A/N: Wrote this a really long time ago. Just now posting it. Really sorry. Hope you'll forgive me. Especially Anakin's Queen. I know I said I posted it but now I'm actually going to.
Oh yeah, and I don't own Twilight. It belongs to the beautiful and brilliant Stephanie Meyer.
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Rosalie's POV
"Hey, Emmett?" I called down the stairs.
"Yeah, Rose?" replied my husband as he stuck his head out of the misused kitchen.
"Can you-" My sentence was interrupted by the sounds of approaching footsteps. I could tell it was Edward and his human love. I was right. They walked through the front door moments later.
I grabbed the banister railing and swung myself around the corner to look at the entryway. The girl saw me.
"Hi, Rosalie," she said, smiling shyly at me. I replied with a curt nod before swinging myself back around the banister and walking into Emmett's and my bedroom.
I may seem mean to her but I know Edward understands. I've been with the family longer than Alice, Jasper, or Emmett. He knows I love him and don't want him to get hurt. He's my brother, after all. And Bella… well, Bella is the only girl he has ever taken an interest in. That in itself hurts, if only my pride. I've never really gotten over the fact that Edward wasn't interested in me at all, even a little bit. I know I've got more than I deserve with Emmett, and I love him more than anything, but still. It's the principle of the thing.
Now, I don't hate the girl but I really don't trust her. She could reveal us and our secret at any time. She's a potential threat and I feel I'm the only one that sees that.
But these are just the thoughts of a black-hearted Rose.