Life went on as usual in the Cullen house. Carlisle and I got married, not in an eye-catching way. We had a small, classical wedding. For our honeymoon, Carlisle revealed his surprise gift to me-not just the ring, but an island! He called it Isle Esme, and it was where we went for our honeymoon. Edward would soon go there for his honeymoon (hopefully he would fall in love) and Rosalie would, too. Rosalie was a much better candidate for having a wedding than Edward, because she came home with a surprise of her own one day.
Carlisle and I were simply quietly discussing wedding plans for Rosalie and Edward, who were hunting. Not together of course, since Edward claimed that Rosalie kept up a steady stream of insults in her head. They preferred to hunt in different areas. Suddenly, the front door banged open. "Carlisle!" Rosalie shrieked, her voice revealing more agony than I'd ever heard. Carlisle instantly jumped up from where he was sitting, and raced downstairs. I smelled it, too, the blood…the human blood. I couldn't stand disappointing Carlisle, and jumped out the window. I slipped over to the big side window, where I could catch glimpses of the massive man that Rosalie laid down on the couch. He was covered in blood-how could Rose stand that close to him without drinking his blood? Carlisle's patience was less of a surprise for me; he'd told me that he'd perfected it in order to work in the blood-covered hospital. "This is Emmett" Rose explained to Carlisle in a fast, panic-soaked voice. "There was a bear mauling him, about to finish him off. I wasn't sure if I could do it myself. Change him, please, Carlisle!" Her last sentence sounded as though she was about to fall on her knees and beg. I heard Edward's quiet footsteps behind me, and then his smirk. "Pathetic" he muttered. "Two minutes ago, she was mentally groaning about this life. Now she's asked Carlisle to change someone for her!" Rosalie heard Edward's voice, turned, and glared. Edward grinned wider, probably in response to Rose's thoughts. I could see the effort that it took Rose not to sprint after Edward now, and with more effort, she turned back to Emmett, shaking slightly with anger.
Rosalie sat beside Emmett the whole time he was changed. When he was a vampire, the first thing he and Rose did was kiss. Carlisle, me, and even Edward turned our faces away. It looked like it was going to escalate at any time. "This is your room, Rose…Emmett." Carlisle said, showing them Rosalie's room; and therefore saving us from further nausea. I sighed, wishing that the same thing would happen to Edward. But it wouldn't. Get on with life, Esme.
