His Little Mystery

07

As I am wrapped in Emmett's arms, we see Edward's Volvo park across the lot. Edward opens the passenger's side door open for Bella. Emmett had to drive me to school, because Edward had said he was picking my sister up for school today.

Rosalie is annoyed, which is normal when it ones to my sister. Her eyes are narrowed the entire time she watches as they walk, an. Edward whispers a few things to Bella. I sigh in content as I rest my head on Emmett's shoulder, wanting to enjoy this one good thing.

"Bella is coming to meet the family this evening." Jasper tells me. "You coming?"

"She is riding in with me." Emmett say. "Edward is bringing Bella over in his car. Then driving the girls home after."
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"Is she even Italian?" Rosalie asks as everyone simmers, chops, or cooks something.

"Her name is Bella." Emmett jokes from beside me, earning an elbow in the ribs.

"Get a whiff of that." Rosalie grumbles.

"Here comes the human!" Esme sings before she skips over to the kitchen entrance. "Bella, we're making italiano for you!"

"Bella, this is Esme." Edward smiles at the woman. "My mother for all intents and purposes."

"You've given us a reason to use the kitchen for the first time." Carlisle replies. "Esmerelda here won't let us cook for her."

"Hope you're hungry," Esme says while smiling at her husband.

"Yeah, absolutely." Bella smiles.

"She's already ate," Edward mumbles.

Really Edward!? Damn.

Suddenly, the glass bowl shatters in Rosalie's hand shatters.

"Perfect." Rosalie growls.

"It's just...." Bella struggles to find words under Rosalie's glare. "I know you guys don't eat."

"Of course." Esme says, eyeing Rosalie with disapproval. "That is very considerate of you."

"Just ignore Rosalie, I do." Edward mumbles.

"Yeah, let's just keep pretending this isn't dangerous for all of us." Rosalie hisses, Maverick taps her shoulder with his palm in wanting as my mouth drops in shock. 

"I would never tell a-anybody!" Bella stammers.

"She knows that," Carlisle says after gazing at Rosalie. 

"Yeah, well, the problem is that you two hade become public now." Emmett starts.

"Emmett." I hiss I warning.

"No, she should know." Rosalie growls. "You too, Esmerelda. The entire family will be implicated if this ends badly."

"As in we'd become the meals." Bella stammers.

Emmett just blows up, laughing very loudly. I just slap him.

"I'm going to then Volvo, Edward." I growl before storming outside.

Emmett Cullen.

"I'm so sorry, Emmett!" Rosalie declares. "They had to kn ...."

"Shut up; Rosalie." I growl. "Just.... Shut up."

"Clean this up," Esme says. "Now, Rose. Emmett, call and check on Esmerelda."

Esmerelda Swan.
My cellphone rings no longer than ten minutes after I change into something comfy. Emmett's name is on the screen.

"I'm not mad at you," I say as I press call, and sit on the couch. "Just hurt by Rosalie....."

"Rosalie loves you...., She's just..." Emmett pauses. "I don't know. She's just Rosalie. She has always been this way towards humans, even ones she actually likes."

"Oh," I mutter as I turn the tv on. "I'm watching Tom and Jerry."

"You're adorable." Emmett coos. "Can I come hang out?"

"Drive over." I say before handing up.

Not long later, someone is knocking on the door. I beat Bella to the door, and let Emmett inside. Emmett sits on the couch with me.

"We are gonna play baseball, tomorrow night." Emmett tells me. "I wanted to know if you'd come?"

"I'd love to," I reply. "Sounds fun."

Emmett wraps an arm around me right as Bella hugs down. She stumbles back a little when she first sees Emmett before she relaxes.

"Hey, Emmett." Bella greets.

"I apologize for my part in Rosalie's banter earlier today." Emmett says. "I'm sure Edward invited you to our game for tomorrow."

"He did," Bella replies as she sits on the loveseat on the other side of the coffee table. "Mind if I join?"

"Make you and me some popcorn first," I plead. "You're oldest."

Bella smiles before she goes to the kitchen. Emmett kisses the Rio if my head. We actually end up watching cartoons until I fall asleep in his cold arms.