Thank you people that reviewed im having reeally bad writers block and everything that i write sounds really...hmm "gay" but im posting it anyway. alright enjoy and review.
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Chapter 5
"Rosalie…?" There came an exasperated sigh from somewhere nearby. "Rose," Esme dropped the clothes I was supposed to be trying on on top of a counter. She muttered to herself and began replacing the dresses. I blinked out of my daydream and whispered an apology. Esme nodded with a pained expression. I knew I was being difficult and I didn't care. I just wanted to be alone, and her insisting on me coming here wasn't helping. I twirled a lock of hair around my finger absently and stared out the store window. The sun was beginning to set and it made the mountains look breathtaking. It looked almost like a painting, with swirls of blues, purples and grays. It stood tall, sturdy…and strong…like the sweet man I had recently let go. It was not like me to let go of things. No. I am a fighter, I thought. I was not weak, but the things Edward had said to me in these last days helped. He wasn't so bad at times, I concluded. I had stayed away for nine days, eighteen hours, twenty five minutes, and four seconds. Esme opened her mouth to speak, but thought better of it and closed it again. I could tell she was worried about me…they all were. I hadn't been hunting in a while and my eyes were a startling ebony color. I didn't care about my appearance so much, my hair needed to be brushed, and my clothes were poorly draped. I had turned into a pain, I knew, but I couldn't help it. If I was miserable, they should be also. Everything I had tried on looked hideous to me. "Esme, I am tired of this, can we go now?" I begged. She had dragged me to this cursed store and forced me to try everything on. Was she so dense that she couldn't understand how much pain I was going through? I wanted to scream at her. "Fine," She finally said. I knew she didn't want to be here either, she was doing it for me… shopping was usually my area of expertise. The ride home was silent apart from the rain. Everything seemed dull and useless. Another day like this one would follow, even if it didn't rain. I would see another sunrise, another sunset. Everyday…for an eternity alone. Another gray winter day. When we returned, the house was empty. Esme left me alone soon after we arrived to join Carlisle and Edward hunting. She didn't bother asking me if I would come…she knew my answer. I was thirsty, but I couldn't stand going anywhere near the mountains. The hours went by fast as I thought. The more I thought, the more insane I seemed to myself. At one point I began thinking of leaving my family. They all seemed so content with their way of life; it didn't bother them that they were monsters. I was different, I cared about my life. Fury swiftly overcame me, sending me into a tantrum. I began hating Carlisle for changing me. I hated Edward for being so insensitive and naive. I hated Esme for pitying me… and most of all I hated myself for being the way I was. Carlisle entered a while later with Esme and Edward following. That night they all kept their distance as if afraid I would lash out on them any moment. We were freaks and we knew it. That night flowed into the next morning. Something inside me gave way and before I knew what I was doing I was running to the mountains. I cursed myself for breaking my promise to myself never to go back, but at the same time smiling with joy and hope that he would be there. I would not change him, only look at him. I hopped over fallen trees all the while laughing and singing. Once again I had told my family I was hunting. I would only go one last time to see him and then stop, I told myself, but I had a feeling that I wouldn't. The sun seemed brighter that morning and the air more fresh. "Emmett, Emmett, Emmett." I sang as if I was a drunk. I came to the clearing, out of breath resting my hands on my thighs. Then my breath stopped. He wasn't there. I looked around. Nothing. It was all wrong. In that moment everything seemed so off. The way the sun was shining, so bright and unusual, the sky was clear, but it was quiet…very quiet. I spun in a circle frowning. Sinking to the ground I ran a hand through my hair disappointed. I was sure he would be here. He was supposed to be here! I thought angrily. It would be hard to lie to my family again because they watched me like a hawk now, and everything was so wrong. I began thinking of how I could get back here again then I stopped. My ears had picked up the faintest sound. I listened and stopped my breathing. It came again more prominent this time. A groan. Then a louder groan. I sat up listening intently. It was silent for a long while, long enough to make me go crazy. A loud roar came from farther into the mountains. In a second I was on my feet running. The moaning becoming louder and more full of pain. It did not take long for me to get there, but when I did I turned my face from the grotesque scene, my body beginning to tremble. There, was my beloved, his head lolling as he began losing consciousness.
Hmm well i hope Rosalie didnt sound too crazy.lol. Sorry if the end sounds rushed a bit.