Some hearts

I've never been the kind that you'd call lucky; I was always stumbling around in circles. I must have stumbled into something. Look at me, am I really alone with you? I wake up feeling like my life is worth living. I can't recall when I last felt that way.

Rosalie sprawled across her bed and tried not to think. It had been three years since she had "died" at least that's what her family and friends were made to believe. For the most part she had resigned herself to this life without a second thought.

There were days and nights however where she wondered if her life had really been worth everything she'd given up. Tonight was one such night. The rest of the family had gone hunting. Rose elected to stay home, saying she had too much homework.

Once she was sure she was alone she allowed the dry sobs to overcome her. Rosalie had never been the type to wallow in self-pity, but tonight she let all of the pain and regrets she'd been holding in her still, dead heart break loose. God she wished she were able to shed real tears.

Several hours later there was a light tap on her door. She knew who it was before they said anything. She took a much-unneeded breath to steady her voice, "Edward, I don't want to talk."

Edward came in anyway, "Rosalie, what's wrong?"

Rosalie snapped bitterly, "Just go ahead and read my mind! What part of 'I don't want to talk' don't you understand? Go away!"

Edward sighed and sat on the bed a few inches away from her, "Rose, I'm not going to read your mind. That's not going to help us. If I read your mind you'll never really trust me."

Rosalie instinctively swiped at her eyes. She knew that there weren't tears on the cheeks but it made her feel more human. She could feel her resolve crumbling along with the other walls she'd built to protect herself from the harsh realities of the world.

Edward gently pulled her into a brotherly embrace, "Rose, you can tell me anything."

Rosalie sniffled, "You don't understand, you don't know what its like to feel like your world has fallen on top of you. I was Rosalie Hale; I had a reputation, money, and anything I could ever want. Where did that get me? I was beaten, raped, and to top it all off, left to die! Edward, you don't understand!"

Edward was shocked; he had no idea that Rosalie felt this way. All he wanted to do was tell her that it was over now. He only wanted to take away her pain, however he couldn't because in a way she was right, he didn't understand.

Just then Carlisle came upstairs. He looked at Rosalie and knew something was bothering her. Gently he moved the hair back from her face "Rose, I know you're upset. Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"

Rosalie sat up, "I hate this life. As cruel and demanding as Royce was, at least I had someone. At least with him I had a chance of having a baby."

Edward hissed and Carlisle set his hand on his adopted daughter's shoulder "Rosalie, you deserved so much better. Eventually you'll find someone who will love you. The right person will come into your life when you least expect him."

Three weeks later Edward insisted that Rosalie go hunting with him that weekend. As she hiked through the mountains she swore she heard someone calling for help. Without a second thought she took off through the trees. When she reached the clearing she gasped. There was a man who couldn't be any older then twenty-three being attacked by a bear.

Without thinking she lunged at the bear, killing it instantly. Then she turned towards the beautiful man at her feet. Gently she moved his head into her lap and examined his injuries. He had lost a lot of blood and she knew that he was pretty close to dieing in her arms.

The injured man groaned but he didn't open his eyes. He tried to lift his head but Rosalie lightly held him down. Gently she stroked his forehead with her cool hand. Once he had his bearings he moaned, "Are you an angel?"

Rosalie soothed the stranger, "Shh, don't try to talk. I'm going to get you some help. Just stay with me, please."

The stranger groaned in protest; she lifted him off the forest floor. Rosalie easily cradled him to her chest despite his large size. He was almost the size of the bear that attacked him. Once he was safely tucked into her chest she took off running as fast as she could, back the way she came.

Within minutes she reached Edward. Edward saw the stranger and shook his head, "Rose, when Carlisle said you'd find the right guy he didn't mean this…. This is crazy. You can't bring a human into our world. You have to take him back. I'm sorry."

Rosalie snapped, "Edward, this man is dieing! I can leave him here! I love him, Edward."

The stranger groaned from the noise but managed a weak smile. Rosalie smiled back at him; she had meant exactly what she said.

Edward pinched the bridge of his nose, "Alright, Rosalie, we can take him back with us. We need to go quickly, he's fading fast."

Rose gasped and took the stranger's beautiful face in her hands and whispered, "You are going to be ok. Close your eyes and you'll get help shortly."

The stranger obeyed and became unconscious once again. It took six hours to run the hundred miles it took to get home (even going at vampire speed.) Rosalie didn't even say hello to Esme. She just ran straight to Carlisle's office. She banged on the door louder and harder then strictly necessary.

Carlisle opened the door, "What's the matter Rosa…Oh no. Rosalie, I can't change him. I won't put another human through this. I'm sorry."

Rosalie hissed angrily, "Carlisle, he'll die! What was I supposed to do? I love him."

Carlisle's expression softened, "Rosalie, I'll see what I can do for him. Set him on the chair. Did you find out his name?"

Rosalie shook her head slowly, "He was in so much pain. I didn't want him to talk much."

Carlisle lightly shook the stranger's shoulder, "What's your name, son?"

The stranger groaned but with a lot of effort opened his eyes, "My name is Emmett…"

Carlisle smiled, "Emmett, I'm Carlisle Cullen. I'm going to help you, ok. Just try to relax."

Emmett slowly breathed in and out his eyes never leaving Rosalie's face. Then he felt extreme pain burning through his entire body. Rosalie gently stroked his face and sat with him through his whole transformation.

For days Emmett lost track of time and space. He didn't know what was happening to him. All he remembered was his blonde angel. After what seemed like forever Emmett sat up. Rosalie ran into the bedroom and threw her arms tightly around him.

Emmett smiled at her, "You never answered my question."

Rosalie sighed; she was just happy that Emmett was alive. She took an unneeded breath, "No, Emmett, I'm not an angel. I'm just a kind person who couldn't stand to see you die."

Emmett laughed, "You are a very faithful nurse. You were by my side day and night. I never heard or saw you leave."

Rosalie smiled, "Carlisle will be glad that you are safe. What were you doing in the woods anyway? Didn't you know there were bears out there?"

Emmett laughed, "I knew, I just thought it would be cool to see one up close. I guess that wasn't my brightest idea. However, I did get lucky."

Rosalie ran her hand threw his hair, "You were attacked by a bear and if I hadn't found you, you'd be dead. I hardly call that luck, Emmett."

Emmett stared into Rosalie's topaz eyes, "That's just it; you found me. I'm still alive because of you. What's you name? I can't in good conscience keep calling you the blonde angel."

Rosalie smiled, "My name is Rosalie. 'Thanks' isn't necessary; when I saw you lying there I couldn't just walk away. How do you feel? Are you in any pain?"

Emmett smiled, "I feel great, Rose, what ever Carlisle did…. What did he do anyway? The only place I feel pain is my throat. Can I get some water please?"

Rosalie sighed, "I'll have Carlisle tell you what you are, what we are for that matter. Just wait a few minutes."

When Rosalie went to leave Emmett grabbed her hand, "I want to hear what I've become from the angel that saved my life. Please, Rose."

Rosalie gulped; she didn't want to be the one to bring this beautiful man's future crashing down. Then she looked into his blood red eyes and knew it had to be done, "Emmett, I don't want you to panic and its ok if you're upset. My family and I are vampires; you are now one of us. I'm so sorry."

Emmett reached his hand up and stroked her pale cheek, "Rose, you have nothing to be sorry for. You saved my life. Can I ask you something?"

Rosalie nodded, "Emmett, you can ask me anything."

Emmett smiled, "Will you marry me?"

That was the last question Rosalie expected. Gently she stroked the hair away from his eyes, "I'd like that very much. I love you, Emmett."

A year later Rosalie sat with Emmett in their bedroom Emmett had just had the worst day of his life. Rosalie sighed, "Emmett, what happened with those girls wasn't your fault. It'll be all right; Carlisle doesn't blame you and neither do I. Now come here. I want to share something with you."

Emmett laid his head on Rosalie's chest and took an unneeded breath. Then he snapped, "I'm a monster! Those girls did nothing and I….. I killed them."

Rosalie pulled Emmett into a soft hug and crooned, "You are not a monster, Emmett, I dated a monster and you are most certainly not anything close."

Emmett took a deep breath, "Are you ok, Rosie?"

When Rosalie spoke her golden eyes were far away, "Emmett, a long time ago, before I was changed, I dated a man named Royce King. He was a monster Emmett. The reason I had to be changed was he….and several of his friends had been drinking….. They found me in an alley alone. They beat me until I wanted to die and then they…."

Rosalie couldn't talk anymore; she buried her face in her hands and sobbed. Emmett gently stroked his wife's hair, hearing what had happened to her made him angry. Once Rosalie stopped crying Emmett crooned, "Rosie, its ok. I won't let anyone hurt you again. You are my blond angel. I'm sorry you had to go through that."

Rosalie sniffed, "Emmett, you make me feel so much better about myself. I never thought I would find love again. You changed all that."

I guess it must be all this love you're given. I never knew it could feel like this. I guess some hearts they get all the right breaks. Some hearts have the stars on their side. Some hearts they just have it so easy. Some hearts just get lucky sometimes.

Rosalie snuggled close to Emmett, stroking his hair. She felt like she was on top of the world again. Carlisle came upstairs and called, "Rosalie, could you come here please?"

Rosalie kissed her husband's cheek and quickly went downstairs. Esme smiled at Rosalie, "I'm glad Emmett makes you happy, sweetheart. Carlisle and I felt the same way when we met. When someone gives you the right amount of love anything can happen."

Rosalie smiled, "I'm sorry I said I hated this life. Now that I have Emmett being a vampire isn't so bad. Did you feel the same way Carlisle? I mean when you met Esme did you feel like things finally made sense."

Carlisle sighed, "Rosalie when I met Esme and saved her, it went much deeper then that. I know you love Emmett now, however why did you really want me to change him? Was it about love or pity?"

Rosalie smiled, "Carlisle, when I looked into his face, I felt drawn to him. I wanted to protect him. He almost died in my arms, but when I told him to hold on for me he did. He loved me to, Carlisle, and I knew it."

Esme smiled at Carlisle, "It's just like why you saved Edward."

Carlisle sighed, "No I saved Edward to keep a promise. I promised his mother I would do anything I could for him. Changing Edward was a last resort, a step I had hoped I wouldn't have had to take."

Rosalie smiled, "Carlisle, I didn't want to doom Emmett to this life either but I'm glad he's in my life. I would have died without him. I changed him out of love."

Who would have thought that someone like you could love me? You're the last thing my heart expected. Who would have thought I'd ever find somebody who makes me feel like this? I guess some hearts they get all the right breaks. Some hearts have the stars on their side. Some hearts get lucky sometimes

A week later Rosalie sat up screaming. Emmett wrapped his strong arms around her and held her to his chest. Carefully he rocked her and crooned "Rosie, what happened? It's over now. I'm here, your Emmy bear is here."

Rosalie's screams halted and she buried her head into the crook of her husband's neck. She knew that Emmett was there but even that didn't make the flashbacks go away. Emmett rubbed her back, "Rose, come on, look at me. Let's see that smile. It's about him isn't it?"

Rosalie sniffed, "Yes, I can't forget, Emmett. He took something away that I will never get back. God, I hate this! You deserve so much better."

Emmett took one hand off her back and used it to lift up her chin, "Hey, don't talk like that. I'm here and I love you. I'm always going to be here."

Rosalie sighed and bitterly snapped, "That's what Royce promised and I believed him! Look where that got me!"

Emmett took both of Rosalie's hands in his own, "Rosalie, you are my wife, my best friend, and my angel. Without you I'd be dead. Any other girl would have just left me to die. You took a chance and saved my life. I will never ever walk away from you."

Rosalie gasped; "That's what you said the night we got married. Do you really mean it Emmett?"

Emmett laughed without humor, "Cross my heart, Rose, cross my heart. If this heart could beat it would only beat for one woman. I love you, Rosalie."

Rosalie snuggled deep into Emmett's chest. It had been a long time since she had ever felt so safe and loved. Now more then ever she was grateful that she and Emmett found each other.