Prologue
Everyone's life changes after something major happens, but for me, no it doesn't. Okay I have to say I am slightly following in her footsteps, but he's the one who proposed to me. Who am I you're asking? Well my name is Rosalie Lillian Hale Cullen. But you can just call me Rose.
Chapter 1
I'm sitting on my bed trying to remember all the things that happened these past two years. Well first things first I became an aunt, then Charlie moved out of Forks to go to some FBI training camp thing and Bella and Edward moved into his old house, Alice developed her own clothing line, and Emmett proposed to me.
I walk over to my door and slip out of my room. Alice is waiting out there with my wedding plans in one hand and a stack of Bridal magazines in the other. I don't even question her because I already know that she knew I was heading for that. I follow her down the stairs and we walk into the never used kitchen. She spreads everything out on the table for me and I stare at the picture of the wedding dress I chose. It was a lace beaded bodice gown with cinched taffeta skirt and chapel train with a glimmering tiara attached to the short veil.
"Alice where are Emmett and Jasper," I ask. She glances around to make sure no one is around and pulls herself close to me.
"Well the boys didn't want me to tell you this, but they are going out to rent suits. Edward is going with them, so Bella coming over in about 2 minutes with Renesmee to help us with the wedding plans," Alice whispered to me. I nodded and heard the door open. I jumped out of my chair and walked over to the door.
"Hey Rose. How are the plans going," Bella smiled as Rene pulled her hand.
"Actually very well to my surprise, with the wedding only 3 months away everything is almost set," I said as I picked Rene up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a tight hug. Alice came running in and then stopped. Her eyes got into that blank look they always did when she saw the something. Her mouth quivered and that told me her vision was scary and unclear, as they always are. Bella grabbed Alice's hand and dragged her over to the couch. Alice shook her head and started to cry. I placed Renesmee on the ground and she started to run around as any 3 year old would.
"Al, what happened now," I said to Alice. She looked up from her hands and stared at me.
"I don't know Rose, why can't my past just be clear. I don't understand why it can't be," she says with a slight shakiness in her voice.
"C'mon Al we've been through this before, just calm down," Bella soothes. Alice wiped her eyes and sat criss-crossed on the couch. She closed her eyes and put her hands together like she was praying. She gulped in a huge amount of air and then it puffed out through her nose. She hopped off the couch like nothing just happened and waved her hand so that we could follow her into the kitchen