AN:

Did anyone else notice that when Edward told Bella that Carlisle wanted Rosalie to be like and Esme to Edward, he said that she was never anything but a sister to him? Not that they were never anything but siblings to each other. And how Rosalie was glaring at her with such hatred?

One of about three ideas that hit me after reading Twilight. Short, I know. PLEASE REVIEW! I wrote this rather quickly and then only edited it a little, so be kind.

This is a one-shot.

I wasn't sure of what to call this or what to classify it under- so please give me suggestions!

Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize.

Rosalie

I had fallen in love right away. His messy hair, his beautiful eyes. He was strong, but gentle. He knew so much- from years of wisdom.

Carlisle was thrilled with my feelings.

But he only ever felt platonic feelings toward me. What was worse was he knew. He knew that I loved him.

And he had told me that he loved me too- only as a sister, though.

I accepted it- and there were a couple of years where that was all that there was. Just the acceptance.

But when I found Emmett I was surprised. I loved him more than Edward. And he loved me back.

And I was happy, even though I still had slight feelings for Edward. But they were buried, small. I hardly noticed them at all.

But then that girl came. That stupid girl. What was so special about her? What did she have that I didn't- other than a beating heart.

But nevertheless, he fell madly for her.

I had learned to cope. I had my man. He was stronger than anyone and patient enough not to throttle me when I got moody and jealous.

Like how I was jealous of her. Isabella Swan. The one who stole Edward's heart.

I hated her. But I reveled in her mortality. She wasn't perfect- one day, she would be gone. I didn't speak a word to her, glaring when she had the audacity to look at me.

But slowly, I began to realize- Edward loved her. She made him happy. We had never seen him so happy, in fact.

And Emmett loved me and I loved him.

Finally, my jealousy faded, and I was glad.

Glad that he had found someone after so many empty, lonely years.