Confession 6

The Confession of Emmett Hale in the Murder of Esme Cullen

I never stopped loving Esme, my dear, beautiful Esme. Even after marrying her sister Rosalie, I could never stop thinking of Esme, I never got over her. I came to Volturi Vineyards not just because my job was in jeopardy and I needed money, but because I want to divorce Rosalie and marry Esme.
I bought Esme the golden corkscrew as a token of my affection, but she rebuked my gift and told me she would never forgive me for leaving her for her sister. I realized that in spite of my love for Esme, she wasn’t ready, so I accepted that I was stuck with Rosalie, in a lovless marriage. Maybe with time Esme and I could be together again.

I was at the gazebo in the rose garden tonight when I saw my slutty wife, Rosalie, kissing that dirty field hand, Edward Masen. It enraged me, and I wanted both of them dead. I saw the corkscrew that I had given to Esme earlier laying in the grass, and thought it was a sign. I picked it up and slipped it into my pocket.

When Edward and Rosalie left the rose garden, Rosalie went into the house, and I followed Edward into the wine vault and watched him turn off the electricity from the main power switch in the rear of the building. He then meandered down a maze of halls and fiddled with some exposed wiring.
I doubled back to the electrical box, and flipped on the breaker. I heard a sharp crack of electricity, and the lights went dark. I heard Rosalie scream, and suddenly I was standing behind her.
I pulled the corkscrew from my pocket, and slammed it into the side of her neck, a last, deadly screwing for my selfish wife.
She fell to the floor, her blood was everywhere. I jumped back, careful not to get a drop on me.
In a panic I ran back to the house to try to figure out what to do next, when I found all of you gathered here. Imagine my horror when I saw Rosalie, the wife I had just killed, among this group.


Then I realized my terrible mistake. I didn’t know that Esme was in the wine vault, she must have been wandering the halls after hearing Rosalie scream. It was dark, and they look so much alike, especially from the back. I assumed it was Rosalie. I thought I was freeing myself, but instead I killed the only person I’ve ever truly loved.





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