Hey here it is, my second story. All those who have read Rosalie's Twilight this is the sequel, and for any who haven't then u can totally just start reading this, loll. Hope you like.
Disclaimer: New Moon isn't my book i could never produce such genius.
Africa had to be one of the most beautiful places I had ever been, Emmett had made the entire thing a surprise, I only knew that we were going away, I had, had no idea where we were going until we had landed at Nairobi airport. The only problem was that the long daylight hours meant that we had to stay inside for a fairly long time, but Emmett had thought around this problem. There was a beautiful hotel called The Treetops hotel, it was Kenya. The hotel was basically built on huge stilts and the views were stunning. Emmett had rented the entire thing and had managed to convince the owner to suspend all the staff on full pay; it had involved copious amounts of cash. During the day we kept ourselves in the hotel, we had busted seven beds already. At night we could leave our hotel and wander the African plains. We would just walk hand in hand it was so beautiful here and there was so much to explore that it was enough to entertain us, well it was entertaining me. Emmett usually wanted to run off and wrestle lions. I wasn't quiet sure how long we'd been here; I was so happy that I hadn't bothered to check. Emmett and I were lying together in bed number eight, he was kissing my neck and I was grinning when I realised that the sky had darkened enough for us to go outside. "Emmett," I said, "come on lets go out." He smiled and nodded and we both climbed out of bed and wandered over to the two immense suit cases that we had brought. I rifled through my stuff and pulled out an exceedingly short, pale blue summer dress and a pair of black lace pants. I threw my clothes on and then found a pair of black satin ballet pumps to wear on my feet. I turned to face Emmett, he was now dressed to, just a t-shirt, jeans and flip-flops. He took my hand and we walked to the main entrance of the hotel. The ladder that took regular guests to and from the hotel had been pushed to the side and we both jumped from the platform to the floor and Emmett started to tow me east. I loved going east it was just empty stretches of muddy land that had been baked by the sun and formed a rock hard crust. There were occasional outcrops of flat rock that appeared periodically, but otherwise it was just flat. We had been strolling along for about 3 hours when Emmett led me to another rocky patch and he sat down patting the space next to him. I sat obligingly, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Rose, do you know what day it is?" he asked me. I noticed that his voice was slightly pensive, oh no. "I haven't really been taking any notice." I answered, starting to feel nervous about what he was about to tell me. "Well, I have. It's September the 8th." I was stunned; we'd been here that long? It seemed like we'd been here for a few weeks, not two months. I sighed, "We're going to have to go back aren't we?" I would be sad to leave Africa, but I was happy that I was going to see my family again. Emmett nodded, and he opened his mouth to say something but seemed to rethink it. I thought about asking him what he was going to have said, but I guessed that it was probably something that I wouldn't want to know, so I left the matter.
We had left Africa at about 1 in the morning on the 12th of September; if all the flights were running on time then we should be back in Forks by midday on the 13th. I was distracted through out the entire plane journey. I was dwelling on the conversation that Emmett and I had, had when he told me we were heading back home. Something he had stopped himself telling me. We were about an hour away from Port Angeles airport when I finally snapped and had to ask him. "Emmett, you know when you told me that we were leaving Africa?" I saw Emmett tense up and he nodded. "Well" I continued in an attempt at a soothing tone. "You started to say something but you, sort of stopped. What were you going to say?" His jaw was clenched tight shut. "Emmett" My tone was now severe. He seemed to realise I was going to start yelling at him soon, I wasn't afraid of making a scene. "Ok, Rose," he said, his tone was pleading "don't get mad. The real reason I wanted to come back was, well, September the 13th is Bella's birthday." I seemed to stop functioning; HE HAD MADE ME LEAVE FOR HER, THAT WRETCHED, DISGUSTING HUMAN. I unfroze my jaw just enough to hiss "We will talk about this later."
The rest of the plane trip was in complete silence. I couldn't believe what Emmett had done to me. Why would he bring me back here for THIS? I mean he knows I hate the girl with a passion. Why would he do this? WHY WOULD HE DO THIS? When the plane landed Esme was waiting to pick us up. She ran forward and hugged us both, Emmett of course grinned and hugged her back, but I just about managed to put my arms around her. I was trying to keep them frozen so I didn't walk over and throttle Emmett. Esme quickly noticed something was wrong, but she didn't ask about it. This surprised me; she was usually the first to ask what the problem was. Esme had brought Carlisle's Mercedes to the airport so I took the back seat and Emmett sat in front with her. Emmett tried to make conversation a couple of times but I only returned one word answers, and he soon realised that it was pointless trying to get me to talk. The tense silence remained for the rest of the journey. When the familiar sights of Forks came into my view I found myself strangely happy to be back here, I suppose I must have been subconsciously missing the place. We turned into the driveway to see Jasper waiting out the front of the house. Emmett jumped out of the car and rushed over to playfully punch him in the stomach and Jasper retuned with a kidney jab. "Good to see you man." I heard Jasper mutter to Emmett, "you to" Emmett answered back. Jasper then left Emmett's side and started to walk towards me, but abruptly stopped at the look I was giving him. "Hey Rose" he said tentatively. "Jasper" I answered through clenched teeth. Jasper exchanged a glance with Emmett, but otherwise said nothing more. I walked round to the back of the Mercedes and flung open the boot, grabbed my suitcase and sped into the house and up to my room. It was exactly how I'd left it. I began to unpack at an insane speed. It was a weird habit of mine that when I was really upset I would obsessively clean and tidy. I was totally absorbed in my task until I heard Jasper, Emmett and Esme talking, they were still outside but I could hear them as clearly as though they were standing right in front of me. "So you told her that you were coming back for Bella's birthday then?" That was Jasper talking; his voice was much lower than usual. Apparently he was trying to keep it out of my hearing range, he failed. "Yeah" Emmett answered, "I don't think it was a good idea. I mean I thought that after this holiday she would warm to Bella a little bit. You know time away could help her forget why she hates her so much." Emmett's dejected tone made me feel guilty for a moment, but it wasn't enough to make me forgive him, not by far. Emmett was talking again, "even if she didn't forgive Bella, I thought that she'd be nice to her as a favour to me. I mean I went away for two months to make her happy and she can't even be civil to Bella for one day for me." That one really hit home. The guilt made my stomach crunch together. Emmett was right, he had given me a two month break that he didn't want to take, but he did it anyway, for me. I bit down hard on my lip. It was one night, I could make the effort……I think I could, for one night. No I must make the effort, it's what Emmett wants and I'll do it if it kills me.
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