I recently discovered the Twilight Saga and have fallen in love with it now. I thought that out of everyone, Rosalie and Emmett are my favourite characters in the book. Yes, as strange as it seems, I am a Rosalie fan. So here goes. Here is my fan fiction written in Emmett's point of view. Bear with me. Hopefully it's okay. Lastly, sorry for any mistakes and enjoy!
Chapter 1
Hells not so bad if you keep an Angel with you. Edward says I should wake up and see that with an Angel, anywhere is heaven, but that comes from a man who has everything. You have to live in a world where you can't give the one you love the most exactly what her heart aches for. What she would give up eternity with me for. Once you've lived that, you know Heaven doesn't exist, only fiery hot Hell.
Okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. But everyone that knows anything can see that Rosalie wants a family more than anything, and the closest she'll get to that is her niece. Even that's not real, just for show. Edward has his family, we have none. We are just part of the illusion.
It's not so bad. I grant you, we seem like a family, close enough knitted to fool anyone, but it's not quite right. Unless you really are somehow related by blood, you can't help wonder if your real parents could have loved you better than this. I doubt it. Carlisle and Esme love us beyond imagination.
"What's the score?"
I look up, my thoughts abruptly snapped out of my mind. Jasper walks into the room, Alice on his arm and they sit down on the sofa to my right. "7-5."
"Where's Rose?" Jasper asks.
"Where do you think?" I ask, hiding my fond smile behind my arm as I wipe it across my face.
He nods, knowingly. Where else do you expect to find her these days? In the kitchen preparing an activity. Today she's gone one step further. What would seem like a generous gesture to anyone else is a distraction for her enemy and competition. She's cooking a dish that smells revolting to me so it must smell good to any human. Not that the consumer will be human exactly. My guess is that she'll give it to Jacob, buying her some time with Renesmee without him. Can I blame her? He is all over her, 24-7.
"It's a waste of time. She's going to be disappointed. He's already eaten," Alice says.
I wince and stand. "Better lend a hand. Warn her now. No one want to see Rose in a mood. Doubt it will make much difference though. Once she's set her mind to something…"
"It's impossible to change her mind, we know. Well, good luck."
Within second I'm in the kitchen at her side, a knife in hand, chopping at the leaks she's left on the counter. "What can I do, Chef?"
She smiles slightly. "Got any dog poison?"
"Not on me I'm afraid. Must have left it at home."
She laughs, a laugh only two people I know can earn the chance to hear; Renesmee and myself. The sound is like a thousand angels singing in harmony, magical and mesmerizing. Every time I hear it, the image of Rosalie's perfect face appears before my eyes, just like the day I opened my eyes to see her saving my life, or what was left of it. The day I fell for her.
Drat Jacob. I'm almost tempted to call him and prevent him from eating. Rose in this mood is something no one should miss. I pass her the leaks, which she adds so the saucepan and begins stirring. I slip behind her, wrapping my arm around her and I know she's smiling again. My angel.
My ear prick up when I hear movement in the far off trees. "They're here, "Alice calls out. "At least, they will be in about ten seconds."
I walk round to the window and look through it. Sure enough, the four of them wander out of the trees. Edward's arm is around Bella's shoulder, and they watch as Renesmee races the huge wolf that runs besides her. No one can question the love that family shares. The only family in our coven that shares DNA. True, Jacob is only Bella's best friend and Renesmee's… whatever he is, but Renesmee is Edward and Bella's biological daughter.
I glance back at Rose but she turns her face away from my sights. Hiding the longing and ache from me. I walk back over, pulling her in and kissing her in, willing her to hear my thought the way Edward can, to hear my endless apologies and attempts to fill the hole in her heart. But I know that even after an eternity of this, she'll never be as content as Edward and Bella are. That enough to break my heart repeatedly, every day of my life. But what can I do?
I pull back and take an unnecessarily deep breath. "Well, it smells disgusting. I just hope he's hungry."
"Oh he will be," she says. "If not I'll personally open him up, scrape out his stomach and make his hungry."
I laugh at the menacing expression on her face. That's my girl. "Just be nice if not. I promise you'll be well rewarded later if you are."
She smiles, a smile so lovely my heart explodes into a thousand butterflies, or at least this is what I'd imagine that to feel like. I don't have a heartbeat after all. "In that case, I'll be an angel."
An angel. Yes she will.
She winks and walks towards the door. "Oh, and I'd appreciate it if you said Esme cooked this. If he knows it's me, he'll never eat it."
"Sure." Anything to make her happy.
In the hallway we are just in time to greet Edward, Bella and Nessie walking through the door. "No wolf today?" Rose asks innocently.
"He's phasing outside," Nessie says, running through to the lounge.
Edward looks toward Rose and smirks. "He's already eaten an eight people breakfast already. He'll never find space to fit it in, whether you can you cooked it or not."
I look at Edwards, channelling my thoughts towards him. "Please bro. She's in a great mood. Just get him to eat a little bit. She only wants some time with Nessie alone without Jake's constant watch. For me?"
He looks reluctant but gives a small nod only I could notice. "Of course, I'll try to get him to eat something, just for a little while. Bear with me though or I'll take her away from the both of you."
I nod a thanks and follow Rose into the lounge. Just as I walk through the door I hear Edward say to Jake, "there's something in the kitchen for you, by the smells of things. Esme's made it."
"No thanks. Just eaten."
"I'll pay you."
"You're on."
"Thanks bro," I think and I know he's heard me. "I owe you."
My attention turns back to the lounge, where Rose sits beside Nessie on the floor, her planned activity on the table in front of them. More cooking? Rose never took an interest in cooking before. Why now?
But as I look closer I see one ingredient that stands out more than others. A red liquid that's smell catches me attention immediately. So this is why Rose forced me to hunt yesterday, but rather than drain the animals myself, collect it in sachets like the ones in Carlisle's fridge upstairs. "First you mix the butter with the flour," Rose instructs, smiling sweetly at Nessie. She shows Nessie how to do this, not that Nessie needs much help. She's got enough strength to manage for herself. "Then you pour in the milk, but I thought we'd substitute some of the milk for blood."
They continue, mixing and laughing as flour puffs into their faces. The mix turns a deep red colour, looking almost appealing, and smelling not half bad, considering its both human and vampire food mixed into one, perfect for Nessie. Finally the pour them into the cases and set them into he oven to cook. Jake enters the room with Edward just as they pack up.
"Thanks bro. She'll stay happy for the rest of the day now, maybe month."
He doesn't look at me but I know he's heard. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him slip some money into Jake's hand and stifle a laugh. Rose comes to sit with me, snuggling back up to me. I recognise the look in her eyes immediately. Longing mixed with happiness. I frown. I so want to make her this happy without the longing, with nothing more to ask for.
This time Edward does look at me, his eyes sympathetic. He of all people knows how much the fact that I can't give Rose children bugs me always, how everything in my life comes back round to that. How I envy how easy he has it. Bella has everything she's asked for and more. In her view, life is perfect. For me, though any life with Rose is a good life, it can never reach perfect.
If only there was a way. Maybe there is. If there is any possibility, I will find it. Give me time and I will find a way to make Rose happy. I am determined. I will have what Edward has - everything.
So there you go. The first chapter of Roses are Red. I hope it was okay. Please tell me what you think in the review box. I appreciate all ideas and thanks again for reading. I'll update soon. :) xx