Rosalie Hale.
Yes, you could say she was one of the most beautiful people on the face of this earth. Hell, a lot of people would say it and swear by those words.
People envied her.
But then, people envied Alice too. She was beautiful, in some strange, pixie-like way.
Rosalie was just..
Rosalie.
They had always joked about what the others in the coven, the family, the whatever you wanted to call it.
But, the others had always thought back on what each of them had brought into their next lives when they'd turned.
Edward.
He had brought his annoying, yet also helpful ability to read the minds of those around him, tuning in when it suited himself.
Yes, it was helpful.
It was a skill they'd been helped from in the past.
Alice.
Her gift to forsee things that may be happening in the near future. Yes, it had flaws, but it'd helped.
It had kept Bella alive from James, let them all know what they were planning. There would always be a loophole, but then it was something. It was rare.
It was a gifted skill they needed.
Jasper.
The annoying gift, and once again helpful one of manipulating gift to calm people down when angry, to excite a room full of people when the time was needed. To manipulate your mood to fit what he wanted, or what he needed.
It was helpful. That too, had saved them. Apparently it had stopped Bella from having some sort of mental breakdown last year when she'd set off with Alice and Jasper, not having Edward with her had driven her insane.
But Jasper's talent. It had come in handy.
Carlisle.
His restraint was one thing. A clean record, a clean start into this life. He could hold himself back, so much so that blood didn't bother him. Now that took strength. Something the others all deeply admired in their way of life.
His second trait would be his compassion. He had brought it with him to help living people. Wasn't he the one who spoke the words, "I am happy as long as I can help people..." Well. Now he'd brought that with him, he was doing just that wasn't he?
Esme.
She could love, and with a passion. And that was something. She could never had a biological child, but she loved each of us as her own and it helped us. It made us feel accpeted. We were accepted. She cared deeply for us, that she became our mother. She calmed us down when we needed to, she spoke to us when we were troubled. She was the mother figure, and someone we all looked up to and respected.
Emmett.
His playful demeaner. His childlike attitude. It kept people's spirits up. His strength being another thing.
Sparring against Jasper, that had been close. Emmett had his brute strength, and he was loveable. Behind that defence of muscle, he had too much love.
And it was given to her.
He shared it with Rosalie.. The vanity queen. The envious bitch who saw nothing great about herself.
How did she deserve that?
So then. What did she have?
Her beauty? That wasn't much. Each vampire was stunningly beautiful, unnaturally beautiful, god-like beautiful in their own way.
That wasn't exactly a skill was it? It was natural.
Her vanity?
It again, was no skill. It wasn't anything. She couldn't say she could love anything, for she had despised Bella for a certain amount of time.
Bella.
The one who had threatened their secret by getting too close. The one who Rosalie envied, just for being human.
For having the chance to have a life, to be married and happy, and have her own family.
Now yes, that she envied greatly.
Rosalie had thought back severely over time on what may have happened, if it had been her Edward had wanted.
At the time, they had been only four. Her, Edward, Esme and Carlisle. She was beautiful enough then for him.
Or so she'd thought.
Until he'd spoken about not liking her that way. She wasn't his type.
And Bella was?
Sure, the girl was not plain. She was not ugly.
But she did not compare to Rosalie Hale.
Not many did in their mortal lives.
She had always been the sister to Edward. She'd been offended at first, then the rejection had set in and she'd become insulted.
Over time, it had gradually subsided. She's caught the arrogant cocky nature of Edward and felt herself slightly blessed to not have to deal with that.
Good riddance.
She didn't, want to be with him.
All she had done was queerie it. Don't get it wrong, Rosalie loved Emmett with everything she had. She wouldn't trade him for the world.
He was too good for her in all honesty.
But...
Edward. The one Carlisle had thought would be Esme.
That had not worked out.
Would he ever have loved her? Maybe if she wasn't so perfect? Would he have even tried. What if they'd hit it off some time?
What if he'd fallen in love and it had stayed just the four of them. Until Alice, being the little freak she was, had dragged her and Jasper up along with her and made six.
She knew she'd never have children, but still. She pictured her with Edward, in his arms and laughing and joking, a picture of a perfect family.
Golden haired children with topaz eyes would run, laughing and joking around them, happy. A family.
Something she craved the most.
A child...