CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:
STOP BEING PARANOID
1950
EMMA AND ROSALIE WALKED around for awhile, going in some stores that weren't just for clothes. They talked occasionally to one another, speaking about anything they could. They were always desperate to hear the others voice so when a conversation seemed to come to an end, they would always find a way to keep it flowing. It made Emma smile more than she had in the past two―︎almost three―︎years since she had met Alice.
"Wanna sit for a minute?" Rosalie asked. Emma looked at her before nodding her head. The two entered a small coffee shop that was mostly deserted seeing as it was very late at night. They both ordered a coffee before looking back at one another.
"How'd it happen?" Rosalie carefully, but gently, asked. Emma gave her a confused look, before she realized what she was talking about. She tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear and immediately Rosalie started to panic, mentally scolding herself for asking such a personal thing.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"It's alright." Emma reassured, a soft smile on her face. It then turned into a sad smile. "I was a nurse whilst Jasper was a major in the Texas Calvary. Jasper had went missing and, being a nurse, I had of course heard the news quickly. Apparently being his sister wasn't enough to get someone to tell me the news directly. So, I went searching for him. I had searched many days without any sleep, I only stopped to eat.
"Well, one night I was right outside of the last known place of my brother, so I decided to go a little ways in the woods and just sleep. Instead of me finding Jasper, he found me, but he was different. He had been turned by a bitch with the name of Maria. I didn't know this of course, so when I saw him I hugged him. He lost control, and he turned me." Emma explained. Rosalie felt bad for asking. "It was an accident of course, so I forgave him a long time ago."
Emma stopped talking when the waiter came over to them, handing both girls their drinks. He offered Emma a flirtatious smile and she just sent him a blank look which was enough to make him leave the table. Rosalie glared daggers at his back before turning to look at Emma who was smiling at the table with amusement.
"What about you?" Emma asked. "How'd it happen for you?"
"I was engaged to the most desirable bachelor in town, Royce King II. He was every maiden's dream and I was happy that he had chosen me." Rosalie started. "I was in love with the idea of love that I didn't realize how much of it lacked in our relationship. I had been walking home when visiting one of my friend's house when I found Royce and few of his friends. They were drunk. Royce was bragging and bragging about me. He grabbed me and that's when I realized he had been drunk out of his mind.
"He and his friends they. . . " She swallowed thickly and decided not to finish the sentence, knowing Emma was able to figure it out. "Carlisle found me. I wanted to die, and I wished he had let me. But instead, he turned me. I got my revenge on all of them, saving Royce for last. I was very theatrical back then, so you could only imagine the scene I had left."
"I'm so sorry that happened to you, no one as beautiful as you deserves that. No one in general does." Emma said, a frown falling on her face. She placed a hand over Rosalie's. Rosalie sent her a small smile. Rosalie took a deep breath as she carefully chose her next words, knowing that this could either make or break them.
"I know you're scared to let people in, Emma. But, you have to let me in. I would never do anything to harm you in any way." Rosalie tells her. Emma's posture becomes stiff. She quickly pays for the two coffee's before leaving the shop. Rosalie wasn't going to let her get away, not this time. Rosalie quickly got out of her seat and ran after the girl. She sped in front of Emma, stopping her from going further.
"Rosalie-" Emma started.
"No. Listen to me." Rosalie firmly said. "You walk away because you're scared of the outcome. You don't let people in because you're scared of being hurt. But I can't take it anymore. I can't deal with you constantly pushing me away over and over again when all I'm trying to do is care for you!"
"Are you done?" Emma asked.
Rosalie glared at her. "No, I'm not done! You're so paranoid that it's affecting the ability for others to get close to you. Stop being paranoid! I'm not going to hurt you. My family, they're good people. And you would know that if you would take two seconds of your day to get to know them!"
"I'm sorry." Emma mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.
Rosalie scoffed. "You're sorry? First, you kiss me and then tell me it meant nothing. And then you get me to tell you my entire life story only for you to walk away because you're scared of what? What are you so afraid of?"
"Myself!" Emma snapped. "I'm afraid of myself, okay? I'm afraid of hurting the people that get close to me. I'm afraid that I'm going to do wrong by them somehow. I'm afraid because I'm a monster." Her voice got lower as she took a step back from Rosalie. "You don't know the things I've done."
"Then tell me." Rosalie begged, coming closer to her. "Tell me so that I can prove you wrong."
Emma looked at her, a deep frown on her face. She shook her head as she looked at Rosalie. "You deserve better than me."
"I don't want better than you." Rosalie told her. "I want you. You're perfect. I couldn't want anything or anyone else. I want you."
"I don't want you to want me." Emma told her desperately. "I want you to want someone else. Someone that's so much better than me. Someone that will treat you right. You deserve the world, and I can't give you that."
"But I don't want the world if it means I can't have you." Rosalie gently tells her. "I would chose you over the world any day. I would rather be there to make you laugh when you're sad than to have someone else. I would rather be the one to hold you and tell you that everything's going to be okay than have someone else. I don't want someone else to kiss me and tell me they love me if they aren't you. Don't you get it? There is no one else. There is only you. And out of everyone that I could've ended up with, I ended up with you. And I've never felt more happier than I am when I'm with you.
"Yes, you make me frustrated, and upset, but being right here with you, being in your presence in general. That makes me happy. And that's all I've ever wanted. To be happy. Why can't you see that?" Rosalie looked at Emma with begging eyes. Emma just looked at her, no words able to form in her mouth. Emma looked around, her bottom lip pulling between her teeth before she looked at Rosalie. She did the only thing she could think of that would hopefully express how she felt. She pulled Rosalie in for a long passionate kiss.
Emma didn't need to say anything. For when Emma's soft lips crashed against Rosalie's, all her thoughts, and feelings were placed in the kiss. It was the best and most emotional kiss Rosalie had ever experienced and she relished in it.
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