Authors Note: This is a story written by me and my best friend, Libby! It's kind of on and off for chapters. She's doing odd number chapters and I'm doing even... Except I'm doing the first chapter too since she doesn't want to start it out. Gosh this is going to be hell with me doing 3 stories at a time. I'll try my hardest to update as fast as I can but I have school and stuff... which sucks. Besides, living 13 hours from Libby, its kind of hard to brainstorm together. Oh well... I hope you guys all like the first chapter!

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight... no exceptions. The chapter title is a Rascal Flatts song.

Chapter One - What Hurts The Most

I woke up and looked at my alarm to see it was only six o'clock. I snarled and embraced my covers to my body, refusing to let go of them. After five minutes of going back to sleep I heard my mom yell from downstairs. "Rosalie, are you up yet?" I snarled and buried my head into the pillow. "Roaslie!" She yelled louder this time. I threw my pillow against the door and eventually sat up and streched. The walk to my bathroom seemed longer than it normally did, but I had to get ready. I had a pair of clothes out for what I was going to wear today but I was too tired to change, so I stayed in my pajamas. I applied my make-up carefully to my face and brushed my teeth. The clothes on the counter I crammed into one of my many suitcases and attempted to carry it downstairs. It wasn't that I was weak, but the suitcases weighed a lot with all my clothes and belogings, even though most of my stuff was already loaded.

I started to walk down the stairs as my dad was coming up. "Do you need help carrying them, Rose?" I nodded and handed him one of the suitcases. He thought it was going to be easy to carry but by the look on his face, I could easily tell they were heavy for him too. "What do you have in here anyway? Rocks?" I breifly smiled up at him as we took them into the storage trailer hooked on the back of our car.

My father and I walked back inside to see my mother quickly making breakfast. "Charles, do you think you could-" She looked at me and frowned. "Rosalie, what are you wearing?" I looked down at my outfit and shrugged, not being able to care. "You know how could it's going to be today, I told you that yesterday. Go change out of your shorts and-"

"Mom..." I snarled at her. "As long as we don't live in Antartica and as long as it's the beginning fall, not winter, I think I'll be fine." I said agitated and cranky like I usually was in the mornings.

I could tell my mother wasn't pleased with me as she went back to cooking. My dad opened a cardboard box and was taking the plates and cups out carefully to set the table with. I never was a big fan for eggs and if I had them too much, I felt completely sick but I decided to eat them anyway. After my father was finished, my mother piled some scambeled eggs on my plate with cheese. I gripped my fork and started poking at the food, eating slowly to make sure that I wouldn't get sick off of them. I grabbed the milk carton in the middle of the table and poured it into my glass, taking a sip. I never was a big fan of milk but today was such a lazy morning for me that I didn't feel like walking two feet to the freezer and getting a glass of water. I finished half of my plate before I became full and dumped the rest into the garbage can in the garage we were supposed to take out before we left. I went back iside and washed off my plate, then stuck it back into the cardboard box to load it into the car. I waited till my brothers came down and they ate, then I cleaned off their plates for them, too. I gripped the edge of the counter and hopped up as I waited for my mother to get all ready to leave.

The car drive was going to take eleven and a half hours from my wonderful town of Stonehaven to a town named Hayle on the bottom coast of England. Eleven and a half hours of waiting for me to enter my own personal hell. Eleven and a half hours for my butt to become literally numb from sitting in the seat. If you looked on a map, it seemed as if the middle of the town was going to split in half with two lakes on each side. My parents kept telling us it was going to be beautiful there, much more amazing then Stonehaven, but the town's beauty wasn't what I was so worried about.

The trip was probably going to be even more terrible than I imagined it to be since I was stuck with my parents and my two younger brothers in the car for that long. Knowing I was leaving my life behind would also ruin the trip, too. I left my boyfriend, Royce King, along with my best friends Vera, Emily, and Annie. I know that Royce and I weren't ever in the relationship for love, but now there was no more reason to brag about dating him when no one even knew him in the first place. Back at home, or my old home, I was the most popular girl in school and everyone loved me, but I wasn't sure that it was going to stay that way when I moved.

I ran my fingertips through my wavy-blonde hair as I slid into the back seat of the car. My brothers soon slid in behind me and my mom went into the passenger seat as my dad took the wheel. Before my dad started the ignition he looked back at us and said a little too enthusiastic, "You guys ready for the trip?" My youngest brother, Anthony, screemed of happiness as my other brother, Jake, smiled and said "You bet." I leaned my head against the car door and snarled as I looked out the window, taking one last look at our lawn, house, and town. I knew I would never see such a wonderful place again. I could feel my father staring at me for much longer than he should have, waiting for an answer but I refused to look at him so he started the ignition.

I could feel a tear running down my cheek so I quickly wiped it off with my thumb. I already got a headache from the bumpy roads after ten minutes and my stomach was getting queezy. My eyes refused to stay open so I decided I'd keep them shut for a few minutes, but a few minutes led to a few hours and I didn't wake back up till we were already six hours on the road. I rubbed my eyes with the palms of my hands and then streched my arms. "Morning sunshine," I heard my mom say from the front seat. I smiled as she turned around to face me, "Do you want anything to eat or need to go the bathroom?" I nodded my head twice and I laid my head back on the side of the car door. "Charles stop at the next exit, all right?"

"Yes dear," my father cooly said. I already slept so much that I couldn't keep my eyes shut for very long, so I just looked out the window for ten minutes, even though I could feel it making me car sick. When the car stopped I immediately hopped out and streched my arms and legs as my dad went around and filled up on gas. I walked inside and went to the women's bathroom and re-applied my make up that was smeared. I got my hands wet right before I walked out and went to see my two younger brothers waiting for me.

I slid my hands behind my back and grinned devilishly at both of them. "What do you have behind your back?" Anthony asked as they both looked worried.

"Oh... nothing." I pulled my wet hands in front of me and shook my fingers through their hair. "Don't you just hate when you pee all over yourself?" They screamed and I started laughing as I walked over to my parents in the line to get food. "Hey," I said quietly at both of them.

My mother turned around and put her arm around me, very uncomfortably. "What do you want to eat?" She asked.

I shook my head and hooked my thumbs on the edge of my shorts, hoping that it would make it uncomfortable for her arm and she would take it away. "I'm really not hungry, but I'll have a drink or something." She nodded and finally released me from the awkward, one-armed hug. After my parents got their food and went to McDonald's to get my two brothers happy-meals, we went back on the road for the five hours and twenty minutes we had still had left.

I grabbed my phone and looked at the time seeing it was one o'clock. Looking through my contacts I found Vera's number and I dialed it. It was on the second ring she picked up and I heard her scream. "Rose! Are you still in the car?" She asked in one, long breath.

I smiled as she talked and then I looked at my family and at the road. "Yeah, sadly." I held my hand out in front of me and looked at the nail polish and how it shimmered in the sun.

"How much longer do you have to go?" She asked, much more calmy than when she first started to talk.

I held my phone away from me to look at the time. "Oh, about another five hours and ten minutes."

"Another five hours and ten minutes till hell then." Vera stated.

"Yeah, I'm totally looking forward to it," I said sarcastically into the phone as I heard her laugh a bit. "So, what are you doing today?"

"Nothing really. I'm going out with Emily to the mall later."

"Uhh, how I would die to go with you guys. I'll come back and visit soon though, and when I do you better have a good shopping appitite!"

"Rosalie, when don't I?" I laughed and my mother shot a look at me as she pointed to my brothers who were trying to sleep.

"Vera, I have to go. My brother's want to sleep." I looked at both of them and cringed my eyes to show that I was angry, though it didn't help since both of their eyes were shut.

"Oh okay. Just call me back as soon as you can! I miss you Rose!"

"Yeah, I miss you too. Bye." I shut my phone and sighed as I took a book out of the back seat and started to read. I usually wouldn't read but I the fact was, I was beyond boredom. With just my luck, the book was the bible and I laughed before I threw it in the back seat.

My mother looked back at me and gasped. "Rosalie did you just throw a bible?" I grinned as I grabbed the next book that was back there. "Rosalie!" My mother looked like she was ready to punch a child. I buried my head in the book, Of Mice and Men, for the rest of the ride.

When I finished I just stared at the book. "That was... a complete waste of how many hours now?" I frowned and threw the book into the backseat and laid my head against the window. I could hear my mother let out a deep breath but I just looked at the time on my phone again. "You have to be kidding me." I mumbled under my breath. I still had more than two hours to go in the car. I looked towards my brothers who were finally waking up and I decided to call Royce.

"Hello?" He answered loudly, sending a ringing through my left ear.

"Hey hun, have you ever wanted to kill yourself?" I could hear my mother growl in the front seat and she turned back to me.

He started laughing from the other side of the phone. "Oh come on Rose, it can't be that bad. It's only a ten hour car drive, right?"

My mother smiled as she looked at the phone and then at me. "Hunny, is that Royce?"

I put my hand over the speaker. "Yeah, why?" I looked at her confused.

"Oh, I just want to say hi!"

"Allright mom..." I took my hand off the speaker and started to speak again. "Sorry... actually it's an eleven and a half hour car drive. Oh right, my mom wanted to say hi to you, I don't know why though."

My mother and Royce tried to talk at the same time as my mother started to say "I was just being polite, Rose, you don't have to be cranky with me." And Royce started to laugh and then said, "You can tell her I say hi, too."

"Hold on a second, Royce," I mangaged to hiss out of my lips as I put my hand to the speaker again. "Mom I wasn't being cranky with you." My face was now angry at her stupid assumption.

"Yes you were Rosalie, I don't appreciate it. You always take a tone with-"

"Mom!" I screamed. "I'm sorry, okay?" I said more harshly then I intended it. My mother turned around in her seat and stared at the road. After a moment I took my hand away from the speaker and brought it back up to my ear. "Sorry Royce," I said politely.

"It's okay love, so how much longer till you're out of the car?"

I was too lazy to look at my phone to see the time but from what I remembered at the last time I looked, I guessed. "About two hours."

"How about you call me back when you get there then, and we can talk a little more privately." I heard him say seductively from the other end.

I whispered into the other end of the phone, "Oh course, what else would I want to do- I mean talk to?" We both laughed loudly and my father gave me a look to quiet down. "Well, I guess I'll talk to you later."

"Allright, you really are going like Hayle."

I frowned. "Don't hold your breath." I shut the cover of the phone and slid it into my purse in the trunk of the car.

The rest of the drive was longer than the rest as my mother tried to have a converstation with me. It wasn't that I hated my mother, it was just that I couldn't stand her personality. I know she wants what's best for me, deep, deep down. She was trying too hard be attractive at such an old age that she was becoming a slut, even a worse one than Emily. I couldn't stand it and it was getting on my latest nerves. My dad on the otherhand was one of the sweetest guys I ever knew. He was always there for me whenever I need him to be and he understood that I'm a teenage girl and sometimes I just want to be left alone. I was happy when we finally reached the sign that said 'Welcome to Hayle' in big, bold letters. It wasn't necessarily that I was excited for living here, but rather that I was greatful that I would actually be able to feel my ass again. My mother read off the directions to my dad on how to get to our street. When we finally got there, my mouth hung open. The house was large, beautiful, and covered with beautiful tan bricks. The design of the bricks was more beautiful than I ever saw on any other house. I took a single suitcase and dragged it to the front door, waiting to go inside. My dad tossed me the keys and as I opened the door, it was hard not to gasp. The house was more inviting than any other house too, with a beautiful wooden floor and a soft carpet. The walls were shades of light brown, white, and grey; bland colors but it actually made the house look amazing with them. My brothers both ran beside me, up the stairs to call the bedrooms. "Come back you little tweeps!" I shouted as I ran up the stairs.

I was too late when I got up there for they already chose their rooms. I snarled at both of them and they locked their doors so I couldn't get them. I walked back downstairs and found my dad bringing in boxes to the refurbished kitchen. "Dad, what room is mine?"

He smiled. "Your room is in the basement dear." My face immediately frowned and I dragged my bag downstairs. At first I was sad about it, but then I actually got to the room. It was beautiful and large with doors to the beach at the back of our house. I almost screamed in happiness as I fell down backwards on the bed.

I quickly ran upstairs and into my dad's arms, embracing him with a hug. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you..." I kept saying over and over. He started laughing and kissed my forehead as he whispered "You're welcome," in my ear. It took about three hours to distribute the boxes to their correct rooms but everyone was so tired that we all decided we would just un-pack tomorrow. I went downstairs and grabbed my phone as I opened the door to the beach and walked outside. My toes sunk into the sand and I shut my eyes as I layed down and looked up at the moon. I dialed Royce's number and put my phone to my ear.

"Hey Rose!" He said.

I took in a deep breath of air. "Hey Royce." I said, using the only amount of energy I had left.

"You sound tired. You should goto sleep, hun. You've had a long day."

I sighed as I pressed my fingertips into the golden sand. "I know, but I don't feel like going inside."

"Where are you anyway this late?"

I bent my knees so my feet laid flat against the sand. "I'm just on the beach."

"Oh." He said softly. "Will you do me a favor?"

I smiled as I brought one of my hands up and twisted a strand of hair in my fingers. "Depends." I said without any emotion in my voice.

"Go to sleep." I snarled. "For me, please Rose?"

I didn't respond for a few moments before I sighed. "Fine." I mumbled.

"Thanks." I didn't respond as I sat up on the sand and eventually stood up, swiping the sand off of my pajamas that I was still wearing. "I love you."

"I love you, too." The words fell off my tounge easily since I said them so much before. I knew as I said the three words too, that I hadn't really and truley loved the guys at all. Now, I wasn't even sure if I was supposed to love anybody at all in the first place. The phone started to beep after he hung up and I shut mine as I slowly walked inside. I lied down on my mattress, feeling complete relaxation before I drifted off to my dreams.

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