Please, be patient with Rose. Her words are spoken out of anger and hurt.
"Ok, grumpy doctor. Stop making your interns cry and follow me." Esme pulled the arm of Carlisle. He was still arguing he had to get back but Esme wouldn't give in.
"I'm taking you on a date because we need to talk." Carlisle was about to protest when she shut him up with a kiss. "I really love you but sometimes you get on my nerves. Now move!"
She guided him to the dinner two blocks away from the hospital, a place well known for the staff. Not a place where she wanted to have this conversation with Carlisle. God knows how much gossip goes around that Esme wasn't privy. No need to give them something to talk about.
"You know what? I think I'm in the mood of Indian. Come, I brought my car."
The restaurant had the perfect set up for a private conversation. The tables weren't close to each other, the sweet music throbbing from some hidden speakers was loud enough to give you the mood but low enough to have a conversation without raising your voice. But Esme was having problems making Carlisle acknowledge something was bothering him.
"I told you, I'm fine. Sure it bothered me how you threw away all my efforts for a nice weekend, but if I'm honest, the main reason for said weekend was to make you more amenable to the new car."
Esme scrunched her nose. She really wasn't angry about the car.
"Well, it wouldn't be my first choice, but I understand you. God! If I made you change it I swear Felix will never forgive me."
"Neither Joham." Carlisle chuckled. "Even Bree would love to drive it if she wasn't pregnant."
"Yet, you're still distant." Esme pointed out, which brought a sigh from Carlisle.
"I'm worried about other things. Really."
"Aha." Esme still didn't buy it.
"You wanna make it up to me?" Carlisle had a mischievous glint in his eyes.
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"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" Esme asked Rose while rubbing her back. She was still hurting from last day escapade. She found that the Audi TT wasn't made for a little sexcapade as she hurt her back and Carlisle strained one of his leg's muscles. Still, it was fun to christen the backseat of the new car.
But today she was chatting with her friends on the counter inside one of Alice's stores. The store that happened to be in the same mall Emmett and his crew were working. They offered to accompany Rose after she told them her plan to get Emmett on tape
"Yes. These past nights with him at the same house were... 'eye opening'." Rose sighed. "How could it be that we argued less when I just left a plate of dinner in the kitchen waiting for him and got myself locked up in my new bedroom 'studying'? He just doesn't care as long as his basic needs are fulfilled!"
Esme held Rose's hand. They arrived at three, knowing the crew just finished their lunch time. Bella decided to remain inside Carlisle's old car, keeping an eye on the trailer. They were sure Emmett would stay after the crew left as he called Rosalie in the morning to let her know he wouldn't be coming for dinner.
"I mean, sure I'm supposed to cook and clean, I'm the wife after all. But as you know, I'm not just a maid, I thought we were partners." Rose said between sobs.
"Rose, you know it doesn't work like that." Esme was worried of the path Rose's thoughts were taking.
"But that's how I feel! It's like he only expects to have dinner served and my legs opened whenever he wants!"
Esme hugged Rose who started to cry again. Alice was fast by their side with tissues and it turned into a group hug.
"Sorry guys. I don't know what's happening to me. I was never like this."
Alice smiled. "Yeah, you're usually driven and fight any obstacle to get what you set your heart for. Now, are you ready to kick Emmett's ass? Because Bella said he's dismissing the rest of his crew for the day."
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Any other day Rose would find it hilarious. A group of women, dressed in what they believed were 'camouflage clothes', walking fast and stopping 'hiding' behind every column on the way. The group got closer to the car, looking around, the clear picture of guilt. Stealth wasn't a quality they shared, but Bella had enough balls to not be fazed by their lack of discretion. They were on a mission. Bella called them to the car, got them inside and then she ran out to get closer to the trailer. Not even one minute later, she came back running. She heard something.
"He's inside with a man. They're closing for the day because some jackass inspector needs to approve their next step. But I heard he said he was going out for the day."
And it was true. Emmett and the man were coming out from the trailer.
"Bend down!"
They barely hide from Emmett and the other guy. Emmett walked to his car, whistling some catchy song which made Rose to growl.
"That was our song. 'I'm a believer'. It was what he sang to me on our first date. He said it always reminded him of me. Stupid asshole."
Emmett started his car and left.
"So how are we going to do this?" Esme asked.
"I may have attached a little something to his car," Bella smiled showing them the package of the new tiny GPS Tanya provided for her. "Someone else used one of this with my friend Tanya and well, I thought to steal the idea."
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Half an hour later, they found Emmett was parked in one one of the shittiest parts of town. They were worried to leave Carlisle's old Mercedes parked on the street, but Bella found a Target nearby and offered to park the car while the others followed Emmett.
Soon they found Emmett got inside a run down two stories building, and thankfully they heard the door of the first-floor opening. Rose was fast to walk to the nearest window, letting Esme and Alice to cover her as if they were talking, giving her the chance to look inside. And what an eyeful she got.
A blond skinny woman welcomed him with slippers at the door and an opened beer. Then she guided him to one tiny table, not before taking his jacket and the little briefcase he was holding in his hand.
"What a crock of bull!" Alice whispered.
"Shh!"
Rose looked with rapt attention how Emmett opened the button of his pants and let a loud burp out, which prompted the woman to giggle.
The woman began to bring dishes to the table and at every turn she caressed Emmett's bicep and cooed something to him. She went out of the room and came back with a pot of something that by the odor Rose identified as chili.
Rose patience was wearing thin, firstly he was whistling HER song on the way to his whore house, then the bitch dares to cook him chili! The same chili the doctor forbid as spices hurt his stomach and left him with diarrhea. Great! She feeds him, reaps the benefits and Rose was left with the flatulence!
But the worst was about to start.
Emmett pushed the blond woman down the table and opened her legs brusquely. At least he was more careful with Rose, well, most of the times. In a matter of seconds, she heard the moans and decided to leave because knowing Emmett, it would be over in a few seconds.
She wasn't aware when Bella arrived and took the camera from her hands to film them. She just turned around and left.
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"Should I follow her?" Esme asked, walking fast to reach Rose who looked like she was in a trance.
"She's totally faking it. I mean, those are porn moans." Alice whispered. "Do you think they noticed us watching?"
"Nah. I even pushed the window open a bit to get a bit of sound," Bella answered, shocking Alice with her audacity. "Relax! It was open, I just pushed it a bit."
"I don't understand, Rose is so much better that this woman in every aspect! Rose is like caviar and this one is rotten fish."
"Maybe he knows what he deserves." Bella shrugged her shoulders. She was very proud of what she was taping, definitive proof of Emmet's infidelity. A few more moans and that woman's questioning Emmett if she was better than his wife. So she was completely aware he was married!
"And he burped in her face! Gross. How could she stand him?" Alice whispered
"He never acted like that with Rose, well, before."
Meanwhile, Esme reached Rose.
"How are you feeling?"
"I don't know. A part of me is livid with anger, but another refuses to believe that was Emmett. I mean, physically, he looks like Emmett, but he isn't the same man I married."
"Hun, you know you can cry. We're here with you, whatever you need from us..."
Rose sighed. "Keep me away from sharp objects, maybe hammers and guns too."
"Sure." Esme cooed.
"You know what bothered me the most. It isn't like he's wooing her. I mean, burping and loosening your pants as soon as you get home those are things that come with time. But I know for sure he hired her just the past month!"
"Oh, do you know her?"
"Yeah, I helped him with some paperwork when he hired her. Her name is Lauren Mallory, 26. Supreme homewrecker and obviously one of the easiest floozies around. No wonder he wants me to still help him with the paperwork. The bitch spends her workday opening her legs!"
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Rose decided to get home. Emmett would get back late at night and it would give her time to unwind. Of course, the girls argued. In their opinion, Rose wasn't in the right set of mind to wallow in her sadness alone. But Rose was determined to sulk on her own.
Before anything, she called her lawyers to let them know she got a video that clearly showed Emmett's infidelity. After hearing a few soothing words from Victoria, she promised to deliver the video the next day, as they already had a plan.
She hung up as Victoria's last words kept repeating in her mind, 'In a matter of weeks you'll be a free woman'. So her life becomes to this. She would be no longer Rosalie McCarty, but she would go back to Rosalie Hale. Why so much change with one single word?
She reflected on her marriage. The good times, where she and Emmett made an effort to go to the movies every Friday night and then get a beer on their way back. She smiled remembering how he never tired to thank her for loving action films, as he barely stood 'chick flicks'. Though she took him to a few, as she had to keep him on his toes. Does Lauren watch girly films? Meh, as long as Emmett burps in her face, Rose was sure she would watch the goriest film.
But what does she had that Rose didn't?
She went to the mirror. Sure, Rose knew she was beautiful, not that she was vain. She knew she turned heads when she walked by. It was a blessing as Rose wasn't so obsessed with her image. She daily used makeup and loved a nice dress, but she wasn't as girly as her sister. She was a tomboy, who now was used to professional clothes and jeans on the weekends.
While she was changing to her pj's she gave herself a meticulous look in the mirror. What was wrong with her? She lifted her boobs on her hands and dropped them, but they weren't saggy. They had the appropriate bounce for someone her age. Then she went to look at her abs, frowning at the little pouch she found. But you couldn't call it a gut. Then she turned around, her ass was firm but cellulitis appeared on her tights. Did Lauren had cellulitis? She looked too thin to have it.
"Urgh! No!" Rose threw the closest pillow to the mirror. "I can't start doubting myself."
Tired of her musings, she went to the bathroom cabinet and took the cold medicine bottle. "I need to sleep."
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At two o'clock in the morning, Emmett opened the door of her room. All he noticed was Rosalie deeply asleep. He sighed and got closer to her, kissing her head.
"I surely need to stop this. Lauren is getting clingy and Rose doesn't deserve it." He whispered, looking at Rose with so much love in his eyes.
"Get out Emmett! I'm too tired." Rose murmured, still asleep and unaware of what Emmett said.
Hi!
Sorry for taking so long. May turned out to be one difficult month where many bad things happened. In my country, we have a phrase that says something like 'the only thing left is for a dog piss on me',when everything that could turn wrong happens; last month was that bad.
Anyway, I'm back and I hope you liked this chapter. Give me your opinion, please.
May