Hello! How are you today? I hope you're doing great. It's about three thirty in the morning now. But for some reason, I can not fall asleep. So I decided to post this new story! Now the first chapter is just an introduction. It's mainly to just give you a small idea of how everything fell together and then apart. The writing style is a bit different from how the real story will be written. I hope you guys won't mind! If you have any questions, please feel free to ask away. Same goes with comments! Well, I hope you enjoy it!
Please note that the whole story will not be like this first chapter. This is just my introduction. The rest of the chapters will be in Rosalie's POV and maybe even Emmett's.
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Rosalie Lillian Hale was born in Rochester, New York. Her family was middle class and her parents were constantly striving to become richer.
Rosalie was gifted with extreme beauty. Her hair was a silky, golden blonde that cascaded down to the middle of her back. Her porcelain skin was clear of any offending marks. Her body had curves in all the right places. But perhaps the most captivating thing about Rosalie, were her eyes. They were a dark blue, almost violet.
Every man, every age lusted after the young Rosalie. But only one man in particular caught her eye, and that man was Royce King III.
Royce King III was the son of the most rich and powerful family in Rochester. Everyone knew the Kings.
Royce's father owned the bank, which Rosalie's father worked at.
Rosalie in all her pleasant glory, came into the bank to bring her father lunch. Royce was looking to take over his father's bank one day, and was there to learn the ropes.
Royce immediately zoned in on Rosalie as she glided past him to her father's desk. But not without her shooting Royce a breathtaking smile.
Rosalie knew she was beautiful. How could you not when you hear about it all the time? She also knew that Royce fancied her. And she was quite pleased with him as well.
He was quite handsome for the age of sixteen. His pale blond hair was combed neatly to one side, adding to his mature personality. His light blue eyes were bright and alert. And his charming smile made every girl weak in the knees.
How could anyone not be smitten with Royce?
It was as if Royce and Rosalie were destined to be together. Which was why, no one was surprised when Royce began to court Rosalie.
They were flourished with attention and Rosalie enjoyed every moment of it.
They were together for a year, before Rosalie turned sixteen. That night Royce asked her father for her hand in marriage. After getting Rosalie's father's approval, Royce asked her to which she said yes.
Rosalie's mother was ecstatic to say in the least. Rosalie's older brother, Jasper, was not happy about it at all.
Jasper Hale was older than Rosalie by two years, but they looked like they were twins. Both having similar hair and skin color, the two looked almost exactly alike. Except Jasper's eyes were a lighter shade of dark blue.
He had heard many atrocious stories about his soon to be brother-in-law. Although he tried to convince Rosalie many times that Royce was not who he seemed to be, Rosalie was too stubborn to listen.
Instead, Rosalie accused Jasper of being jealous that she had found her true love at such a young age. After that, Jasper bit his tongue to keep from making any negative remarks about her precious Royce.
Royce and Rosalie were married a few months after the engagement. Rosalie Lilian Hale was officially Rosalie Lilian King.
They were happy for the first few years. Everything seemed to be right on track. And when Rosalie told Royce the good news of her pregnancy, she assumed he would be delighted.
Instead, Royce asked Rosalie who she had cheated on him with and began throwing objects around the room. It wasn't until she had started crying and begging him to stop, that he calmed the storm raging inside of him.
He apologized and gave an excuse about too much stress at work. She instantly forgave him, not wanting to upset him again.
Nine months later, Zachary Miles King was born. Rosalie cried as the nurse handed their little boy to her. She cried ever harder when Royce exclaimed that he had never been more proud of her.
As Zachary grew, Royce began to act indifferent towards his wife. Rosalie began wondering if she had anything wrong.
When Zachary was eight months old, Royce oddly enough turned to alcohol. He would come stumbling in at odd hours of the night. Rosalie would question him on why he's been drinking so much, which would escalate into Royce screaming at her. The fights would only pause when Zachary's cries would echo throughout their house.
Rosalie was twenty years old when Zachary turned one.
When Royce came home one night after a few drinks with some buddies, Rosalie was waiting for him. They fought once again, their yelling becoming increasingly louder. Until Royce struck Rosalie across her cheek.
The single blow knocked her down, causing her to slam the back of her head against the coffee table. Rosalie became unconscious for a few minutes, before finally coming to.
Royce was kneeling over her, crying and begging for her forgiveness.
She forgave him and he carried her back to their bedroom, where they fell asleep.
When Rosalie woke up in the morning, she gasped in shock at her reflection in the mirror. She had a bright red mark across her cheek, and the back of her head was throbbing with pain.
She swore to herself that Royce would never hit her again.
And the introduction is finally over! WOOHOO! I hope I didn't bore any of you. I promise once the story gets on a roll, it'll be a lot more interesting. Now remember, if you have any comments or questions, just review and I'll do my best to get back to you ASAP! I hope everyone has an amazing day/night!