Somebody Save Me

Chapter 2

EmPOV

"I know, I know," I said at the time Edward said, "You're late… again."

"Emmett, it's the third time you're late this month. You're my friend, but if you keep this way, well, I'm afraid I'll have to fire you."

"Blah, blah, blah," I replied, "you know it won't happen again."

"That's what you always say."

"I mean it this time."

"You better."

"Aaaand, my dear Eddie, you're making me arrive even later to my class," I said with a grin.

He rolled his eyes and turned his back to me.

I waved hello to Bella and Alice on my way to my class.

I entered the classroom and walked straight to my spot

The same people that always came were there, in the same spots they always choose. But today, my class had three more people.

I took a general view to recognize the new faces, but I stopped as my eyes met the most beautiful person I had ever seen.

She was blonde angel, with big, blue eyes, that widened as she noticed my gaze. I turned around, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

There was something weird about this angel. She was beautiful, of course, but she looked broken.

"Okay people, let's begin!" I called to the class, then I said, "Oh, by the way, I'm Emmett, Emmett McCarthy," introducing myself to the new ones, but specially, to my blonde angel.

I began with the warm up, just few minutes.

We were in the middle of the class and it was getting boring, so I looked for the song "Dirty Little Secret" to give the class a hint that we had to go faster.

"C'mon people! Move your legs!" I shouted as I pedaled faster, "The fun part is just about to begin!"

I'll keep you my dirty little secret (Dirty little secret)

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)

My dirty little secret

I sang along with the song, enjoying the moment, but then I looked up, and saw the angel gasping for air.

Who has to know

The way she feels inside (inside)

Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)

These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)

And all I've tried to hide

It's eating me apart

Trace this life out

I jumped down of my bike and walked straight to her.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Rosalie," she gasped.

"Well, it suits her," I mumbled to myself.

"What?" she asked. Emmett McCarthy you have to learn to speak quieter, the voice of reason inside my head said to me.

"Are you feeling OK?"

"Yes, I'm totally fine," she said the last sentence without air.

The whole class was looking at us now so I shouted, "Keep pedaling, you people!"

"I think you should rest some time."

"No," she said firmly. "I'm fine."

Oh, so she was stubborn. Poor thing, she didn't know how insistent I could be.

"No. You must rest."

"I won't. I said I'm fine!" I could see she had very little patience, as well.

I narrowed my eyes at her and she glared at me.

"Okay, just stop pedaling for five seconds. I… um… your seat… yeah, I have to adjust your seat correctly."

She gave me a wary look, but stopped pedaling.

"Gotcha!" I exclaimed as I grabbed her waist and pulled her down of the bike.

"What are you doing?! Let go!!" she hit my back, but I could barely feel anything. She was very weak… and skinny. I could surround her waist with one hand. Not even Alice was so thin.

I put her on the ground. She was furious, I could tell, but there was also something else.

I told everyone the class was over without moving my gaze. The new ones sighed with relief, but I hardly noticed that. My whole attention was with Rosalie.

"Why did you do that?" she asked, recovering her breath.

I shrugged, "I told you, you had to rest."

She just looked scowling.

"What? It was the only way you were going to do it."

"Well, you… you… you didn't have the right!"

"Of course I have! This is my class!" I said with a triumphantly grin.

"Well then, I'm not coming back here ever again!" she pushed past me

"No, wait!" she wouldn't turn around so I grabbed her wrist before she could get out of the room.

"Let go of me!!"

"I will only if you listen to me first."

"Hmm… fine."

"Okay, I know this is going to sound weird, but I think you should get help."

"What? What are you talking about? I'm not sick."

"Tell me something: when was the last time you ate something?"

"Today."

"What?"

"An apple."

"Yeah, sure," I said sarcastically, "Come, I'll buy you breakfast."

I could see she was about to protest, so I grabbed her wrist again and pulled her towards the cafeteria.

I sat in front of her in the table and ordered two fruit salads. Her skin turned green when the waiter placed the plate in front of her.

"I'm not hungry." She said.

"Me neither, but I want to see you eat something… please?" I looked at her with my puppy eyes that I knew nobody could resist.

"No."

"Oh, c'mon! It's just fruit!" I exclaimed, "Consider it a light meal."

"No."

"Eat it… or I'll make you eat a whole sandwich."

Her eyes widened and she picked up a piece of peach and put it in her mouth.

Oh… this was bad… very bad.

"I know it's not of my business but, since when you haven't eaten?"

A/N: Hey! Sorry for taking so long in updating but Inspiration was busy. Well anyway, what did you think of this chapter? Did you like it was Emmett's POV? I was thinking in alternating POVs, would you like that?

Ohh, would anyone want to guess why Emmett knew so fast there was something wrong with Rosalie? There are cookies for anyone who guesses… and for the beautiful, beautiful people who review.

And I'll give EXTRA cookies to the people that write more than three words in the reviews. =D.

-Rosalie.