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Hello my lovely readers. This is the second chapter of my version of what happened when Emmett proposed to Rosalie. It will probably be a three-shot, maybe four. I always pictured there to be a bit more to it than Rosalie just saying "yes". Enjoy and please take some time to write a Review! (Even if it's a bad one!) Seriously, reviews are like candy to me! I don't care if their sweet or sour ones, I still want them!

I wasn't really paying much attention to what was happening in front of me. I was playing a game of cards with Edward and Carlisle, but I wasn't really having any fun. Where is Emmett, I thought? He always makes me feel happy when he's there. Actually, not just happy, but safe to. I was never board when he was with me. I laid down a card for my turn, and then got lost in my thoughts again.

Finally, Emmett and Esme came out of the kitchen and over to me. He sat down as I played my last card. I had won, and smirked at Edward. The selfish mind reader had it coming, "Ha! Take that Edward," I said before leaning over to Emmett for a victory kiss. It really was a victory when you won against a mind reader. My victory didn't last long though, because each time I kissed Emmett I knew that one day he would move on to another girl. I wouldn't have him forever, I couldn't. Even that had been taken from me in this new life. So each time I kissed him, It was with a sadness because I didn't know if it would be the last time.

When we pulled apart, I noticed that the others were all looking at us with knowing smiles, although Edward's seemed more like a smirk than a smile. I got scared for a second, what was going on?

"Rosalie," Emmett said, standing up to get my attention. I smiled back at him, but said nothing. Inside, my head was whirring. No, No! This couldn't be happening. It was what I wanted most of all but could never have, and he was just throwing it at me like it meant nothing. I didn't want to hurt him. I loved him too much. But I couldn't be with him, not anymore.

He started his speech, "For all my life, I was always dreaming of this. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are my angel, my flower, my everything. You mean the world to me, no matter if the day is good or bad. For all my life I had always hoped to find that one special girl that I would love until the end of my days. With you, I found that girl. And thanks to you, I can love you forever and be with you forever. If you'll let me. I love you with all of my heart, and I will love you forever. So, Rosalie Lillian Hale, will you do me the amazing honor of marrying me?"

The room was dead silent, nobody was even breathing. He was looking up at me with those big, golden eyes. Eyes that I loved. Eyes that I could no longer have. He didn't deserve me anymore; he deserved someone who was whole, someone who could give him everything. That wasn't me, not any longer. I felt my eyes burn slightly, if I was still human I was sure that I would be crying. My voice shook slightly as I finally answered him, "No, I'm so sorry Emmett, I can't."

I was up and running from the room before he could say anything. I just ran, further and further into the woods surrounding our spacious property. I heard Edward call out to me, telling me to wait and that it was okay. But it wasn't, it never would be anymore and he should know that. He was a freakin' mind reader after all. I could tell that he was following me, but I didn't stop. He was faster than me, so he would catch up sooner or later. I just hoped that it was closer to later.

It was about an hour or so before he caught up, which is pretty good. I must have been running pretty fast in order to hold out on him for that long. I stopped suddenly, figuring that Edward would force me to soon anyway. Plus, I got to smirk as Edward raced ahead of me for a millisecond before coming back to where I waited.

"What?" I demanded harshly.

"Rosalie," he said slowly. "I…"

"I know you saw my thoughts, Edward. Please save us both some time and stop pretending you didn't," I said harshly. "Just say it."

He looked appalled for a second, but said nothing.

Seriously, I thought-screamed at him. I know what you'll say. You think that it doesn't matter, but you don't know that. You can't say that Edward, you have no idea. It does matter; there is absolutely no way that it doesn't.

He looked at me for a second, and I almost screamed at him again. I didn't however, because I saw no pity in his eyes. Good, I thought. I didn't want anyone's pity. I waited for him to speak.

His voice was calm when he spoke again. "Rosalie, You're forgetting that although I saw your thoughts, I also saw Emmett's too. When I said that it doesn't matter to him I was telling you the truth, it doesn't. He loves you, and nothing else matters to him. You just need to talk to him, explain. He will understand, I promise."

Everything was silent, until I looked up at him. For the first time in my life, I was unsure of myself. "Really?" I asked him.

"Yes," he whispered. "Just explain it to him, you can do it Rose."

We both turned our heads back in the direction of the house when we heard the sounds of a vampire approaching. Edward turned back to me again and whispered, "Emmett's coming, you can do it Rose. I know you can," before he too disappeared into the forest just seconds before Emmett caught up to me. I had the fleeting thought that he was going back to the house, but gave it no thought because my attention was now focused on Emmett.

For the first time since I had saved him from the bear, he didn't have a smile on his face. He looked broken as he approached me; it hurt me to realize that I was the reason that he was so desolate. But, as I looked into his eyes, I still saw a sparkle of hope in them. Now knowing that everything was not lost, I worked up the nerve to say something. Anything that would bring the smile back onto his face, and hopefully keep it there for the rest of eternity.

"Hey Emmett," I said slowly, with a grin on my face.

He looked up at me, "Hey Rosie," he said, a bit of that old happiness creeping back into his voice.

A/N: Hello Again. Has anybody figured out why Rosalie is so apprehensive about saying yes? Leave a review with your guesses! (HINT, HINT!) I really hope you liked part two, and I really hope that you let me know if you did (or didn't).

Up Next: Rosalie explains everything to Emmett, and it will be in Emmett's POV.

Until next time,

TFG