The door swung open, the house looked calm enough, but Edward suddenly thrust his hand into Bella's chest.
"Stop" he hissed "Rosalie's upset"
Suddenly shouts ripped through the house.
"Why is she here again, can't she just leave us alone"
"Rosalie calm down, please. Bella is Edward's mate now, you must adjust to her, she is family"
"Why are you so protective of her Carlisle"
"Rosalie I will always be protective of.."
Carlisle didn't get any further before Rosalie slammed her door in his face. Edward could hear her thoughts and she was almost exploding with rage, but there was something else, a new emotion that her thoughts gave away, she was upset, confused and hurt. Edward couldn't understand it why would Rosalie be feeling this.
He gripped Bella's hand and they continued through the house, the scene that greeted them in the lounge was one of despair, Carlisle held his head in his hands whilst Esme tried her best to comfort and console him, the rest of the family was arranged around them, not knowing whether to try and comfort Rosalie or whether to stay and comfort their father. Alice's eye's widened and she froze.. "it's Rose, s..she's going to run, CARLISLE she's going to run". Before she had finished Emmett was up running towards the stairs.
"ROSALIE, ROSE!"
But Alice could see it was too late, in her room Rosalie's curtains were flowing in the gentle breeze created by the open window.
Rosalie's Point of View
The tree's were a blur as she whipped past them, tears would have been there if she had been human, but vampires couldn't cry and that was something she was glad for. She knew that Edward would have picked up on her feelings, whilst Alice would have told the family of her plans to run.
She didn't care she just needed to get out of that place, out of her living hell. Emmett would be hurt but he would understand and right now Rosalie didn't believe that anyone could ever feel as hurt as she did.
It had taken her and Carlisle two years to speak let alone form a father/ daughter relationship, but here was Bella waltzing in and in no short time she had Carlisle wrapped around her pinky, he promised to protect her and anyone whom she deemed important like that father hers Charlie or something a rather. Hurt and anger boiled within Rosalie to make a bitter combination she was sick of Bella, sick of that silly human and her willingness to throw away her mortal life, she jus didn't understand the trials of being a vampire, never ageing, or having kids. Rosalie was jealous yes, but not that she would ever admit that to someone.
She finally stopped running and sat on a fallen trunk, she had so many emotions running through her mind and she needed comfort, she needed someone to find her who would give her the time and place so that she could explain how she was feeling, but Edward usually shut her up when she tried to explain herself, so the emotions had continued to bottle themselves, the pressure building up waiting to explode.
Carlisle's Point of View
He needed to find her, he needed to hold his child and help her forget all the pain that she had held for so long, Carlisle knew that Rosalie had been unimpressed with Bella but he didn't know that she had felt this bad. The house had been chaos when they had discovered her empty room, Esme had collapsed on the stairs howling for her baby, whilst the rest of them had somehow let themselves fall into shock, no one knew what to do. Alice was to distraught to pay attention to her visions and Carlisle had known that he would go out and find her, he would bring Rose home and comfort her and tell her that everything was going to be alright. He knew deep down that Rosalie would always mean more to him, she was his first daughter and she had helped to build the Cullen family.
This had to be one of the first instances where he was glad for his heightened sense of smell, he knew he would be able to trace his daughter and he was right. Walking slowly towards an open in the forest he saw a mess of blond hair connected to a girl who was trying to close in on herself, this was his Rose.
Rosalie's Point of View
She could feel eye's behind her and she knew it was Carlisle, but he made no movements and it made her nervous, was he going to say something, or was he simply going to stand there. The longer he just stood there the more anger built up inside her.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT CARLISLE"
"Rose I, .."
She turned to face him and her eye's flashed, how could he call himself her father when he couldn't even comfort her.
"Go away", a growl started to build within her throat "GO AWAY"
But instead of walking away like she thought he would, he simply held out his hand and walked towards her as if she were a hurt animal. This only frustrated her more.
"Rosalie" he murmured soothingly "Rosalie I understand that your hurt, and im only here to listen, so please, please talk to me"
"im not going to talk so your only wasting your breath, Carlisle"
Carlisle's Point of View
The emphasis on his name nearly broke his heart, why was she feeling so much pain and anger, these emotions were obvious to him as she spoke, her very words accentuated the pain that was only rapidly increasing within her.
"Rosalie I just want to understand what the matter is, we know that you haven't always appreciated Bella but you've never reacted like this to her presence, we ju-"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT FLITH INFRONT ME"
"Rosalie"
"No! this is me talking, are you going to listen or not"
Carlisle could virtually feel the anger now, but he had asked for her to talk, and so listen he shall, he hung his head and motioned for her to continue.
"You want to know why I dislike her so much? Well I'll tell you. She is a irresponsible human who has done NOTHING but put this family in danger, she always goes on about how she just can't wait to be immortal, and worst of all, worst of all you care more for her than you will EVER care for me and you constantly flaunt it in my face, I HATE HER for it and I ..I HATE YOU"
Carlisle's heart lay torn on the floor but he had asked, and it was only right that he let her talk, no matter how hard it was to hear.
"I'm sorry Rosalie, I really am"
"YOUR NOT, and you will NEVER be"
And with that she fled even further into the forest, Carlisle wanted to scoop her into his arms and hold her, cry with her and comfort her in the only way that a father could, but he knew that she was in to much pain and she needed time to herself. Defeated he watched her leave and turned away, back to the house.
Rosalie's Point of View
Guilt was now mixing with my emotions, I hadn't meant to talk to Carlisle so harshly but he needed to understand where I was coming from, he had hurt me and if hurting him was the only way to make him realize that then so be it.
I turned my back on him and kept on walking, as slow as a human would. I wasn't going back home, not yet anyway. I could survive happily by myself for a while at least. I promised mentally to the family that I would only be away as long as it would take me to recollect my feelings.
Carlisle's Point of View
The house loomed in front of me, normally I loved seeing the house and those who waited inside, but I had failed to bring Rosalie home in fact I feel I had only made things worse for all of us. I saw the family lined up against the window, Alice practically pressing herself into the glass, she would have seen what happened in the forest but at least she seemed to have the decency to keep it to herself, so that I could relay the news to them myself. It was times such as these that I really appreciated my family and their discrepancy.
I walked through the door with a heavy heart, they stared openly at me and I could feel their faces drop as I shook my head.
"she isn't coming home, at least not for now"