Emmett's P.O.V


How could I do this to my Rose? How could I be so cruel. I loved her dearly but suddenly it felt like it wasn't enough any more. Like I needed more. Did I need más though? o am I just a pathetic mess of a husband? I'll take the segundo option. Anything's better than leaving My ángel with no goodbye. Maybe she was at inicial crying, o maybe she was out trying to have fun and forget about me. I decided to call inicial to check that she was alright, and coping.

"Hello?" I asked when they picked up. It was Jasper. "She doesn't need to speak to you." He hissed, and I thought I heard her...

An Emmett and Rosalie Fanfic

Chapter 13

the Story
Rosalie’s POV

“Then why am I…alive?” Emmett asked.

D**M! I released his hand and stood up. I walked to the vanity and hung my head as my tears splattered on the wood.

“Rosalie?” he asked concerned.

Just then Carlisle, Esme, and Edward walked in. “Hey, Rose. I thought we heard tu talking to someone.” Carlisle dicho motioning to Emmett.

“Rosalie?” Esme asked when she saw me and walked over to rub my back. “Edward told me that the man asked why he was still alive…” she whispered in my ear so quiet I could barely hear. “Talk...