Rosalie's POV:
Kissing Emmett just wasn't the same when I was in this mood. His touch didn't excite me in the least; which it usually did a lot. His big muscles could have been twigs and I wouldn't have noticed for once.
Bella and Edward now had their 'Happily Ever After'. Forever and ever. They were married and had their own little cottage with a beautiful daughter that blushed just like a human would; and slept so peacefully just like a little human baby would.
I knew that if I told Carlisle that I wanted a house just for Emmett and I; he wouldn't mind it in the least. What would be the point of a house with only two people who didn't need a bedroom to sleep in, or a kitchen to eat in, or even a bathroom to use dispose of human stuff?
My life could have been, would have been, so much more full of joy if I could just have a little baby to take care of. Emmett would be such a perfect father.
I couldn't adopt a baby; that was strictly against the rules. Eventually that baby would become older and more observant and have to know our vampire secret.
No one was supposed to know.
Such as, Bella Swan. I didn't care how many times people called her Mrs. Cullen now; she was in my mind, still a Miss Swan. If the secret would have been kept; none of this would have happened.
If she wouldn't have moved to Forks. If she didn't jump off that damn cliff. If she decided Jacob would be a better suitor for her; then maybe it would be possible for me to be happy.
"Emmett," I whispered inflexibly. "Stop."
Instantaneously he pulled his lips back from mine and loosened his grip around my waist. The look on his noble face was nearly inaccessible to read. "Is everything okay, Rose?" He questioned me, locking his golden eyes with my own. I frowned at his serious face and squeezed his right hand with my left.
Nobody knew Emmett like I did. Everyone else saw him as the big, funny, lovable teddy bear. And he was. He was able to love at such limits that I didn't even know were possible.
But he was also very serious about my well-being and safety. Though I was perfect and ravishing on the outside; I more often than not felt like I was caving in on the inside. Ever since Emmett and I fell in love I have been inexplicably craving a family on my own. A little boy with curly, dark hair. A little girl with golden locks and extravagant dresses.
It was my dream. And it had been taken from me such a long time ago. As much as I looked forward to being with Emmett for eternity; there would always be that missing piece of my heart.
And he knew that. He knew exactly what I longed for. Sometimes he even blamed himself for everything, but I told him over and over that it was all my fault. I couldn't blame Carlisle for being such a selfless person and for doing what he did. But I shouldn't have brought Emmett into this sad world of no end.
"Rosalie," I heard his light voice coo me. "Tell me what's wrong." His eyebrows were set low sternly and I could tell that I couldn't keep in the dry sobs much longer.
There was only one other thing that I could blame this sadness and anger on. "Let's go feed, Em, I'm dying for some mountain lion."
He didn't wait another moment to run out of the room and down the stairs while I was being dragged along with him. Once we were outside we let go of each other and began to run North; towards an area that was heavily populated with wildlife. The wind flew through my hair quickly and my feet felt like they were running on air. I inhaled the scent of a mountain lion only a mile away so I sped up and pounced.
Five minutes later and I had managed to suck three lions absolutely dry while Emmett got himself in a fight with a grizzly and shared the overly-warm blood with me. My throat was still burning just a little... yearning for some more blood.
I whipped my head to the East to see if I could smell any other close, large mammals. But, in one inhale, I could smell something that made my senses go crazy... there was a strong scent of human blood only ten miles to the East. Before I tried to stop myself, Emmett and I were off, forgetting about everything else. Over and over I kept telling myself I was just curious on what and how the blood was such a strong aura.
Soon we were approaching the end of the woods. The smell was getting unbearable. I slowed down to a human running pace and he did the same. The blood was just near the road. It was an open wound too... Yet, I could smell another thing. Something I hated to be familiarized with... the smell of dog. I snorted but walked out the woods with Emmett's hand.
A gasp escaped my throat as I looked at the scene only feet in front of us. Sam Uley's car had been hit head on by another small car. Inside the other vehicle I saw a guy who was dead, because I couldn't pick up a heartbeat. He smelled good. But, in front of me, was Sam kneeling over another corpse. He was giving CPR to his wife: Emily Young. He obviously was too stubborn to realize that her heart was at a halt. He looked up at us and hissed. I scowled at him but stood where I was. I could hear another heartbeat in the car... it was fast and pumping hard. I couldn't recall hearing it before until I heard the loud wail coming from the backseat. A baby. Sam and Emily's baby.
I remember six months ago when I had heard that they finally had a kid. The wave of jealousy ran over me again. Slowly, I let go of Emmett's hand and walked up towards the car. Inside I saw the face of Amber. She looked alone and afraid. My heart swelled up and I wanted nothing more than to reach in and grab her. To hold her safely in my arms and pretend that she was mine.
"Cullen." I heard a sharp voice yell behind me. Sam had finally given up and now had Emily in his arms. He was looking over in the direction of Emmett. "I have no reason to be in this world without her. If she's gone... I want to be gone too..." The matter in which he spoke spooked me a little. Vampire venom was very toxic to the shape shifters.
Emmett looked at him, then up at me, very confused. "If I bite you, Sam, I don't think I could stop."
Sam's eyes narrowed and he growled. "I don't care. Throw me in the ocean, suck me dry, do whatever you want... as long as I can't feel this pain anymore."
"It doesn't have to be like this..." Emmett said defensively. Of course Emmett would try and talk him out of this sort of suicide. "You have a baby you can have the rest of your life... you can't leave this world yet."
Sam scoffed, but looked longingly up at the car I was standing next to. "Give her to Leah. Leah is like an aunt to her. I can trust you with that, Rosalie, can't I?"
It was very extraordinaire that he spoke my first name and talked to me like he was talking to a friend or a relative. I lied easily to him, "Of course."
He looked back at Emmett now, his knees starting to quiver and almost give out. "Please. Emmett. Take me away," he looked away, at the ground, ashamed.
Emmett nodded and the two of them ran in to the woods. Sam discussed to Emmett about Emily's body. He wanted her to be put back in the car like she was had been driving. Eventually some one would find her and she would be able to have a proper funeral in a casket. He also said that he didn't care what happened to his body.
It amazed me on how calm he was, talking about his own life and fate in the world. Leaving it as if it meant nothing to him. I guess I couldn't understand since I couldn't do the freaky imprinting stuff.
I turned back to the car and opened the back door. I took Amber from her car seat and wrapped her in my arms. She continued to cry, but I assumed that was because she wanted her mother or father. That wasn't going to happen.
Quickly I checked her over for open wounds or broken wounds but by some miracle she was completely fine. I held her to my chest and inhaled her sweet scent. A year ago and I wouldn't have been able to be this close to a human, but Nessie being born helped a lot. Besides, I couldn't bring myself to want t hurt this darling little girl. Her black hair was long for an infant's and her eyes were a dark and deep brown. He skin color was dark just like everything else and it was very soft.
Emmett returned with a dark look in his eyes and his lips a bit red. He had Emily's body on his shoulder and he buckled her up in the front driver's seet. I growled and clung Amber closer to me, hiding her face in my shoulder gently. Emmett gave me a peculiar look.
It only take seconds to realize what I was thinking. "Rose," he said, careful to stay a few feet away, "No. We can't do that. We have to leave her here until some one shows up and finds her."
"Emmett, don't tell me what I can't have." I knew I was playing unfairly, but I had to get him on my side. "She can be ours. We can leave... go to Africa again. We'll grow her up there and it will be perfect." The vision looked perfect inside of my head.
He looked at me with a wild expression, but let all that information in. He looked like he was coming around. He smiled at me and walked towards me to give me a tender kiss on the lips. "Whatever you want, Babe."
Sooo... it's my new story. Tell me what you think. Good plot? Bad narration? How did I do on portraying Rosalie? Review and stay tuned for more chapters of She Wolf.