I stood in front of my floor to ceiling length mirror. I don't look any different, but I definitely feel crazy different. I brushed my hair, and applied my make-up. I became a full blown Upper East Sider the past few months. I grabbed my 3 inch high manolo's and headed down stairs. It was a very exciting day, Valentine's Day. My first with a boyfriend, and I had gone overboard with the gifts for my family and Emmett. I hurried downstairs for our tradition of waffles, strawberries and coffee.
"Good Morning Bella."
"Rosalie, you have flowers." She nodded towards this huge vase with at least 2 dozen long stem roses.
I skipped over to them and they smelt lovely. I picked up the card 'Roses for my Rose. Love Royce' Picked up the flowers and threw them in the trash. What is wrong with that guy?
"Rosalie, why did you throw those away?" Jasper looked worried. Probably thinks they are from Emm.
"They aren't from Emmett." That's all he would get for an answer. I stormed out the room and to the lobby.
"This day had to start out like crap? Geez!" mumbling and shouting to myself, as I exited the elevator to the lobby finding Jaymes reading the morning paper like he does every day.
I pulled out the leather gloves I got him for Valentine's Day. "Happy Valentine's Day Jaymes. Oh and can you leave this here for Houston?" I also handed him Houston's faux sheep lined hat.
I skipped to the curb where I always meet Emmett in the mornings. My heart sank as soon as I got out there and saw Edward turning the corner and no Emmett.
"Edward where's Emmett?" I tried not to show how upset that made me, not to see him this day.
"He's coming" And that's all I got before he went into the hotel.
Mopping I made my way to school, passing all the stands with balloons, chocolate, stuffed animals and flowers. When I got to school, I still hadn't seen or heard from Emmett, which really depressed me more than I ever thought I could be. Maybe my mom was right, some boys only want to use girls and move on. Vera did say Emmett was a ladies man. Man I shouldn't think like that, he's been amazing to me.
I went through the whole school day without any word from Emmett and Edward wouldn't tell me anything. I had texted my mom during lunch to see if she and I could meet for a quick snack before her and Charlie go out for a Valentine's Dinner. I have no idea what I should do about Royce.
When I got home I was so ready to meet up with my mom then curl up and forget about this stupid day. I walked into my room and froze. Whoa… Roses and balloons everywhere, there sitting on my bed was my wonderful Emmett.
"Hi babe" That smile knocks the breath out of me. "Happy Valentine's Day." He displayed a blue box, Tiffany's. I knew that color and box, its Bella's favorite place.
I opened the box and it was a lovely tennis bracelet. Had an apple, lifeguard station, a circle one and a taxi cab. " What's this one?" I asked holding up the circle.
"Like an orange. You know since you're from Florida." He shrugged.
"I love it!" He was so sentimental.
"Rosalie.. What's with you and Royce?" I was shocked. Why would Emmett bring that up? Then I saw the roses I threw away on the floor next to him.
"Emmett, I have no idea why I got those from Royce. I haven't talked to him or anything since the beach. I would have told you about them if you were at school."
"I understand." He raised my chin so I was looking at him and then he kissed me again. I don't think I would ever get tired of being with him.
"Why weren't you in school today?" I dared to ask as I cuddled into him
"Well my mom always made Valentine's Day special, and it was her birthday. So I spent the day with them."
"That's very special of you. You should have told me I would have come. I would love to visit their…" What do you say, gravestone, burial site, their resting place. Crap what…
"Them? Their gravestones. I feel closer to them when I am out there, and talk to them. I would like it if you joined me next time."
I relaxed into his chest again starting to fall asleep. A very comfortable life I now have. What a difference a few months make.