garden of love • emmett and rosalie

8 | the flower of memories

A sigh escaped Alessandra's lips as she knocked on the glass door, her heart racing from within her chest. She couldn't believe she was going to do this. The other night she had a call with her best friend, Seb, and she told him everything. And she means everything.

~~FLASHBACK~~

"Hey Seb," Alessandra greeted into the phone, a frown on her face as her thoughts raced around her mind, a small headache forming at the back of her head.

"What's wrong?" Alessandra felt a small smile grow on her face as she heard the concern and worry from her best friend, someone who knows when she's down.

"Honestly?"

"Honestly." He replied.

"Well, I've found my mates who are Rosalie and Emmett Cullen." Alessandra heard him place down his pen as he realised where she was going with this.

"And you don't know whether to accept them or not." He finished. Alessandra sighed, sitting down on her white couch.

"Yeah."

"Well, I would give them a chance, and I know you#ve suffered, but they are your soul mate, they would never hurt you. Never in a million years." He said, tapping his pen on the desk.

"But what if they do."

"They won't because if they do, they hurt themselves too and they love you. You three are meant to be. And nothing will change that." For the third time today, Alessandra let out another sigh but nodded in understanding.

"Thank you, Seb. I'm gonna talk to them later." She told him, and he nodded.

"I'm glad I could help."

"I love you, Seb," She said into the phone, and she heard him chuckle a bit.

"I love you too, Ales."

~~FLASHBACK END~

Trying to calm down her racing heart, Alessandra inhaled deeply as she didn't want them to hear how nervous she was which was useless because they were vampires. They obviously could listen to it.

"Alessandra?" The said girl smiled weakly as she faced Rosalie, who opened the door. A spark of hope lit in her eyes as she smiled softly.

"Hi. Can I talk to you? And Emmett." She asked, and the blonde nodded, opening the door wider for her mate to come in. "Thanks." Rosalie led her up the stairs, down the hall and into a room which was occupied by Emmett, who was watching TV.

"Emmett," Rosalie said, clearing her throat. He rolled his eyes and looked up, jumping a bit when he saw his mate.

"A-Alessandra." The brunette giggled slightly as she saw him use his speed to fix their room that was covered in clothes and stuff. A small smile tugged on her lips before grabbing his arm, stopping him from cleaning his room.

"You don't have to do that." Alessandra grinned, her my pearly white teeth. He froze before snapping out of his daze and smiling sheepishly. "Anyway, I came here to...um..." For some reason, the brunette couldn't form the words she had been practising all night to say. She bit down on her lip as she looked down at her clasped fingers.

"Yes?" They pressed on, eager to find out what their mate wanted. Hope swelled within their chests.

"I..um..." Alessandra took a deep breath before exhaling it all. "I want to accept our bond," She said, cringing slightly on how that sounded. They understood what she meant and grabbed her into a hug, both happy.

"Thank you so much. We promise you won't regret this." Emmett stated, and Rosalie nodded. Alessandra didn't know how long the three stood there in each other embraces, but she knew for a fact that she didn't mind it. Once they released her from their embrace, Emmett went zooming down the stairs to tell the others that Alessandra finally accepted being their mate.

"Can I ask why the sudden change of mind? Not that it's a bad thing." Alessandra smiled before explaining to Rosalie what Seb told her.

"He said to give you a chance, and I didn't want to because I had a boyfriend before. He was my boyfriend for three years, and I loved him deeply, but he broke my heart. I wanted to give him a gift I spent ages working on, but he threw it away like trash, and it broke my heart. After that, I never let anyone in. Only Seb and my other friend." Alessandra explained, looking anywhere but her. She didn't like the memories that came back as she talked about Ryan. All the happy and lovely memories. She felt tears pool in her eyes, and as she shut my eyelids, they fell, running down her rosy pink cheeks.

"It's going to be okay," Rosalie said, her cold arms wrapped around her mate like a blanket. Alessandra snuggled into her chest, enjoying the coldness that waved off her. The door opened, and the brunette felt another pair of arms wrapping around her, bringing her into the chest. The human sighed in content, forgetting about everything else as she stayed in the embraces of her soul mates, the people that were made for Alessandra and only Alessandra.