I didn't realize till much later that he was hoping she would be to me what Esme was to him...
Rosalie is a new born vampire and edward still isn't sure if carlisle did the right thing in changeing her.But what will happen when what carlisle wanted actually happen can they stay together?
a Story about Rosalie and Edward and the ups and downs of being a Vampire. (set in an alternate universe) Banner by me
This is only my second fanfic so i hope everyone likes it
6. Chapter 6
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I love him
The words were repeated over and over in her head. I was so happy. I was more than happy I was ecstatic.
I cursed myself; I wasn’t ready for this I didn’t want to fall in love just yet.
But it was too late.
I was staring at her. Her beauty was indescribable.
I knew I was grinning like an idiot and I knew why, apparently so did she.
She knew what I saw in her mind and she knew that was why I was grinning.
Abruptly her mind started running over her own problems.
What if he doesn’t love me, well why should he? I’m unclean, I’m not worthy of anyone after what Royce did.
Other problems presented themselves to her:
I’m not ready for this ,I want to get to grips on becoming a vampire ,I still can’t believe I’m a…a…
Her thoughts trailed off again
Doesn’t matter that I’m not ready, why would he want me? He shouldn’t, not after Royce.
The direction of her thoughts again made me angry. My hands balled into fists at my sides. My knuckles going white.
That was my big mistake.
She took my reaction wrongly; she didn’t take it as anger towards Royce but rather as confirmation of her theory. That I wouldn’t, couldn’t love her.
Before I could even explain my reaction she was gone.
There was just a gust of wind with her passage I knew she wasn’t going back to Carlisle and Esme.
Her thoughts betrayed her, she was just going to keep running, and she didn’t want anyone coming after her, as I would have.
I turned slowly and started walking back in the direction of the house.
Despair flooded me.
It was my fault that she was gone and no one else’s.
If I could control my reactions it wouldn’t have happened.
I could only just hear her thoughts now as she got farther and farther away. They were incoherent, something along the lines of:
Hate him, selfish, nasty
Well I suppose I deserved that i hated it but I deserved it.
I had never been one for controlling emotions especially
If I didn't want people to see those emotions.
So little time together and when i realise that i love her she tears herself away from me because of my reactions.
I knew that if I ever saw her again (which wasn't very likely) it would be when i had control over my emotions and reactions.
"Edward whatever is the matter?" I had just walked through the door to find Esme and Carlisle sitting at our dining table.
"You have to ask"
"Come and sit down and tell us what happened"
"I happened" I answered and I walked off
I could hear their voices for hours after that i didn't listen i just tuned it until it became a hum.
My mind was elsewhere. I drifted through the house eventually finding myself sitting at the piano, my hands flowing through chords and an unfamiliar melody.
"Edward that’s beautiful!" I hadn't heard Esme come in.
"When did you start that one?"
"I don't know, I just started playing"
I must admit now I really started listening properly it was beautiful.
And I knew why, it was because she was beautiful and anything whether it was a composition or a piece of art or anything based on her and using thoughts of her would of course be beautiful.
It made perfect sense, it didn't matter if i was ready or not, it probably didn't even matter if she didn't love me because I loved her and i would spend the rest of eternity fighting for her.