Chapter 7

You and I were two tortured souls

Repaired by a love of broken things

In a life, just some bodies growing old

No fear of the end, of anything

I got up and changed wondering what the surprise could be.

We're just ordinary people, you and me

Time will turn us into statues, eventually.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, remembering everything Emmett had done to show me how much he loved me; the engagement, saving my life, making me happy and just being there for me. I loved him so much and the best part was he loved me.

We got by, though we never needed much

A sliver of hope, no diamond rings

We got high, it was heaven it was hell

Flying over them with broken wings

Half an hour later I walked down the stairs a huge smile on my face, expecting my lovely angel to pop up and surprise me. A silver box in his hands with a huge bow, but he wasn't at the foot of the stairs, Jasper was.

We're just ordinary people, you and me

Time will turn us into statues, eventually

Just two ordinary people, you and me,

Time will turn us into statues, eventually

"Why the smug smile on your face?" Jasper looked oddly evil this morning… "Well? Why so happy?"

"Emmett left a note on my pillow. Do you know where he is by the way?"

"Outside at a guess."

"Okay thanks."

"Wait there Rose."

"What now Jasper? Im kind of in a hurry."

"I just wanted to tell you that I don't think your surprise is a good one."

Our bones forever in stone

Monuments of life

To dust as everything must

We fade away in time

The smile fell off my face, my lips clamped together. "Why do you say that?"

"Well you know, can't you tell he's getting bored of you? You are very predictable and an open book." I just stared at my twin. If this was true wouldn't it be more polite to let me here it from Emmett himself? "Well maybe your wrong, he told me he loves me."

"They are only words Rose." What Jasper had just said made sense, I was predictable maybe even boring.

We're just ordinary people, you and me

Time will turn us into statues, eventually

Just two ordinary people, you and me

Time will turn us into statues, eventually.