I apologize for the delay work has really been taking up a lot of my time. But I spent all day working on this today just to get it out. I know it is shorter than normal, but I hope you still like it.
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(Rpov)
I spent the next two days after watching Nessie laying in bed. Emmett was right, and he took every opportunity to rub it in my face. It doesn't happen often, so I let him have his glory. I'll just make sure it never happens again.
Apparently Nessie was still afraid of me when she made it home that night. I got a lovely call from Edward calling me a crazy bitch, and asking me never to touch his daughter again. Emmett ripped the phone from my hands and made sure Edward got his fair share of names thrown at him. I think my favorite was 'Fucking Twinkie-Licker.' At least I can say I have a creative husband.
I raised my arms over my head to stretch before I curled into Emmett's side as we laid in bed. He had gone to work the day before, and returned well after I was asleep last night. So the feel of his skin against mine was welcome. Unfortunately his snoring was not.
I won't tell him, but I had a hard time falling asleep last night without him here. Every noise in the house was amplified, and it didn't help that he had taken Molly with him. By the time darkness had fallen, the shadows from the coat hanger were scaring me. But if I told Emmett this, he never would have left, and he needed to do something with his day besides take care of me.
I tried to focus on anything other than his loud snoring as I closed my eyes, and attempted to fall back asleep. Apparently placing my head on his chest was a poor idea, because it sounded like I was laying on a subwoofer. Rolling my eyes and taking a deep breath, I got out bed. I wasn't going to go back to sleep anyways. After throwing on my robe, I walked out of the bedroom quietly shutting the door behind me. Not that that was necessary, Emmett was sleep like the dead.
As I walked into the kitchen, I turned on the coffee maker and began looking for anything that could stand in for breakfast. Grocery shopping had not been high on my list of things to do, so food was kind of scarce around here. Settling on some dry cereal, I grabbed a mug full of coffee and walkied into the living room. As I sat on the couch, I saw Molly sitting on the ground facing the front door.
"What are you doin girl?" I asked placing the box of cheerios on the coffee table and grabbing the remote. It was unusual for Molly to just sit at the front door. If she needed to go out she normally went to the back. The only time she ever went to the front door was when somebody was at it. And it was seven o'clock in the morning, no one was at our front door.
I turned on the television to the news, and sipped my coffee. In the backround I could still hear Emmett snoring. He hasn't sleep this hard in weeks. I watched as they spoke of the weather, a local fair, and horse races. All the while, Molly hadn't moved an inch. It was beginning to make me nervous.
"Molly." I called trying to get her to come over to me, but she turned her head, looked at me, and went back to starring at the door.
"Molly come here." I tried again. She didn't even acknowledge me this time, she just sat there.
"Molly." I said more forcefully, but nothing happened.
"What is you deal?" I whispered standing. I walked over to the door and nudged her out of the way with my foot. This time she moved, figures. Twisting the deadbolt, I unlocked the door. To say shocked by what I saw when I opened it would be an understatement.
A white envelope was taped to the screen door, and no name was written on the front. Someone was here. I open the screen door, and surveyed the area, but I saw nothing out of the ordinary. I grabbed the envelop, which was thick, and walked back inside. There was no way that this was a letter.
I wondered if Emmett was expecting something, but he would have told me if someone was going to drop something off at our house. Especially with the whole creepy letter situation. I walked back to the couch, and sat down with Molly at my side.
"So this was what you wanted me to get." I said to her. Taking a deep breath, I ripped open the envelope. I gasped as I saw myself starring back at me.
Within the envelope was stack of pictures. Everyone of them of me. Me walking from my car to the house. Me letting Molly out. Pictures of me from the windows of my own house doing the dishes, laundry, hell there is even one of Emmett and I making out the couch. But that wasn't the worst. The last picture in the stack made my blood run cold.
It was me sleeping. Only this time, it wasn't through a window, it was in my own house. And as I looked at the clothing I was wearing, I knew it was taken last night. It would have been the perfect time. The one time I went to bed before Emmett had gotten home.
I immediately dropped the pictures on the floor, and brought my trembling hands up to my face. My breathing was ragged as tears fell from my eyes. This time not in pain but fear. This person was in my house last night. Thats not something you can ignore. It was easy for me to forget the letter. It was't the first time I'd gotten a letter in mail from someone declaring their love for me. But they were just words. This was so much more. This made the threat real. This was my home. They were in my home. The one place I should feel safe.
I felt my stomach lurch at the thought. This person was in my home. Instantly I was on my feet running towards the bathroom. After I emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet, I felt a hand on my back. I jumped at the contact.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." Emmett said in a raspy voice. My running obviously woke him up. "Did you take those pills again?"
I shook my head as I walked to the sink and brushed my teeth. After my mouth was clean, I turned to face Emmett who looked like I had startled him awake. Taking few deep breaths, I wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Are you just not feeling well?" I shook my head again and walked over to him. Wrapping my arms around his bare torso, I buried face into his chest and cried. I felt his arms encompass me.
"Babe, what happened?" He whispered as he kissed my hair, but I couldn't form words. "Rose what happened? You're trembling."
He pulled back and grabbed my face wiping my tears. His eyes silently pleading for me to tell him what happened.
"There was...the door...Molly." I tried to explain, but as I spoke the tears fell harder.
"Whoa whoa whoa. Slow down." He said sensing my struggle. Realizing I couldn't explain what happened. I turned and walked out of the room.
"Rose, where are you going?" He asked following me into the living room. As walked to the couch, I just pointed to the mess on the floor and turned my head away. I couldn't bear to look at those pictures again. Emmett walked past me and bent down to pick up the pictures. I turned away. I didn't want to see his face as he saw them.
"Mother fucker." He whispered as I heard him flip through the photos. After a couple of seconds, I felt him grab my arm and turn me to face him. "Where did you get these?" He growled.
Never in my life had Emmett spoken to me like that. I blinked several times to ensure that this was true, but the anger in his eyes told me. That just happened.
"Where did you get these Rosalie?" I felt his grip tighten a little on my arm. I could feel the tears begin to well in my eyes.
"They were taped on the screen door." I whispered. Emmett immediately let go of my arms and ran his hand over his face. He walked over to the front door, opened it, and looked around. Like me, I guess he saw nothing, because he slammed it closed.
"Shit." He said as he walked over to the phone. I sank down on the floor and ran my hands through my hair. I heard Emmett talking on the phone but nothing was really making sense except the fact that someone broke into our house last night while I was still in it.
I felt Emmett sit beside me on the floor after he hung up. I flinched as he wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me towards him.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I scarred you." He whispered as he softly grabbed my arm and looked for bruises.
"You didn't grab that hard." I commented resting my head on his now covered shoulder.
"I shouldn't have grabbed at all." He huffed. "I'm just pissed, and I took it out on you."
"I know." Under any other circumstances, I would left Emmett for grabbing me. He knows it. After everything I went through with Royce, I wasn't going to put up with abuse anymore. But I knew he was mad because my safety had been jeopardized under his watch. I guess that was understandable.
"I'm going to take care of this Rose. It will never happen again." I nodded my head. I believe he was going to do everything he can to make this go away, but I don't think he can guarantee that it would never happen again.
After a couple minutes of Emmett holding me on the floor, the door bell rang and I tensed.
"It's okay." Emmett kissed my cheek. "I called the cops." He stood and answered the door.
"This better be good Emmett. I don't have time for your shit." Edward said walking in.
"I'm the wrong person to give your bitchy attitude to right now, Edward."
"Whatever." Edward rolled his eyes as his partner walked in. Emmett quickly walked past Edward, and stepped right in front of him.
"It's not whatever. Okay. Get that through your fucking thick skull." Emmett said starring Edward down.
"Why don't you tell me why you called us here?" Edward changed the subject.
"Rose found these taped to our front door." Emmett handed Edward the pictures then went into the kitchen. "And we got these when we returned from California. Is that enough fucking evidence for you or should I invest in another gun?" Emmett said shoving the envelopes at him. I just sat on the floor and watched as Edward looked at each picture and read every letter.
"These have all shown up recently?" He asked me. I nodded my head.
"Do you have any idea who would have done this?" I shook my head no.
"You haven't notice anyone following you or a car you don't recognize?"
"I don't think so. I haven't really left the house since that day at Alice's earlier this week." I answered quietly.
"Okay." Edward nodded. "We are going to take these pictures and see if we can get any prints off of them."
"About time you did something beside sit on your ass." Emmett said under his breath. Edward ignored his comment and continued.
"Well have someone watch your house, I can't guarantee 24 hours but at the very least when Emmett's not here."
"That won't be very often." Emmett said walking over to me as I stood. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side. Edward nodded his head.
"As soon as we get a name, your going to have to file a restraining order, Rose. We can protect you from the unknown, but once we find out who he is, you have to take that next step so we can do something."
"Okay." I whispered.
"Good. We're going to look around the house to see how this guy got in. All the doors were locked last night?"
"Yea, the windows too." I answered.
"The door was locked when I came home." Emmett added.
"Alright." Edward nodded. "There has to be signs of a forced entry somewhere. Hang tight while we look around." Emmett and I both sat on the couch as Edward and his partner looked at every door and window. Thirty minutes later we were back a square one.
"There are no scratches, paint chips, broken windows, nothing. No sign of forced entry. This person had to have a key."
"The only people that have a key are my sister and your mother." Emmett huffed. "You think they did it" He rolled his eyes. He was losing his patience.
"No, Emmett I don't, but we need to make sure they still have their keys. In about an hour an officer will be here to watch the property. We'll be in touch." Edward left without a goodbye. He showed no compassion throughout this entire ordeal.
"I fucking hate him." Emmett said as he made sure the door was locked.
"I don't know what you want him to do, we have no name. We can't even describe they guy." I commented exhausted. It was only ten in the morning and I was already tired. "They don't even know who they are looking for, Emmett. He could be walking down main street right now and no one would know." I added hopelessly.
"Rose, you know I am going to take care of you, right. I'll never let anything happen to you." I turned my head and looked at him.
"I know, but right now I just feel helpless." I could see the sadness fill his eyes as the words left my mouth. But I couldn't help how I felt. I felt we were chasing a ghost.
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