Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Daybreakers; they belong to their brilliant creators. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Good grief two in one night.
Why me lord?
What have I ever done?
To deserve even one,
Of the pleasure I've known.
Tell me lord,
What did I ever do?
That was worth loving you,
For the kindness you've shown.
-Kris Kristofferson
(a/n. I thought this song describes some of the feelings, Rosalie is having. I have trouble myself expressing my true feelings, so I find it difficult in describing Rosalie's)
Why Me Lord
Esme's Point of View
Rosalie was sitting in her bright red Beemer convertible, dry sobbing asking herself why me.
Her eyes would have been red, if she were still human. I carefully walked over to Rosalie; opening the door to the passenger side and sat down next to her. I waited for her to start speaking. When she didn't start after several minutes, I decided I would start instead.
"Rosalie…" I began. I didn't know, what I was going to say. I never really regretted, the fact that Carlisle had transformed me into what we were, vampires. After, he found me dying from wanting to kill myself. I always loved Carlisle, since the first moment I laid my eyes of him in Columbus when I was sixteen. Though, my memories from when I was human are blurry to me now, I still remember that day clearly.
"Yes? Esme." Rosalie answered. I wish she would call mother or mom, at a critical time as this was. Jasper has even started calling me so, during our one-on-one heart filling moments. Which, I find amusing since he's technically old enough to be my father or grandfather.
"I do not know, what to say Rosalie. I know that you are really upset. Because deep down you wish, for what we just saw, to be true. However, would you want to become human without Emmett?" I asked. Rosalie just sat there quietly fiddling with a knob on the car stereo.
After, awhile of contemplating, Rosalie responded saying; "No. But, I still sometimes wish Carlisle had left me to die when he found me that night."
"Aunt Rosie, you don't mean that. Please, tell me you don't mean that." My granddaughter Renesmee said in tears. I opened the passenger door again, and helped Renesmee settle on to my lap. Rosalie turned to her, giving us both a hug; in her attempt wanting to give her niece a hug.
"I wouldn't trade my immortality for anything in the world; if it meant that I wouldn't have you." Rosalie said comforting Renesmee. "Nessie. How about you and I, go to Best But and get Emmett another copy to replace the on I destroyed?" Rosalie asked.
"Okay." Renesmee said, wiping her tears away.
"It seems like you're feeling better Rosalie. I think, I will go back and start making dinner for Renesmee, Jacob, and his friends." I said getting out of Rosalie's Beemer heading back towards the kitchen. "What would you like for dinner, Renesmee?"