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My initial plan was just to call Rosalie, listen to her voice and hang up on her. Then, I would begin to torment her. The more I thought about it, I realized that it would be better to let her know that I was alive and hunting for her, just like she did to all of us years ago.

Of course, her vengeance against us was totally justified. Fuck, if the same thing had happened to me, I would have definitely done the same thing she did. But Rosalie Hale failed in her duty, and one of us was alive because of her mistake. I knew I was her worst nightmare, and she was mine as well. There hadn't been a day gone by that I didn't close my eyes and all I could remember from my human life was Rosalie Hale.

And, since I wasn't the type of a guy that takes a slap in the face and turns the other cheek, I decided to confront her once and for all and to not play games. Games were for cowards, and I was not a coward.

After thinking about it for a few more minutes, I decided that I really wanted to see her, see if she had changed, and looked into her eyes. I already had her address so maybe I could just get there and face her. Shaking my head at the thought, I realized that she was married. And I was certain that after the call I was about to make, Rosalie would tell her husband and the possibilities of having her alone with would shrink to zero.

I need to organize my purposes, because if the Cullen family is that over protective with their family members, then Rosalie's husband and siblings could keep her away from me. I thought, pondering my choices and what I was going to do. I wanted to see Rosalie standing in front of me, just like she did that night. The difference was that, I now was the one with the upper hand because I was not afraid, but I was sure as hell that she was going to be terrified to see me.

I played with Rosalie's number for a while longer, dialing it, pondering the different possibilities I had at hand. I really wanted to scare the shit out of her first, make her feel broken once again, so the rest of the plan could be carried out more easily.

"Should I call her now, or should I wait until later tonight? Would she be alone or with her family? I should just call the shots and dial her number now. What could I lose?" I asked myself.

Determination overtook my senses and in no time, her stern voice sang in my ear.

"Emmett McCarty Cullen, if you dare to call me one more ti-"I couldn't talk the moment I heard her voice. It was definitely her, my ex fiancée Rosalie Lillian Hale. I will never forget that sweet voice. She had the same raspy and feminine voice, just a little change in the intonation she used to have.

"It's not Emmett." I said, not letting her finish. I heard her sigh, taking a deep breath.

Had she recognized me? No, no I don't think she did. I thought, giving her time to react back.

"Who is this?" I could hear the caution she was using in her voice and a hint of fear that made me smile widely.

"Who am I? Don't you remember your old friends, Rosalie?" And again, I gave her time to respond back. I was a little taken aback when I heard her scream over the phone.

"I am not playing. I am going to hang up if you don't tell me who is this, right now!"

And her anger made me laugh.

"Who. ?"

By the tone of her voice I knew that she had lost it. All her composure and self-collection. I cleared my throat before talking again.

"Royce King."

I heard her gasping and the distinguished sound of the phone falling to the floor. Knowing she was still able to hear me, I kept talking.

"You didn't think it was me, did you? But yes, it's me honey and I came directly from hell to drag you back there with me. You didn't act intelligently when you turned your back on me and left me there, barely alive in that hotel room. Remember? Of course you remember. Guess what? Someone like us followed the blood trail you left and found me. And here I am, in all my vampire glory, talking to the woman I murdered and the one who murdered me back. Isn't that incredible?"

I heard noises around the phone, I looked at the screen and the line was still open. She was listening to me.

"Karma is such a sneaky bitch don't you think, Lilly?" Lilly was the nickname I given Rosalie, because she loved the scent of the lilies and I used to buy them for her every time I visited her house.

On the other side of the line, I heard another sharp breath and a gasp and then followed like the sound of a sob. She was now convinced that it was really me.

"I know where you live. I know everything about you and your husband and your damn family. And I promise you that one of these days, I am going to come for you. Because you belong to me, Lilly."

Rosalie reacted to my words picking up the phone and yelled.

"Listen to me! You aren't who you saying you are! Leave me alone! Whoever you are, stay away from me and my husband," she growled loudly. "You hear me? Stay the fuck away from us!"

I was getting so mad that I punched the desk, scattering the wood and making it fall in pieces on the carpet.

"No, you fucking listen to me Rosalie. I came back from the dead to get you and I am not backing away until I do. You know I am who I said I was. That's why you are afraid, and you should be, because I am not playing or fooling around Lilly. I am talking serious business here. The first thing you're going to do, you are not going to tell anyone about this call. You hear me?"

I waited until Rosalie responded, my anger bubbling up because there was no sound coming from her again. Smacking the desk again with an open hand I asked her again, my voice coming out menacing.

"You fucking hear me? Or do I need to repeat myself again?"

"Y-yes… I… hear y—you," her voice sounded broken and full of fear. Her surrender was my upper hand. Fear could be your way to get what you want. I knew that all too well, used it to my advantage, and I got Rosalie to do what I wanted her to do. I smiled widely.

"Now that we are on the same page Lilly, here's what I want you to do next. You will wait until I contact you again. It could be tomorrow, it could be next week, or next month. I still don't know, but since we have all eternity for us to share…" I smiled, running my hands through my hair, sitting back in the chair.

"Or maybe I could go visit you in Tumwater. I would love to see your house and meet your husband. You can always say I am an old friend of yours. Your husband and I could even be friends," I sneered.

Cries came next and I could hear a faintly voice coming from the other side of the line.

"No… no… no… please… just stay away from him. I wi- I will do anything you ask me to, but don't hurt Emmett."

"Now you are being reasonable Lilly. See? That was easy, right? Well, I have to go now. Oh! One more thing, I will know if you tell anyone or if you decide to change your cell phone number. All of that is going to be useless, because I know where to find you. Don't act stupid. Got it?" I waited and nothing. I sighed heavily. "Got it?"

"Y- yes! I got it. I got it," Rosalie continued to cry loudly, her voice shaking in fear.

"Perfect. Talk to you, or maybe see you later, Lilly. I can't wait to touch your skin again." I cut the line.

Rosalie Lillian Hale was in my grasps, I had her where I wanted her to be. My plans were working honestly even better that I had intended. She had no way to escape from me.

"Just wait and see the surprise I have prepared for you Lilly. This is going to be so damn fun," I said smirking, and turning on my chair to look out the office window.

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