DISCLAIMER : I do not own any of these characters, from Twilight or Cruel Intentions, or the part of the plotline that comes from Cruel Intentions. I also do not own any HSM characters that make appearances or may be mentioned.
A/N: Edward is coming soon. And I had some extra space so I put some field hockey stuff in there because I'm addicted to the sport. Ha.
If Hearts Could Explode
Arianna Lillian
Chapter 5
Rosalie threw all of her intensity into her field hockey game. She was the captain and leading goal-scorer, though she also led the league in yellow cards. Alice was on the team as well. She was a wing because of her speed. She nearly had as many goals as Rosalie, but she was a much cleaner and calmer player, as she was in her daily life. Alice was the one who hovered by the goal post distracting the goalie, and tipping in the balls that came her way.
Rosalie had a killer drive that would shatter your kneecap if it hit you. She also had a temper. All of Rose's emotions came out while playing field hockey, without it, she would probably have a breakdown a week.
It was a close game. Rosalie's team, the Dragons, was down by one with two minutes left to go and Rosalie hadn't scored at all. Alice yelled at her, "Rose, get in the game. Stop with everything else! We need this win!"
Looking up and seeing her team watching her snapped her out of it for the time being. The whistle blew to restart after the goal. The Dragon's center did a quick pass to Rosalie who bolted up the field, toward the right sideline. She cut back toward the center. She dodged a few girls, and then sent a rocket at the goal. "Shit," Rose cursed, knowing it was a little wide as soon as she made contact with the ball. Both teams were on their feet, and Rosalie fell to her knees, pissed that her shot was off when she could have won the game. And then there were cheers. And then the whistle blew. Rosalie opened her eyes and her teammates were screaming and celebrating. "What?" Alice went sprinting out of the crowd of girls towards the center, ball in hand. She had tipped that freaking shot in! "Holy shit!" Rosalie ran over to them and the referees called for the start of overtime.
Rosalie's POV
That's when it hit me. Even if this person knew my secret, all I needed was one good drive to bring me into overtime: a completely new game. Field hockey always made more sense to me. Got it!
That changed my whole mental outlook on the game. This was a new game now, and I didn't have that text message on my mind.
We won in 2 minutes and 17 seconds.
3rd Person POV: After the Game
"Alice! Someone knows. That text was serious," Rosalie said to Alice, laying her head in her lap, visibly stressed out.
"Relax. We covered it up. It was a junior year thing. Don't worry about it. Even if she knows, she can't do anything about it," Alice said massaging Rose's temples, trying to calm her down.
"Alice, this is murder, not some out of control party!"
"Who is this girl that she's going to be able to convince everyone that we murdered them?! It was two people! No one knows, Rosalie! It's probably some bullshit prank!" Alice yelled; deep down she was stressed out because she had been involved as well. She ran her hands from Rose's temples, to her hair, finger brushing through it.
Rosalie took a few deep breaths, feeling more relaxed around Alice. "Maybe it was just some freshmen trying to do a prank. Even if it was a real threat, we have enough connections: Kathryn, Sharpay, or Ashley Tisdale, The McCartys, our families, The Whitlocks... we'd be perfectly fine."
Alice nodded. "Correct. I'm Alice Brandon. You're Rosalie fucking Hale! Get a grip, Rose. We win. We control everyone important. Relax."
Rosalie nodded, feeling much better. She got up and Alice did the same. "Oh, I'm 'dating'" – she used air quotes – "Emmett again. Its supposed to make the revenge much sweeter because she'd be betraying me or something, no big deal."
Alice hugged Rosalie, giving her an unspoken warning; Rose hated how many of those she had gotten lately. Alice and Sharpay were the only ones who really knew about how Rosalie felt differently about Emmett. Once Alice pulled away from the hug, she slapped Rosalie in the face, but not too hard. "Focus on revenge, Rose. Focus on the plan otherwise you won't go through with it."
Rosalie sighed and hugged her again. "Don't let me go weak, Alice."
Then there was a knock at the door and Jasper soon entered the bedroom. "Emmett is outside. He wants you," he said flatly, looking at Rosalie.
Rosalie nodded, then calmly replied, "He should know by now that I will never go at his request
Alice was already hungrily eying up Jasper. "But I will leave at Alice's request," Rosalie said with a grin. She laughed a bit, and walked out. Soon after, she heard a bunch of furniture clanging around.
Rosalie walked downstairs and said a polite good-bye to the butler who opened the door for her. Emmett was, of course, waiting. His sly smile told Rose that she could mess with his mind a little for this afternoon.
"Jasper told me you wanted to see me," she said in a tone that was almost sweet, but danced around a seductive tone.
"Yeah, I told him to tell you to come down and see me."
"And here I am," Rose said and lightly touched his cheek.
"I didn't think you would come see me," Emmett said with a smile. "I figured you'd be stubborn and not come down just because I asked you to."
"Awh, come on, Em. I'm not that bad, am I?"
Emmett continued smiling, "Oh please baby, you're the best when you're bad. When you're angry, you are so sexy. It makes me want you so much more than I do on a daily basis."
"You like my manipulative bitch side?" Rosalie said with a grin, stepping closer to him.
"Oh, baby, I'm so hot for you when you're angry." Emmett pulled her close to
him, crushing their bodies together. "I want you, Rose," he whispered.
Rosalie pulled him into a soft kiss that quickly heated up. She gently pushed him back so that now he was leaning on his car and she was on top of him. "I want you too, Emmett," she whispered in reply, between kisses.
His hands began wandering up her shirt. Emmett continues kissing her, and he felt Rosalie's hand on his now raging hard-on. Once he heard her moan he couldn't control himself. "Oh God. My place. Now. Oh, Rose."
Rosalie pushed him back, hitting the car again and he chuckled at bit at her roughness. She nibbled lightly on his ear, then whispered, "Not until you ruin Bella." Then she pulled away and walked toward her car, adjusting her skirt. Rosalie cast him one quick look over her shoulder, smirking at his expression.
She unlocked her car then opened the driver's side door. Before she had even fully opened it, Emmett has slammed it shut. "Damn it, Rosalie," he growled angrily, grabbing her arms, turning her to face him.
Rosalie grinned like a cat, "I thought you liked how bitchy I am."
"I fucking love it," Emmett said and unexpectedly crashed his lips to hers. Almost immediately, his hands cupped her ass cheeks. Emmett moved his kissed to the sensitive spot on her neck. Rosalie got caught up in the moment and let out a moan as she jumped up, hooking her legs around Emmett, feeling his hard-on pressed up against her. Emmett held her up with ease, kissing her roughly, but passionately on the lips again. Their tongues warred, but soon Rosalie regained her footing and pushed him off.
"You don't give in do you, love?" Emmett said, laughing.
"Don't start this again, Emmett."
"Will I never get you, aside from our impending threesome?"
"Emmett, love, you're almost my equal in every way, but no. Rosalie smirked and got in her car. Once she drove off, Emmett was left with one more question: Will this infatuation with her ever end?
Edward's POV: The Next Day
I was not excited to be back in town.
Of course I wanted to see Bella, but I never liked Upper East Side life. I had known Bella since we were three and she knew that my family was extremely well off and that I had gone to the proper prep schools, etcetera. Bella lived with her mother, who had remarried quite well, every summer, and that's how we met. She had always gone back to Washington for school. As a result, she did not know the full story of my life while I lived with my parents (I was at University now). Bella had received a scholarship to Manchester going into her freshman year, but turned it down. She transferred there her sophomore year, when I had just graduated, but I never went to Manchester. I still got to see her a lot and soon we started dating. She's been my everything ever since then.
I pulled up to Oakwood and scanned the crowds of people, looking for Bella. I ignored any glances cast my way and any whisperings about me.
"Edward?" There was a shocked, but familiar voice behind me. "Edward Cullen is back in town?" Normally I would have ignored her, but she was not someone you'd easily forget.
I turned around to see non other than Rosalie Hale. "I haven't seen you in two years," she said walking closer, her skirt still as short as always. I gave her a quick once over and she did the same to me. Yes, she was still gorgeous, even more so than when I last saw her.
She gave me a hug, obviously holding on a bit longer than normal. "Still a tease I see." I said casually, pulling away.
"Always," she said with a grin. "What are you doing here anyway?"
Just as I opened my mouth to explain, Bella walked over. I couldn't help it, I grabbed her and kissed her gently, tenderly. I realized we were being impolite, considering I interrupted a conversation to kiss Bella. I looked up at Rosalie who looked slightly shocked, and slightly intrigued, but something in her almost looked angry.
"You're Bella's Edward?" She asked, studying us.
"You two know each other," Bella said, more shocked than anyone.
"You could say that," I chuckled nervously.
"Our families used to do Winter Break together," Rosalie said casually. I mentally thanked her for that, but I made a mental note to verbally thank her for playing it cool later. Its not that I wanted to hide things from Bella, I just wanted to be the one to tell her. "Hey, listen. I'm going to let you two guys go, but we should catch up later, Edward. My mother will surely have your family for dinner. I'll talk to you later Bella." She laughed and walked away.
"I didn't know you knew anyone at Oak." Bella said right after Rosalie was out of range.
"I completely forgot Rosalie even went here, quite honestly. But don't worry about that now." I didn't want to talk about Rosalie. "I've missed you, Bella. So much. It tore me up inside. I don't want to focus on that. I just want to be with you right now." I leaned down and kissed her again, more passionately this time. Bella was the one good thing about coming home. "You're my everything. I love you."
"I love you too, Edward, more than anything. And I've missed you desperately." She smiled, "Having you back here makes me forget about all the Kathryn Merteuils of the world."
I nearly hissed at the name. Just knowing that she was awful enough to make Bella transfer made me hate her. Bella didn't deserve the drama of these types of people, and I didn't want her to be corrupted by them.
3rd Person POV
"Emmett!" Rosalie screamed, seeing him by his car.
"You're late," he said flatly.
"Cut the shit."
"Hey, now. Language, love." Emmett said with a small laugh.
"We have a problem."
"Yeah, I just waited around for seven extra minutes for you."
"Shut the fuck up Emmett!"
"Ouch. Relax, darling. The perfect couple shouldn't be arguing in public like this."
"Oh shove it." Rosalie said, clearly ticked off.
"Harsh words, my lovely. Now calm down."
"Bella's boyfriend is back in town to see her and watch over her."
"Yeah, and? I'll still get her to fuck me and it'll mean she'll have to lie to his face. So picture perfect. Where's the problem in that?"
"I… know him." She hesitated a bit.
"Okay. What's the problem?" He said, with a shrug.
"Jesus Christ, Em, are you retarded? I've fucked the guy!"
"Oh…"
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