Rosalie and Emmett

Painful Memories
Chapter One

Rosalie POV


I was sitting at my vanity. I started brushing my long golden waves. I was preparing myself. I knew Edward would be nyumbani soon. Charlie had Edward leave every night at a certain time. Of course Edward would just go back once Charlie was asleep. He chose to go to Bella’s house every night. When he came nyumbani it was always Bella this and Bella that. It got to the point that every sentence he ever alisema anymore had something to do with her.

What is so great about her? She’s nothing but a fragile little human. Anyway I knew I only had a short time for my...

I don't own anything.
Rosalie's P.O.V.


I was having the worst of the worst of the absolute worst sort of day.

I stalked over to my car, yanked the door open, and then slammed it shut, trying to release some of my anger. The sekunde I was in inside, I let out the shriek of a lifetime, pounding my palms on the steering wheel and shaking my head back and forth with the force of my scream.

And even after that, I didn't feel better, my throat just hurt. I probably hadn't screamed like that since I was about four years old. I reached into my bag, needing to vent out my frustrations before I drove home....