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Post by rosaliehale on Mar 31, 2009 20:35:39 GMT -5
Rosalie sighed when she stepped out of her car. She was at the Cullen's old house. They still owned it. She unlocked the door and walked around. Going into every room. She spent more time in her's and Emmett's old room. Drawings were scattered across the walls. She had always been a good artist, and she'd draw pictures of herself and Emmett. She looked in the drawers, and picked up a photo album. An album of drawings of her family. There were a couple of pictures of everyone together, the couples, just one person, etc. She felt like laying on the bed and crying. She wanted everyone to forget what happened. She threw the album at the ground, and threw herself on the bed, and stared up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. She didn't want to get up. She just wanted something to happen that would kill her right then and there.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 31, 2009 22:31:41 GMT -5
Edward flung himself into the open window of Emmett and Rosalie's old room, and saw her laying on the bed, her photo album scattered on the floor. "Yeah. I miss it too."
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Post by rosaliehale on Mar 31, 2009 22:50:31 GMT -5
Rosalie jumped, because she didn't know she'd be followed. When she saw who it was she looked down at the bed, sitting up.
"Sorry I'm not in Italy yet." She said not looking at him. Then she looked up. "What are you doing here? I mean in this room? Come to yell at me again?" She asked sarcastically.
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Post by Edward Cullen on May 11, 2009 20:34:11 GMT -5
"Rose..." Edward took a deep breathe, and smiled widley and nervously. "I panicked. I apologize for that. But, do you think leaving is going to fix any of this? Because, I dont know how you could hurt Nessie like...or me." He took a step back, and sat down on the windowsill, and watched her for a second, then turned his head out the window and into the trees. "I love this place. I really Love this place."
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Post by rosaliehale on May 11, 2009 20:38:31 GMT -5
Rosalie looked at him with confusion. What do you mean you? She asked standing and walking over to him. She hoped that he meant that he'd miss her if she left. Then she heard him say that he loved Forks. I do to. It was a great place. We didn't have to hide, and everyone was afraid. I wish we still lived here. She said looking out the window.
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Post by Edward Cullen on May 11, 2009 20:41:17 GMT -5
"Yes Rose, of course I would miss you. But, I love Bella, and I need you to understand that." He knew he was being very straight forward, but he needed Rose, just not in the way she needed him. "So, lets go back to New York, Please? Can we put this behind Us?"
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Post by rosaliehale on May 11, 2009 20:51:23 GMT -5
Rosalie sighed she knew that that would be his answer, but she still thought that there might have been hope. I don't know if I can go back. I can't be in a place that brings back those kind of memories for me. Incase you forgot, New York was the place that I was born, the place I was raised, the place I was beaten, and the place I was raped. She sat down on the bed again. She didn't want to go back to New York. It was the one place she didn't want to go. She'd go anywhere else though. She turned her gaze to the ground.
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