This is my first fan fic ever, so i'd be really glad for your feedback.

I wrote this for the "When We Look In The Mirror, What Do We See?"-Challenge by nadia the demented one

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight


When I look in the mirror...

RosaliePOV

Another Monday morning. Another take at school and acting human. I gently slipped out of Emmet's arms where I spent the last part of the night in comfortable togetherness. I peeled off the sexy blood red baby-doll I recently acquired for such nights with my husband.

I strolled into the adjoining wardrobe; once again glad that Alice and I insisted on having walk-in closets the size of our bedrooms. I wasn't prone to having the same argument with Emmett again that we had when we lived in Denali and his cloth couldn't possibly fit in the small walk-in closet next to mine. Apparently he disliked changing in the guest room. I chose a flouncy knee length skirt and a matching cami.

I went to the bathroom to do my hair and refresh my make-up. I glanced in the mirror above the sink. The most beautiful of all creatures on earth smiled back at me. It was obvious that I didn't really need make-up, but I knew how fond Emmett was of me looking like a princess. I turned around to inspect my backside. The skirt complimented my feminine curves perfectly.

Theoretically it was ridiculous to look myself over, because my body couldn't change. Not in the slightest. I couldn't gain weight, which was something to be glad of. But my body didn't change in any other way as well. A mental image of myself with a soft bump under my cami appeared in front of my eyes. I knew this image just too well. It haunted my sleepless nights and my never ending days.

Carrying Emmett's child would be the fulfilment of all of my dreams and desires. But instead I was stuck. Stuck in my perfect, eighteen-year old body. I glared at myself with hate filled eyes. It was all Royce's fault! Royce and his wannabe friends. Even after all this years I could still remember this faithful night in clear detail. And even though I got my revenge all those years ago, I still hated them with every cell of my being.

I sometimes wished I could go back. Change that one night, that one mistake I had made. If I had only called my father to accompany me back home, nothing of this would ever have happened. By now I would be old and wise, surrounded by my family, my sons and daughters and my grand children. I would have lived a full and happy life, I was sure of that. Of course I would never have met Emmett, but for the sake of my own all-embracing happiness, I would sacrifice everything, even my loving husband, my soul mate.

This was my personal curse of this life. This unlife. I was sure to never find my peace with the fact that I couldn't bear children. I lived in envy of all those humans around me, that could. I hated this life.

I glared at myself in the mirror. I, Rosalie Hale, shouldn't have to envy anyone. A was after all the most gorgeous creature alive. But life was unfair. That I had to learn the hard way. I tore my gaze away from the mirror and walked out into my unending existence.