Hey guys! hope you just loooooove my first fanfic! I started off easy, with a fluffy one shot. Note: the rock is from Bree tanner he
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"Emmett!" Edward called my name from the living room. He was sitting on the couch with Bella. Rose was hunting with Alice and Esme, she had only been gone for a few hours, but I was missing her like crazy.
"I think you need to find Rosalie." Panic shot through me at his words.
Seeing (and reading) my panic, Edward quickly backtracked.
"It's just that she killed some guy who looked like Royce, didn't drink from him but I think you should find her, she's pretty cut up"
I was out of the door before he could finish, running at full speed to find my Rose.
I found my angel sitting at the foot of a tree, covered in blood, staring at the mangled corpse a few feet from her.
"I thought he had come back." She whispered. I walked at human speed to her and wrapped her in my arms.
"Rose, you know that could never happen. He's been dead for a long time." I spoke into her hair.
"I know, he was just there, in that poor man's eyes. I can't believe I lost control like that."
"Rosalie, We all make mistakes, we all do things we shouldn't. It just makes you normal, we just need to erase the evidence and go home, and from now on I'll never leave you alone again. And do you know why?"
She looked up at me, smiling.
"Because I love you more than anything on this planet"
I kissed my angel on the forehead
"Come on, let's get rid of this." I slung the body over my shoulder and held Rose with my free arm as we ran towards the nearby Warf. I dived in the black water with rose close behind me. We dived to the bottom and found a huge boulder with algae, garbage and sea stars attached to it. Lifting the rock with one hand I peeked under it. And regretted it. Several crushed bodies were stuffed under the rock and, by the looks of it, had been crushed under it. Not wanting Rose to see this, I quickly stuffed the body under the rock and ground it down. Swimming to shore rose and I started home.
Then, stuffed in a garbage can, a newspaper headline caught my attention.
Local murderer still at large. And next to the headline, was a photo of the guy who rose had killed. Geez, my Rose sure knew how to pick ém. I smiled and hugged my angel tighter, never wanting to let go.
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