Ok, so Brittany called my bluff on my little A/N at the end of last chapter.
So, here's the SECOND prettiest blonde Cullen, (after the Jazziness.)
It's a Hale qualification I think, you don't get to be one unless you're blonde and gorgeous.
Interlude: The Princess Prison
Rosalie
For a minute I just stared at where my fist had pushed through the mirror; pulverizing the glass into a thousand razor-sharp pieces, none of which managed to scratch through my marble skin. Through the shattered glass I could make out my reflection; the beauty of which no longer offered me any joy or consolation.
A hand came to my shoulder and another fell on my elbow, pulling my wrist from the fissure it had created in the mirror.
"Feel better?" I took a deep breath. Whatever happened, I'd sworn to myself I would never take it out on Emmett, he deserved so much better than that.
"She's not here."
"I know babe, but we got here pretty fast. She might come." I'd give anything to have his optimism, but instead I had this paralyzing fear and crushing anger. I knew Emmett was angry too, but he always managed to store his aggression away; saving it for when it was necessary, when the deserving person was around for it to be unleashed on. I'd have to wait until then too. I'd have to wait until the person who'd taken Renesmee was within my grasp, then I'm pretty sure I'll have to fight Emmett to be the one to rip them apart first.
Once Bella stumbled back with that worn piece of paper between her fingers, everything changed. Once I'd read those disgusting words, those lies, I wasn't hanging around. My Nessie wouldn't leave, and it made me sick to my stomach that everyone else stood frozen in shock after they read it, instead of running straight back out to find her.
I didn't hang around to watch them all fall apart, I refused to accept she was really gone.
Emmett and I had returned to the Forks house. The building and its inside was unkempt as we hadn't been back since we left years ago and some pieces of furniture still remained; this place would never be sold, its sentimental value to us was colossal. We'd checked the cottage first, and I swallowed down my sobs when the building resurrected old memories. I did the same as I swept through the big house until I came to the largest bathroom on the first floor, the room Jasper and Emmett had called "The Princess Prison" due to the long hours Alice and I would spend inside playing with Renesmee's hair and dressing her in the dresses that accentuated the youth we adored so much. My desperation had bubbled up, sending my fist into the mirror when I remembered one particular day.
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I was running my hand through Renesmee's gloriously curly, bronze hair. She was just shy of her first birthday as she stood on a stool before the sink, making faces in the mirror. As Alice floated around her, adjusting at her red dress, I tied crimson bows into her curls and watched her reflection adoringly. She inflated her chubby little cheeks and wrinkled her nose and giggled when I copied her.
"What are you two laughing at?" Alice popped up at the side of my reflection and feigned a gasp when she saw Renesmee's face. "Renesmee Carlie Cullen, are you pulling faces?" Her giggle was so glorious that I could almost swear it sent a jolt of electricity through my heart.
"Rosie was doing it too!"
"I sincerely doubt she was Princess, Rose is far too ladylike to be pulling faces." One of the many gifts Renesmee had bestowed on me was my new closeness to my sister. We'd never shared such a bond as the one we had now.
"She was, I'll show you!" Renessme lifted to her tiptoes as she squeaked her words, raising her pudgy little palm to Alice's forehead. After the vision passed Alice gasped and Nessie giggled.
"She was making faces!"
"I was not!" Nessie giggled as I clamped my hand on my waist in protest.
"You were Rose, they were like this!" Renesmee's high-pitched laughter echoed through the bathroom as Alice's tongue poked from her lips and she pushed her eyebrows into a dramatic frown.
"Oh no, Alice. It was like this." Nessie laughed harder when my bottom teeth pushed forward and my eyes crossed.
"Princess Renesmee!" Nessie bounced up and down on the stool and clapped her hands together when she heard her Uncles voices through the door.
"Emmy and Jazz, Emmy and Jazz!"
"We've come to rescue you from your torture, baby girl!"
"It's not torture Jasper, we're beautifying her!" As she spoke Alice ran a lock of Nessie's hair through her fingers.
"How dare you Alice Cullen! My Renesmee needs no beautifying, she's perfect already!" Emmett's voice boomed through the door, causing Nessie to giggle louder and bounce higher. When I feared she'd leap from the stool completely I swept her into my arms and buried my face into her neck, spinning her around.
"You can't have her Emmett, she's ours!" Nessie's body shook in my arms as I tickled her stomach and she squeaked a few sounds as her laughter took her breath away.
"Oh no Sir Jazzalot, the witches in there are torturing our princess!" Behind me I heard Alice giggle.
"We must save her Lord Emmathur!"
When the bathroom door swung open Alice screamed, diving into Jasper's arms and pretending to claw at his face whilst Emmett cornered me and Renesmee, who was giggling and screaming at Alice in my arms with one hand outstretched to Emmett.
"Come here Emmy, come."
"Seriously kid, Emmy. You gotta stop that." She giggled again as she took his hand, pulling him towards us as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. She placed one hand on both of our cheeks and looked us both over with her big, brown eyes.
"My Emmy and Rosie!" Emmett chuckled and ruffled her hair gently.
"Our Princess Renesmee!"
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Emmett's arms came around me as I stood before the broken mirror, the same mirror that had once reflected that happy day and mirrored Renesmee as she pulled her faces. Now I had destroyed it.
Now our Princess really did need rescuing.
Just a short little Cullen fix for those of you having withdrawals.
As Brittany would say this Chapter came from "action fingers", in other words I put my fingers on the keyboard and that's what fell out.
Ok, I'll be updating as much as poss now before I go away for a couple of weeks and won't be updating at all.
Would you guys rather I left you on a cliffhanger or no?
