Rosalie makes a startling online discovery that could change the lives of the Cullens as we know it.
3. Chapter 3
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I hunted only because I needed to. I could feel the cold, the weakness in my limbs. This was impossible, my head was exploding with everything I’d had thrown at me in the last few hours. Wiping my mouth on the back of my hand, I started back for the house, my sibling following.
I knew what Edward was thinking, this was a way for him to be with Bella. I thought of it as a way to simply get my life back. But the others? What did they think? Would they even want to go back? I didn’t think Carlisle would. He used this curse as a gift, to save those who other wise couldn’t be saved. Esme would of course stay with him. Alice most probably would stay, not knowing what she had missed or what she might go back to, meaning Jasper would stay with her. Would I the only one, in the end?
For the first time since I had met him, I felt in tune with Edward. I felt close to him, seeing our common goals. Who knew what would come from that. Stepping inside, I sprinted back up the stairs.
“What do you think?” I asked before I was even through the doorway.
“I’m not sure, Rose,” Carlisle replied. “You know there are a lot of people out there who create these websites…”
“But he’s one of us!” I cried. “He used to be a vampire. He knows everything about us, the real stuff. He’s a scientist, he created a pill.”
“Rosalie, please,” Esme whispered.
The pain in her eyes startled me into silence. What was she thinking? Edward curled an arm around her shoulders as he leaned in close to the computer screen.
“So how do you decided?” he asked, more to himself than to anyone else.
All of us turned to Jasper, the decisiveness of his words startling us all. That this would come from him, out of all of us, seemed just too strange to me. Why would he be so against this? To have back all the control, to never have to worry about the iron grip he had to exercise…
“How can we take that chance?” Edward finally spoke. “How can we let the smallest chance pass us by without even trying to reach for it?”
“I don’t think it would hurt,” Carlisle murmured. “If it turns out to be a hoax, whoever this Dr. McKenna might be will just assume we’re a cult, or wiccan, humans who believe in the undead or follow such a religion. But I think that we should wait until tomorrow. We all need time to… think this through. And we all have a right to know what each individual’s decision may be. It will affect all of us either way.”
I almost felt as if permission had been granted me. I suddenly was weary again, and sank down to the edge of the bed. I could feel something in the pit of my stomach, tossing, roiling, almost like fear. Perhaps it was.
The speech seemed to leave everyone in a daze. They wandered slowly from the room, everyone going their separate ways. Only Emmett remained, filling the doorway. He had stayed silent, in the background, and there was a strange look on his face. It reminded me of a little boy who didn’t understand why he couldn’t take his teacher to the dance.
He came toward me quietly, sat down next to me on the bed. I must have been channeling Jasper then, because I could feel the confusion, the sorrow, the tension, rolling off him in waves.
“Emmett?” I asked, “You know how much I love you?” He gave a small smile of acknowledgement. “You’re all I’ve lived for Emmett. You’ve been my rock.” I wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him tightly.
“Is this what you want Rose?” he whispered quietly.
“It is.” I choked on the words, knowing how much they hurt him.
“Then that’s what we’ll do.”
I looked up at him in disbelief. “You’d give this up for me?”
“I love you Rosalie Hale. I want you happy.”
“Oh Emmett,” I gasped. “I love you too.”