Ok. So here's chapter 2. I'm still just toying around with the Twilight word; I'm not used to fanfics. This is fun, though! Feel free to PM me or whatever. Reviews are what makes you (me) a better writer, and all that... And, for now, I'm trying to follow Twilight in Rosalie's POV. I seriously doubt I'll make it the whoe way through, I'm just trying to hit the points that would really tick her off. ;) Oh yeah. Rosalie and all the other characters (infortunately, Edward included) aren't mine. I'm simply gathering inspiration from Stephenie Meyer's book Twilight and all the characters she blessed us with. :D

Part of me can't believe that Edward bothered to come home, but, really, it's just like him. He walked in the door blithering about not being able to stay away. I mean, come on! He was only gone for a week. One week! He beat even me on how quickly we'd bet he would return. I thought surely it would have to be closer to a month before he broke down. Alice knew when he'd come home, but she doesn't count, knowing the future and all. That drives Emmett crazy. Me, too. What's with everyone having these crazy powers? Why don't I have one?

Of course Carlisle and Esme made this big to-do about Edward coming home- just like I knew they would. Atleast it wasn't as sickeningly sweet as I feared it would be. They must have reserved all of that for their thoughts for him to hear privately. And that really bugs me. How fair is it for only him to know everyone's secrets? My secrets. My personal thoughts that I would have shared with him had I intended for him to know them in the first place. I wonder if there is any way to keep Edward out of my head. You would think modern technology would be good for something, since I haven't figured out how to do that on my own yet. But Bella can. It's just one more thing that makes her better than everyone else in his eyes. Puh-lease. She just has some sort of short circuit in her wiring. Nothing special about that. If anything, it should drive him away instead of pull him even nearer, since he's so insane about knowing what everyone's thinking all the time.

So now that he's back and she's still here, we get the glorious job of playing babysitter. Like I don't have anything better to do. As if he hadn't already put us out enough. Now we get to sit and watch him mope about, feeling guilty for wanting to kill her. Overly dramatic fool. Now we have to act as keeper to him and make sure he doesn't actually do it. As if I would actually stop him. Like the world would really be missing that much. I still say he should just drink her and get it over with…