Heyy, this is something I wrote a while geleden for Emmett and Rosalie, please commentaar there will be meer chapters :) x


OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell u my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have gegeven u all my past information then u can choose if u want to live the rest of my life with me of not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan...

An Emmett and Rosalie Fanfic

Chapter 24

Love...?
Carlisle POV

My wife had been up there with Rose for a while…I was getting nervous, either she was really getting thru to Rosalie of things were going terribly wrong.

My suspicions were answered when Edward entered the house. “That,” he zei with a small smile and pointed upstairs, “was deep.” He finished.

I gave him a look that meant to say, can u explain, but I was met door my wife descending the stairwell.

I could see she was distraught and upset. Edward left without another word, so me and Esme were alone.

“What happened, love?”...

An Emmett and Rosalie Fanfic

Chapter 23

Let him in...
Esme POV

I led Rosalie to her bed and sat her down on it, letting go of her. I took a spot volgende to her and held her hand.

I rubbed her hand and occasionally wiped tears from her cheeks. Rose’s sobs slowed and her unnecessary breathing returned close to normal.

She looked up at me through her lashes, “I’m sorry…” she whispered, I could tell she was ashamed and embarrassed.

“There is nothing to be sorry for, Rose.” I smiled hoping she would return it. There was no such luck, though.

“Yes, there is Esme.” She was serious…

I knew...

An Emmett and Rosalie Fanfic

Chapter 11

Emmett
Rosalie's POV

About 3 hours after I took a douche I heard a knock on the door.

“Come in,” I mumbled to lost in the mans handsome face.

“Hey, Rose,” Carlisle poked his head in the door. He came in the room and stood volgende to me with his hand on my back. “I brought u some blood.”

“Huh?” I asked just now looking at him.

“I brought u some blood, your eyes are looking a little dark.” He noted handing me the cup of red liquid.

“Thanks,” I zei taking the cup from his hands.

“How is he?” Carlisle asked studying the strangers...