Rosalie hesitated before she began speaking. I could tell she wanted to just plough into an entire giờ long speech but she considered her words carefully. She didn’t want to upset me which was weird but good.
“First of all,” she said. “I don’t hate you, Kayla. I never have and never will.”
I nodded. “That’s good. I wouldn’t know what to do if bạn did hate me.”
She smiled. “Probably run in terror, I think.”
“Probably,” I laughed. Rosalie even managed a tiny laugh.
“But,” Rosalie turned serious. “I do have to stress that I do not approve of bạn marrying Edward. I think it is wrong. He’s a vampire and you’re a human. It isn’t right.”
“Technically, I’m not human. I’m an Azdi.”
“Yes, I know what bạn are but human hoặc Azdi bạn won’t live for eternity. bạn won’t remain eighteen for the rest of forever. But Edward can and he will. And when bạn die he...he won’t feel the need to live any longer and he...”
I could see the pain in her vàng eyes but her entire body held composure. I knew what she would have said. Edward told me about a group of ma cà rồng called the Volturi. They’re like the royal family of ma cà rồng but aren’t the ‘official’ royal family but act as though they are. They’re incredibly powerful and are the largest and most influential coven. They act as guardians and keep ma cà rồng secret from the human world. However, if some ma cà rồng are seen to be a threat and are close to exposing ma cà rồng the Volturi send someone out to them and they are disposed of, along with any witnesses including possibly innocent humans. So, bạn shouldn’t really annoy them as it wouldn’t take much to kill you. Edward mentioned that some ma cà rồng have gone to the Volturi as a means of suicide. Normal suicidal methods don’t work on vampires. They don’t need to breathe so hanging yourself and jumping into the ocean has no effect. And walking in front car would cause thêm damage to the car and the driver than the vampire. If a vampire was extremely unhappy then he could just plod along to the Volturi and request to be killed.
“I know what you’re going to say,” I said, quietly. “You don’t have to explain that part.”
“You understand then,” Rosalie said, blinking quickly as if to stop tears. “You cannot marry him. bạn should leave now and never speak to him again. He’ll get over it now but if bạn wait say fifty years then that’s a lot harder.”
“Leave? Rosalie, I can’t leave him. I can’t. I’d fall apart. I’d die. I wouldn’t be able to exist. He’s everything to me. I tình yêu him. I couldn’t imagine my life without him.”
I started to hyperventilate just thinking of thinking of leaving Edward. I told myself to get a grip and that I wasn’t actually going to leave him. I’d be stupid to do.
“Edward feels exactly the same and that’s why he’d never leave you. He fears for bạn too much. Every time he leaves bạn even just to come here to change in the morning he worries you’ll somehow get yourself into trouble. And when bạn were kidnapped, he was a wreck. He refused to hunt, wouldn’t leave your house, blamed himself for it and he was just....I can’t describe how he was. It was like he was broken, like his soul have just left him and it was an empty shell left behind.”
I didn’t like this. I didn’t like hearing how my absence affected Edward. It hurt me too.
“And then bạn got yourself shot!” Rosalie threw her hands up in exasperation. “Do bạn know how he beat himself up over that? He was right there and he couldn’t stop it. And then bạn died! bạn died!”
She was saying this like it was my fault. It was my fault I was shot and then died after it. Sorry Rosalie that someone shot me and I died. I shouldn’t have let that happen. I should have stopped the bullets with my super rock hard chest...oh wait...I DON’T HAVE ONE!
I wouldn’t actually say this to Rosalie. I might not walk out of here in one piece.
“He went crazy. Well, after bạn were alive he did. Although he was going down Crazy đường phố, street when bạn were dying. I got the entire story from Alice. I don’t think I need to tell bạn how he was then.”
“No, bạn don’t,” I said. “Is this going anywhere else Rosalie hoặc are bạn going to continue to tell me how Edward falls apart when I’m not there?”
I waited for her reaction, fearing she would bite my head off, literally.
“Yes, this is going somewhere,” she replied. “I went a little off subject, didn’t I?”
I smiled politely, knowing I’d say something my decapitated head would regret.
“Enough about Edward though,” she said, smiling. She patted my hand. “What about you?”
“What about me?” I asked. Great, what would she say about me?
“You’re going to waste the rest of your human life with someone who can’t do the same for you. Isn’t that a bit annoying?”
“Rosalie, I’m not going to discuss that with you,” I said, standing up. “That is my business.”
“Is that a touchy subject?” she asked, pouting.
I glared at her and walked away. Of course it was. My fiancé was immortal. I might be but doubt grew thêm and thêm with every ngày that passed when Carlisle didn’t come to me praising Jesus that I was immortal. I never let it bother me. I had other things to worry about but Rosalie just shoved it in my head like the peroxide blonde headed snake she was.
“And what about on you’re wedding night?” she said, standing up too. “Can bạn trust him not to kill bạn when bạn make love?”
“What?” I spun round to face her. I narrowed my eyes. “That is definitely none of bạn business.”
“Vampires are powerful creatures,” she continued, her voice soft. “We cannot always control our strength. I know Edward is very careful around bạn but sometimes we slip and when we slip there are always disastrous consequences.”
Rosalie was taller than me bởi about two inches but right now she did not intimidate me. My personal business was my business. She had no right asking các câu hỏi about my wedding night. I would not take this from her.
“Shut up, Rosalie,” I said, glaring at her. “Continue like this and you’ll be wishing Edward never met me.”
“I am definitely touching some nerves.” She ignored my warning and smiled. “So if Edward doesn’t kill bạn when you’re older, Kayla, you’ll want children, right? I mean, every woman wants children. It’s only natural. We have this maternal instinct.”
Children? I’d never thought of children. I’m a bit young to be thinking of starting a family.
“You can’t say bạn don’t want children,” Rosalie said, before I could speak. “Because you’ll be thirty and walking down the đường phố, street and see all these women with em bé and toddlers and wonder when you’ll become a mother. And then realise. I can’t have children because my husband is dead.”
She spat out the last word.
“But bởi then people will be wondering why a teenager is holding hands with some middle aged woman and then they’ll think you’re some kind of perverted sex-less woman who can’t get a man her own age and picks on defenceless teenage boys and-”
Rosalie didn’t say anything after that as she was flying into the nearest wall.
“SHUT UP!” I shouted at her. “SHUT UP!”
Rosalie stood up fast and daggers flew from her eyes.
“You say bạn don’t hate me, Rosalie, but from what bạn just đã đưa ý kiến it doesn’t sound like it.”
I walked towards her and saw Alice flying down the stairs.
“This is what happens when I leave bạn alone with her,” she shouted up at Rosalie. “You upset her and make her angry. Why can’t bạn just be nice to her?”
“I was being nice,” Rosalie said. “She just couldn’t handle the truth.”
“That wasn’t the truth!” I said. “That was bạn being a spiteful cow because bạn can’t have kids!”
A flash of shock crossed Rosalie’s face.
“Yes, I know. Edward let it slip in his mind once. That’s why you’re being so hateful towards me. You’re angry because I won’t find some nice human boy and have a ton of kids with him.”
I stepped right up into her face and showed her I wasn’t scared of her.
“This conversation was not what I expected,” I said. “I thought we would sort out our differences but obviously bạn can’t handle that. I never want to speak to bạn again.”
Alice squeezed between us looking stricken.
“No, no, no, no!” she đã đưa ý kiến to me. “You can’t do that! We’re supposed to be sisters.” She turned to look at Rosalie. “We’re supposed to plan this wedding together! You’re supposed to be a bridesmaid! The head bridesmaid!”
Rosalie looked down at her sister and then she was gone in a white blur. Alice looked from me to the direction Rosalie had gone and back again.
“Go after her,” I said, wearily. “I need to go trang chủ and sleep.”
She gave me a quick hug and then tore after Rosalie, who had run outside somewhere.
“First of all,” she said. “I don’t hate you, Kayla. I never have and never will.”
I nodded. “That’s good. I wouldn’t know what to do if bạn did hate me.”
She smiled. “Probably run in terror, I think.”
“Probably,” I laughed. Rosalie even managed a tiny laugh.
“But,” Rosalie turned serious. “I do have to stress that I do not approve of bạn marrying Edward. I think it is wrong. He’s a vampire and you’re a human. It isn’t right.”
“Technically, I’m not human. I’m an Azdi.”
“Yes, I know what bạn are but human hoặc Azdi bạn won’t live for eternity. bạn won’t remain eighteen for the rest of forever. But Edward can and he will. And when bạn die he...he won’t feel the need to live any longer and he...”
I could see the pain in her vàng eyes but her entire body held composure. I knew what she would have said. Edward told me about a group of ma cà rồng called the Volturi. They’re like the royal family of ma cà rồng but aren’t the ‘official’ royal family but act as though they are. They’re incredibly powerful and are the largest and most influential coven. They act as guardians and keep ma cà rồng secret from the human world. However, if some ma cà rồng are seen to be a threat and are close to exposing ma cà rồng the Volturi send someone out to them and they are disposed of, along with any witnesses including possibly innocent humans. So, bạn shouldn’t really annoy them as it wouldn’t take much to kill you. Edward mentioned that some ma cà rồng have gone to the Volturi as a means of suicide. Normal suicidal methods don’t work on vampires. They don’t need to breathe so hanging yourself and jumping into the ocean has no effect. And walking in front car would cause thêm damage to the car and the driver than the vampire. If a vampire was extremely unhappy then he could just plod along to the Volturi and request to be killed.
“I know what you’re going to say,” I said, quietly. “You don’t have to explain that part.”
“You understand then,” Rosalie said, blinking quickly as if to stop tears. “You cannot marry him. bạn should leave now and never speak to him again. He’ll get over it now but if bạn wait say fifty years then that’s a lot harder.”
“Leave? Rosalie, I can’t leave him. I can’t. I’d fall apart. I’d die. I wouldn’t be able to exist. He’s everything to me. I tình yêu him. I couldn’t imagine my life without him.”
I started to hyperventilate just thinking of thinking of leaving Edward. I told myself to get a grip and that I wasn’t actually going to leave him. I’d be stupid to do.
“Edward feels exactly the same and that’s why he’d never leave you. He fears for bạn too much. Every time he leaves bạn even just to come here to change in the morning he worries you’ll somehow get yourself into trouble. And when bạn were kidnapped, he was a wreck. He refused to hunt, wouldn’t leave your house, blamed himself for it and he was just....I can’t describe how he was. It was like he was broken, like his soul have just left him and it was an empty shell left behind.”
I didn’t like this. I didn’t like hearing how my absence affected Edward. It hurt me too.
“And then bạn got yourself shot!” Rosalie threw her hands up in exasperation. “Do bạn know how he beat himself up over that? He was right there and he couldn’t stop it. And then bạn died! bạn died!”
She was saying this like it was my fault. It was my fault I was shot and then died after it. Sorry Rosalie that someone shot me and I died. I shouldn’t have let that happen. I should have stopped the bullets with my super rock hard chest...oh wait...I DON’T HAVE ONE!
I wouldn’t actually say this to Rosalie. I might not walk out of here in one piece.
“He went crazy. Well, after bạn were alive he did. Although he was going down Crazy đường phố, street when bạn were dying. I got the entire story from Alice. I don’t think I need to tell bạn how he was then.”
“No, bạn don’t,” I said. “Is this going anywhere else Rosalie hoặc are bạn going to continue to tell me how Edward falls apart when I’m not there?”
I waited for her reaction, fearing she would bite my head off, literally.
“Yes, this is going somewhere,” she replied. “I went a little off subject, didn’t I?”
I smiled politely, knowing I’d say something my decapitated head would regret.
“Enough about Edward though,” she said, smiling. She patted my hand. “What about you?”
“What about me?” I asked. Great, what would she say about me?
“You’re going to waste the rest of your human life with someone who can’t do the same for you. Isn’t that a bit annoying?”
“Rosalie, I’m not going to discuss that with you,” I said, standing up. “That is my business.”
“Is that a touchy subject?” she asked, pouting.
I glared at her and walked away. Of course it was. My fiancé was immortal. I might be but doubt grew thêm and thêm with every ngày that passed when Carlisle didn’t come to me praising Jesus that I was immortal. I never let it bother me. I had other things to worry about but Rosalie just shoved it in my head like the peroxide blonde headed snake she was.
“And what about on you’re wedding night?” she said, standing up too. “Can bạn trust him not to kill bạn when bạn make love?”
“What?” I spun round to face her. I narrowed my eyes. “That is definitely none of bạn business.”
“Vampires are powerful creatures,” she continued, her voice soft. “We cannot always control our strength. I know Edward is very careful around bạn but sometimes we slip and when we slip there are always disastrous consequences.”
Rosalie was taller than me bởi about two inches but right now she did not intimidate me. My personal business was my business. She had no right asking các câu hỏi about my wedding night. I would not take this from her.
“Shut up, Rosalie,” I said, glaring at her. “Continue like this and you’ll be wishing Edward never met me.”
“I am definitely touching some nerves.” She ignored my warning and smiled. “So if Edward doesn’t kill bạn when you’re older, Kayla, you’ll want children, right? I mean, every woman wants children. It’s only natural. We have this maternal instinct.”
Children? I’d never thought of children. I’m a bit young to be thinking of starting a family.
“You can’t say bạn don’t want children,” Rosalie said, before I could speak. “Because you’ll be thirty and walking down the đường phố, street and see all these women with em bé and toddlers and wonder when you’ll become a mother. And then realise. I can’t have children because my husband is dead.”
She spat out the last word.
“But bởi then people will be wondering why a teenager is holding hands with some middle aged woman and then they’ll think you’re some kind of perverted sex-less woman who can’t get a man her own age and picks on defenceless teenage boys and-”
Rosalie didn’t say anything after that as she was flying into the nearest wall.
“SHUT UP!” I shouted at her. “SHUT UP!”
Rosalie stood up fast and daggers flew from her eyes.
“You say bạn don’t hate me, Rosalie, but from what bạn just đã đưa ý kiến it doesn’t sound like it.”
I walked towards her and saw Alice flying down the stairs.
“This is what happens when I leave bạn alone with her,” she shouted up at Rosalie. “You upset her and make her angry. Why can’t bạn just be nice to her?”
“I was being nice,” Rosalie said. “She just couldn’t handle the truth.”
“That wasn’t the truth!” I said. “That was bạn being a spiteful cow because bạn can’t have kids!”
A flash of shock crossed Rosalie’s face.
“Yes, I know. Edward let it slip in his mind once. That’s why you’re being so hateful towards me. You’re angry because I won’t find some nice human boy and have a ton of kids with him.”
I stepped right up into her face and showed her I wasn’t scared of her.
“This conversation was not what I expected,” I said. “I thought we would sort out our differences but obviously bạn can’t handle that. I never want to speak to bạn again.”
Alice squeezed between us looking stricken.
“No, no, no, no!” she đã đưa ý kiến to me. “You can’t do that! We’re supposed to be sisters.” She turned to look at Rosalie. “We’re supposed to plan this wedding together! You’re supposed to be a bridesmaid! The head bridesmaid!”
Rosalie looked down at her sister and then she was gone in a white blur. Alice looked from me to the direction Rosalie had gone and back again.
“Go after her,” I said, wearily. “I need to go trang chủ and sleep.”
She gave me a quick hug and then tore after Rosalie, who had run outside somewhere.
Hey! Do bạn guys know a good twilight người hâm mộ site? Help us all out and tell us... so we can go on!
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I think that bạn all know of stephenie's website..... stepheniemeyer.com
Oh! Also- If anyones knows of a good site to see interviews hoặc thêm trailer... Tell Me!
Speaking of stephenie's website... did any of bạn see the "quote of the day" thing she's doing!? I tình yêu that idea! what do bạn guys think? I like the idea.. and I just cant wait to read Breaking Dawn! The movie should be good too :)
Heres the cool site I found: www.freewebs.com/twilighttrailer
I think that bạn all know of stephenie's website..... stepheniemeyer.com
Oh! Also- If anyones knows of a good site to see interviews hoặc thêm trailer... Tell Me!
Speaking of stephenie's website... did any of bạn see the "quote of the day" thing she's doing!? I tình yêu that idea! what do bạn guys think? I like the idea.. and I just cant wait to read Breaking Dawn! The movie should be good too :)