Caught Out There - Mya Luckey (the giving tree read aloud .txt) 📗

powder room, I ducked inside. I tried to close the door but Emmett hadn't frozen when I leapt from his arms, he followed me silently-a grain of sand flowing with the wind.
His foot in the threshold,"What? What's wrong Mya?"How could he not understand how I felt... Maybe Vampires didn't have useless emotions like jealousy or embarrassment. Before my mind had went all projectile I was thinking about how I was seriously falling in love with him, how comfortable I was in his presence and how I felt like the Queen of Egypt when he held me. I tried once again to close the door- though I knew his foot was there-when the latch did not click I pressed my back to the wall and slumped to the ground. Emmett came in anyway immediately heading to a closet adjacent to where I slouched and grabbed the things neccessary to patch me up again.
"You don't understand do you? How detrimental it was to keep that thought to myself until the right time...," I questioned, growing aggrivated that he seemed untouched by my mood."Which could be never," I sighed quietly. He ignored the later part.
"No, I don't. I don't see what's so detrimental about sharing your love with me- with anyone." By this time he was pulling me from the floor by my shoulders like a toddler- I thought it was wierd how often I felt like a child when I was with him. He pulled me up onto his lap, I could feel his stare locked on the side of my face but refused to look up at him. Pulling my chin up he whispered, "You have to cooperate with me if we want this to work."
I breifly wondered what 'we' wanted to work, but decided I didn't want to ask, what if it wasn't the answer I was looking for. I decided that he was right and that pouting was not the way to resolve any problem, standing up I looked for a way to show my torsole with out exposing my entire body. Emmett stood with me but was motionless at my side.
"So...,"I began breaking into his reverie.
"Yes?"
"How are we going to do this?" I asked eyeing the gauz and then my floor length cocktail dress.
"Oh... However you want I don't care either way." Thanks for your help I thought sourly. I finally decided that holding up the dress would be too tedious so turned my back to Emmett.
"Unzip me... Please." I wished I would of been looking at his face so that I could guess the reason for his hesitation. When he finally reached up to undo the zipper, his touch almost shocked me. The tension between us was almost tangible. I knew that if I didn't do this now I would change my mind, I dropped the dress off my shoulders. I wasn't sure if I was imagining the steady flow of energy eminating off his body, the short pause felt like a decade. Then it was time to get to work, Emmett's cool marble hand appeared to my left with two white pills, I sighed wearily but followed the silent command. I turned to the sink to get some water, as soon as I turned around to the wall length mirror above the sink I saw a cresent moon shaped scar on my left arm at the crease of my elbow. I raised my right hand slowly tracing the puckered pink skin. Emmett broke the prolonged silence.
"I'm sorry," he whispered into the skin at the nape of my neck I whirled on him.
"Why are you sorry? You didn't do this... Did you?" I couldn't put it past him but I doubted he would have. He just shook his head and backed away his face unreadable- cold and lifeless. I wanted so badly to console him, realising my hand was full I turned back to the sink filling the small dixie cup with water. After swallowing the wretched pills I washed away the taste with the gulp of water. In my haste I nearly spilled it down my chest, I dabbed at my face with the sink side towel. I walked back to Emmett standing just inches from his angelic face, I looked up into his eyes waiting for him to elaborate on his earlier statement. Apparently, it was clear what I wanted, he sighed and reached out to sweep the stray hairs from my face as he spoke.
"When I heard the banging noise coming from the window of that abandoned building... I went to see what was going on... It was hard to tell from the woods below- where I stood so I scaled the building next door. When I saw you bleeding and distressed I acted mostly on instinct. I burst in to help, and when he realised my intentions were to help not harm he acted in spite, springing on you. I was just a second too late pulling him off..." I waited silently, remembering from a different angle my rescue. "I knew I was too late because during the fight I could hear you screaming," He reached up to cover his ears as if the scream was still grating on his ear drums. "Your scream it... Calls to me. More than any I've ever heard. Like It was- is- my destiny to keep you safe." I just nodded and he wrapped his arms around me. "Ever since that moment I vowed to myself to never have to hear you sream like that again..." I didn't want to let go but I knew I needed new bandages. Emmett grabbed the gauz and we decided that it would be easier if he sat and I spun. He quickly undid my old bandages and rubbed on a new coat of healing salve, I turned my side to the reflective glass to examine the damage. My stomache heaved, there were three gashes on my side across my ribs each layed open like lips. I covered my mouth and looked away.
I held the begining of the bandage and spun slowly as Emmett played doctor and patched me up. When we finished I was glad to get dressed, I stepped into the middle of the pile that was my dress on the floor. Emmett was quicker than me he grabbed the dress and slid the dress over me and zipped me in before I could even think through what was happening.
"So was that your room," I asked as we stepped out of the bathroom.
He chuckled,"No. That is the guest room..." He paused and I had the joy of watching his eyes light with excitement,"Do you want to see my room?"
"Of course!" I followed eagerly behind him vaguely registering that we had began to ascend the flight of stairs. At the top of the stairs was one door it opened to a huge golden room. The carpet was a golden-vanilla color and plush under my bare feet, across the room was a large ornately carved wooden dresser with -antique knobs. I guessed it was over a hundred years old. Adjacent to the dresser was a king sized bed swathed in silky-white sheets and folded neatly at the bottom was a pale gold quilt. My eyes trailed over to the huge entertainment system, its shelves stocked with movies and cd's . I stepped around Emmett entering the room first, I spun around to express my admiration to him. He was still in the doorway a simple yet indescribable look on his face. But then I looked at the picture surrounding the frame. The largest was hung in a long chestnut frame with a black and white photo of Emmett in a suit standing in front of a small bank. His face an exact replica of his flawless face. "When was this?" I asked motioning him over.
"In 1987, in front of first national bank of Pittsburg Imprint

Publication Date: 07-03-2011

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