It was two days after Emmett's accident. He still wasn't over it, he felt like he was a monster. All the things he said before, that this wasn't so bad, that this all was kind of "funny", took he back. He hated this life, and he hated hisself. Carlisle, Esme, Edward, and I, all we tried to cheer him up, that it was okay, that it was natural. But all the time he didn't wanted to listen. It was like he didn't excist. That our life was back to before Emmett came in the family. And that hurt me. A lot.

I knocked on the door. It was my turn to try to cheer Emmett up, to say that it was okay. I hoped that he would listen this time.

'Come in,' I heared him say. His voice was empty, cold.

'Hey,' I smiled at him. He was looking out of the window, his back to me. He didn't greet me. I walked over and sat next to him, on the couch. 'Emmett, please. I know this isn't easy for you. I know you feel sorry. But please, get over it. I mean, this is very normal that it happen. You don't have to feel sorry,' I touched his muscular arm, knowing that my touch calmed him down.

'They were happy, Rosalie. And I took their happiness away. The point is, I never thought I would murder somebody, even if I am a newborn. I thought I would be strong enough. I thought I was able to control myself. And here I am, I murdered three humans!'

I frowned. 'Three?' I swear that I saw two bodies, not three. I waited for his answer, who never came. It started to scare me. 'Emmett?' I asked him. I put hands around his face, so he had to look at me. 'Emmett, what do you mean? Explain me, please?'

'I said that they were happy, and it had a reason,' he closed his eyes and sighed. 'The woman was telling the man that she was...' I waited for him to finish his sentence, I knew what he was going to say. And I gasped before he finished his sentence. 'Pregnant,' he said in a low empty voice.

I shook my head and I felt my hands losing their grip on his face. It was for me a wish to be a mother, I almost knew how she felt when she was telling happely her boyfriend or husband or whatever, that she was pregnant. I didn't wanted to be mad at Emmett, but I couldn't stop myself from looking away from his face in disgust. It was like now I knew she was pregnant, that she had a whole happy life waiting for her with her child and husband, that I was mad at Emmett. I knew it was mean from me.

'Why didn't you tell it earlier?' my voice sounded anrgy. I didn't wanted to hurt him more then he was.

'Because I knew you would react like this. That you all would hate me. I'm a murder, Rosalie. So leave me alone.'

I bit my lip. I totally messed it up. It was like I messed my whole life up. Everytime I had a second change, and everytime I messed it up again. I was two years a mean, bitter person. I hurt Carlisle, Esme and Edward with it. I knew Carlisle felt guilty for changing me, after my behaviour. But everytime they showed the love and patient they had for me, but everytime I didn't show any love for them. I found a man, in the woods. I saved his life, knowing that when he would be a newborn, he would lose his control. And he did, he felt so bad and sorry, and here I am. I hurt him even more, instead of making him feel better. I couldn't mess it up with him, not again. Because if I did, then I would never be happy again.

'I'm sorry for my reaction Emmett. It's just that pregnancy is a sensetive subject for me, now I know that I can't be mother. I didn't wanted to hurt you Emmett. I know you feel sorry, you're a good man, Em. It's okay, please get over it and be the funny man you always was. It happened and you can't change it. As Esme said two days ago, now you know how it is to lose your control. Please, Emmy, please,' I was a little bit shocked by the way I nicknamed him.

'Emmy?' he looked up at me, he grinned a bit. A grin I missed. I was happy that I was the one who made him grin.

'Er, yeah, sorry if you don't like it,' if I was human, I would blush. For sure.

'No, Emmy is...' he looked for the right word. 'Good,' he smiled a bit.

I wrapped my arm around him. 'Are you okay now? Are you the old Emmy?' I laughed at the nickname.

He smiled down at me. 'Thanks, Rosalie.'

'Rose is good enough for you,' I returned the smile. I was very glad that he wasn't so upset anymore.

'Thanks Rose,' he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. It felt nice, I knew we just know each other for just two days, but it felt so dependable.

'For what?' I asked him.'

'For cheering me up, for being here. With me,' he didn't look at me, he looked out of the window.

'From the day I saved you, I promised myself that I would be with you, that I would never leave you. I don't know why, but it was a feeling. A feeling I never had before. But I was afraid too, that you didn't want me. I pushed you into this life, and you had nothing to say,' I bowed my head in shame.

'Rose, as I said before, I'm glad you saved me. Because if you didn't, I wouldn't have you. I wouldn't have an Angel with me,' he chuckled by his own words.

I smiled shyly at him. 'Nobody said ever something, so sweet, to me,' I whispered gentle.

'Really?' Emmett looked surprised. 'Ever? I mean, come on, that's obvious!' he chuckled again.

'Really? I mean, before Carlisle changed you, I wasn't a very nice person. But after I saved you, I don't know, I know you for two days and it's like you're changing me. I don't have a very good past Emmett, and that made me so bitter.'

'What happened?' Emmett asked softly. I didn't wanted to talk about it, not yet. It wasn't just a story what you could tell to everyone. But I knew I could trust Emmett, it was just that I wasn't ready. 'You don't have to tell me,' he smiled a little bit down at me. 'Tell me when you're ready.'

It felt that my love for him was growing more and more. He didn't push, he didn't force me to tell anything. I smiled warm at him.

'Thank you, for having so much patient for me,' I stood op. 'Come, the rest is worried about you.'

Emmett stood up and we walked down stairs.

'Emmett! Sweetie, how are you?' Esme hugged Emmett. 'I was so worried you know.'

'I'm fine, mom,' Emmett laughed in her arms. It was like Esme was going to from happiness. She beamed when she heared Emmett calling her mom.

'What did you do to him, Rosalie?' Edward laughed at me. 'It was like never something happened!'

I just talked to him, Ed.

'It's Edward,' Edward corrected me.

I walked towards him and wrapped my arms around him. 'I like Ed more, it sweets you,' I said to him.

'Wow, you're in a good mood,' Edward laughed, Esme beamed, Emmett grinned - as always - and Carlisle looked surprised. I never treated Edward like this, I was never so kind. But I knew that I was changing.

It was like the cloud above my head was changing in a sun.