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WARNING - BRIEF rape scene.

Full Summary :- All Human. Rosalie Hale has got everything - popularity, looks, brains. Then one night it all changes… She gets beaten and raped. The police are determined to find out who could hurt poor, lovable Rose. After a series of clues, it all points to the one person - Edward Masen. How can Edward convince everyone that he didn't do it when everyone believes he did? Add to the mix Rose's cousin, Bella, comes to town and instantly hates the guy who supposedly raped her best friend and cousin whereas Edward finds himself in love for her. Will Edward be able to show everyone - and especially Bella - that he's really a good guy before it's too late?

That night he caged her.
Bruised and broke her.
He struggled closer.
Then he stole her.
Violet wrists and then her ankles.
Silent Pain.
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.
Meg & Dia - Monster

I'm NOT A Monster!
Prologue
RPOV

That fateful night. I will never forget it, for as long as I live. I was meeting some friends to see a film that was just released in Port Angeles. It was Winter at the time so the days were shorter, the darkness longer. It was only half past seven but the sky made it look more like it ten or eleven.

That's when it happened.

I was running late so I took a short cut I knew. I rushed into an alleyway that would lead to my desired path. It was empty, but I wasn't scared. I never scared easily then. I was stupid.

One second I was alone and then suddenly I wasn't. I turned to look behind me; there was a hooded guy there. I couldn't see his face. He had gloves on, I remember. He wasn't wearing anything too conspicuous. He was quite tall, I think.

I quickened my pace and looked past the hooded figure. I wasn't frightened, at least not yet. I just thought he was some gangster who thought he was tougher than he really was.

Alice and I had just had a sleepover and we had been watching a few horror movies. Maybe that was what was making me nervous in this deserted alleyway with a hooded stranger. I'm just not the sort of girl that scares easily.

I kept on walking briskly until I heard my name called. I stopped. I turned.

It was that boy again. Stupid hood.

" Do I know you?" I asked sharply, not wanting to play games with the likes of him.

" Not really, at least not yet," I could hear the smirk in his voice though I couldn't see it.

He touched my arm. I flinched away. Now I was getting annoyed. Who the hell did he think he was? "What do you mean?" I asked loudly.

He didn't answer and this time he forcibly wrapped his hand around my arm and held it tight. He pulled me towards him and slapped me hard with his spare hand. My head reeled and I stepped back from the force of it. Before I even had time to think he put his hand over my mouth and dragged me towards an abandoned shed. If you could even call it that. I was dizzy. I was shocked. By the time it had registered in my head what he had just did, I fought to release his grasp on me. I kicked, I punched. I even bit him. Trying to get away.

He was hurting me, kicking me, beating me.

I was scared. I was hurt. Why was this happening to me? What had I done to him?

And then he banged my head against the wall. I felt warm blood emerge from my head. I blacked out for a moment. Then, I was terrified.

He was whispering foul, crude words to me. He was going to rape me and then he would kill me. I had never been as terrified as I was that moment. Why did this have to happen to me? This only happened in the movies or to other girls. Girls who lived in the big cities like Seattle, girls who weren't me. I was what you would call the Queen Bee of Forks, the Alpha female. I was the most beautiful girl, everyone loved me, even other people's parents loved me! All the girls envied me. I was Emmett's girlfriend. Their parents would always say 'Why can't you be more like Rosalie Hale?'. I had - to put it simply - everything.

Not once did I see his face, I could only hear his voice. It was pitch black in here. I couldn't see a thing. There was a very small window and it was a full moon. For one second, I could see his outline. He had his hood down. I still couldn't see his face but I could see that his hair was messy.

I was sobbing now. He was ripping off my clothes. I tried to scream but he still had a hand over my mouth.

" Remember that time a couple of years back when you and your friends thought it would be hilarious to frame Mr. Weston to make it look like he was getting together with Jamie Adams. Do you remember feeling so bad when he was fired and arrested?" he snarled at me. He sounded so angry, I knew he was furious enough to kill me and that terrified me.

'How did he know about that?' I thought, panicked. No one knew about that except the 10 of us. We had all solemnly sworn that we would never tell anyone what had come to pass.

He found my mouth with his own and thrust his filthy tongue in while he finished clawing at my underwear. I could feel him on top of me, his excitement was obvious. And then he was in me.

I was in absolute torture. It hurt so bad. I screamed so loud that I was surprised that people couldn't hear me from China, even with his hand/mouth (it varied) on my mouth. Once he was finished, he hit me again. I blacked out after that.

I was going to die. I knew it but by now I welcomed it. I wouldn't feel any pain anymore then. I wasn't ready to die, I wanted to live but I was in so much pain that I forgot that I wanted to live.

Goodbye Emmett. Goodbye to my best friend, Alice. Goodbye to my favourite cousin - and my other best friend - Bella. Goodbye to my parents. Goodbye to my car. Goodbye to all my other friends. Goodbye to my school. Goodbye to everyone. Goodbye to everything. I love you all.

E.A.M.C.E.A.M.C.E.A.M.C.

I was between worlds now - half-conscious of my surroundings. That thing was long gone now.

I could hear shouting distantly. They were yelling my name. I could hear the panic there in their voices, they sounded familiar. I could hear someone sobbing. I was cradled into someone's chest, in their arms. I wanted to tell them I was alright, I wanted to be able to hug them.

I wanted to live. I wanted to hug my friends. I wanted to cuddle up to my twin brother. I wanted to cry. I wanted to kiss Emmett one last time. I wanted to grow up and get married, hopefully to Emmett. Have kids. Become a top car mechanic. I wanted to have grandchildren. I wanted to live a long life, this night a distant memory. I wanted to die an old, old woman warm in her bed cuddled up to her husband.

I didn't want to die here. Not now.

Should I continue? Good, bad? Don't worry, it will get much better (I hope) as it goes on. Please review! I know it's really short but it is a prologue but they will get way longer. I'm really into this story atm so I'm hoping that you think I should continue this story as well lol

This is a way different story from my other ones but I really like it, so far. lol For readers of my other stories, sorry updates are so slow - I'm just finding it very difficult to update. The words aren't coming and I can't stop thinking of this story so I decided to write this. I'm just over half way through in TBYNH and I have started the next chapter of AVOL but I want to research some stuff before writing anymore. I want to keep AVOL as realistic as possible but I'm sure it won't be, even if I spend hours trying to research it lol.

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