Okay, so here's chapter two!! Hope ya'll like it :D

Disclaimer: Not mine...

Previously:

"I'm terribly sorry, I hope you will forgive me," he whispered. Forgive him? For what? I wondered, and then, the fire began.

I screeched in pain, but my cry was cut short by a hard, cold hand covering my mouth. "Shh," the voiced whispered soothingly in my ear. He scooped my up in his strong arms. His icy skin was comforting, through the immense burning in my veins. It was like a cough drop for a sore throat, a perfect kind of cool to ease the pain. I clung tighter to him, sending small amounts of relief throughout my body.

Much to my dismay, he laid me back down, prying my arms from around his neck. "It's fine," he comforted, "I'm getting Esme, she'll be here soon." He said simply. Esme? Who's that? Another scorching pain ripped through my body. I twisted and turned, as if distorting my body would help ease the pain. I could feel my bones cracking and breaking, only adding to my ultimate discomfort.

"I'm here, it'll be okay sweetie," a soft, female voice comforted me. I tried to say something, give her some kind of response, but it just came out as an unusual gurgling and a gulp for air.

She wiped the hair out of my face, in a very comforting motherly gesture. I felt her move me, to where, I don't know. I faintly heard, over my shrill screams, water running. I was moved again, into a frigid bath. It felt so magnificent against my burning flesh, making the pain more bare able.

She began talking to me, a perfect distraction. I mentally grasped onto her voice, concentrating not as much on what she was saying, but just her voice in general, instead of the torture I was currently enduring. From what I heard, she talked about jumping off a cliff for her baby, Carlisle, her husband, and Edward.

One thing she mention kept me confused though...vampires. I had no idea if it was because my screaming had altered my hearing, or if she had actually said that...

I had been out of the bath tub for a while now, and the fair just kept getting worse. Five minutes, or five hours, maybe more. I couldn't tell. It felt as though I had been like this and eternity. I felt something crunch between my flailing limbs. Then a shatter. Realizing it was me, I roared in fury and agony. Then, suddenly as it started, it stopped. I was dead, and I knew it.

I heard voices talking, clear, but as though they were far away at the same time. How strange, maybe they're angles... I thought to myself. My eyes fluttered open as I took in my surroundings. I was in as large, white room, not much was in it, and it looked as thought a tornado had gone through it. The bed beneath me was completely in shreds, and other various items were thrown around, shattered and torn.

I willed my body off of the ground and followed the voices, something you normally wouldn't do. I recognized the owners immediately to be the infamous Cullens. It seemed like they hid from the world, in all of their beautifully mysterious glory. Well, all except for the stunning blond doctor.

"Wh-why...but- how...you?" I stuttered incoherently. I was dead, they couldn't be here now..

Believe it or not, we're here.." The tall, handsome red head spoke. He was leaning nonchalantly against the door frame, hands in his pockets. How did he do that? I didn't say anything.. I thought to myself, looking back and forth between the strangers before me, as if the answers would magically appear on their foreheads. The boy was smiling smugly at me. I glared back.

"It's Rosalie, Rosalie Hale. Am I correct," The one I believed to be Carlisile questioned politely, breaking the tension.

"Umm...Yes, can someone explain what's going on?" I replied.

"Let's go sit down," Esme said, fairly sad, ushering me into their family room. I plopped down on a large, white sofa, and waited for my explination.

"How should I put this.." Carlisile said, more to himself than anyone else, and then he turned to me, "We're not..human, persay. we're-"

"Vampires," the boy said, cutting him off, "Sorry Carlisile, your thoughts told you were struggling for words...It would be faster this way." he explained to Carlisle.

"Thank you, Edward," Carlisle said. Edward, so that was his name..

After hours of questioning, explaining, and just talking, I had "everything" I needed to know.

I was admiring my new, even more stunning (if possible) features in a long mirror. When an aching was in my throat, scratcy and dry. Suddenly, as if on cue, Carlisle walked in. "It's time to go hunting," he said simply, leading the way.

So there it is...was !! Thanks for keeping up with me, and I already have most of the next chapter planned, I should be writing soon :D

Keep reviewing, and stay beautiful,

Fattylumpkins