Chapter 11: Emmett POV

My mum was sat in the living room staring at nothing. A tissue in her hands, placed on her lap.

"Mum where's Rosalie?"

"Does it matter to you? Did ever matter to you Emmett?"

"Uh? Rosalie means the world to me! She really does. Look I know I screwed up, but I will spend forever making it up to her..."

"You said that before. Listen I think it's best you stay away from her from now on. You bring out the worse in each other. I think you need a permanent break. Emmett you just make her upset a lot of the time. She tried to kill herself twice because of you!" She shouted.

"It wasn't my fault, it was a misunderstanding! Okay?"

"No not okay. It sure hell is not okay. I thought I taught you better than this..." She got up from the couch and left me.

Edward came into the room and sat down at his piano.

"You got to help me." I begged.

"Help you hurt her again. You're better off without each other."

"That's not true. You can read how we feel when we are around each other- we're happy!" I yelled.

"She's not! Never happy anymore with you. There comes to some degree when I love you just isn't enough anymore. Especially for woman."

"Where is she? Please..." I whispered hopelessly.

"I promised I wouldn't tell." He got up from his piano and walked out. "She's at her funeral." He finally said. "But I didn't tell you."

I ran out the door and got in the jeep. Driving to Rochester as fast as I could- it was just not quick enough. My eyes were going black with frustration.

Pulling up into the local town a kind woman gave me directions to the local church service. Pulling up outside, I locked the car and went inside the church.

Her funeral was well into service. I scanned the room in search for her. She wasn't there. Quickly walking outside and into the grave yard I found her. Standing staring down at the ground. Slowly walking over I came up beside her looking down at the grave stone.

Rosalie Lillian hale.

Died at age 17.

A daughter, a friend and lover.

Forever lost yet cherished.

R.I.P

Looking at the stone next to hers was a huge shocker.

James lee hale.

Committed suicide at age 15.

A son, a friend, a brother.

Forever lost yet cherished.

R.I.P

"He killed himself. My brother killed himself." Rosalie whispered.

"It's not your fault..."

"It's my entire fault. I left him with nothing. I promised to return that night, and I never came back to him. He'll never forgive me. And he took his own life to be with me."

"He did what he thought was right."

"My mum must be in despair right now. Lost her husband, lost her daughter then her only family left took their own life. I wish I could be with her. She needs me right now." Rosalie broke out into sobs.

"She needs you to be strong for her."

"I can't." She whispered.

"You can. And I've seen it." She shook her head.

"James is dead! Who's going to be there for mum? He was all she had left. He did it because of me!"

"He did it because he loved you Rosalie. He needed you."

"I'm such a bad person."

"You're not. You didn't know what was coming for you that night. What happened was unfair and brutal and no one can take that pain away from you. Your brother loved you in order to give up his own life. Isn't it obvious, he couldn't live without you. And I can't either."

"Save the crap. I don't want to hear it right now. I just want some alone time with my brother if you don't mind."

"Okay baby. I'll wait in the car."

"No I'm walking."

"Walking home? Rochester is like 38 miles. I can't let you walk."

"Fine I will run."

"You'll ruin your shoes..."

She looked down at her feet and pouted a little.

"I don't care."

"We both know that not true... Come on baby." I slid my hand into hers.

"Don't." She pulled her hand away. "Don't ever baby me again. It's over. I can't live like this. Your just taking advantage."

She started walking back into the church and I followed like a puppy.

"Quit it." She stated.

"I can't Rosalie. I love you baby. You're my world. My everything. I screwed us up real bad but baby like I said I will spend forever making it up to you, I promise."

She went and sat at the back on a bench. I followed and join her.

"Please don't make this harder for me..." She sighed.

"I promised you I would take care of you and that's what I am going to do, I won't break a promise."

"No you just break everything else right? Like my heart, my feelings..." She drifted off looking back at the altar, where her mum was delivering a speech.

"If only rose or James could be here with me. Since losing Christopher in a car accident Rosalie and James were my stepping stones." Her mother broke down in tears.

"I'm right here... Mum. I'm here." Rosalie whispered not loud enough to be heard.

"I give up! Life has killed me from the inside out. I've loved and I've lost. I promised chris on his death bed that I would love and protect the both of them with my life, but I just feel like I failed them both as a mother. I have no one now. Both my beautiful children gone and in the arms of god, and so help them. I wasn't a perfect mum. I argued with Rosalie over a stupid things I regret and I'm sure she does to. I never told her how much she really meant to me. I never reminded her how much I loved her. I just wish I could take back time to see my little baby girl again. When I held her in my arms and I told her everything was going to be okay no matter what in life. I was going be there but I never was. She screamed for help but I was just not big enough to hear her.

James had the closest relationship with his father. They were like two peas in pod. He loved is father oh so much. When chris passed on, James changed for worse. His whole world grumbled down. Rosalie helped him build it back up. He was himself after a while. When Rosalie was killed.. It took a lot out of us. James struggled a lot. In school work went down. He got bullied. He cried all the time. He was in an awful state. I wasn't Rosalie.. I didn't know what to say or do to him. I didn't have her special charm.

I cried many nights with him over Rosalie and chris. The pain never faded nor will it ever. I just want to see them all again! Live like old times." She gasped in between.

"I'm here... I'm right here. I love you mum. Why can't you see me? I'm okay."

Rosalie sobbed. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it tight. Leaning down and kissing her cheek.

"Everything's going to be okay, I promise you baby. Your mums going to be fine. And she loves you and your brother so much. She really does. You're not away from her- you're in her heart forever like your father is as well..." I cooed in her ear.

"I miss them so much... My dad, my brother and my mum." She snuffled into me.

Placing her head on my shoulder, she squeezed my hand back.

"We'll figure this out Rosalie okay, baby?" She got up and walked over to her mum.

I ran to her to stop her... She was going reveal she was still alive!

"This is for you and the sake of your family." Rosalie said handing her mother an envelope.

"I can't take money from a beautiful young woman like you."

"I insist. You need the money more than I will ever. Please take it."

"You can't replace my pain with money and sympathy." Wow Rosalie was just like her mother.

"I'm not. I'm giving you a second chance and stepping stone. Rosalie gave me a note before she died. She wanted me to give it to you..." Rosalie pulled out another envelope.

"It's Rosalie's money..." Rosalie leant in and gave her mum a final hug.

"I love you..." She whispered and let go.

"I don't understand?" Her mother questioned.

"It's not for understanding, it's for feeling." Rosalie replied and walked out of the church with her head held high.

I walked after and we got in the car together.

"Changed your mind then?" I chuckled starting the engine.

"Don't. I'm not in the mood right now Emmett. I can't believe you."

Car journey was silent and awkward. Arriving home Rosalie just went straight up to her room. She locked the door and stayed in there for many long hours. I worried a lot if she was okay and if she was still actually in there.

It had been several days and still Rosalie refused to come out. She hadn't eaten in forever, god only knows how desperate she was. And yet still fighting against herself.

She was probably extremely thin and boney. Weak and cold. Helpless like before.

"Rosalie, baby, open up." I tapped on the door for the billionth time.

"Baby it's me. Let me see you beautiful." I sighed into the door. Why was she so stubborn?

"I'd give up forever to touch you,

Cus I know that you feel me somehow,

Your the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,

And I don't want to go home right now.

And all I can taste is this moment,

And all I can breathe is your life,

And sooner or later it's over,

I just don't want to miss you tonight.

And I don't want the world to see me,

Cus I don't think that they'll understand,

when everything's meant to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am.

I just want you to know who I am."

I started singing iris from the goo goo dolls. One of her favorites.

"And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming.

Or the moment of truth in your lies,

When everything feels like the movies,

Yeah you bleed just to know your alive,

And I don't want the world to see me,

Cus I don't think that they'll understand,

When everything's meant to be broken,

I just wasn't you to know who I am."

I sung to the door.

I heard footsteps and the door un-clicked. Opening it slowly, I peaked in and scanned the room looking for Rosalie. The door to the balcony was open.

Strolling in and out the door she was leaning over the balcony looking out at the amazing view she had.

Walking up behind her I wrapped my arms around her waist and placed little kisses on her shoulder. I automatically felt her body relax against mine.

"It's like a huge whole has been punched through my chest.." She sighed.

"I can fix that..."

The kisses moved from her shoulder to her neck.

"Did you go to be with Kate?" She asked.

"Yes... I did."

"Do you love her?"

"Never."

"Did you sleep with her? Again?"

"No I didn't. She will never compare to you Rosalie. Let me love you."

"I've forgotten how..."

"I'll teach you."

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