if she had her hair down, and what colour lip gloss she had on. I couldn't believe what I was thinking. I sounded whipped. Rose and I hadn't spoken for days. She was probably really angry with me. I kinda made her lose her boyfriend, even though it was her fault just as much as it was mine.

"Mr. Cullen, Lafitte Wine just arrived." One of the employees said through the intercom.

"Ok, that's great. And, please, it's Emmett." I responded. I had been trying to get the staff to call me Emmett for the past week, but they were so accustomed to having to call their boss so formally, it was kinda hard for them to change.

I moved from behind my desk on the third floor and headed for the elevator. The Lafitte Wine I had ordered was here and I needed to clear it and sign so that it could be sold at this club.

As I got to the bottom floor, I surveyed the room. I took in all the people that were there, especially the girls. Then I stopped. If my eyes weren't playing tricks on me, then I'm sure that I just saw Rosalie Hale enter the room. I saw her figure move toward the stairs…and was that Bella and Alice with her? I started rushing back to the elevator. I needed to talk to her and see how she felt about me. Was she still angry? Would she want to talk to me?

"Em-Emmett?" The youngest employee, Sarah stood in front of me.

"Umm, yea?" I answered, my mind totally in a different place.

"The wine? The guy outside is waiting." She said.

"Urrghhhh. Ok, you go sign."

"Emmett, I can't do that. I'm not the owner of this club, so…"

"Jeez, okay, okay." I said, cursing in my head.

I ran out to the back entrance and quickly dealt with the guy. In about ten minutes we'd be able to serve the wine at about five thousand per glass.

I ran back to the elevator and quickly made my way to the second floor. I came out and walked over to the bar. There they were dancing in the middle of the dance floor. Guys were all over them. I immediately felt so protective over Rose. But it was more than that. I felt selfish, as though I alone should be the one to touch her.

I watched as she slurped the rest of her drink. Alice took the glass from her and began walking towards the bar.

"Alice!" I called her over the loudness of the music. She didn't hear me. "Alice!" I shouted a little louder. Her head whipped around towards me and she came over with a smile.

"Long time no see, bro." She said laughing. "It's good to see you've taken a job. By the way, nice suit."

"Thanks." I replied. "Umm, what are you doing here?"

"Emmett, what does it look like I'm doing? I'm hanging out."

"I know, but what are you doing with Rose?"

"I'm helping her blow off some steam. We're having a girls' night out."

"What happened to her?"

"Well, from what she told me, she and you came pretty close to having sex and Jason walked in on you guys,"

"Well yeah."

"Well, she's kinda upset about Jason dumping her; I mean, it's not exactly normal for Rosalie to get dumped."

"I know. Do you think I should talk to her?"

"Definitely not." My face turned down. "Right now she's trying to forget that the male race even exists, so I don't think now is the best time."

"Okay," I said sadly.

"Hey cheer up; I didn't say she'd never talk to you, just not right now."

"Fine." I said breaking into a smile.

"Oh, and ummm, you work here right?" She asked grinning.

"Yea," I said playing along. "Just another minimum wage employee."

"Good, because I want to try some of that new wine."

"Ummm, it's really expensive m'am. I don't think you can afford it."

"Wrap it up on my bill for the evening," She said grabbing an entire bottle of wine and walking back to her friends.

I laughed as I watched her leave. Then I looked to Rosalie. She was still dancing with that guy, and the old feeling of jealousy crept back into me.

I stayed and watched her the entire night and it was now midnight. I helped fill out orders at times, but other than that my eyes were glued to her. I watched Rose dance, I watched her laugh and I watched her guzzle drink after drink of alcohol. She was way passed drunk. In fact, she passed drunk three hours ago. Yet, I just sat back and followed Alice's orders. I didn't even try to make a move on her.

I saw Alice and Bella going towards the bathroom, leaving Rosalie sitting at one of the tables chatting with some guy. All of a sudden, she began singing loudly and running her fingers through her hair. She got up and climbed onto the table grabbing everyone's attention. She swayed her hips from left to right and ran her hands along the sides of her body.

That's when everything began moving very fast. Before I knew it she ripped off her shirt and slid her short skirt down her perfectly slender legs. What was she doing?! I thought. She bent over, right in front of the guy she was talking to and he put out her hand to slap her butt, but I was already across the room.

I gripped his hand and wrung it backward. He winced in pain.

"If you value your life, you wouldn't do that." I said.

"Ok, ok dude, just lay off." He replied, and I did. I let him go and he walked off holding his hand.

"Don't think I'm ever coming to this club again!" He shouted as he reached the door, looking back at me. I simply and very politely showed him the 'fuck off' sign and turned back to Rose.

I dragged her off the table and flung her over my back. I began walking very briskly towards the elevator with her kicking and screaming behind me. At the same time Alice and Bella came out of the bathroom.

"Get her clothes," I said to them. They looked at me with their eyes wide and confused but quickly went to the table to follow my orders.

Rosalie had quieted in the elevator; however she still mumbled incoherent sentences to me. I took her upstairs and placed her on the huge bed I had in the bedroom of the third floor. Once she was comfortably lying on the bed, I took one of my shirts and put it on over her half naked body. I bent down to pull the covers over her bottom half when I felt her hands slide around my neck.

"Em-Emm-Emmett. Emmett I want you." She hiccupped on the last word.

"Rosalie," I said trying to gently remove her hands from my neck, "I don't think you know what you want right now. You're drunk."

"NO! NO!" She shouted.

"Rose. Shhhh! Quiet down. How about you go to sleep and we'll talk about this in the morning."

"Emmett…Emmie."

Alice's Point Of View

I had just gotten to Emmett's office with Rosalie's torn clothes in hand. Bella was downstairs phoning Edward to come pick her up since she was a little tipsy. I came out of the elevator and walked towards the door of the bedroom. That's when I heard Rose and Emmett.

"Emmett, please. Come on, I want you." Rosalie slurred.

"Rose…" Emmett spoke to her.

I craned the door open slightly so that I could see inside. Rosalie was running her hands down Emmett's chest and lower, and lower, and lower… Just as I was about to jump in there and scold my brother for playing around with a drunk girl, he did something so unlike his usual self. He grabbed Rose's hands and placed them to her sides.

"Rosalie, good night." He said and calmly walked outside to where I was.

"Is she okay Emmett?" I asked as he got outside.

"Yeah, she's gonna have a major hangover in the morning though." He replied. "I'm surprised she hasn't thrown up yet."

"Okay, well maybe I should stay to look after her." I offered.

"Okay. The other room is right next to the one she's in right now."

"Thanks."

Emmett's Point Of View

"Wait Alice, I have a question," I began.

"Yes?" She answered.

"Why'd you let her get so drunk?"

"Well, I guess I should've made her stop earlier. I just thought she could use a free night."

I don't know why but suddenly I became enraged at Alice. "Alice, she was stripping in the middle of the club with a guy waiting to smack her ass, and you think she could use a free night!" I hollered.

"Hey Emmett, don't shout at me. Don't you dare shout at me okay, the whole reason she wanted to do this is kinda your fault!"

"Why does everyone keep getting on as though I raped her?! It takes two goddamned people to have sex okay! She wanted to, I wanted to! I didn't pin her down and fucking raped her, okay! She wanted to do it!"

At this, Alice watched me as though I was insane. I had never blown up at her like this.

"Emmett," she started, "Fuck off."

I watched in shock as she turned away from me and headed towards the elevator. She was gone.

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