"Edward!" I yelled threw the wall. "Shut up!"
"Rosalie! What did I do?" he yelled back.
"You won't shut up with that music!" who likes classical music?
"Well if you don't like it, then leave!"
I decided to take his advice. I walked out to my balcony and jumped over the railing, landing securely on my feet. I ran into the forest intending to hunt.
Not long after I smelled something very strong in the air. Blood. Human blood. I ran in the direction it came from. I was surprised at what I found. There was a huge brown grizzly bear hovering over a bloody figure.
"Hey!" I yelled and the bear turned around.
After I took him down, I ran over to the bloody figure. I looked at his face. I had to get him to Carlisle! I scooped him up gently and ran to Carlisle.
"Are…. You my angel?" the man asked in a hoarse voice.
"Far from one, but everything is going to be okay." I said.
"You sure look like one." He said. This man was dying and he was flirting with me?
I was covered in blood. He three huge gashes threw this chest and tiny scrapes along his arms and legs and face. When I finally reached the house, I called for Carlisle as loud as I could making sure not to hurt this man's human ears.
Carlisle ran out of the house and over to me.
"Please. Please save him." I handed the man to him.
I followed him up to my room and he set the man on my bed.
"Are you sure, Rosalie?" Carlisle asked.
"Yes!"
Carlisle bit him and the man cried out in pain. Carlisle left, closing the door behind him.
I sat on the side of the bed and held his hand. "I'm so sorry!" I said as another cry escaped from the man's mouth.
Shortly after the first day, Edward came in. "I guess it's a good thing you hate classical music."
I looked grimaced at him.
Edward chuckled.
"What you knucklehead?" I was really getting annoyed with my brother.
"Nothing. He just thinks Carlisle is God and your and angel."
I looked at the man again.
"Would you like to know his name?"
"No. I want to wait for him to tell me."
Edward walked out. I was alone with the man again.
The man leaned over my bed and puked in the huge tub I had placed there so my white carpet wouldn't be stained.
"Water!" he said hoarsely.
I reached over, grabbed the glass, and held it up to his lips.
"Rosalie! No! He'll just puke it up!" Carlisle said.
The man leaned over again.
"Your almost threw this." I said softly.
The third day finally came. Esme graciously took care of the puke yesterday.
The man's eyes opened and he looked around the room until his eyes locked with mine.
"Angel?" he asked.
"Not nearly."
"How am I alive?"
"You're a vampire."
"A what?"
"A vampire. I'm one, also."
"I thought they didn't exist."
"Neither did I until I became one. I'm Rosalie. I live here with the others."
"There's others?"
"Yes. Three. Carlisle, Esme, and Edward."
He sat up. "I'm so thirsty!"
"It's part of the change. Come on. We can go hunting."
He got up. "I'm Emmett by the way."
I walked over to him and grabbed his hand. "Well Emmett, welcome to the Cullen house."
We ran to the forest. One thing was for sure. I was in love with Emmett.
A/N Future Chapters! Please R$R!