Twilight's Roses chp 1

Rosalie's Pov

Loation: Rochester, NY

Time: midnight

Year: 2006

It was such a nice night, I was content with it. I had gone to my best friend's, Vera, home. Her boyfriend was there and he had brought his little brother Henry. That's the main reason I had gone tonight. To see Henry. I was enchanted by that little boy. He was a little chubby baby boy no more than a year. He had wonderful brown curls pouring from his head…and the dimples! The boy had dimples that made me melt whenever he would give his ear-piercing giggle. Oh how I wanted to just take him home with me. Vera laughed at my amusement with the little baby, saying that she never met a seventeen year-old like me. I'm sure she hasn't. I, Rosalie Lillian Hale, was many thing beyond ordinary. I have only lived seventeen years on this earth but have had many experiences. My most strong feature, I'm beautiful, for lack of a better word. And I'm well aware of it also. I am the envy of every girl and I love it. Even Vera wishes she was me. My looks are everything that defines me, that's what people think. I believe however, that no matter how much my looks define me, there is something more. Something deep down that is bigger than my beauty.

I have blonde hair, it's long and falls perfectly beside my waist. It's beyond perfection. I'm also tall, my slender figure is not too thin. My favorite asset however are my eyes. They haven't always been though. it's a long story that starts one afternoon when my mother asked me to go get my father from his work…

"Rose, sweetie could you run down to the office" my mother asked my a little too sweet.

"why mother? If you need something from dad just call him, I'm already changed into the dress you laid out for me"

" no, no. He left some important papers and I need you to bring them to him."

I responded by getting up from my seat with a over dramatic sigh and grabbing the papers she was holding out for me.

"Put on that new coat I bought you" My mother told me as I made my way to the door. I grabbed the coat and began to walk to the bank my father worked at. Why I was walking was beyond me. It was cold and my new coat did more for my looks then keeping me warm. The bank isn't far however and it could do the town some good to see my face out and about. That thought struck me as too vain but those thoughts occurred now and again. I reached the front door of the bank and opened it. A slight breeze caught my hair and blew it away from my face as I walked up to the front desk. No one was there so I soon grew impatient and began to ring that little bell put there mostly for decoration. I got many evil glares from the women in the room and also caught the attention of the men that had not noticed me walk in. I heard footsteps walk my way but did not look to see who was approaching, too many people always walked up to me to care.

"Excuse me miss, but I'm guessing your Rosalie Hale" the slick voice said to me in such a way I knew there was an amused smile on his face. I turned to glance at him and was suddenly entranced. He was looking at me with a sly smile and was about the same size as myself. I knew who this man was. He was Royce King and he was one grade ahead a me. A senior. Everybody knew him for he was the richest and most handsome boy in town. "we should be together, it would only be natural" I thought to myself many times when I saw him walk by in the hallways.

I cleared my throat before answering him " Yes, that's me mr…."

"Royce, Royce Kind, my father owns the bank" Yes, he did indeed. At that moment I knew the real reason why my mother sent me here. I was both offended and thankful.

"Well, Royce, I'm looking for my father, do you happen to know where he is?"

"I believe he is in a meeting with mine, I'm waiting for him also. Would you like to wait with me, I would enjoy the company"

So that's just what did. We sat down and talked for about an hour. Right before both our fathers walked out he said to me,

" Rosalie Hale, you have the most captivating eyes, they are like violets."

And with that, the flowers came, both Roses and Violets. And after that, the dates came. We soon became a couple, Royce and I. And no one was surprised. Royce loved me by my side. Now I see it was only to see the envy from the other men who I was not with. Oh how naïve I am. So young and childish. In love with the idea of love. Now I see that all my ignorance has come back around.

Vera didn't want me to walk home alone, but I insisted. It isn't far anyway. That was the biggest mistake ever. I was walking through a short cut when I met Royce and his friends. They were drunk. Royce grabbed me and tore off a coat he had bought me. Then him and his friends…they…abused me. Took me and used me for they own enjoyment. Now here I am. Laying on the ground with a pile a blood surrounding me.

I'm just waiting now. For death to over come me. At this very moment I remember a quote by Giovanni Falcon comes to mind, " He who doesn't fear death dies only once." I have always found that comforting, especially at this very moment. I keep my faith that this pain will all go away and I will die. that's what I'm hoping for at this moment. I close my eyes and wait but I hear hurried footsteps come my way. Someone has found me. I feel pity for whom so ever that is. Having to see me like this. Having to deal with this. I want to laugh because feeling pity for someone else when I'm in such a state is unnatural. I hear a frightened voice on the phone as my life fades into black, the last thing I remember seeing is my little Henry's face.

Note from me: okay guys, this is Twilight if Rose was the Human and Emmett was the vampire. So you can guess Rose isn't really dead yet. I think Emmett will come in either next chapter or the one after that. Thank you angels.

~Hanna