A/N. Enjoy!

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Rosalie's Point Of View

"Oh jeez," I said softly as woke up. My head was throbbing. God it hurt. I turned to the side and saw some guy fast asleep next to me. Ooooooh, what a great view. He was sleeping facing me, his chest towards me. Wow this guy was buff, and he looked so cute. His short hair fell all over his face in big, luscious curls. And I could hear the sound of him breathing coming out of his slightly parted lips.

Wait, what was I saying! What was I thinking! Where am I? Oh my god, oh my god, I repeated in my mind. The panic rushing through me only increased the pain I felt in my head.

"Please tell me I did not have sex with this guy," I began saying softly as I frantically removed the covers from my body. Oh my gosh, I was in my underwear and a guy's shirt. This was not a good sign.

I looked back to the sleeping figure. Wait, I knew that face.

"Emmett," I said. Oh my gosh, I slept with Emmett. I slept with Emmett and I can't even remember anything of it. How did I even come across him? I don't remember meeting him. But then again, I don't remember anything.

"Emmett!" I shouted, suddenly becoming angry. Why would he do that if he knew I was drunk?! Where were Alice and Bella? They just left me alone with him?

Even after I called, Emmett's body did not move an inch. I moved over to him and shook his arm roughly.

"Emmett! Get the hell up!" I yelled.

He awoke, a confused expression on his face, came off the bed and stood there wiping his eyes.

"Emmett, how could you do this to me?"

"What? What did I do?" He asked true puzzlement on his sleepy features.

"Don't act so innocent! I can't believe you slept with me and I was drunk!"

"Rose, Rose, I didn't sleep--" He said. I couldn't believe he was lying about it too. I went up to him and slapped him across his face.

"Don't lie to me Emmett." I told him as my hand was imprinted on his face. The area immediately turned red.

"Rose, I didn't--"

"Then why the hell am I in your shirt, supposedly and you are half-naked under the covers?"

"I put you in that shirt because you tore your other one and Rose, I'm a guy. We usually sleep without shirts."

"Emmett, this is a hell of a time to be sarcastic. And what do you mean I tore my top!"

"Well, as I remember, you were quite drunk and started stripping in the downstairs bar, and guys were all over you. So I had to get you out of there."

"Oh, so you took me up to your room, had your way with me- while I was drunk, might I add. Emmett, I can't believe you would do something like that!"

"Rose, I did not do anything, but put some clothes on your body and let you sleep."

He was lying. I was sure he was lying. He realized how furious I was with the fact that he slept with me, and now he's trying to make it seem as though he did nothing. I don't believe this. And, oh my god, I think I forgot to take the pill yesterday morning.

"Rose…"

"Stop calling me Rose, okay! Just stop!" I shrieked at him.

He looked surprised and hurt by my outburst, but right now I didn't care about him. He had violated me, and for all I knew, I could be pregnant.

"Emmett," I began. "I might be pregnant. I didn't take the pill yesterday morning."

"Rose-Rosalie. You cannot be pregnant, okay? I never slept with you."

"Emmett, tell the fucking truth! Why are you lying! What, are you scared I might be making a child for you?"

Okay, I have to admit, I did go a bit overboard with that last part. His face screwed up as watched me.

"Rosalie, for the last time, I did not sleep--"

"Emmett, shut up. Okay?" I said pulling on my skirt from last night and holding the ripped shirt. "I know that you're lying. You're Emmett Cullen for Christ's sake. You sleep with anything that has boobs and a butt, what should make me think you didn't do the same to me." I said getting annoyed with his pathetic excuses.

I walked out of the room and noticed the huge office I was in. I was too angry to find out more about it. I found an elevator and proceeded towards it.

"Rosalie," he shouted from behind me. "If you're gonna be such an ass, just give me back my shirt."

"Don't need it." I said as I popped the little buttons while pulling off the shirt. "Take it!" I said throwing it at him.

"Whatever." He responded as he left me there.

Emmett's Point Of View

What the hell just happened? I actually didn't sleep with a girl for once, and she slaps me because she thinks I did. You know, I didn't see this coming from Rosalie, especially since I never forced her to do anything. How could she think that? I was really annoyed with her.

I walked over to my desk and just sat there thinking about the situation. Then someone buzzed through the intercom.

"Emmett, we need to talk. I'm coming up now." My dad's voice rung through the speakers.

No, no no! Not now! I was definitely not in the mood for a 'talk' with my father. But, nothing I could do would stop this. The elevator doors opened and Carlisle walked towards me.

"Good morning, Emmett." He said.

"Hello dad." I responded. "What makes you drop in today?"

"Well, I heard something from your sister that was very unsettling to me."

"Yeah, it's also none of your business."

"Emmett, I swear I'll-" He started, but then seemed to contain his anger. "Emmett," he said calmly, "Whatever goes on in this family is my business."

"Fine. Yesterday I just got a little angry with Alice, and lost it." I told him.

"Yes Emmett, we all make our mistakes sometimes, but, Alice is very hurt and you should apologize."

"Dad, I'm not apologizing. I know I said some things I shouldn't have but that does not mean I didn't mean them."

"Emmett, you cursed your sister. You are going to apologize."

"Dad, she cursed me too. I don't see her coming here to tell me sorry."

"Emmett, well fine, be the bigger person then. You apologize."

"Dad, I already know that I'm much bigger than Alice."

"Emmett, why do you always have to be this stubborn? What happened when we were raising you? All the other kids turned out fine."

"Whatever dad."

"Emmett, listen to me. You are going to apologize. Today is Saturday; you have until Tuesday to apologize to her."

"Well, I can give you the answer that you're gonna get Tuesday right now: I'm not apologizing."

"Emmett, you're wrong you know. Oh, when will you learn?"

"Oh, when will you leave?" I said mocking him.

"Emmett!" He hollered. "I am so fed up of your attitude."

"Dad, I don't really care. I'm not in the mood for this, okay?"

"Emmett, you and your sister will have to make up some time."

"Sure we will, just not now! Or anytime soon for that matter."

"I'm going to talk to your counselor about this. I am sure she will tell you to make up with Alice."

I couldn't help it. A big smile broke out unto my face. If my dad only knew what 'Dr. Taylor' and I did behind those doors.

"Sure dad, you tell her," I said laughing.

"What are you laughing about? I'm going to see her right now, if you think I'm bluffing."

"Okay. Go right ahead."

And with that, my dad angrily stomped out of the room and to the elevator.

"Thank you for leaving." I muttered to myself. Today couldn't be any worse. Rosalie would probably never talk to me again and Alice too. But I was frustrated with always being expected to follow everyone else's orders. This time I wasn't going to. Sod off world.