Letting GO
Written By: Cailyn Pickering
DISCLAIMER: Luci Fergess owns raven and Crow
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S. Meyer owns everyone else
I could feel the brink of abandonment in the air. Rosalie was swearing at me like I was the bad guy, and I just stood there. It felt like time was no more as she packed up her first bag and threw it outside. I could feel her anger searing through her. Damn, my girl was mad.
"Rose, honey, calm down," I offered soberly. She then proceeded to throw a picture hanging above the mantel at me. I muttered an intelligible cuss word and ducked. She seemed even more mad as she stomped throughout the living room. Finally she made it to the grand piano. Edward's grand piano. Not that that mattered to her, of course- she knew all too well that money was not an object to our family. I could see her fingers hook around the base of the large instrument as she lifted it up with ease.
"Damn it Emmet!" She screamed, then lifted the piano high over her head and chunked it my direction. Though I swerved adequately, she still managed to hit my shoulder.
"Shit, Rose! What the hell is wrong the wrong with you?" I retaliated. She glared with hatred as she broke the window with her clenched fist. She then managed to jump out noiselessly and run as though nothing had ever happened.
If I were human, than tears would have spilled over long ago, but now that I'm a vampire it looks like I'm a senseless, emotionless, beast. Great. I then felt vulnerable; nothing had ever really belong to me besides my Rose, and now that was gone. I had nothing, and didn't want anything besides her.
I sat in the upper left hand corner of the room where the piano used to sit. The entire family was out hunting, with the exception of Alice, who was out shopping. I knew that they would be gone until at least this evening, and for that I was grateful. I might have had some time to clean myself up, if I had the desire to.
I was fully aware that it was possible for me to sit there for eternity. Literally- I would never have to eat, drink, use the restroom, or face the world again. The offer seemed quite appealing, besides the fact that my family would never allow it. I could understand their warnings now, leaving me here alone with the most stubborn person in the house. If only I had listened to them…..
Should I have gone looking for Rosalie? Maybe… Probably. But I didn't, because I knew that she would kick my ass. Yes, I could defend my self easily, but I knew that I would have let her win anyway.
I sat their in vain, a pen in hand. I had tried to scrawl out a poem of apology to her like Edward did sometimes, but failed. I had come up with one though, and was quite surprised.
"All I wanted was your love,
And you gave me was your hate.
I can't help to regret these years,
Relying on only fate.
I can however treasure them,
And keep them for my own.
I hope that your thoughts will go away,
And leave my little home.
But until then I want you to know,
That I'll forever love you and keep you close.
Never moving forward, stuck in a haze.
I don't ever want to leave my mentally deficient daze."
I had to admit, it was pretty good, but not good enough for Rosalie. It never was anymore, and I wasn't sure why. But then again, I wasn't really sure of anything anymore. Just then, as I was drifting back into my own personal doldrums, I heard the door open. Edward was the first to rush in. His feet were a blur as he solemnly shook my shoulder.
"Emmet, what happened?" He questioned, though he already knew. I could see the disappointed glance that he would shoot me ever so often. I knew that he had probably begun to have worries in mine and Rose's relationship, but he knew better than to speak up.
Soon Carlisle was also at my side. He lay his hand on my trembling shoulder, and sat down Indian- style next to me.
"Emmet, are you alright?" He murmured reassuringly. Although se comforted me, I needed to go.
"I- I gotta go," I managed to muster before leaving my family, my friends, and my memories behind forever as far as I was concerned. But I knew that that wasn't true. I knew that, in a heartbeat.
