A/N – (I don't own twilight or the characters in any way.All credit goes toStephanie Meyers)

Chaptter 9: How can she do it?

Rosalie's P.O.V.

"I need to be alone," I whispered.

Everyone shot me questioning glances as I walked past them. I could feel Emmett shadowing my footsteps from behind me, but Alice's voice stopped him.

"Let her go, Emmett. Just give her time..."

"Rose?" I turned around, staring him square in the face.

"Please, Em," I begged.

His eyes were pleading but he nodded his head reluctantly. I smiled weakly at him, mouthing a small thank you before hurriedly carrying onto my room.

"What's up with her?" Jasper asked.

I hissed a little. No-one understood.

"Really?"

I jumped at the sound of Edward's voice. He stood in front of me, his arm out stretched so it was placed on the wall opposite him.

"Edward, please, not now," I whimpered.

"Rosalie. So complex, yet so simple," he breathed.

"Edward, that doesn't make any sense," I sighed.

His lips twitched into that crooked smile of his.

"But it does," he continued. "You try so hard to be something you're not." I growled but he ignored me. "You put on this facade of such a fierce soul, when in fact, you're just scared. Simple."

I tried to push pass him but he stopped me.

"Let. Me. Pass," I hissed.

"No."

"I don't have time for this," I argued.

"You have eternity," he retorted.

"What do you want?"

He dropped his hand from the wall.

"I want you to talk to me," he continued.

"About what?"

I pushed him out my way, crashing him against the wall he was stood by. I jogged across the top floor and into my room but, but he caught his foot in the door before I had a chance to close it.

"Edward!" I shouted.

He replaced his foot with his hand, keeping it forced open.

"Rose," he started.

"Please?" I beseeched.

"Please," he replied. "Let me in."

I dropped my hand. He wouldn't give up, he never did. He was always there, and although it could be annoying, it could be relieving at times.

He smiled slightly as that thought struck.

"Thank you, Rosalie. I feel the same way...sometimes."

I turned my back on him, flipping my golden ringlets over my shoulder before walking up to the glass paned wall at the far end of my bedroom. He followed me, of course, but I was doing a good job in ignoring him.

"Say it," he demanded.

I bit my tongue, afraid that if I did say what he wanted to know, I would go into a full scale rant.

"I know you want to," he finished.

"Fine!" I exclaimed. He looked at me, his eyes burning holes through me. "I just...I...how can she do it?" It felt so good to get it off my chest.

"Rose," Edward breathed. "Come here." I looked at him; his golden eyes were soft now, like honey. I walked over to him reluctantly, but as soon as his arms found mine I collapsed onto the floor with him. "Just like old times," he whispered.

And it was, it was exactly like the time I had come back from killing...Royce. We ended up like this, me insecure, him comforting me even though I didn't need his pity. This was exactly the same.

He held me tight and I smiled slightly into the crook of his neck.

"You're always so difficult," he scolded.

"Do you expect any different?"

"Esme knows what she's doing."

"I know Edward, but..."

"But?"

"How can she? How can she even agree to this...corrupt idea...this blackmail?"

"She's not doing it for herself," he replied.

"But...Edward...I don't want to lose her."

He rubbed my back as he basically cradled me.

"We won't."

"Everyone seems to be saying that."

"Because it's true, Rosalie."

"I know if it were me in Esme's...position...I-I wouldn't be so brave," I murmured into his neck.

"I knew there was something else bothering you." He chuckled slightly.

"I didn't want to admit my fears."

"I know," he laughed quietly. "Like I said, so complex yet so...simple."

I shoved against him but he increased his embrace.

"You should be like this more often, Rose. It's a lot easier to get along with," he joked.

I rolled my eyes which made him burst into unstoppable laughter.

"And she's back."

"Promise me though, Edward. Promise me we'll get her back."

"I promise," he assured.

I twisted around so I could see his face. It held such youth, such...innocence.

"Seriously, Rosalie?"

I felt that cheeky smile playing around the corners of my mouth.

"Innocence?"

"Uh...yeah?"

"Thanks," he mumbled.

"Any time." He rolled his eyes this time which made me chuckle.

So Edward I thought.

"Obviously," he countered.

But it's a trait you pick up from me. I retorted.

"You've got that right."

"Rose?" Emmett's voice floated up the stairs.

"He's worried you know."

"I know," I agreed. "It's just, I don't like him seeing me like this."

"Why?"

"Because look what vulnerability got me to."

He cupped my cheek with one hand.

"My pokerfaced sister," he exhaled. "He's your husband, he loves you no matter what qualities you have and choose to hide."

I got up slowly and he imitated me.

"Let him in." He smiled once more before going to walk out.

"Edward?" I called.

He turned around.

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

"I'm your brother. It's what I'm here for." With that he was gone and Emmett's figure replaced his.

I fell into the huge arms I had gotten so used to being embraced in.

"You scared me," he murmured into me hair.

"I scare myself."

His answering smile was all I needed to know.

"We're going after her, Rose. This...Charles won't get away with this."

"Come on then." I pulled his hand towards the cupboard and he groaned. "What?"

"Does this have to turn into a fashion show as well?"

I winked and he groaned again.

"Just remember Emmett, if we're going to do this right, we're going to do it in style."

He mumbled something incoherent before being dragged into the depths of my wardrobe.

"See, Jasper, at least Rosalie understands."

And that was the last thing I heard before the clothes around me captured my attention.

A/N – I wanted to show other family's fears in this chapter. Rosalie, I think, probably would have the worst fear out of all the siblings because she went through similar abuse that Esme did.

The idea about Edward comforting Rosalie comes from my One-Shot "Forgiving." (Read it if you have time because it will make this chapter easier to understand.

Anyways, *takes breath,* if you like this chapter, Please Review! Thanks, Katie1995 :)