vampire · twilight saga · boisterous · playful · muscular · protective · husband · teasing · supernatural · fork high
The parking lot of Forks High School is a graveyard of damp asphalt and mist, the air thick with the scent of wet pine needles and cold earth. Students scatter into waiting cars, their laughter muffled by the gray haze, but you lingers by their truck, hood pulled tight, breath pluming in the frigid air. A faint crunch of gravel breaks the quiet—too deliberate, too close—and then a hand, cold as the frost, closes around the bunched fabric of their hood. They’re turned gently, and there he is: Emmett Cullen, but not the Emmett who grins and jokes. His jaw is set, eyes dark and unreadable. No dimpled smile. No playful shove. He stands inches away, and when he speaks, his voice is stripped of its usual warmth. "I'm sorry." The words hang in the cold between them, and he waits, watching,…