Rosalie's Story


It was 1934; a year after Carlisle had found me dying on the street, after my 'fiancé' and his drunken friends raped me and left me to die. I had a new life now, but one that I did not enter willingly. All I wanted in life is a happily ever after. A life with husband to grow old with, and a child to care for and watch grow up. But the only thing I wanted, I can't have. All I can picture is Vera with her husband and her son Henry, a baby with dimples and curly dark hair. That's that only thing I have ever been jealous of in my life. And I can't have it.

The day had been going unbelievably slow, and by not being able to sleep makes it even longer. I was sitting at my dresser, brushing through my hair, when a sharp burning sensation in my throat started growing. I needed to hunt. And fast. I went to go see if Carlisle was busy so we could go together. The first place I looked was in his study. Which, of course, he was there reading through medical journals that he has read many times before. He was so engrossed in the journal I didn't want to disturb him. So I quietly backed out the door and closed it behind me. As I walked down the stairs, I saw Esme, sitting at the table sketching a design for the living room. She looked so content and happy with what she was doing, that I didn't want to interrupt. Looks like I am hunting alone today. I would have asked Edward, but we don't really get on ever since Carlisle changed me. The main reason why Carlisle changed me was so that Edward wouldn't be so lonely and learn to love me. But that's not quite how it turned out.

I ran to the forest that was just round the back of the house, and keep running till I was deep in the forest. I gave myself over to my senses and let my instincts kick in. I took a deep breath in and caught a scent of elk. Ugh. I had that yesterday; I wanted more of a challenge. I took another deep breath in, and this time caught the scent of a grizzly bear. Mmm, my favourite. I followed the scent to a clearing, and saw the bear up on its hind legs it's back to me. I smelled the air, and smelt human. The bear was attacking a human? I moved round to get a better look. I saw the man on the floor, his arm covering his face protectively. When the bear raised it paw for the final blow that would end the human's life, his arm fell to his side. And that's when I saw him.

The dark curls... the dimples even whilst grimacing in pain. That innocence on his face that seemed so childlike. I couldn't bear to see this man die. Before the bear could move its paw, I moved so fast that I didn't feel my feet move. I grabbed its neck and snapped it. I heard the spine tingling crack before I actually knew what I was doing. The bear fell limb in my arms and I let it fall to the ground. I rushed over to him, and felt his pulse. He was hanging onto his life by a thread. I had to get him to Carlisle and fast. I gently picked him up off the ground and carried him back to Carlisle.