(A/N) Hi! This is my first story :) It's co-written with my BFF aka HighHeelsGivesYouABetterView (go and check out her stories btw!!) And I'm 100% Canon Couples, so Jacob and Rosalie is NOT going to happen in this story.
Prologue
"Which color?" Vera gestured to her big nail polish collection.
I eyed the small bottles. "That one," I decided and pointed at the blood red one.
She grinned at me and twisted up the top.
Vera was my best friend since the day we were born. She had always been the one I turned to when my parents fought. Also, it was at her place I stayed when they had their 'make up-period' like this evening. They were on a romantic boat trip after a month of fighting.
Vera always tried to cheer me up and make me forget about it. Or when I needed it, she would listen to my complaining and console me when I cried.
Today was such a day. My parents were so consumed about themselves so they didn't have time to think about me. When they didn't fought, they slept.
Vera's mom stuck in her head. "Rose, dear, you've got phone," she said.
I sighed. I bet it was mom or dad who called to tell me they wouldn't be home tonight.
"She can take it in here," Vera insisted because she had already started to paint my nails.
She pushed the loud speaker button.
"Yeah?"
"Rosalie Hale?" a unfamiliar male voice called.
"Yes, who is this?"
"This is officer Smith-" I frowned. "-I am so sorry, but your parents are dead."
