Drabble. AU. Twilight/Teen Wolf.

Summary: When the Hale siblings were born, two of them inherited the lycanthropy. The little one, Rosalie, was born like a normal human but when she had the age to take the bite, she didn't want it. But when she was going to die, her siblings were not fast enough to save her, Carlisle was. They saw how their sister was turned into one of their mortal enemies.

Important notes!

1. This is a fic I wrote a long time ago, so it doesn't follow the canon of the 3rd season of Teen Wolf (so please, don't bother in coment anything about it. It's an AU so everything can happen, thx). and

2. English isnt my first language, so... any mistakes I did please tell me. I'm trying to improve my english habilities, so I translated my fic just with that in mind. Thank you for your reading, I hope you enjoy it.
((More notes in the end))

..::Who are you? (You are a stranger here, why have you come?)::..

"Well?", Carlisle asked when Rosalie was entering into his office after she arrived of one of her annual trips. Each time she was back of one of them she looked distant, fragil... human.

Rosalie leaned against one of the walls with a sigh that wasn't necessary, and she looked down, like she was defeated. "Is something wrong?," he asked worriying.

She looked up and her eyes showed a vulnerability that wasn't caracteristic of her. In reality, vulnerable was the last word to ever discribe her, and Carlisle was sure that just he and Emmett had come to see that look on her.

"Laura is dead," she said quietly, her voice soft. She lowered his head again and after a few seconds her shoulders began to shake, tears that she would never be able to have were reflected in her face. "I can't cry, Carlisle. It isn't fair that I can't do it even for my own sister."

"I'm so sorry, Kitty," Carlisle said sincerely while hugging her. Although he wasn't empath like Jasper, he still can understand her felings in that moment.

"Derek still doesn't talk to me, after all these years," Rosalie said sinking deeper into her. It wasn't her fault of having been turned into a vampire, it wasn't her fault of being born human.

"I am sorry," Carlisle said again, and this time it wasn't for Laura. He caressed her blonde hair, the only blond between the three siblings. Now two, Carlisle thought with sadness. If at the time he had known more about her, if he had paid more attention, if he had not been so selfish, or if he hadn't loved Edward that much to got him a mate, in those moments Rosalie would be happier.

But he could not change things, so he held her in his arms, letting her shook with spasms of weeping that will never be realized. Because that was all he could do.

A.N. The title is for the song "Who are you, really" by Mikky Ekko. And some parts of it fits perfectly to this AU, you know? And yeah! The inspiration came with the last names of both (Derek and Rosalie) aka Hale. Thank you for reading.

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