Hey guys! Thank you for being patient! Well lets get to the point… I hope you enjoy. -Jaymie

As Emmett continued to mumble in my lap I couldn't help but think about the day after I "saved" him.

* * *

It's been hours since the stranger stopped shaking. I knew it would be safe to leave his side because not much would be happening for the next couple of days. But, I refused to leave. Some part of me couldn't bare to leave his side. I didn't question this feeling, not even a bit.

Carlisle checked on me from time to time, to see if I wanted to take a "break" as he liked to call it. And each time I noticed whenever someone walked into the room the strangers hand would grip mine, making sure I didn't let go. I also noticed the grip loosen whenever someone left the room. No matter how many times this happened I would still be sent into shock with every grip.

Watching the stranger lay there, not knowing his name or who he was, made me think about my human years…

Thinking of my brothers, my parents, my friends. Those memories all seemed like a distant dream to me. But one thing I was sure of… something that wasn't distant nor a dream. Something that was very much real and pretty much a nightmare… Royce King.

Just the thought of the name made me shake with anger.

That sad excuse for a man, took everything away from me, and I, being too egotistical to notice, allowed it. I didn't even realize what was happening, until I laid there on the street waiting for death to come. A part of me felt like I deserved what happened, as the time went by I started to fully accept what was happening. I was "Welcoming Death" if you really thought about it.

Although, I had come to accept my fate I couldn't help but be enraged by Royce. He stole from me, and I was dumb enough not to realize it until it was too late. I wouldn't be able to find true love, I would never be genuinely happy, I wouldn't live to an old age, and worst of all, I wouldn't have children.

My thoughts were interrupted by that shocking grip to my hand once again. That only meant someone was coming into the room.

I turned around only to face Edward, who was leaning against the wall, not looking at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked coldly, still not forgiving him for last nights one sided argument.

"Rosalie…" he paused, "I'm sorry."

I raised my eyebrows in shock.

"Why?" I asked skeptically.

He gave heavy sigh and started making his way towards me.

"Are you really going to make me say it?"

'Hell yeah I'm going to make you say it.'

I couldn't help but feel smug, I did enjoy the fact that he was apologizing.

"Rose, I'm sorry for the way I acted…" he grumbled.

I didn't say anything, I just smirked.

He eyed me, I knew he was reading my thoughts. I also knew, he knew I was enjoying this.

"Rose," he sighed, "How long has it been just you and me?"

I furrowed my brow, 'what's your angle here Edward?'

"Just answer the question… How long?"

I thought about it quickly, "Uhmm... I don't know... Uhhh… A little over two years? Maybe? So what?"

I still didn't know where he was going with this.

"Two years, three months and six days… That's how long it's been since that was you on that table," he nodded towards the rigid stranger.

"Do you remember why Carlisle changed you?" he continued.

I grimaced, Carlisle changed me to be a… What were the words Carlisle used? To be a soul mate for Edward… But, it turned out neither of us were interested.

Edward gave a deep chuckle.

"And what did we do that whole week Carlisle and Esme left us alone, while they went to visit the Denali clan?"

I smiled to myself.

"We talked," I said softly.

Edward nodded, "And that was the weekend I promised I would always have your back. Support you when you needed supporting. Protect you whenever you needed protecting."

I looked up at my brother, "And that was also the weekend I promised to always have your back. And promised you support when you needed supporting. Protection whenever you needed protecting."

"So you see my dilemma?" he asked.

I titled my head to the side, waiting for him to continue.

"I broke my promise. I didn't give you the support you needed yesterday. I need to remember your not a stupid newborn anymore."

Before I can argue to his last remark, he beat me to it.

"And before you say anything, you were kind of stupid," he said now smiling.

I rolled my eyes, "I only killed five… no wait… seven people."

It was Edwards turn to roll his eyes, "'Only seven'" he mocked.

"I didn't eat any of them… that's what matters, " I said secretly proud.

Edward just stared, a stare that said "you're an idiot."

"Okay Mister… you know what? I lost count. Now what does that tell you, dear brother?" I taunted.

Edward shook his head, "You're missing the point, Rosalie."

All joking aside, I waited for him to continue.

"As I was saying… You're smart enough to know what your doing by now. And I'm sorry I questioned your judgment," Edward's eyes fell on the strangers face, "I suppose I can accept this man as a brother."

I took in Edward's expression, he was serious.

"And I will… support you if you choose to accept him as a brother… or anything more."

My head suddenly snapped to look at Edward.

He gave me a sympathetic smile.

"Edward!" we both heard from upstairs.

"I guess I should go see what that's about…"

I nodded and he turned to leave. I returned my attention to the stranger.

"Oh Rosalie?"

I turned around to face Edward.

"Yeah?"

"Just because I accept him as a brother… Doesn't mean I think he's good enough for my little sister."

I chuckled, "I'm older than you stupid."

"Physically," Edward said before walking out of the room.

"What ever," I replied knowing he could hear me.

* * *

My thoughts were cut short.

"I don't deserve you Rose…" Emmett said into my lap. He was still shaking violently.

I didn't say anything I just continued to rub his back soothingly.

"You deserve someone who can give you everything you want. Someone who you don't have to watch over all the time. I should be able to do all of this for you, not the other way around."

I stopped rubbing his back, "what are you saying?" I asked softly.

There was a long pause. He lifted his head from my lap and looked into my eyes.

"I'm saying… I'm saying that we shouldn't be together," I looked into his eyes bewildered.

"You can't be serious…" I asked incredulity.

All he did was stare.

'Oh God he is!'

"What? Why? I already forgave you… everything will be okay…"

Emmett jumped to his feet, "no everything won't be okay! This is not something you can just forgive… It's too much… it's too much to forgive…"

I looked up at him, "well to late… I already forgave you."

"You can't!"

"Why not?"

This was getting ridiculous… I know what just happened was horrible, but seriously this was getting ridiculous.

"You just can't okay? You can't!"

I know that this isn't the time to be annoyed but he was really pushing it now, "can't you just accept that I forgave you and shut up!"

"Rosalie don't be stupid-"

'Whooooooa! Did he just call me stupid?!'

I was on my feet now, every trace of remorse that was there a couple of minutes ago were completely replaced with anger.

"Excuse me?" I said in a deadly tone.

The look on Emmett's face clearly showed that he knew what he said was the wrong choice of words.

"I… uhmm.. I…I," he was stuttering now.

"You what?" I asked harshly.

"I was just saying that you…"

"What were your exact words?"

He looked at me frightened, which he had every right to be.

"Don't be stupid?" he asked in a form of a question.

"Emmett do I look stupid to you?" I asked as if I were talking to a five year old.

"No," he said quickly.

I stepped closer and closer to him, he didn't try to back away, not even an inch. He just stood there watching my every step.

"That's right… I don't… So you listen to me… when I say 'it's okay.' It's going to be 'okay.' Got it?"

He nodded in agreement.

His features suddenly changed from petrified to distressing, he looked to the ground, "but I still don't deserve you…"

His words melted away my frustration and anger, making me completely forget about my outburst.

"Emmett…" I spoke softly now, I grabbed his face in my hands and waited till he looked at me. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me… in this lifetime or my previous one."

"But-"

"No. Do you know what kind of person I was before I became.." I motioned to my physique, "This?"

"No…"

"I was a self-centered, shallow… bitch. And frankly I knew it, and wasn't even the least bit ashamed of it what so ever. A part of me knew I was a bad person for being this way. But the other part, the stronger part of me, couldn't care less. Until one day on my way home, I saw my fiancé," I notice Emmett twitch at the mention of the word fiancé, "he was with a group of friends and well… lets just say that was the day Carlisle found me."

Emmett looked at me, realizing what the missing piece of my story was, "Rose were you…"

"I was raped… and beaten," I said with a sigh, "as I laid there in the street waiting to die… I couldn't help but think that I probably deserved this. Eighteen years of being arrogant… proud and believing I was better than everyone else. It was what I deserved… I deserved to die."

"Rose I didn't-"

I interrupted him in mid-sentence, "when I was changed… I was angry…furious at the fact that I got a second chance. When I knew damn well that I did not deserve it. Then one day… I went hunting… and found you… That day I found you in the forest something inside of my dead body came back to life. But what I was feeling was so unnatural… so unfamiliar."

I wrapped my arms around Emmett now and almost instinctively his arms were around me.

"You awakened something in me that day… something that I didn't even know existed inside of me, even as a human. Then, when you woke up and you thought you were in heaven…"

I sighed.

He held me tightly now, it was his way of telling me he was retracting his comments from before, he was not going anywhere.

"Emmett what I'm trying to say is… Sometimes when pain becomes a huge part of your life, you expect it to always be there because you can't remember a time when it wasn't. But, then one day you feel something else, something that feels wrong, only because it is so strange… Then at that moment you realize… you're happy… Emmett don't you realize you make me genuinely happy… If anything you are more than what I deserve…"