Last chapter guys : ( I hope you've all enjoyed it…
Try not to cry at the end…I did : S
Emmett and I were getting married. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, with Emmett standing at the altar waiting for me; my baby girl toddling ahead of me, throwing flowers; Bella and Alice walking slowly up the aisle with Edward and Jasper by their sides; and my dad, whispering words of encouragement as I walk up the aisle towards my future. Instead, I am here, in a hospital waiting room in my wedding dress, mascara and foundation in streaks down my face.
"I just don't understand! Why would you do this?" Bella sat wailing in the corner, head in her hands, occasionally pushing Edward away as he tried to explain. I waited, sobbing quietly for any news of Emmett.
"I know why! It's because he can't stand to see her happy with anyone else!" Alice was pacing furiously around the waiting room with Jasper hovering anxiously behind her.
"But that doesn't make any sense! He loves me-he-he!" Bella cried out, her body descending into another fit of sobs and tears.
"That doesn't mean that -"
"Does it matter?" I stood up, yelling in anger. "This was supposed to be my wedding day, and yet, here we all are, in a hospital waiting room while my almost-husband is in a coma because of you!" I whirled around and pointed my finger wildly at Edward, fresh tears pouring down my face. "Why can't you just leave me alone and let me be happy?" I turned away from him in resignation.
I felt him come up behind me and touch my shoulder.
"Rosi -" I cut him off walking away and going to sit down and wait. Maybe half an hour later, a doctor walked in and called for Mrs Cullen. Esme and I both jumped up and sped over to him, eager for news.
"Now, please calm down, your husband is fine." I grasped his arm tightly as Esme fell back towards Carlisle. "He has extensive injuries to the torso, but thankfully, whoever it was that hit him, stayed clear of the head, so there's nothing to worry about there." The doctor looked pointedly at Edward's bruised and bloodied knuckles. "Unfortunately, there was a great deal of damage to his right kidney, so much so that we had to remove it, but the left one is working fine and he should be able to operate normally without his right one, but he will have to be monitored closely for kidney failure in the future as he has no...back up if you like." I saw red. I thanked the doctor and he nodded, saying that we wouldn't be able to see Emmett yet but he would send someone down when they were ready.
I rushed at Edward and hit him over and over again, pummelling his shoulders and sides. "How dare you! How dare you hurt him like this!" Jasper and Carlisle pulled me off him, wrapping arms around my shoulders as they drew me over to my sisters and Esme. We all cried together while Edward sat in the corner looking sorry for himself.
The moment the nurse walked in to tell us that we could see him, I swept four-year-old Abby up from Esme's arms and followed her down the hall to Emmett's room.
I nearly broke down when I saw him.
He was asleep, face perfect and peaceful as always, but his knuckles were raw and he had bruises covering his forearms from defending himself. When he moved in his sleep, the blankets moved down and I caught a glimpse of a long, thick slice running down the right side of his back, surrounded by deep purple bruises. He winced when the IV needle pulled at the skin in the crease of his elbow, causing him some slight pain, although the morphine drip he was on prevented the agony that he would certainly be in without it.
I pushed through the door and sat at the chair on his right hand side. I took hold of his hand and stroked the back of it soothingly, half wanting to wake him, but wanting to let him rest and recover as well. Abby stirred against my shoulder, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"Dadda?" She whispered looking at him longingly. She started to cry, reaching out for Emmett's hand. "DDAAADDDAAAA!" She wailed loudly when I wouldn't let go of her and I felt more tears brewing in my eyes as she clawed at my arms, crying for me to let her go. "Mamma! Lemme go! See Dadda!" I felt the tears skim over my eyelids and down my face as my hold on Abby loosened. She stopped shouting in surprise and looked at me.
Her chin immediately started to wobble again but this time she grasped at my top, thinking that I was upset with her. "Don cry Mamma, wuv you Mamma." She cuddled into my chest as I wrapped my arms around her again, rocking us backwards and forwards.
We fell asleep together on the chair and I woke hours later to a finger brushing over my hand. I opened my eyes sleepily and turned my stiff neck to see Emmett smiling sadly at me. Tears began to fall out of my eyes in thick streams as a sob worked its way up my throat and out of my mouth in a wail.
"Your dress is so beautiful, baby." He voice came out in a hoarse whisper that made me cry more forcefully, waking Abby up. Abby began to cry as well when she saw Emmett awake and Emmett's eyes turned red rimmed and glassy as he looked at both of us.
"Do..Do you know about...?" He nodded sadly at me before he glared at the door. My head spun around to see what he was looking at saw a desolate looking Edward standing just outside.
"Can I come in?" Emmett barked out a laugh and I turned my head to focus on my daughter who was trying to escape my hold and run to her Uncle.
"Get out, you sick sonova-" Emmett grabbed my arm in warning, sending a glance down to Abby. "Just leave, I'm surprised they haven't arrested you yet." I glared at Edward, still holding a struggling Abby to me.
"Rose, you have to understand, please, I just need this opportunity to explain - "
"Explain? What can you possibly have to explain? You attacked my fiancée on our wedding day! You were jealous, couldn't stand to see me happy and so you decided to take it out on the man I love! Get out, now, GET OUT!" I screamed at him, gesticulating with the arm that wasn't clamped around Abby's small body, her nails scratching at my skin.
Emmett reached a hand out and stroked my hair, making soothing noises. "Shh, quiet it's alright baby, deep breaths, let go of Abby a second, you don't want to hurt her." I relaxed my hold as a loud sob burst out of me. Abby leapt off my lap like a shot but hovered around me, unsure whether she could see her uncle or not. "Come here Abs, stay with Daddy." Emmett held his other hand out to Abby and she immediately latched onto him, grateful for the instruction.
"Edward, please leave." My voice was barely understandable through my sobbing, but he turned sadly and left the room anyway.
"Rosie, you need to listen to me, OK? You can't let Bella keep seeing him, he's off the handle. He's gone completely insane." Emmett's eyes were wide and worried. "I was just waiting in the groom's room for you to be ready and he charged in there, crazy as anything, eyes blazing, practically foaming at the mouth screaming at me that I was stealing you and Abby from him, that you were his and I never should have touched you." He stroked my arm as I wept for the loss of my best friend.
"Rosie, there are track marks all over his arms. He's been using sweetie." Fresh sobs burst from me and Abby started to cry too, reaching her little arms out for me. At that moment all I could do was stare at her, picking out all the features of her that reminded me of Edward, the large, vivid green eyes that he and Emmett shared, the pale skin and sharp features. I lifted her from the floor and into my arms, hugging her to me tightly as our tears ran together. We were both pulled closer to Emmett and the three of us cried together…
~0~
When we had calmed down, I kissed Emmett's head and left with Abby to tell Esme and Carlisle that they could see him.
I wandered down the hospital corridors, still in my wedding dress, seeing other families together, husbands and wives visiting each other and I felt a hand tugging at my heart, clenching and squeezing until I could breathe. I fell to my knees, letting Abby go when I reached the ground. My head smashed against the floor as I grabbed at my chest, pain flooding me…
~0~
I woke up a few hours later hooked up to an IV and lying in a bed beside my fiancée.
"This has turned out to be a fantastic wedding day." Emmett's tired and sarcastic voice grumbled from my right. "I'm so sorry that your big day was ruined sweetheart." He reached his hand towards me but he couldn't extend his arm far enough.
"It's fine baby, I'm just glad I get to be here with you. I think we should send Alice and Jasper on our honeymoon, don't you? I mean, we can't go, and it's paid for, so someone might as well enjoy it." I shrugged and tried to shift my bed closer to Emmett's without success. Just then, Esme and Carlisle came into the room and immediately began fussing over me, asking if I was alright and if they could get me anything. "I'm fine, thank you. The only thing you could do for me is just move my bed over towards Emmett's?" Carlisle immediately rushed to comply and soon Emmett and I had our fingers intertwined as we spoke to his parents.
"Now, Rose, they ran some tests while you were unconscious and they suggested that you may have had a small heart attack, brought on by the stress of the past few months and culminating in the horrific incidents of today." Carlisle explained calmly and quickly what this would mean for me in the future. I would have to be more careful about my stress levels and more conscious about what I'm eating, but all in all, I was alright, and I wasn't in any danger.
"But, sweetie, they also found out something else. Umm, they said that, and now, please don't get upset sweetheart, but they said that you had a miscarriage while unconscious. They found you covered in blood while on the floor in the hallway." Esme leant over and covered my hand with hers. "I don't know if you knew you were pregnant or not, but they said you were about ten weeks, so you might not have known." I shook my head, in shock.
"No, I didn't know." I cleared my throat, tears in my eyes. "I had no idea. I suppose that's better though." Emmett squeezed my hand tightly, running his thumb soothingly in circles on my palm.
"It's alright baby, we can try again. We'll start as soon as we both get better and sorted out, I promise." He leant over and stroked my face, brushing my hair out of the way. I nodded sedately, not really understanding what was going on.
"Abby. Where's Abby?" I looked towards Esme, trying to change the subject. "She must be so worried, poor angel." Esme went to go and find her, saying that she'd left her with Bella.
Carlisle left to give us some privacy and we sat there and looked into each other's eyes, trying to work out what the other was thinking. We sat there and gazed at each other for nearly 15 minutes until Esme came back and changed everything…
~0~
"Ok, Rosie, you need to calm down, he's only had her for two hours, he cannot have gone that far. He's not going to hurt her, he just wants to have her, that's all." Emmett was trying desperately to calm me down; I was almost hyperventilating as I gripped Emmett's hand tightly and tried to think where that bastard had taken my baby.
"I'm so sorry Rose. If I had known he would take her, I would have gone with them, never let him near her. I didn't know he was using again, I swear, I haven't really seen him for months. I should have known. I'm so sorry." Bella was clutching a tissue in her hand as tears ran down her face and she apologised profusely, over and over again. Alice, Esme and my mum were seething in the corner as dad and Carlisle tried to stop Jasper from going after him.
"Bella, it's fine, Rose is just worried, that's all. We all know that Edward isn't going to hurt Abby." Emmett rubbed my back with his free hand while whispering soothingly into my ear that everything would be alright.
"Tell me-" I gulped for breath. "Tell me again what he said." I could feel my heart clenching tightly in my chest, and nausea rippled through me at the thought that my baby was being held by a heroin addict.
"He said that he was going to take her for ice cream. I honestly didn't think he'd take her away from you guys, really I didn't, I just, he's her father, you know? And every time we talk he keeps going on about how you guys don't trust him with her, and I miss him, and, I just can't - "
"Bella! This is not what Rose needs right now! For God's sake, will someone get her out of here?" Emmett glared angrily towards my dad and his, begging them to move Bella out of the room and away from me.
I took gasping breaths through my sobs and Emmett continued to help me through it. After another hour, although it felt like days, Bella came back in the room and said that she had spoken to Edward.
"He said that he just wanted to play with her for a little bit and that he would bring her back. They're on their way now." Bella smiled hesitantly at me and Emmett, but we ignored her as Emmett lay back in bed, tired after trying to calm me down, and I jumped up, trying to find my clothes and get dressed so I could go and meet my baby.
Everyone went to get coffee and I got dressed quickly before giving Emmett and quick kiss goodbye and promising to come back up as soon as I had our daughter with me.
I sped down to the reception area and waited anxiously by the doors for my daughter. When Edward stepped through the door with her on his shoulders I raced forward, grabbing for her and pulling her towards me. I cried into her hair as I held her tightly to me before I set her down on the ground and bent down to her level.
"Baby, Abby, listen, you have to tell Mummy when you're going to go somewhere. If someone, anyone, even Uncle Edward says he's going to take you somewhere, you have to make sure you see me first, and if they try to take you away without seeing me, you make a fuss, OK? I need to know where you are all the time sweetie." I pulled her close to me again once I got a frightened nod from her.
"I'm sowwy Mummy, I did'n mean to." She curled her hands into my top, worried that I was angry with her and I pulled her away, showering kisses all over her face. She giggled and tried to push me away. "Mummy, stop it! That tickles!" I grabbed her up in my arms and started kissing her all over earning a delighted laugh from my daughter.
Once I stopped tormenting her, I started walking back towards Emmett's room, ignoring Edward completely, but I wouldn't put her down for even a second.
"I'm not angry with you sweetheart, but from now on, you must tell Mummy or Daddy where you're going, alright?" She nodded again and quickly stuck her thumb in her mouth, settling herself into my shoulder…
~0~
The next two years passed quickly and soon it was Abby's sixth birthday. Emmett and I did eventually get married and it was absolutely perfect. We had a small, simple ceremony with just us, our parents and most of our siblings. Edward wasn't invited but Bella told us that he turned up anyway and sat waiting outside the courthouse for two hours for us to come out. We never did find out why he beat Emmett up, although I've always felt that Emmett knew something but he wasn't letting on. At all.
We had a short honeymoon weekend in Disneyland Paris with Abby and then Esme and Carlisle spent the rest of the week with her there while Emmett and I went to a little B&B. We didn't leave our room for anything but food. We all flew home together after our week away and Emmett and I decided on the way home that we would wait to have more children as Abby was a little bit of a handful on the ten hour flight and besides, we just wanted to spend some time just being us for a while. A married couple.
As much as we could with Abby anyway.
Abby's sixth birthday party was a pink affair with balloons and confetti and sparkles and cake. She was thrilled with how everything turned out and eagerly showed off her new pink trainers that lit up when she walked. Edward hadn't really had much of an impact on our lives up until that day. He had made contact a few times and I knew for a fact that he and Bella were seeing each other, even though I had made it incredibly clear to Bella that I didn't want her anywhere near him and that she wasn't to bring him to the house. Bella was 23 and she didn't really want to listen to a whole lot of what I had to say. She wouldn't accept that I knew Edward and that I had experienced firsthand the pain that he could cause. She kept trying to insist that he had changed and that he was a completely different person around her and I had to admit that since they started secretly going out, he had stopped calling as much and trying to have an influence on Abby's life.
I knew that Bella wasn't my daughter, but she had lived with me for so many years that it felt that way, and I was only trying to protect her. Maybe I should have taken a step back and she wouldn't have felt the need to rebel and run off with Edward that night.
But Edward showed up at Abby's birthday party. She vaguely remembered him, but she also remembered that he was the one who had taken her away from us, however briefly, that day in the hospital, so she was understandably wary of him. She immediately told Emmett that he was there and he quickly went over to speak to him. The two brothers embraced and I breathed a sigh of relief that everything was going to be alright.
The rest of the day was uneventful and Abby had a wonderful time. I found out that morning that I was pregnant and Emmett and I told Abby together that she was going to have a little brother or sister to play with. When we announced it to the rest of the party, I noticed a look between Bella and Edward, but I brushed it off thinking that they were just being a young couple in love. I should have paid more attention.
That was four weeks ago and now I am slightly rounded at three months along. Today is a sad day and I do feel a great big hole of regret and pain sucking away at my life. I suppose I will always feel this grief and that's ok, because it will remind me what I have lost and what I should have protected.
As I stand here, watching them lower Edward's casket into the ground, I can't help but remember all the opportunities I had to fix this relationship and how I could have tried harder.
It all began with a decision to move homes. A decision not made by me, so is it my fault? No, it's not anyone's fault, we all just have to learn to live with the consequences of our own, or even other peoples actions.
On the first day that I met him, I made a choice to be Edward's friend. Over time, I thought that my feelings developed into something more, but as I stand here with the rose in my hand, watching the dark, wooden crate drop steadily into the ground, I realise that I was wrong. Edward and I were never meant to be together; we were simply meant to help each other find their other half.
I watch as Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle and Esme throw their roses onto the casket. I hold tightly onto the two in my right hand, and grasp Emmett's hand in the other. I need strength for this. I need strength to watch my best friend be buried deep beneath the earth. I allow myself a single tear as the workmen begin shovelling earth back onto the box that holds my first everything.
From the day that Edward decided to ignore me, I felt regret for the things I never said, for the things I would never say, and I feel those things now. I wait and wait and wait for it to be over so that we can move on, but the workmen seem to be taking an age to complete their job.
I never needed Edward to love me, or want me or need me, I just wanted to feel loved, wanted and needed, I realise now that what I did was stupid. But, without having 'fallen in love' with Edward, I never would have discovered my true feelings for my Emmett.
Every action has a reaction and the reaction is under our control. We can change our own feelings based on how we feel for a person or the situation, but your first reaction is always the strongest. I should have listened to my head and stomach before I made love to Edward. I should have heard the small voices telling me to stop. I should have listened to my first instinct. It was telling me to think of Emmett.
However, if I had listened, I wouldn't be standing here next to my angel girl as she says goodbye to her favourite Uncle. She wouldn't have to see this if I had listened to my head that night. Maybe Edward would still be here. Maybe I wouldn't be married to Emmett, or expecting our first child together. I don't know, and I never will, but I do know, that since the day I found out I was pregnant, I wouldn't want to be without my baby girl in my life.
There are many things that can be said about our situation today. Many have been looked into by the press: "Two bodies found by side of road, one male and one female. Motorcycle found in ditch. Suspected foul play." or maybe you prefer, "Two bodies found. Motorcycle accident, one man, DOA, and one woman, family waiting for results of surgery." or, "Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen were found lying on the roadside just outside their hometown of Forks. The police are looking into what happened, but Chief and Renee Swan have been informed, as have Dr and Mrs Cullen."
This is what happened:
"Bella! You come back here! If you dare get on that motorcycle, so help me God, I will tell our father!" I yelled out of the door to my sister, willing her to come back. My baby had been kicking more than usual, and I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I sighed and Emmett rubbed my back. I leaned into him and relaxed almost immediately.
"Rosie, baby, you need to relax, she'll be fine." Emmett will never forgive himself for those words. "Seriously, calm down and come and watch a film with me! Please baby? We have hardly seen each other recently." I nodded reluctantly and let him drag me over to the couch.
I sat, and sat, and sat, until I could sit no more. I stood up, slowly, and waddled over to the fridge. I was perusing the items when Emmett walked into the room looking grave.
"Baby, you might want to sit down." I carried on bustling around inside the fridge/freezer, until I found the ice cream I was looking for. Sitting down at the kitchen table, I pulled a spoon out from the draw next to me and proceeded to take a huge spoonful of the delicious stuff before staring at Emmett expectantly.
"Sweetheart, please don't freak out on me, but, we need to go to the hospital." I looked at him questioningly, urging him to continue so that I could eat my ice cream. "Bella and Edward are there." I froze. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't talk, I couldn't see, I couldn't hear. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. That was all that was running through my head, except not so much in my head. I found out from Emmett later that I had been shaking and crying out her name. I was so out of it, that I didn't notice Emmett lifting me and putting me in the car to drive me to the hospital. I only snapped out of it when I saw the bright lights of the ER shining at me through my glazed eyes.
Immediately, I moved into action, running towards the front desk with Emmett following.
"Hey, you, sorry to be rude, but I need to see my sister, where is she?" The nurse looked at me blankly, until she saw Emmett behind me. She seemed ready to push me away, but when Emmett put his arm around my waist, she looked down and her eyes bugged at the sight of my pregnant belly. "Yeah, and if you don't hurry up and tell me where Isabella Swan is, I will make sure to sue you for inducing early labour in a sixth month pregnant woman!" I knew that my words were making no sense, but I had to see Bella.
"Rose! Where is she? What are you doing standing about, get talking girl!" I froze on the spot. Renee was here, just perfect, mind you, she was Bella's mother, so, who was I to stop her seeing her daughter? Yeah, she asked me that question too.
Renee had changed, drastically since she lost all three of us. She turned bitter and unforgiving and downright demanding of every single one of us. Bitchy to me, especially since Bella moved in with me. Rude to Bella because of her choices. She just ignored Alice, had done ever since she went to rehab with Jasper. Again.
"Back off bitch, she is mine. I looked after her when you kicked her out for seeing Edward! She is mine, and she doesn't need you!" Emmett wrapped a reassuring arm around my shoulders, and I welcomed the extra confidence. It was then that I noticed the two figures running up the hall towards us.
"Rosie, where's our baby sister?" I collected Alice as she ran into my arms, and I hugged her to me. "God, when I heard that...we were at the airport...coming back from...Spain...we saw the news...where is she?" Alice panted loudly into my ear as she caught her breath. They had returned from holiday a few weeks ago, but missed their connecting flight from London to Newark and the next one they could get was today. I had missed my little sister so much.
"Look, Ally, I don't know, but can you stay with Jazz a minute please? I need to sort this out...SHIT! Emmett, we didn't pick up Abby from Christine's house! What the hell are we going to do? Damn! What about Edward? Where's Edward? Oh my God, oh my God." Emmett rubbed my back and helped me calm down.
I had continued to cry and panic for hours and hours, until right around six o'clock when I was beginning to calm down; slightly.
"OK, Rosie, take deep breaths, we don't want you going into labour now, do we?" I shook my head at my husband, silently reprimanding myself for being so selfish. I hadn't seemed to notice how much I had been hurting Emmett by acting like I did, or how much he needed me. I followed his advice this time. I took deep breaths and concentrated on counting the white tiles in the hospital waiting room.
"OK, OK, I'm fine now, I think." I leant further into his side and let the tears slowly drip down my face. We sat there for about five minutes until a doctor appear and I leapt from my seat, Emmett following closely behind me, supporting my aching back as I approached him anxiously.
"Mrs Cullen, your sister is in a delicate situation, we ask that you do not worry her or upset her in any way, we don't want to send her into arrest, but she is conscious and asking for you and your husband, she also asked if your other sister was here." I grasped the doctor's arm tightly while Emmett motioned to Alice. She came with Jasper and wrapped her arm around me, her eyes filled with tears.
"Wait, Emmett, you should find your parents, go and see Ed..Edw..." I couldn't say his name, no matter how hard I tried, my throat just kept closing up. I looked at Emmett and saw the humourless smile on his face.
"Edward's dead Rosi...Rose, he will be there for a while yet, we, we need to go and see Bella, come on." I saw the raw emotion on his face and it made me stronger, made me able to calm down and take control, give him some reprise.
"Come on, let's go see our sister." I smiled at him through my tears and grasped his hand tightly. He squeezed back and swallowed thickly. We walked hand in hand, the four of us towards my sister's room, a unit, one thing, standing together, strong.
We stepped into the room and saw her lying there, idly playing with the edge of her covers. There were tubes and wires flowing from every available piece of skin. The rest of it blossomed with bruising and she had bandages and casts everywhere, making her movements heavy and clumsy as she raised her head to look at us. Alice and I immediately ran over to her and stopped when we remembered what the doctor had said.
"How are you feeling sweetie?" She nodded slightly at me and opened her mouth to speak, but became panicked when she couldn't. "Shhh sweetheart, don't panic, it'll come back soon, we will hear your gorgeous voice again angel." I managed to keep my voice calm and look happy when inside I was screaming at myself for making promises that I didn't know were true. She looked pacified and I looked over at Emmett and Jasper. They were talking quietly together presumably catching up and I smiled genuinely at them.
"Rose, she's trying to say something." I snapped my head back to my sisters and looked closely at Bella's lips. I noticed in passing that she had her hands securely on her perfectly flat stomach, I didn't quite register what this was telling me, until she told me herself.
'I'm pregnant.' I saw the words formed on her lips, but I didn't want to believe them, she was going to have a baby that would be my daughter's sibling. My daughter would be her child's cousin. My thoughts were cut off by the next word that was formed by her dry lips.
'Bye' Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and I leapt forward, the tears springing into my central vision.
"No, no, no, Emmett!" I screamed at him and he came running. "Get the doctor, get the doctor, now!" He ran out of the door and Jasper came forward to whisper into Alice's ear, she was having a panic attack, curled on the floor, her hand still clasping Bella's as mine was. The doctor came running in the room and we were pushed out of the way as I felt her hand slip from mine, her final word hanging over my head.
'Bye'
"Bye sweetie." I whisper to my sister as I kneel down beside her casket, gently placing the red roses on top of the polished wood coffin that hold my youngest sister and her unborn child, my niece or nephew. Emmett wraps an arm around my shoulder in comfort as I fight my way back into a standing position, cradling my stomach gently. It could have been me. If I had stayed with Edward, it could be my unborn child and my body in that casket. I shrink away from the thought and into Emmett's shoulder as we back away from the six foot hole in the ground that would forever more hold my sister.
The last time I laid eyes on my sister, she had said goodbye, and now I am able to reciprocate, but she can't hear me, and she can't see me and she can't hug me or kiss me, and it is my fault, because I was too strict, or not strict enough, or...
"Baby, stop fretting, it wasn't your fault, she was her own person and she did what she thought was best, she was a live in the moment kind of person and you know it." He kisses my ear gently and straightens up to listen to the preacher talk about our siblings. I stand there and watch men cover my sister up for all eternity, just as they had with the love of her life. I remember the words that my sister used once to describe her love for Edward, words from Wuthering Heights:
My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning; my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, andheremained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the Universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.
I realise now that the same is true of me and my Emmett, I shall be with him for ever more, and when he is gone, the world shall indeed be a mighty stranger...
And that's all she wrote :/
I hope you don't think the ending was too abrupt… I know that it's a fairly short story, but that was what I wanted it to be, short snippets of Rose and Emmett's life together : )
I hope you've all enjoyed my little story and will read more of my work : )
I'm a busy person, so I don't tend to write as often as I should, but I will try and bash something out for you soon : )
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