Ok i must say thank you thank you thank you for reviewing it does help me when i feel like deleting a whole chapter lol. I think ill do another chapter in Emmett's POV also. I hope the others dont sound too heartless, expecially Edward, because...well thats just not Edward. Anyway Enjoy and review!

Chapter 8

I watched stupidly as my beloved writhed in pain. How could I be so cruel? Occasionally he would open his eyes to stare at me, and then he would smile a little, and grip my hand tighter. I kept reminding myself that he would be dead if I had not begged Carlisle to turn him. At the thought of Carlisle I felt ashamed…weak. He had not met my eyes ever since I brought Emmett to him. I couldn't blame him for that…he knew that I had wanted the human, that I would do anything to make him mine. But I had not done this, I had saved him. I closed my eyes and rested my head on my knees as the memory of our argument last night resurfaced.

"Rosalie, please tell me you had nothing to do with this."

"I can't believe this," "You honestly think I would hurt him just so you could turn him?"

"That is not what I am saying,"

"But it's what your thinking isn't it Carlisle?" "What, do you think I enjoy watching him suffer?"

"No Rosalie, I think you made a foolish decision because you were so focused on getting what you-

"I saved him Carlisle! If I had left him there he would have died! I was only doing what you've lectured me about a thousand times and over!"

"What will you tell him when he wakes up Rosalie? What if this man does not want to be a vampire? He does not know you Rosalie; he cannot love someone he does not know."

"He will love me…I know he will."

I opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes screwed shut and he was biting his lip. Would he love me? It was true we didn't know one another, but we had an eternity for that. I lowered my lips to his hand. "It will be over soon Emmett, then we can be together, forever…wouldn't you like that?" I whispered laying my head next to his. He attempted a smile but the pain intensified. I began imagining how much more beautiful he would look after the transformation was complete. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. Edward entered, his eyes immediately darting to the thrashing figure on my bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched Emmett shake with pain.

"How are you?" He asked not taking his eyes off of Emmett.

"You should ask him that," I replied staring down at my white hand holding Emmett's.

"Yes, but I'm asking you, you seem…" He left the sentence unfinished and turned to look at me.

"What?"

"You seem to be having second thoughts,"

I frowned. "No Edward, why would I be having second thoughts? It isn't like I had a choice."

"You had another choice Rose," He said softly ignoring my tone.

My eyes narrowed in anger at his utter stupidity. "What choice Edward?" I growled.

"Rosalie you could have-

"Left him to die!" "I. Had. No. Other. Choice."

Edward looked away from my livid face. "And I suppose you think you're offering him a new life, a better one."

"I am!"

"One where he is a monster? Where people shy away from him?"

I turned away from him. Why did my family constantly lecture me as if I was some stupid, foolish child? Why did he always have to bring up the same argument every time? Did he think I did not know what I was doing, what I was?

"I bring this up Rosalie because you don't seem to get it, this isn't some game, it is your life." He stood to leave. He always made feel like a fool, like I was making no sense when I was. I hated him for having the audacity to suggest me letting Emmett die. How dare he.

He turned around to glare at me. "And Rosalie, I'm not sure you know what you are." He said leaving me with Emmett. Emmett was turning whiter…colder. Tomorrow the transformation would be over. For the first time in hours I let go of Emmett's hand and strode over to the window. The morning sun was hazy from the rain the night before. I put a hand on the cold window. Ever since I became this way…everything was just out of reach…Everything was always…tomorrow. Emmett's restrained screams would intensify then reside continuously. I returned to his side and hummed to him stroking his cheek rhythmically. When the conversion was done I would tell Emmett what he was…by myself. It would be hard but I had to. Edward's harsh remarks and Carlisle's doubt faded into nothing as Emmett looked into my eyes. He was here…with me. Everything would be perfect, everything was perfect.

Hmm so what did you think? Not too intresting but whatever im getting there. lol.