Emmett
7. Secrets part two
I wished so badly that Rosalie would agree to tell Carlisle and Esme. It would make everything that much easier, for both of us. We would no longer have to pretend. I agreed whole-heartedly with Edward that our 'parents' were good people and would not care for what position their children where placed on the social scale as a human, whether they were made of money or were brought up in rags. And there was one thing that I wished Rosalie would put behind her and that was her past life as a human. I could see it in her eyes every time I looked at her, she was haunted by it, and in turn it haunted me as well.
I was leaning against the crisp white wall of Edward's room. The first sun in almost two months was flooding in through the wide windows and creating diamonds on our skin. I banged my head against the wall in frustration. Ever since Edward had told me of Carlisle and Esme's arrangements the days had flown by faster than I had thought was possible and now it seemed to take far too long for them to actually depart than was necessary. "I don't understand her sometimes." I complained, returning to the conversation between me and Edward that I had ended before with my impatience. "Rosalie can be stubborn," Edward admitted, "once she has her heart set on something, it is difficult for her to let go. It seems she wants to hang on to the secrecy as long as she feels its essential and it's hard to predict how long that will be for." I frowned and shook my head.
"I think I nearly cracked her last time we spoke." I said, referring to the time when I had left her room after telling her that I thought Edward was right. She had seemed awfully torn.
Finally, I heard the door shut. Esme and Carlisle were gone. Edward and I had agreed that my basic plan for my time with Rosalie was to convince her to spill our secret. "This is not helping you, especially with your mood swings." Edward had said. He was right as well but I knew how much this meant to Rose and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt her, especially when we could only be together like this once in every blue moon.
I tapped lightly on her door. She swung it open gently and I smiled and took her in my arms. "I've missed you so much." I whispered in my ear. I kissed her, walked in and sat on the bed. She curled up next to me laying her head on my shoulder. I began playing with her golden hair again. "I missed you too." She said, grinning up at me. I nodded inhaling her gorgeous scent and allowing it to engulf me. "I know what you want to talk about though," She said, raising her head and her full golden eyes suddenly took my breath away. "And I'm ready for whatever you're going to throw at me." She sighed heavily and looked down at her hands. I had sudden doubts about weather I could go through with upsetting her but I knew I knew I must. "Edward said you were stubborn, prepared to fight for what you believe in. I like girls like that." She scowled, curling her fists tightly into balls. "He said that?" She asked scornfully. "And what else has he said about me?" I shook my head franticly and stroked the side of her pale face. "Nothing but the good." This was half true I supposed. She nodded not entirely convinced.
"Well come on." She said after a moment's silence. She was smiling happily at me but I could see right through it, she was just as nervous as I was. I ran my hand through her hair and stared deep into her eyes. "Edward is right, I know it," I whispered. "They aren't like your human parents Rose, money doesn't concern them. Its having a loving family that matters and they would be happy for us." I watched as she ran this through in her head. She still had doubts. I closed my eyes and leaned against the iron head board. She slid my hand off her shoulder and crawled to the other end of the bed were she sat cross-legged staring at me.
"Oh come on, your killing me." I said after a while. She shook her head and placed it in her hands. "But I'm happy like this and I don't want to ruin such happiness." She said finally. I could see her point because I knew her story now, her human life hadn't exactly been ideal, despite her wealth. "Oh come on Rose, please!" I begged. She shook her head again and I could see that this conversation was going nowhere. I had to face the facts, she wasn't ready and I couldn't force her. I just hoped that she would think about it.