Rosalie is Emmett's angel. A/N: You'll need this for awhile.
This does not belong to me, it belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
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"The one and only," he replied with a cocky grin.
"Hells yeah. I went looking for you with David and that Triste's coven got us."
"So you're a..."
"Triste? Yes. David is too."
I turned to David.
"But your eyes are-"
"Brown? I know. It's a side effect."
"Of Jonathan's pow-"
"Of feeding," Jonathan cut in.
I glanced at them both skeptically.
"Yes!" they both shouted anxiously.
Jonathan was eyeing me up and down,taking in my frantically put together appearance.
"Damn, Rose. You look even better now than in '33 when we-"
"When you WHAT?" Emmett demanded from the top of the staircase.
He flew down the stairs and was instantly across from Jonathan. Jonathan shrunk away.
Emmett could of easily snapped his neck, if necessary. Jonathan's skeletal,but still muscular, build, 6'6 height and shaggy dark brown hair had nothing on Emmett.
Emmett was an inch or so shorter than Jonathan, but he definitely had more muscle...and was a hell of a lot better looking.
Jonathan had been an incredibly awkward kid, and he still was; seeing as he was about fifteen when he and David were changed. He was tall and gangly,with an almost unnoticeable case of scoliosis.He had big, beautiful brown eyes,but his teeth took away from them.
As a vampire, his teeth had gotten straight and white, but his scoliosis remained.
"Are you going to finish that sentence, scut?" Emmett growled.
"No. I'm good."
"Yeah. We were just stopping in to...to say 'hi'," David stuttered, heading towards the door.
"Yeah. See ya Rose!" they called.
The door slammed behind them.
Light that smoke one for giving up on me, and one just 'cuz they'll kill you sooner than my expectations. To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar: I could have died wiht you. I hope you choke on those words that kiss that bottle. Confess. Npw ask yourself, yeah on the insides. I said I loved you, but I lied.
- Constant Hell
- Don't Leave Me
- Shut Up, Edward
- I Can't Do That...
- Rip and Burn...
- Edward! You Lying Slutpire!!!
- Enter the Beginning of a Catastrophe
- The Catastrophe Thickens
- Twiggy Meetings
- Freakish Tree Banging
- Don't Touch Me
- We're So Pathetic...
- Adventures in the Labyrinthian Closet
- Enter the Catastrophe's Assisstant
- Say WHAT Now?!
- Spanish, Italian and Werewolves, Oh My!
- Author's Note
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