Rosalie's POV
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Rose, I'm leaving,' I heard Emmett spoke quickly. My expression changed in hurt. My eyes widened while my breathe stopped.

'No, y... you can't,' I murmured. Where was he talking about? Leaving? Okay, we didn't spend much time together, but that doesn't mean that he has to leave! Maybe there was something else, maybe he was just sick off Edward's gift, or that we hadn't much privacy. There must be something.

'I'm sorry Rose. I pag-ibig you, but I don't think it can work out between us,' he sinabi softly to me. My jaw dropped. Where did he talk about? I loved him...

I looked at the man on the couch, still holding his hand. He wasn't screaming anymore. The transformation was almost done. Carlisle was hovering over him, checking everything. I saw in the corner of my eye Edward. He glared at me. Normally I would return the glare, but I knew he was right. I thought of our conversation, three days ago.

'Your the most selfish person on earth,' Edward snarled at me. Carlisle and Esme went hunting, they would be back in a couple of hours. In the meantime, I was stuck with Edward. 'I hope your proud, oh wait, let me correct myself. Your always proud. What are you...

Emmett's POV
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Like I sinabi before, it was a endless nightmare. So close sa pamamagitan ng the end, and then you start all over again.
The days flyed by, and we still didn't know were my Rose was.
My soul was gone, like my other. My future was dark, dark like the night.
Not being with my soul was the most horrible thing what could happen to me. I felt empty. I was empty. I mean, how could you live with one half? How could you live without your heart? Rose was my heart, the reason I excist.

'This is Rio Blanco, I worked here years ago, before I changed Edward. You have to look out,...

Painful Memories




Chapter Nine




Alice POV



“Alice I am going to die.” Edward murmured.

“No!” I nearly shouted.

“It's unpreventable.” He replied sullenly.

“We don't know that. May – maybe we can reason with these vampires. Persuade them not to kill us.” I suggested.

I replayed the vision in my mind so that Edward could see what I had. He flinched at the part where they kill him.

“They aren't all older vampires. Some are newborns. Didn't you hear Victoria,” He hissed her name. “When she told Riley that the reason she had made up a army of newborns is because she could tell...

17: Wheel in the Sky

Dying is not what most people think it is-nothing flashes before your eyes, there’s no white light or what have you. The only thing I felt was pain, the blood flowing through my sando and fingers, making them sticky and beginning to form a amerikana on my clothes. I couldn’t see much beyond the few feet in front of me, the sun had long such set and darkness had fallen on matulin wings. There was one sound: my blood pulsing like it was right in my ears. Eventually I made it to the damo burol where I fell, too weak to walk another step.
While I lay there, certain I was destined...

Emmett's POV
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'Emmett, can we talk for a minute?' Edward came in the living room.

Rose and I were on the couch. Our arms wrapped around each other while we were watching TV. I looked annoyed at my brother, but my expression disappeared when I saw his face. Worry and... anger? Why should he be angry.

'That's why I wanna talk with you, so please come,' Edward turned and walked out of the room.

I looked at Rose and shrugged. I gave her a quick but passionate halik and walked after Edward. He was with Alice and Jasper in the kitchen. They all looked worried. What was going...

Rosalie's POV
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When did Emmett left me? I didn't know. Time is endless when you're depressive. Depressive? Yes. When did I smile for the last time? Where were my happy memories? Did I had happy memories without Emmett in it? I didn't think so. I was alone, empty. My future was dark. There was a ulap above my head, there was no sun anymore. Emmett was my sun, but where was he? I knew the answer, but I didn't wanted to think about, it hurt me too much. My wounds were burning, harder and worse than ever. Nobody can heal them. Even not myself. I can't heal, I was ripped open,...