Chapter Eighteen
Bella
I was sitting alone in the hotel room feeling like an idiot. Rosalie had spent the last hour telling me about her human life, the reason behind her change, and finding Emmett. Then she'd explained exactly why she'd spent so much time avoiding me.
It turned out that both Edward and Jasper had been right to a certain extent, she was jealous of the future I could have more than my actual humanity, and she had thought I was weak. She told me that I sometimes reminded her of herself, she had never really made her own choices as a human girl, and it had ruined her life, and eventually ended it.
Of course, me being me, I'd ended up crying and Rosalie had thought she'd offended me. Then she'd disappeared. I wouldn't be at all surprised if she'd given up on me and gone back to Forks without me. She poured her heart out, and told me things that must have been incredibly difficult for her to talk about. After all of that, I'd burst into tears when she'd tried to apologise for the way she'd treated me.
If she hadn't run off I'd have explained that I wasn't upset, just happy that we'd finally gotten to know each other like I'd been hoping for so long.
What would I do it she didn't come back? I didn't know where the theatre was, and even if I did I wouldn't dare go there alone, especially not dressed like this. Rose had told me it was opening night so we had to make an effort and she'd loaned me a beautiful dress.
When she'd told me that everyone there tonight would be in formal wear I'd almost faked an illness to avoid going, but she'd looked so excited that I'd agreed. Thankfully, the dress she'd picked wasn't that bad at all, much less fancy than anything Alice would have forced me into anyway. It was very basic but beautiful. A sheath of green silk that fell straight to the floor, held up by thin straps. The best part was that it was long enough to get away with wearing flat shoes.
I stared dejectedly at the door, wishing she'd come back, when someone knocked on it. I hesitated, wondering who could possible need to knock on our door, but eventually decided that I should answer it.
Rosalie was standing on the other side wearing a sheepish smile and holding a huge chocolate sundae. "Sorry." She said offering it to me.
I took it from her and put it down so I could hug her. "I'm sorry, you didn't upset me, I was just so glad that things were cleared up." I laughed, realising we were both as stupid as each other.
She joined in and pushed me back into the room. "Eat your ice-cream, but don't you dare get any on that dress, I didn't bring a spare."
I tucked into my treat thinking about the past week.
Every day since Tuesday morning, flowers had arrived from Edward, and I was sick to death of the smell of them saturating the house. I'd called him again, several times, but he hadn't answered, and when I'd called Kate, she'd told me he was hunting. Every bunch of flowers had come with a single white card with two lines of text that I assumed had been written by the florist. Forgive me. I love you.
The first card had made me feel guilty, but now I was just irritated, I was only calling him in an effort to make him stop the daily deliveries. Nevertheless, he was avoiding me, and I didn't understand that, if he wanted me to forgive him, surely he wanted to talk to me.
Slurping a spoonful of chocolate sauce, I thought of how much Emmett would want to try it. "He's driving me nuts." I said to myself.
"Who is?" Rose laughed applying makeup that she didn't need.
"Emmett. He hasn't given up on pranking me yet. Did he tell you that we put up pictures of him as a medieval lord all over the school?" I waited for her nod. "He loved it; everyone was calling him Lord Cullen! He's been swaggering about the place all week. So I decided to tell Jess that he liked Lauren, I thought she'd follow him around and annoy him, and she did, but I woke up yesterday and he'd filled my room with balled up newspaper! I was waist high! I nearly broke my neck trying to get the bathroom because I couldn't see what was on the floor."
