Well this is it! My first all human story, I hope you all like it. I never thought i would write one of these but here it is. I think its a good idea but if you find something wrong with it tell me because i have never read an all human story so yeah lol I hope its good and just so you all know this is like the opening i promise the chapters will get longer!

Every thing was perfect, I had more money than I knew what to do with, I was on the honor society in my high school. My parents gave me anything I wanted I had complete freedom to do what I wanted. All of my friends wanted to be me, I had the best car, I had the most perfect boyfriend in the world. However most important of all were my looks, I was the most beautiful girl in all of New York, my friends wanted to be me, other girls hated me but still wanted to be me and all the guys wanted me. I loved my life and I loved Rosalie Hale, me.

Royce King was the standard of godlike, and he was mine. He treated me like I should have been treated. At random times he would bring me roses or expensive jewelry and other things. Once I asked him why he bought me all these things and his reply was "If someone is going to be with me, they have to be perfect." and I was. He always told me how beautiful I was, you could practically feel the jealousy radiating off his friends when they saw me with him. I didn't mind it at all, I wanted people to want me, I thrived on it actually.

It was my father that introduced us actually, my father was a banker, in fact he was probably the richest banker in all of New York. My families money was nothing compared to the riches the King's had. They were the richest family here, and my father who's greed was unbelievable, saw there collage bound son as my perfect match. When my parents first introduced us it was almost love at first sight. He was handsome, he was tall, handsome and rich.

After a week we were dating, all my friends were so shocked and so jealous it was beautiful. There was no describing the high I felt due simply to there jealousy. My parents were thrilled when we first announced it, and the more we were together the more excited they became. With in three months he asked me to marry him… and due to my foolishness I agreed.

When he purposed it was perfect. It was at a public event for the bank in honor of 50 years in business. Anyone important in New York was invited, all of his family and all of mine I cared about. Royce took me around showing me to all of his friends and people who knew his father. I was already the perfect little trophy wife, just as I was suppose to be. We were dancing and as soon as the music ended he was on one knee with the most beautiful ring I had ever seen.

Though I was deeply in love, something was always off when I was with him. I saw the happiness of my friends when they were with there boyfriends and it was never like that with Royce. I mean when we were in public it was a must but it was always forced, when we were alone he wanted nothing to do with me. If I tried to hug him his response was to push me away. It never felt right in his arms something was always wrong always.

I should have known better than to walk home that night… my friends told me they had a bad feeling about me walking home alone, they all offered to drive me, but of course I knew better. It was a cold night, I was starting to think twice on my decision the moment I stepped outside but I couldn't let them see that. Snow was already on the ground and it was still falling. I wrapped my jacket around my body to stop the cold winter air but it didn't work. I heard noise in an ally as I walked by but I thought it was cats… how stupid.

As I walked closer I could tell it wasn't animals due to the voices I heard. I hurriedly walked by hoping to go unnoticed when I heard some one calling my name.

"Oh my darling Rosalie what are you doing out here all alone!" I stopped, it was Royce. His friends were with him as they stumbled over to me. They were all drunk. I could smell the alcohol as they all looked at me.

"She is a beauty Royce, what's she like in bed?" I gasped as one of his friends grabbed my arm.

I wasn't sure what to do, I wanted to run but I didn't want to seem foolish and embarrass Royce I knew he would never forgive me. "Come to think of it I don't know." Royce grabbed my arms tightly I gasped from the pain that suddenly shot through my arms. He pulled me in a kiss. I tried to push him away but I wasn't strong enough. His kiss was hard and full of lust, the rougher his kiss got the tighter his grip on my hands got. I could hear his friends laughing as I struggled unsuccessfully. Soon I felt there hands on my back unzipping my dress, I screamed only to be struck across the face. As soon as his fist made contact I felt the blood run down my face. His hands were shoved under my shirt as he touched me and let his friends do the same. The last thing I remember from that night was his voice saying, "Just take it Rose, I know you'll like it."

I was horrified when I awoke in the morning, I was in the hospital. The nurse told me Royce had brought me in but had no clue what had happened to me. They asked if I remembered anything, and of course I said no. The feeling of letting him down was still with me and as crazy as it sounded I couldn't get over it. When I was let out of the hospital Royce was gone.

Over the next months I didn't talk to anyone, all I could think about was that night. He even took me to the hospital, it was horrible, I had to live with the thought of him touching me and acting sweet after what he did to me. All to soon I became aware of something, my stomach. My mother was the one who insisted that I take that dreaded test, but I did it. The results came and my heart was gone. I was pregnant with the child of Royce King.

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