DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT
A/N: THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE, PLEASE READ:
alrighty,
so this story hasn't really gotten a lot of reviews. I don't really have the motivation for it anymore either.
I have finished the story to where I originally planned it to end. But I came up with an idea, what if I continued into Twilight Times, with Rosalie's version of events. But I haven't gotten feedback about whether or not to continue. So I decided to just end the story.
*But! If I get 20 reviews by the time, I have updated all that I have written, then I'll continue, but if not, the story will be over... :(
FIRST REVIEWER GETS A SNEAK PEEK OF THE NEXT CHAPTER!
Even though I hunted, just before I found him, I decided to hunt again. My throat burned from smelling the blood. I didn't want to go alone this time. I went upstairs to Edwards room. "What do you want?" He snarled.
"Really, Edward? I was just going to ask if you wanted to come hunting with me?"
A few seconds passed. "Fine." I heard him sit up from the floor and glide to open the door. "Lets go."
We exited the house, and raced to the forest
We stopped at the usual spot. "I beat you!" A grin spread on his face. "This wasn't really to hunt was it?"
"No." I said plainly. I tried to hide my thoughts so we could just talk. It's weird when he searches through my brain.
"Rose! That's not fair!" He stared into my eyes trying to get past my blocking.
"Imagine how it feels for everyone else." I smiled. "We are all a family here, right?"
He was still trying to figure out what I was thinking. "Yes…"
"And as my brother, I was wondering if you-" Shit I let my thoughts slip. He laughed. I ignored him "if you could tell me if that boy likes me." I looked down. He let out another laugh.
"I can't do that." He smiled.
"Edward Cullen. You have to." I growled.
"No, I really don't." He chuckled.
"You are a scoundrel." I darted into the trees.
I heard him silently following me. He broke the silence. "I'm sorry. I forgot how it is, not to know what people think. I can't imagine, how it would feel not to know if the person of your dreams likes you."
My jaw dropped. "Why must you do that?"
"What?"
"Read my mind." I said.
"Well imagine being in a crowded room, and hearing people talking. That's how it feels for me, and I can't help it."
"Will you tell me or not?" I questioned him.
"Yes."
"Yes, you'll tell me?"
"No, yes he likes you. And I'll talk to him for you." He smiled. "I'll race you back."
And we ran to the house.
"Oh by the way, he's waiting for you."
a/n: So did you guys notice the little forshadowing there?
remember first reviewer get a preview!
sorry for the shortness!
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