Bella's power by fanfiction author (booksvooks .txt) 📕

was a little later than we had arranged because I'd had trouble getting away from Rose.
"You're going for a run, Emmett?" she'd asked, looking real sexy with a wrench in her hand.
"Yes, Babe." I smiled sweetly.
"A run?" She took a moment to consider that. "Where to? Why?"
"In the woods. It's healthy and I just feel like running," I told her.
"Healthy!" Rosalie rolled her eyes, but didn't comment further. "Okay, shall we go now?" She took a rag from her pocket and started wiping her hands.
"Err, I really want to run by myself, if you don't mind, my little grease monkey." Rose looked at me as if I was mad. "Um…I have some thinking to do, and…and you're so beautiful and sexy that you would be too distracting, sugar," I pleaded.
"Hmmph." Hands on hips, Rose looked me up and down. "I suppose you'll need a shower when you get back—so will I." The wrench pressed into my butt as she pulled me close and attacked my mouth. "I intend to get very greasy," she whispered in my ear, rubbing my junk to emphasise her meaning. "Pick me up on your way to the shower." Releasing me, she headed back into the garage.
I sprinted off in the direction of the meadow before she changed her mind, smiling as I thought about what I would be coming back to.
I could smell her before I saw her. She reeked of highly overpriced, stomach churning perfume. Maybe I should have wondered about that because it wasn't like Bella. I slowed to a human run before emerging from the trees, but she still jumped in surprise, which was real funny. While I was dying with laughter, she nearly choked and ended up hiccoughing, I helped her out with a tiny slap on the back.
The hiccoughs stopped, though Bella was now face down in the dirt. "Gee, thanks, Emmett," she sniped as she stood up. Oops!
I'd never been totally alone with Bella, and it struck me that I shouldn't have been there. "Are you sure this is a good idea? I'm not quite as…careful as Edward."
"It's fine, Emmett," she assured me, dusting herself off. "I trust you. At least, I trust your body, if not your mind. I mean, you're a bit of a pussy, Emmett McCarty Cullen, aren't you?"
My first thought was whether she had hit her head on the ground. Then I decided that she just didn't know me very well. "You're mixing me up with Edward," I told her.
"Oh, really?" Hands on her hips, Bella stalked toward me. "Was it Edward who ran off like a little girl because I touched his face?"
I backed away in confusion. "What are you doing? Don't pick a fight with me, Bella, I really don't want to hurt you."
Bella laughed. "I'm not afraid of you, Emmett."
"You should be," I retorted. Bella was still advancing, and I was circling backwards as I tried to keep space between us. "I can crush your skull like…swatting a fly," I warned. "To be honest, that worries me."
"Hah! Pussy!" she crowed, nearly jabbing me with her finger.
Has this girl got a death wish? "Knock it off, Bella." She had at least stopped.
"Scared are you?" she smirked.
"Hell, yeah! Scared of damaging you." I stood upright, towering over her. She turned her back to me. Yeah, I was that intimidating.
"I doubt you'd manage that," she remarked carelessly.
"You're being ridiculous." I almost laughed, reminding myself that she was only human—and a girl, but my fists were clenched anyway.
Facing me again, Bella made little cat ears, curling her fingers above her temples. "Mee…ow," she taunted. I was growling at her now—time to walk away before I lost control.
As I turned to leave, Bella calmly and quietly said, "Emmett McCarty Cullen, I challenge you to an arm wrestle."
All my anger forgotten, I laughed loudly as I swung back round. "Sometimes, Bella, you're adorable."
"So, come on then." Bella challenged, pushing up her sleeve.
"Come on?" I questioned her sanity. "There's nothing to wrestle."
"Can't beat a human, Emmett? Can't even beat one little girl?"
"It's not like that, Bella, and you know it!"
"Come on," she said, walking off to one side of the meadow. I followed as she stood by a large rock, putting her elbow on the top, hand in the air. "Okay, big guy. Show me what you've got."
"I can't," I stammered. "I…I don't want to."
"Then I'll call you out at school, and tell them all how a great big guy like you could be such a baby!" I'd been confused, angry, and amused, but now I found the situation tiresome. With a sigh, I knelt on the other side and put my arm to hers. What harm was there in letting her push against me? I'd just keep still.
As soon as our skin made contact, that damned tingling started—that was going to be tedious. I didn't know if Bella was pushing or not, because really, I wouldn't know the difference. By the concentration on her face, I'd say she was giving it her best shot. That tingling—it travelled right up my arm and into my head, buzzing like a lost mosquito. My head…ached.
Okay, so maybe I could shift my arm a tiny bit, enough to put a stop to this.
I moved the slightest amount, and the errant mosquito got real angry and started jabbing stings into my brain. The tingling had become more of a crackle, and it ran up and down my arm building in intensity until the whole limb appeared to explode with pain and burned like I was holding it in a furnace.
I wanted to pull away, but my arm was locked tight. I did the only thing I could, and used my free arm to lever myself away from the rock, breaking the contact.
I jerked backwards and fell right onto…Edward?
Edward's POV
I carried Bella to the meadow. The nearer we got, the more convinced I was that this was a bad idea.
"Bella, are you sure that you've thought this through?"
She sighed. "Yes, Edward."
"I don't want you to get hurt. You're so fragile, you know?"
"I'll be fine," she said as Alice and Jasper arrived. "The three of you will be close by, and you can watch everything."
"Stop fussing," Alice admonished "I've seen it—it's fine. Emmett's coming this way. He's running a little late, Bella."
"We should get in position," Jasper ordered.
Alice gave Bella a quick hug. "Have fun," she squealed, then took Jasper's hand and they both disappeared.
"Be safe. I won't be far," I told Bella, giving her a quick kiss.
"Keep hidden, though. Don't go ruining it, Edward." I rolled my eyes, and slipped away amongst the trees, taking up my position on a sturdy branch, close to the rock Bella wanted to use.
I had been apprehensive, not sure Bella could handle Emmett. I was wrong. She played him like a fool, and pushed his buttons. Her domination was sexy to watch. And dangerous. It took all my control not to jump down and defend her; I was glad my fingernails were short as the tension gathered in my balled fists.
I could tell when Emmett was affected, and luckily saw his intention to move his arm. As the pain hit, I dropped in a flash and grabbed his wrist. No way was I chancing him lashing out near Bella. I held Emmett's wrist like a vice, so intent that it wouldn't knock Bella, that Emmett fell on me before I knew what had happened. "Bella, are you alright?" I asked from under the man mountain.
"Edward?" she giggled. "Where are you?" Bella was laughing hard, along with Alice and Jasper. The latter at least had the decency to pull Emmett up off me.
"There you are, and you were worried about me," Bella exclaimed.
Emmett's POV
Jasper pulled me up.
"Holy shit! What just happened?" I examined my arm, expecting to see scars. Nothing. Alice, Bella, and Jasper were all laughing. "Seriously, what was that, dude?"
"That, dear brother, was Bella," Alice answered.
"Bella?" How could sweet little Bella have done that? "But, it was like I was on fire."
"Neat, huh? She's been practising." Jasper enlightened me.
"Bella, huh? Bad-ass!"
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