Rosalie P.O.V.
Your Not Alone
I lay my head on Esme's shoulder. I felt so greatful towards her, for a whole two months she had stayed by my side comforting me.
I knew there was no way I would ever believe what she said. Carlisle isn't so bad and Edward really is a lovley boy she had said within my first day here.
Oh yeah, Edward is just fantastic. From the moment I heard his voice I hated him. He knew all the pain I felt, the sadness and most of all, he knew, the want.
He knew that I wanted him although I am not sure why I wanted him to want me, maybe I wanted him to prove that every one wanted me.
I sighed. "What is it, Esme?" I asked. She had entered my room to find me in the corner grasping a brass button and she told me to sit on the bed as she had something to tell me.
We just sat here for a while deep in thought. She sat up a little straighter and I removed my head, to look up at her. "I'm not sure how to say this" she mumbled biting down hard on her lip. "Whatever you have to say, just say it" I replyed with minor nodded.
"Rosalie, I think you should know that your not alone" she said gazing down at the floor. Oh, so this is what she meant...
I looked at her. "I know I'm not the first to go through this, all of you were newborns once" I answered suprised she had brought this up. The newborn stage, Carlisle called it. I suposedly couldn't control my emotions. I knew he was right but still I tried so hard to prove him wrong.
"I think you know a bit of family history, I know you know Carlisle's story and mine but you don't know all of Edward's" Esme said softly. This confused me, I thought I knew Edward's story. Influenza, almost died, Carlisle save.
Esme noticed my puzzeled look and said "Ten years after he was born Edward was created, he went through a small stage" said Esme quietly.
"What kind of a stage?" I asked looking at worried face.
"Oh, a very bad one Rose,very bad"
