A/N: So yeah, I decided to write Emmet's point of view. I do not know if there would come up another chapter…
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I walked happily. I passed so many people laughing and talking with each other. It is a beautiful place. But in my situation, it is impossible to blend in. The sun is near to set. Orange and pink strikes scattered into the big sky above. It's perfect. Just like my Rosalie. I smiled. I walked faster, eager to see my lovely angel. I do not want her to get impatient waiting for me. Oh. This is really a lovely place. She really thought of a beautiful place to have our….fiftieth honeymoon? Is it the fiftieth? I cannot really remember. Children passed before me, they were smiling from ear to ear and chasing each other. I felt a bit of loneliness in me. If only, If only it is possible for me and Rose to have our own kids… We will make a team! Two teams! That would be great. As I continue to walk, I put my hands on my pocket, and my hand felt something inside. I took it out. A paper. There's something written on it, and by the handwriting, I can tell that it's from Rosalie. I quickly read it. And read it again. Shocked engulfed me. And I started to worry. This is something I do not, and will never expect. I quickened my pace. I saw her, Rosalie, She was sitting by the fountain, she was so beautiful and it's like she's glowing. I came to her and held her in my arms.
" Rose, are you sure that you want to go and see the Volturi?" I whispered into her ear.
" Yes I do Emmet"
I unwrap my arms around her and kissed her cheek. " I don't understand why you wanted to go to the Volturi…"
" Do you trust me?" Her eyes are looking into mine. How can I not trust my love? I know that there is something going on, something bad. But how can I not trust my love?
" Yes I do" I held her hand. She smiled at me.
Rose led me to the ancient structure towering almost everything. It's magnificent, tall, powerful. I do not want to admit that I feel scared by it. By the power that the Volturi has over me, or to anyone. The human girl opened the door for us, and she led us to another door. I felt Rosalie clutched my hand tighter as the human girl left us. Rose touched the door handle, but suddenly she grabbed me and embraced me so tight I think I am gonna break into tiny pieces. But I won't. I am solid rock. I hugged her tighter.
" Emmet, my dear. I love you. No matter what happens. Please understand..that whatever's going to happen, I love you." She spoke with her melodic voice. I closed my eyes savoring the moment. I grab Rosalie's hands and rubbed them on my face. She caressed my cheek. I gave her a goofy smile. And then she retrieved her hands and pushed the doors open, revealing the Volturi in front of us. They were seated on their majestic throne, and I try hard to conceal the fear that starts to swell inside me.
Aro spoke. His voice contain a trace of danger and to it. " What a wise decision Rosalie."
I tightened my grip on Rose's hand.
" Does your mate know?" He glanced at me. His eyes red. " My guess is that you did not tell him. If you did, he would not come with you like this." And then he laughed. He laughed and it echoe within the walls. He became serious all of a sudden, as if he did not laugh at all. And then two guards swept inside the room, and they grabbed me, away from Rosalie. I tried to freed myself but they are strong and I am only one.
" Rose!" I shouted her name. I feel fear. Not for myself but for her, my angel.
" Rosalie!" I called again. But Rosalie did not answer. Her gaze fixed on the ground. I am confused. Why is it that Rosalie is not doing anything? I yanked myself from the guards with an extreme force and rushed towards her.
" What is this!? Tell me?" There were footsteps outside.
I grabbed her shoulders, my hands shaking her." Look at me Rosalie" I shouted. Not with anger but with confusion and frustration. Rosalie looked at me. And I touch her face, her hair. " Rosalie..my angel"
Several guards are entering the room. " Rosalie I love you"
The guards came towards me and parted me from my love. I try to pull away, they grab me out of the room, away from her. And I cannot do a thing but say her name over and over again. My voice filling the entire castle. Now it's not only fear that I feel for my Rose. But fear for us. My Rosalie, my angel had left me.
