Esme

I watched Carlisle and his children leave before turning back to my family.

"Sounds great." Alice and Edward said at the same time, already knowing what I was going to talk about.

"What?" Emmett asked.

"How would you feel if we moved in with Carlisle?" I asked him.

"Like, all of us?"

"That was the general idea…"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know if having 8 vampires in one place would be smart, but hell I'm not smart. Let's do it." He sounded enthusiastic, and not too concerned.

I took a deep breath, feeling a huge, unnecessary weight lift off my shoulders.

"So what was that all about?"

"I made a joke that accidently offended Rose. Jasper laughed but when Rosalie told him to shut up he said it was true, and she slapped him. Then it turned into a very large argument between them."

"Alice and Emmett snapped at each other a few times, too." Edward added.

I looked at Emmett, then to Alice. "You can't get involved in their conflicts. It will only worsen the situation."

Edward had read my thought then. "I thought so" was all he said.

I nodded before Emmett asked what we were talking about.

"Okay, I don't know if you know this, but Rosalie has depression and anger issues. If you stir her up, she will get angry and she will leave marks. Once her anger wears off, her depression will kick in and it goes downhill from there for either a long or little time. That's what Carlisle told me."

"Why didn't she tell me?" Emmett sounded hurt.

"She didn't want you to have to deal with her problems. They only other person who knows most of it is Carlisle, and she feels guilty enough with him having it all over his head. Jasper and Bella don't even know that much." Edward explained.

"Is she as bad as you?" Emmett asked me. I had depression too. It wasn't as bad as it used to be now that I have my children, and it got even better when I met Carlisle, but it was still there, I could feel it creeping up on me from time to time.

"Um, I really don't know." I said softly. "Maybe you should ask her about it? Let her tell you when she is ready to."

"Yeah, I will."

Before anyone else said anything, Rosalie burst through the door, cursing.

"Babe? What's wrong?" Emmett asked, standing up and grabbing her so she would stop moving so quickly.

"I messed up, and I mean I really messed up. Fuck!" She started to sob, with no tears. She fell into Emmett's arms.

"Oh…" Edward read her mind and knew what happened. He shook his head.

"What happened?" Emmett asked her again. She didn't reply.

I walked over and rubbed her arm comfortingly. She moved from Emmett to me, finally having a motherly figure that she could rely on, even if she didn't know it yet. I hugged her until she pulled away. I didn't know how long she needed it, so I let her decide when she had enough.

She pulled away after about 5 minutes of sobbing. No one said anything.

"He is not going to let me back into that house…" she whispered to herself.

"Yes he will. He's Carlisle; he will let anyone into his house." Emmett assured.

"I told him he was biased. I yelled louder than I ever had before at him. I told him I was going to go to London despite his disapproval and that I was going to stay there. I told him I was sick of that family. They're going to hate me." She dropped her head into her hands. "And trust me, having me yell that has a bigger affect than me saying it quietly, and only explaining. Dad had never been the one to take things like that lightly when it came from Jasper, Bella or I."

"This isn't a good time to tell you that we're moving in, is it?" Emmett asked, hoping it would lighten her mood a little.

"Have fun in my house without me, because I won't be allowed back in."

Edward and Alice both got texts then. "Jasper and Bella want us to go over there…"

"Go, go. Don't tell them or dad that I broke down here." Rosalie said.

"No, we're not going; we're staying here with you." Alice said.

"No, they'll know something is up if you don't go. Plus it would probably be better not to have too many people around me when— go, really. It's okay."

"Okay, I know what you were about to say then, but I'm not going to say anything apart from: please at least tell Esme and Emmett. And I know you want us to go, so…" Edward said.

I smiled at them before they walked out and turned back to Rosalie. "Carlisle will understand, sweetheart." I moved her hair from her face.

"You guys are great together. Thank you for making him happy." She said.

I smiled. "Do you want me to call him? He can come over and we can talk to him."

"No." she shook her head. "He can't know. He'll think I'm weak."

"Rosalie, you know him better than that. He needs to know that you weren't being serious before he takes drastic measures to keep you in this general area. He's probably worried sick right now."

She leaned into Emmett and closed her eyes, taking breaths to calm herself. I could tell she was moving from anger to depression, and I wanted Carlisle around for when it happened. If I couldn't handle myself in that state, I couldn't possible handle someone else. I kissed the side of her head before standing and walking into the kitchen.


Carlisle was over in less than 2 minutes after my call. I met him at the door and he pecked me on the lips before following me inside to Rosalie.

"Rose? Carlisle is here." I said quietly, not wanting to disturb her slight peace she had found in the past minutes.

She buried her face further into Emmett, not wanting Carlisle to see her right now.

"Rosalie? Esme told me that you don't think you are welcome to come back home… you know that's not true, honey."

"I didn't mean what I said…" she said, her voice muffled. "I won't go without your consent."

"I know that you didn't mean it, Rose." He spoke in a soft, soothing tone. How often did this happen?

"You're not biased. You would have yelled at Jasper too. Or Bella."

"I know that too. But do you?"

"Yes."

"And you know that I will let you go to London anyway?"

"Yes."

"Good."

She moved from Emmett and flew into Carlisle's arms. He knew it was coming, because he didn't even react at all, or fall backwards from the force. He kissed her forehead and put his arms around her.

"I'm not sick of the family either."

He laughed lightly. "I know you're not…"

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, daddy." She whispered.

"Don't be." He said, kissing the top of her head again.

Rosalie started shaking. "No…" she cried into Carlisle's shoulder.

"Breathe, honey. Take deep breaths." He said.

Emmett looked confused and scared, not knowing what was happening.

"She's just overwhelmed Emmett. It happens quite frequently when she falls into a depressive state. She probably isn't registering what we're saying now, either, because she's putting all her focus into trying to calm herself down."

"You don't do that." He said to me.

"People experience it differently." I said quietly.

"It'll stop soon. A few minutes." He assured.

Jasper walked through the door then. "Why is nobody answering my texts? Is she okay?" he asked, sounding slightly panicked.

"I feel so bad…" he said quietly, sitting down beside me.

"Don't. It was my fault." Emmett said.

"No." Rosalie spoke. She could hear, just wasn't responding when she didn't want to. "It wasn't your fault, Em. And don't feel bad, Jazz."

"Well it's sort of hard not to. I can sense your emotions, remember?"

"Well, ignore them." She said.

She pulled back from Carlisle and wiped her eyes, despite them being dry like always.

"Do you want to go back home?" Carlisle asked.

She looked at him.

"You're allowed to." He reassured.

She thought for a moment before nodding. "Come with me?" She asked Emmett.

"Of course." He kissed her cheek.

Carlisle stood up and held his hand out to me. I took it and stood to. We waited for Rosalie to hug Jasper and walk out with him and Emmett. We followed behind them, listening to them trying to cheer her up by making fun of each other and Edward.

"Are you sure you want us to move in?" I asked Carlisle.

He stopped walking and turned to me, dropping his head to the side. "You're kidding me, right?"

"No. It was a legitimate question…" I smiled.

"Yes, I would like you to move in." He assured. "It is what married couples do the majority of the time."

"But really? Because Alice will probably change everything, from your house to your wardrobe." I laughed as we continued walking.

"Perfect…" he said sarcastically.

"Oh, by the way, Alice is currently moving furniture with Bella and Edward around the house. She didn't like how it was…" Jasper laughed.

"She better not go in my room…" Rosalie said.

"What did I tell you?" I smiled again.

He shook his head and laughed lightly. I stared at him, looking at his perfect features. I stopped walking and pulled him back with me. When he turned to look at me, I planted a hard kiss on his lips. He returned it.

"God, I can't wait for next month…" I breathed.

He snickered, "Me neither…"


I'm sorry if anyone thinks I got anything "wrong" with Rosalie's little breakdown, and you may think that's anxiety, not depression or your views and experiences may be different, but this is just what I had written with little sleep and something I have experienced before.

Sorry if it became a trigger for anyone, too.

xx