I'm so sorry I haven't updated anything. My Dog, Belle, died two weeks ago and I've started 6th form. I've been really busy. But I had this idea, I hope it's original, and just had to write it. Remember, I own nothing at all, except maybe the plot. I hope you enjoy it :)
Chapter One
The Death of Rosalie Hale
Rosalie Hale dashed around the house, her dress fanning behind her. "Mother! Where's my purse?" She called, hurrying into the drawing room.
A tall blonde woman smiled at her daughter. "In your room, Darling." She reminded her. Rosalie grinned back. "Thank you, Mother." She dashed off towards her room, ignoring her Mother's amused chuckle.
A young girl watched from across the hall as her mother ran into her room. "Mommy!" She called quietly. Rosalie spun round to face the child. "What is it, Isabella?" She snapped. "Can you play with me?" Isabella Hale asked, her brown eyes shining.
Rosalie rolled her eyes in annoyance. "No. I'm going out." She hissed, spinning on her heel and glaring at the little girl. Her mistake.
The Twenty year old woman finally found her purse and ran out of the room, leaving her daughter alone. "Goodbye, Mommy." She whispered.
Rosalie was wandering back from her friend's house after spending time with her and her family. It made her long for a child with her husband to be. It suddenly struck her as she realised she already had a child. She smiled slightly. It was then she vowed to spend time with and be a real mother to Isabella.
She was snapped out of her thoughts by the drunk yelling of several men. Rosalie spun round to see Royce stumbling his way over to her with his friends, all as drunk as he. "There she is! My beautiful Fiancée! Spread her legs for anyone, won't you Sweetheart!" Royce called.
It was all over before Rosalie could blink and all her brain could register was the blinding agony. The edges of her sight blurred and started to go black.
A figure loomed over her and she flinched away, groaning in pain as she did so. "Shh, calm down. I can help you." The figure whispered. He leaned down and gently bit her neck.
Fire spread throughout her body. Rosalie let out a strangled scream and the figure scooped her up into his arms. "Shh, it'll be over soon." He soothed. The last thought that went through Rosalie's mind was of her innocent daughter, Bella.
Bella trembled in fear as her nightmare plagued her young thoughts. She bit her lip and her huge eyes shifted to the door. She argued with herself before climbing out of bed and padding over to her mother's room. She pushed open the door and climbed into the bed.
Rosalie's scent surrounded her and comforted the small child. Breathing in the soft smell of Rosalie, Bella drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
Amelia Hale sat in the drawing room, anxiously awaiting the return of her daughter. There was a knock on the door and Amelia hurried to it. Victor, her husband, followed at a more reasonable pace. Amelia pushed a servant out of the way and wrenched open the door.
Doctor Cullen stood on their doorstep, his face sullen. "Doctor?" Amelia gasped. Carlisle bowed his head in remorse. "I am very sorry, Madam. Rosalie was found in an alley a couple of hours ago. I tried to save her, but I couldn't. I am truly sorry for your loss."
Amelia let out a heart breaking cry and sank to the floor. Victor knelt down beside her and rocked her gently, whispering words of comfort to his wife as if she were a small child.
Victor thanked the Doctor before closing the door and lying his wife on the sofa. "We have to tell Isabella." Amelia whispered, tears streaming down her face. "Let me. You rest, Love." Victor smiled. Amelia nodded and stared blankly at the wall.
Victor opened the door to Bella's room to find it empty. Worry ceased him. Unlike his wife and daughter, Victor actually loved Bella as if she were his own daughter, not his grandchild.
Turning, Victor hurried into Rosalie's room as he prepared to check every room in the house. A small lump caught his eye and he approached the bed.
Bella lay curled up in the covers, her chocolate curls fanned out on the pillow behind her. "Bella. Bells?" Victor whispered, shaking the small girl awake. "Grandpa?" Bella asked. "Bella, there is some bad news I need to tell you."
Bella looked at her grandfather questioningly and Victor's heart broke. "Bells, your mother was hurt. Someone found her two hours ago." He began. Bella's eyes grew worried. "Is she okay?" She asked shyly. Victor sighed and moved the girl into his lap. Rosalie never deserved her.
"Isabella. Your mother has gone to a better place now. To be with God, in heaven." Victor told the child. Bella's face became sad. "Will I ever see her again?" She asked. Victor shook his head and a tear fell down Bella's face, followed by another and another.
Victor held the little girl close. All her life she was pushed away by her mother, viewed as a mistake, yet she still loved her. Now her mother was dead.
Please Read and Review. I hope you liked it and Chapters 2, 3 and 4 will be up tonight.