Hello, my lovelies! So here it is, A Rose, A Swan, and a Cowboy Hat, the full story.
Now just so no one gets confused, this story does start at the beginning of their relationship. Not where the one-shot began. The first two chapters are more of prologues, the real story starts on chapter 3.
I am planning on updating on Mondays and possibly Thursdays. The story is completed, but I only have through chapter 8 back from my beta and prereaders.
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Now thank you to my beautiful, wonderful, amazing preareaders, Frankielynn and Twaggie, and beta's AJasperforMe and Britt01. Thank you for fixing all my dumb mistakes and dealing with my freak outs. You ladies are the best!
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Chapter 1: Bella/Rosalie
2001
"So Bella, do you want to go out with me Friday night?"
"What?" Bella looked over at Mike distractedly. "What did you say?"
"Um…I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me? We could go see a movie? Or maybe to dinner?" He looked over at her nervously.
Bella didn't know what to say. Many of the boys in school had asked her out, which was completely new for her, she'd never been asked out before moving to Forks, but she always reacted the same by stumbling over her words and never knowing how to let them down gently. "Oh, um. I'll have to see what my dad has going on first. Can I talk to you tomorrow?" She felt guilty at the hint of disappointment that fell across his face before he perked up again.
"Sure, that'll be good. Maybe we can…" Mike's words were cut off by a catcall coming from down the hallway. They both turned to look for the source, seeing Rosalie Hale and Royce King walking down the hall with a trail of cheerleaders and football players following behind.
Bella instantly stiffened. She knew whatever was about to happen was not going to be good. Looking over Royce, taking in his football jersey and jeans, Bella never understood what every girl saw in him. Between his over greasy hair, sleazy face, and even sleazier personality, she couldn't stand him. Her eyes wandered over to Rosalie. They locked eyes for a moment before Rosalie looked away. She looked down at Rosalie's cheerleading uniform, taking in the way it stretched over her perfect body.
Bella felt the attraction to Rosalie flare but never understood it. She didn't know why she felt this way towards Rosalie, so she ignored it as best she could.
"Bella!" Bella was brought out of her thoughts by the voice calling her name. She looked over and noticed Rosalie staring up at Royce in disbelief.
"Yeah?" Bella was confused. She didn't understand what Royce King wanted to do with her. Why would he even want to talk to her?
Royce ignored the death stare that Rosalie was shooting his way and continued to walk toward Bella. "How's it going?" he said, simultaneously doing the little wink/nod that boys seem to think is so sexy.
Bella fought the urge to roll her eyes before answering. "It's going fine. Why?"
"Why are you talking to her Royce? What is going on? Let's go." Rosalie grabbed at Royce's arm pulling him away from Bella and down the hall.
Bella watched as Rosalie shot her an evil glare before turning the corner. Bella grabbed her bag and started walking with Mike to her next class.
As she turned the corner right outside the classroom door, a very angry looking Rosalie shoved her into the locker. "Stay away from him, you little bitch." She said in a harsh whisper.
"I'm not going anywhere near him. I don't know why he was talking to me. I've never even spoken to him besides the occasional 'hi' every now and then. You can relax. I don't want your man." Bella snorted a little. If Rosalie only knew it wasn't Royce she wanted, but Rosalie herself.
Rosalie could feel herself being pulled down the hall away from Bella by her friend, Irina. She wanted to break away from the hands pulling her. She wanted to go back to Bella, to tell her she didn't care about Royce, tell her that she wanted Bella to like her instead. Rosalie felt the strange attraction to Bella Swan from the moment she saw her on Bella's first day. It was definitely new that she felt such a draw to another girl and it freaked her out, but she couldn't deny it.
"What was that all about, Rose?" Irina's annoying nasally voice shattered its way through Rosalie's thoughts and brought her out of her Bella fantasies.
"She was hitting on Royce. I had to stake my claim."
"From what I hear, it was Royce that was hitting on her."
Rosalie turned an icy glare to Irina. "Then she must have done something to provoke it."
"Why do you always overreact when it comes to that girl? It doesn't make sense."
Rosalie didn't have an answer, not one she was willing to tell everyone anyway. She stayed quiet, checking her make-up in the mirror quickly before walking out of the bathroom and heading back to class.
~~~R,S,CH~~~
For four years, Bella and Rosalie fought each other on everything. Rose thought Bella was an outcast, but couldn't understand why she got the attention from all the boys. Bella couldn't understand why Rosalie would act like she didn't have a brain just to get a guy. What neither expected nor understood, was the attraction that they held for each other. Neither ever spoke a word about it to anyone, including each other, but they both knew it was there. Though they were both still attracted to boys, they couldn't deny that there was something between them.
When they made it to their senior year of high school, they were assigned a class project together in which they had to work closely for the better part of the semester. Rosalie fought with the teacher about switching partners, but to no avail; she was stuck. Bella expected to have to do all the work, so while Rosalie whined, Bella got started. She had a good chunk of research done when Rosalie finally gave in and decided to participate.
Over the next five months, Bella and Rosalie were thrown into each other's worlds. They were in close contact whenever Rosalie wasn't cheerleading or Bella wasn't at some competition. One night, they were at Rosalie's house putting the finishing touches on the report. Bella was sitting at the desk typing away at her laptop while Rosalie was lying on her bed huffing and sighing loudly.
"What is your problem?" A frustrated Bella finally asked.
Rosalie looked over at her with deadly glare. She got up off the bed and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
Bella turned back to the laptop and continued typing. As she finished the paper, typing the final statements, she heard a sniffling come from the bathroom. She quickly saved the document and got up from the desk chair. She walked to the bathroom door and knocked lightly.
"What do you want?" Rosalie yelled.
"Are you ok? Are you crying?"
The door swung open and slammed against the wall, making Bella cringe. Rosalie gave her a deadly glare. "I am not crying. Who the fuck do you think you are?"
Bella stared at her. "I was just trying to help. I know you hate me, but I do care. If you need to talk about anything, I am here for you."
Rosalie's icy glare softened. She looked at Bella then walked over to sit on the bed. "My parents are getting divorced. I don't really care; I never see them anyway." She looked down at her fingernails. "My dad is always with his mistress in Seattle, and my mom does her charity work and travels the world."
Bella walked over and sat down next to Rosalie. She grabbed her hand and held it tightly within her own. "I was little when my parents divorced. I grew up with my parents living on other sides of the country. I'm sorry this is happening to your family, but know that I am here, and I will help you with anything you need."
Feeling braver than ever before, Bella brushed back the golden hair covering Rosalie's face and pushed it behind her ear. She wrapped her hand around Rosalie's back, rubbing her shoulder lightly.
Rosalie curled in to Bella's side. "I don't hate you," she whispered.
"Sure you do. Why are you always such a bitch to me if you don't hate me?"
"I can't tell you that. I don't know how you would react."
"You can tell me anything." Bella looked at her, puzzled.
"I'm not gay."
Bella froze, confused. "Ok. Yeah, I know that. You have a boyfriend. Why are you telling me."
Rosalie looked up into Bella's face. She placed her hands on either side of Bella's face, pulling her close. "I'm a bitch to you because from the moment I saw you four years ago, I've wanted to do this."
Rosalie lightly pressed her lips to Bella's; she felt Bella freeze for a second before responding. Bella's hand found its way to Rosalie's hair, holding her close. Their mouths moved together with soft kisses, learning the feel of each other's lips. Rosalie pulled away first, looking away nervously. Bella grabbed her chin and lifted her face until she could Rosalie's beautiful eyes.
"Please don't hide from me. I have felt the same way since we met." Bella jumped to her feet and walked nervously as she continued to speak.
"I've been so confused! I moved to this new town, and the first person that I am attracted to is not only a girl, which was a first for me let me tell you, but this girl also hates me with a fiery passion. She was the most beautiful person I had ever seen, and she despised me."
Bella felt the tingling behind her eyes that she always did when she thought about Rosalie. She felt the tears pool in her eyes and dreaded for Rosalie to see them.
Bella closed her eyes tightly, trying to rid them of the excess moisture but only succeeded in forcing them over. She felt a hand come up and wipe away the tears. She opened her eyes, looking straight into Rosalie's. She could see the passion, the pain, and the fear. She wanted to take away the pain, erase the fear, and ignite the passion within her. Bella brought her hands up to Rosalie's face, holding on to each other.
"I…I feel the same way but I…" Rosalie said, in a rare show of vulnerability.
"Please don't fear me. Or this. Don't fear us. Do you want to be with me? Do you want to be an 'us'?"
"I don't know. What would we tell our parents? Our friends?" Rosalie looked around nervously.
"Don't worry about that for a moment. Just tell me. Do you want to be with me? Do you want to see where this could go between us?" Bella slid her right hand down and held it over Rosalie's heart, feeling the racing beat that she hoped was for her.
Rosalie looked into Bella's deep, chocolaty eyes, getting lost. "Yes. I want to be with you."
Bella smiled. She felt the tears falling again and brought her lips to Rosalie's quickly. She felt Rosalie's tears mixing with her own between their cheeks as their mouths moved together with soft kisses, learning the feel of each other's lips.
~~~R,S,CH~~~
Over the last few weeks of their senior year, Bella and Rosalie decided to keep their budding relationship a secret. Rosalie broke up with her boyfriend, much to the surprise of everyone in the school, most of all, Royce himself. Bella and Rosalie kept up their iciness with each other while at school, mostly just to avoid questions. Almost every night after school, however, they would go to Rosalie's house to hang out, make out, and get to know each other better.
Rosalie's parents pushed their divorce through rather quickly. By the time graduation rolled around, the papers were signed, and their Forks home was sold. Rosalie had the choice to move to Seattle for the summer or go traveling around Europe with her mother. Bella and Rosalie had discussed the decision in length with each other.
The girls couldn't imagine being apart for so long when they had just started exploring their new relationship, so Rosalie declined the trip to Europe, and stayed in Seattle in her father's barely used apartment. She traveled back to Forks whenever she could, and their summer was filled with stolen weekends and long phone calls.
Bella had been worrying about potential questions from her father regarding her new friendship with Rosalie; luckily he never had paid much attention to her friends. He certainly didn't act like he was suspicious that there might be something even more than friendship, although she didn't think he would have cared that she had a girlfriend rather than a boyfriend.
They had discussed talking to their families but Rosalie was nervous. Her parents were more concerned about how society would see them, than about the happiness of their own daughter. Bella understood and didn't want to put Rosalie in a difficult position. They agreed to tell Charlie or Renee first but the time was never right.
When September rolled around, Bella loaded up her truck, said goodbye to Charlie, and headed off to Seattle. Both girls were excited that they would be staying together in Rosalie's father's apartment for a week before they moved into the dorms.
~~~R,S,CH~~~
The girls spent the week before freshman orientation lounging around and spending as much of their time together as possible. They wanted to have a bit of fun together before the seriousness their college classes would bring.
Their last night before going to get their room assignments, they went out to dinner together and went back to the apartment to watch a movie. The night had been their first real chance to go out and have an actual date. When they got back into the apartment, Bella searched for a few movies while Rosalie went to get them some drinks and munchies for dessert.
Bella picked a variety of movies before going to the bedroom she had been sharing with Rosalie. She started undressing, planning to take a quick shower before crawling in bed to watch the movie. She took off her shoes as she walked in the bedroom door, setting the movies on the bed and removing her jewelry. She pulled down the zipper on her dress and was about to remove the straps when she felt Rose's hands on her shoulders. Rose slid the straps off her shoulders, enjoying the view of Bella's lace bra and panty set before gently turning Bella around.
Bella stared at the floor self-consciously. She had been nervous about this particular step in their relationship; although the girls had talked about sex, their previous physical relationships had been limited to making out with guys while trying to avoid their awkward groping. Together they had done more exploring of each other's bodies but they hadn't gone far enough to be fully naked in front of each other. As much as Bella wanted more, she was still nervous about the next step.
Rosalie lightly pushed Bella's chin up, making her look into her face, whispering. "We don't have to do this."
"I want to. I'm just nervous."
"I am too. We will learn together, ok?"
Bella nodded and started pulling Rosalie closer. She kissed her lips lightly, reaching around to pull the zipper down on Rosalie's dress. She pulled the straps away and watched as the dress fell to the floor. Watching the tanned skin appear inch by inch, Bella became more excited. She could feel her heartbeat pick up, her hands shake slightly, and her skin pebble in anticipation. With a deep breath, Bella reached around and unclasped Rosalie's bra, letting it fall to the floor.
Rosalie stood there watching Bella as she took in her body. Rosalie was rather proud of her magnificent figure, and she prided herself in the upkeep of her perfect form. She saw the desire that worked its way into Bella's eyes feeling her own desire mirror Bella's as she reached around, unclasping Bella's bra as well.
Bella was startled from her fixation on Rosalie's bare body, and she looked up into her face, blushing furiously.
"You are beautiful. Never think that you aren't. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Rosalie pulled Bella's chin up and took possession of her mouth.
They started kissing excitedly, moving their hands over each other's bodies, learning curves, dips, and plains. Rosalie pushed Bella toward the bed and they climbed up together. Bella, gaining confidence, pulled Rosalie to her, kissing her lips and moving down to her throat, licking and sucking.
"Lay down, baby. I want to feel you." Bella straddled Rosalie's waist and started moving further down her body. She explored Rosalie's breasts, licking and kissing every inch before she was done. She kissed the beauty mark that lay right beside Rosalie's belly button, gently tugged on the small curved barbell hanging from the top of Rosalie's navel before dipping her tongue in.
Rosalie's breathing was erratic, her heart pounding, and her pussy clenching. She didn't know where Bella's confidence had come from but she loved it. Wanting to show some attention to her girlfriend, she pulled Bella's head back up and kissed her. She gently pushed Bella over and into the mattress, and straddled her. She began to return the favor, kissing and licking down Bella's chest, paying attention to Bella's breasts and learning her body and reactions. When she reached Bella's panties, she looked up into Bella's face. She could see the love and trust in her eyes, as well as the need and lust. She waited for Bella to give her the ok to remove her last article of clothing. When Bella nodded slightly, Rosalie took no time to hesitate and pulled down the black lace.
Bella couldn't believe she was being worshiped by the woman to whom she had given her heart. She shivered as Rosalie tugged on her panties, pulling them down her hips, over her ass, and exposing her shaved mound. She could feel as they slipped down her thighs, over her knees, down her calves, and finally over each foot. She opened her eyes and looked down her body at Rosalie. She saw wonder and love in Rosalie's eyes and then watched as Rosalie's eyes roamed the newly exposed flesh.
"You are so beautiful, Bella."
Bella sat up and pulled Rosalie towards her, grabbing the waistband of the light blue thong and starting to pull it down her body. She looked at Bella and watched the lustful smirk appear before quickly morphing into a grin of happiness. She laughed lightly before attacking Bella's mouth again. They fell back onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and grabbing hands.
As they rolled so they were side by side, Rosalie moved her hand down Bella's stomach as Bella mirrored her movement. Looking tremulously into each other's eyes they started to explore each other intimately. Bella touched her lightly; feeling Rosalie's little bundle she started lightly circling it. She felt Rosalie start stroking her outer lips before lightly pushing into her opening. They continued kissing as their breaths came faster, switching ministrations back and forth between thrusting fingers and teasing clits. They worked frantically and after only a few minutes they both came with small cries.
"I love you." Bella whispered, as she came down from her high in the arms of her lover.
"I love you too." Rosalie replied, pulling Bella close and drifting off to sleep.
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