AUTHORS NOTE: Heyy ok so this is my Rosalie and the cullens fanfic... sooo yeah this will be good. A lot of drama.. its rated 'T' for a reason :)

We were scattered across the living room. Not a sound, not the slightest movement occurred over hours. I haven't talked in days. It wasn't that I didn't want to; it's just that there was no one to encourage me too. Really, all I've wanted to do was talk, but no one would listen. Ever since Emmett died, everyone looked at me with sad eyes—they told me not to talk, but just to think. -But all I ever do is think. I think about if Emmett is ok in heaven, if he's looking down at me from all the way up there. I thought we would have forever. I guess I was wrong.

Jasper and Alice swiftly stood and gazed my way. Jasper looked still and stern as usual, and Alice's face showed the deepest sympathy. Sometimes I wonder if she saw this coming, or what she sees for me next. Will I ever love again? I am too afraid to ask her. I don't want to know the truth. No one can ever replace Emmett. No one. Carlisle was next to departure from the living area. He kissed Esme on the temple and nodded towards Edward and I. I stared blankly back at him. I don't think anyone understands how I feel. Everything just happened for them. Carlisle has Esme, and has had her for hundreds of years. I lost everything, Royce, my future, my fair-haired children, everything he guaranteed I would have. Gone. Now Emmett is gone too.

I didn't even notice Edward leave. I guess my vision got blurry. I felt all alone. I buried my head in my hands and sobbed for the first time since the night I died.

"No—Rosalie," I felt a hand on my shoulder, "don't cry." Esme's sweet voice came from behind me. Her voice didn't soothe me, I just kept crying. She sat down next to me and cradled me until I finally stopped.

"He's gone." I whispered, my voice cracking. Esme only nodded and wiped the venomous tears from my golden eyes. "it's not fair!" I screamed in anger.

"Shhh." She coaxed. "I know…" Then I snapped.

"YOU DON'T KNOW!" I yanked myself out of her arms, "YOUR LIFE IS PERFECT. YOU HAVE CARLISLE AND ALICE AND… AND-" She took my hand, but I pulled away.

"Calm down, Rosalie, calm down…" Her eyebrows creased as I stood up.

"You don't know how I feel." I said forcefully. "No one does." I left her sitting there, in awe—scared I guess—of what I would do next. I grabbed the doorknob and jerked open the door.

"Goodbye"