Rising Waves, Jamil Devallos [free e reader .TXT] 📗

 The only people left in the kitchen were Emmett and Renesmee. I silently ate until Emmett had finally decided to speak up. “Enjoying your stay?” He asked with a sly grin, his teeth whiter than his skin. “I've only been here for twenty minutes, isn't it too early to be asking?” I said jokingly. Emmett shrugged with his arms crossed in front of his chest. “I asked you first. Do you like it here?” I stared at him for a long moment with a smile on my face, and rolled my eyes. “Sure, I like it. Though, there's something bothering me . . .” I murmured the last part to myself, I wish I could say it to myself.

 Confusion was held in his eyes. “What's bothering ya?” He asked as he hoisted himself on the counter and sat down on it. “Aah,” I murmured. “I would prefer to talk in private than with people with hyper-sensitive hearing around us.”

“No!” Rosalie's words came out like a hiss of an angered snake. “Calm down, Rose!” Emmett said as he sped to his partner's side. Her eyes were glaring at me with an acidic and hateful glare, she really didn't want me to be alone with Emmett. I could hear Emmett trying to calm her down, but she simply get glaring at me.

 I stood up from my seat calmly, and Rosalie recoiled as if she were about to attack me. “Rosalie, please calm down. He simply asked me a question that you shouldn't have heard.” If she didn't relax, I would have to put her down myself, and that wouldn't be difficult.

 “Well I'm glad I did! If I ever catch you and my boy alone, your head is coming off!” Rosalie snarled as she disappeared. Everything was silent for a moment until Emmett turned to look at me with wide eyes. “I'm really sorry about that; that's the first time Rose has ever been like that,” Emmett's words were a mere murmur that were filled with shock. He cleared his throat with embarrassment and shook off all of the feelings. “Okay . . . so do you still want to meet or you'll risk it?” I tapped my nails against the hardwood, being careful not to ruin the waxed coating. “I'll think about it later.”

 Emmett simply nodded and apologized once again before he left the kitchen. I was left alone in the silence, ignoring the murmurs in the living room. “What do you think happened?” Alice muttered to Esme, but she clearly knew what she had heard. “You know how easily jealous Rosalie becomes when she sees another person who she believes to be more beautiful than her. Guess she's afraid Sloanne will take her beloved bear-boy away from her. Though I don't think Sloanne would ever do that, she seems like a nice girl — very relaxed and reasonable like Carlisle.”

 A small smile spread on my lips, but then sighed. I picked up my empty plate and rinsed it in the sink, calmly washing it with the sponge. I could see that they rarely had any human, or food-eating visitors come by since all of their plates were stacked and seemed to be collecting dust. Putting the ceramic plate and aluminum fork into the rack, I dried my hands with the small towel. I looked out the window into the forest, looking deep into it. Since I had very enhanced eye vision, I could see miles into the woodlands.

I was taken by surprise when a hand was placed on my shoulder, and I turned around to see it was Carlisle. “Are you alright? I heard what happened earlier.” He asked me with a cool tone of voice, but I hear the worried layer that he tried to conceal. “Yes, I'm fine. A bit shaken, but fine.” I gently pushed his hand from my shoulder, and walked out of the kitchen. I heard him sigh as I walked out, he seemed to be worried for me.

 Wow, I haven't even been here for a day and people are already beginning to dislike me? Such thin luck that I have.

Publication Date: 03-21-2013

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