Rosalies Child chapter one

rosalies child chapter 21

Emmett's Point of View

My whole body became paralysed as I heard my baby scream and cry, I couldn't move from the spiralling position I had fallen into when doing something I know I will regret for the rest of my life.

I wish I could block out the squealing noise it was making.

I just wanted my wife to be okay.

With that thought I stood up and drew my hands away from my face. Finally looking at the disastrous consequences of my actions.

Bella was leaving the room with my baby under orders from Carlisle.

And my wife was...

I felt a throaty growl erupt from me as I saw her; ripped, broken and maybe...

I ran to her, "Rosalie! Please Rosalie, speak to me!" no answer, her beautiful eyes closed in a somewhat peaceful expression.

I couldn't accept it, as she lay unresponsive I didn't know what to do, I couldn't perform CPR on a vampire, and her body wasn't coming together again, why?

"What's happening," I stammered as I kissed the most precious thing in the world, willing her just to open her eyes.

Kissing her hands, her, nose, her hair, her lips.

Everything.

"I'm not sure Emmett," I heard the pain in Carlisle's voice and I knew that it wasn't even one hundredth of what I was feeling.

He didn't understand, how could he let me do that to her when it was even slightly possible for this to happen.

I stroked her hair; precious blonde locks, she was by far the most beautiful thing in the world; and it's sad that only now I truly come to appreciate it.

She couldn't leave me.

"How Carlisle, how could this happen," I choked on a sob, I don't remember ever crying and now I knew I could go on forever.

Her hands were so perfectly structured, her arms slim and warm.

"I think I know now," he came over, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I resisted the urge to shrug it off in the deep anger I felt boiling up inside me; I refused to except I was losing her.

"You see," he started quietly, the sadness saturating his words, "the cells in her body have been intoxicated and mixed with human cells, the part where she was... separated," a small noise escaped my mouth, strangled and horrible, it was my fault, "was filled with human blood, the organs were working using human cells; I thought that it wouldn't matter." He took a deep breath, guilt now filling his words, "I was wrong. Blame me."

And as suddenly as the anger came it was gone, it left because it was so overwhelmed by the pain and heartbreak that the explanation gave, it just made it so much more real.

I didn't want to believe it.

But now there was solid evidence, reasons, I collapsed to the floor, my knees curling into my chest my nails digging into my skin, so disgusted with myself.

"It's my fault," I managed to mustered, I sort of crawled over to the bed, for the first time in my vampire existence feeling exhaustion, even if it was just my emotions.

I pulled myself up with all the strength that was left in me denial beginning to pour through me again, explanation or not I didn't care.

She wouldn't die FULLSTOP.

I wouldn't let her.

She needed to meet her baby, it's what she wanted, I wished with everything I had it could be me in her position, she deserved to live.