Title: Before He Cheats
Rosalie finds out that Emmett is cheating on her, so with Alice and Bella's help, she takes her revenge on his most prized possession. Includes Carrie Underwood's 'Before He Cheats', Evanesces' 'Call Me When You're Sober', and many more.
Disclaimer: The characters of the book Twilight are property of Stephanie Meyer. 'Too Little, Too Late' is property of JoJo.
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A.N. I would like to appoligize to all of my readers for not updating recently. I have been soooooooooooooooo swamped with work. Well this is the third chapter of "Before He Cheats" so I hope you guys like it.
Come with me, stay the night
You say the words but boy it don't feel right
What do you expect me to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You take my hand, and you say you've changed
But boy you know your beggin' don't fool me
Because to you it's just a game
Rosalie and Alice got home around 12 am after being at Bella's where Rosalie had cried her eyes out. When Rosalie saw Esme sitting in the family room doing some late night reading, she sat down next to her and cried again. Emse had held her step-daughter, and stroked her hair in an effort to calm her down.
So let me on down
Cause time has made me strong
I'm starting to move on
I'm gonna say this now
Your chance has come and gone
And you know
"Do you want to talk about it?" Esme asked quietly, Rosalie shook her head slowly.
"Do you want to go in the kitchen and get something to drink?" Rosalie nodded. They walked to the kitchen and as Rosalie sat kitchen table, Esme started to make hot coco (A.N. Why is it that hot coco is such a comfort drink?).
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)
Esme brought the steaming mugs of dark brown liquid to the table, sat down, and handed a mug to Rosalie.
"Emmett came to the house looking for you, you know." Rosalie didn't look up from her mug. "Can you tell me why?"
I was young and in love
I gave you everything but it wasn't enough
And now you wanna communicate
Go find someone else
In lettin you go, I'm lovin myself
You gotta problem
But don't come askin me for help
Cause ya know
"I knew Emmett was going out at night to met someone and I got suspicious. Alice, Bella, and I went to the bar to see if I was right, and… I was…" Rosalie sobbed. Esme wrapped an arm around her.
"I was so mad, and upset." She said after a minute, she was talking quietly now. "I took our baseball bat and I wrecked his car. I don't know what came over me. I was just so upset." Esme was surprised, this was not typical Rosalie behavior.
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)
"I can say that I can't blame you," Esme said.
"Really?" Rosalieasked.
"Yes, and don't cry over your hot coco or it will get salty."
"Is that even true?"
"I doubt it." Esme laughed. Rosalie laughed too.
I can love with all of my heart baby
I know I have so much to give (I have so much to give)
With a player like you, I don't have a prayer
That's the way to live, yeah oh
"What are you guys doing up so late?" Carlisle asked coming into the kitchen. He was in his Margarita glasses fleece sleep pants and an white tee-shirt.
"We're having a girl talk, no boys allowed, but if you want some hot coco there is some left on the stove."
"Don't stay up too late, okay?"
"We won't."
It's just too little, too late
Yeah
"It is getting late, do you want to go up to bed?"
"I think I will." She rose from the table and headed for the stairs.
"Oh, and Rose," She turned around.
"Sleep Well." Esme smiled, and for the first time that night, so did Rosalie.
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)
