Rosalie's P.O.V

Chapter 15: Anticipation

My sister's graceful movements carried her across the floor. Iridescent glints of light danced off her skin as she twirled past the open window. I had always envied Alice. She remembered nothing of her past life; her human life. She always looked so light and free. I, on the other hand, had the painful images of my former existence seared into my mind. I watched the dark twists in her hair bounce as she tiptoed toward my seat.

It looked as if she were about to speak when a very familiar, vacant expression took over her. I stayed completely silent, not to disturb her vision.

Her deep, golden eyes remained fixed on the drapes of the opposing window. When the flash of images receded, her eyes closed and she turned her head to face mine. As her eyes fluttered open, her sweet expression morphed into one of utter rage, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I gave her a confused look, "What do you mean?"

"I think you know exactly what I mean," she retorted, nostrils flaring.

"W-what did you see?"

She gave me a sharp glare and then directed that glare toward the window. Just outside was a large brown wolf. "I can't believe you!" She snapped, "You love him?"

"What? You think I love him?" I spat, using almost the exact same words that I said to Edward.

"Based on what I saw, yes!"

"What did you see?" I asked her, lowering my voice.

"Ya know what? I'm not having this discussion with you. Go talk it out with your new boyfriend, you… you traitor! Emmett loves you!"

As my now furious sister stormed out of the room, Jacob drew closer. All of the boys had gone hunting. So it was just Esme, Alice, and I. Trusting Alice not to say anything, I rushed out to meet Jacob. He turned his head, looking back, as if to say 'Let's go. We need to talk.' I agreed and raced alongside him, keeping just a split second slower to follow his path.

When the cliffs came into view, I sped up, knowing that that was our destination. When we reached the cliffs, he looked back at a bush then back at me. He bowed, keeping his eyes fixed on mine. I assumed he was telling me to stay. Ironic.

He must've stashed a pair of shorts behind the bush because, as he emerged, he was in human form wearing a pair of gray, plaid shorts. "Look, Rosalie," he started. "Edward told me about your…uh feelings for me." He said, cringing.

"What feelings? Why does everyone assume—"as I started my sentence, the words 'Edward told me' sank into my brain…"That bastard! Edward what?" I snarled at Jacob.

"He told me about what you said and how you felt about me. Sorry. I didn't know it was such a big deal. I mean, I am your family's frenemey." He smiled.

"I do not feel anything for you! This is exactly why I don't like your kind sticking around. You. Cause. Trouble."

Jacob, being much taller than me, stepped closer. Is he not intimidated? With the state I'm in, I could shred him up at any second. I anticipated his movements…and intentions and backed away.

He sighed, noticing my refusal. "Rosalie, it feels so damn weird saying this to you but, I really like you. Seriously. I don't care how pissed off you get 'cause I know you like me too, alright?"

"You're not scared of Emmett?"

"Usually no but, in this case, hell yeah."

This time, I didn't flinch or back away. I just ignored all other thoughts and let Jacob walk towards me. He kissed me softly, wrapping his arms around me, just like Emmett did. My thoughts wandered back to Emmett.

I broke away, "I can't do this, Jacob."

"Why not?"

"Emmett," I answered, feeling a lump rising in my throat. Although I was physically incapable of crying, tearless sobs made their way out, making me look helpless.

Jacob looked down awkwardly at the rolling waves beneath the cliff. When I regained control, he looked up, "Don't worry, it'll be okay," he smiled. He grabbed my arms, gently pulling both of us down onto a soft grass pallet.

I came home to see Esme's head buried in her hands, her soft curls falling over her shoulders. "Esme?" I cried, "Is everything okay?"

She lifted her face from her hands; her flawless beauty masked by a look of hurt and concern. "Everything's…fine. Alice just told me about a vision she had earlier."

I shot Alice a warning glance. She couldn't have.

"Apparently, you've a new admirer," Esme finished.

"Did you have fun with Jacob, Rose? It's been two hours. You must've been very busy talking things over," Alice pried sarcastically.

"What exactly was the vision?" I asked harshly.

"No need to tell you. Seems it's already done." The three of us looked up as the door opened, welcoming four well-fed vampires; one of which gave me a sweet, loving smile as he sauntered over and wrapped his arms around me.