Title: Intrinsic Fascination
Author: pantheradraconis
Rating: T
Pairing: Bella/Rosalie
Summary: The world is filled with billions of people; a new breath is taken every second. The last breath is taken as well. But the cycle continues, on and on; who would bother noticing when someone doesn't quite fit into this cycle…
Chapter 4: Rainstorms, Earthquakes, And Blackouts
"I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something directed my way by members of the opposite sex. For want of a better word, call it magnetism. Like it or not, it's a kind of power that snares people and reels them in."– Haruki Murakami
At one in the morning, Bella was amazed Angela was squealing with excitement over her news instead of cursing her for the late night phone call. It took them another hour, and a couple of annoyed cautions to quiet down by Bella's father, but the two thought up a perfect date plan.
"Ugh! I don't have anything to wear!" Bella yelled out from within her closet. Angela wasn't entirely sure how her friend had managed to fit her whole body inside the small closet, but she was amused to see Bella's short legs kicking out through a large pile of clothes deemed 'not good enough'. The taller girl pushed her glasses back up her nose and laid down on the twin bed now pushed against Bella's window. She waited patiently while the shorter girl rummaged through her clothes before eventually giving up and laying down opposite her friend. Head to toe, the two girls stared up at the ceiling and sighed in unison. "Do you really think this is a good idea?"
"The date or the girl?" Angela asked with amusement.
Bella whimpered in response and threw her hands over her face. She mumbled something Angela at first couldn't hear, but then deciphered out to be, "I have no idea."
Leaning up on her forearms, Angela looked over her friend. Bella was wearing her favorite pair of light colored jeans, the ones with a small scuff mark over the left knee from when she had tried out skateboarding as a hobby. On top, she had only managed to find a dark purple tank top with a lace design across the right side. If it had been summer, Angela would have said to go as is, but with the Autumn breeze coming from the mountains, long sleeves were a must. She scanned the large pile of clothes bursting out of the closet and eyed a pale lavender button up shirt. It had a small stain on the right cuff from a nosebleed last year.
Angela jumped up, grabbed the shirt and threw it on her friend. She then laid back down with their heads touching and pointed out the window. "You see that?" She pointed at the blue sky and shining sun. "That is what you call a good sign."
Bella sighed, "You're right. You're complete right! So why am I so flustered about all of this?"
"Because you're human and that's what humans do! We fluster! We make mountains of moehills!"
The shorter girl laughed, "Moehills?"
Blushing Angela corrected, "I meant molehills. You know I meant molehills."
Giggling still, Bella finally relented. "I suppose you're right, I'm just worried she won't like the date. I mean, what if Rosalie expects me to take her to some big fancy restaurant in the city? Or something traditional like that? I'm not sure why, but I feel like she's a traditional type of woman."
"If she were so traditional, what on earth would she be doing with someone like you?" It was the wrong thing to say and Angela knew it right after the words left her mouth. Bella tensed up faster than a lobster claw. "I mean look at you!" Angela squeaked out. "You're extraordinary! You're spectacular! You're fascinating!" She leaned in and started tickling her friend, who squirmed and giggled in response. "You're funny, you're smart, and I know I would give anything to go on a date like this."
Sighing, the taller girl stopped her attack and stared down at her friend. "You know, if I didn't know just how much of a dork you really were, I'd probably have a crush on you too!"
Bella stuck her tongue out in response and the two girls laughed and relaxed. They had been friends before either one of them really remembered a time they weren't. They had grown up in a type of companionship that bordered on sisterhood and that bond couldn't be broken. "I think," Angela began. "If you were truly honest with yourself, you would see that Rosalie wants more from you than just an easy one-night-stand."
Bella blushed a deep crimson. "I am not easy!"
"In the hands of Rosalie, I'm pretty sure the Pope would give it up." Angela mused back. "You see, she has that certain type of charm that removes clothes before you even realize she's in the room with you. You see it all the time in Romance novels. The strong silent type with smooth arms and a to-die-for stare. They swoop in from outside of town and woo a girl just by mere sight."
"I don't know what you're talking about." The shorter girl practically whispered. "She's only human."
"Sometimes I wonder." Angela responded.
Bella quirked her head at that not sure if her friend was joking or about to start a rant.
"There's something strange about her and her family. I'm not quite sure what, but there's something off. You know how they can seemingly talk to each other without saying anything? Or how they will be standing next to you one moment and then nowhere to be seen the next?" The taller girl pondered. "And if both Edward and Jasper have supernatural gifts, who is to say Rosalie doesn't as well?" She smiled slyly. "Maybe hers is raw sex appeal."
The shorter girl shoved her friend in the arm, almost tossing her off the bed. "You're getting me all worked up! I'm getting chills just thinking about her." She shivered. "See?!"
"Is that really the time?" Angela questioned, picking up her phone. "You need to get on the road!"
Jumping up off the bed, Bella bounded for the door before turning back. Angela tossed the long-sleeved shirt at her friend and mused, "Don't worry; I know where the door is." Bella smiled broadly before stumbling down the stairs. She threw her sneakers on and grabbed her wallet and keys before hopping out the door (she hadn't gotten one shoe entirely on yet) and heading over to the old truck her father had tuned up for her that morning.
Normally, Bella rode her bike, walked, or got rides everywhere and never really needed a vehicle of her own. She had gotten her license when she turned 16, having taken the test driving the cruiser, but had never bothered to save up for a car. When her dad's friend Billy had given them the Chevy it technically became Bella's, but she didn't find it to be a very easy drive. As she slowly released the clutch, the truck sputtered and died. Groaning, Bella went through the motions of starting up the engine and this time remembered to pumped the clutch twice before shifting into reverse and then again once the truck was turned around and onto the road. The old Chevy groaned and growled the majority of the trip, but the engine kept chugging and Bella found her way through the back-country roads and up the long driveway.
She hopped down off the truck and brushed herself off hoping she didn't reek of diesel. Making her way to the front door, Bella had only knocked once before the door flung open and Alice stood in the entranceway beaming.
"Welcome, Bella!" Alice chimed out. Her voice sounded like a sweet bell or the song of a siren. Bella smiled brightly before getting attacked with a hug. Or she thought it was an attack, but once compared to the next hug from the giant named Emmett, Bella thought Alice's hug was a gentle breeze.
"Hold up." Bella breathed out. "I think I'm losing a lung."
Emmett dropped her at once and apologized a little too genuinely. "Sorry, I got excited."
"Uh, that's okay." Bella blinked, not really sure what to say. This was her first real interaction with Emmett and she still wasn't sure what to make of him. He was so incredibly intimidating and yet he had the biggest, goofiest smile one could imagine. He was like a giant puppy; you didn't know if it was going to bite you or lick you.
Looking around the room, she didn't see Rosalie anywhere, but the living space seemed to be accompanied by everyone else, all staring at her and smiling. "Umm, so yeah. Hi everyone!" She waved, not knowing what to do with her hands.
"So!" Alice sang out. "Here's the plan! You're going to come with me and have chat a little, and then I'll get Rosalie for you." Bella didn't have much of a choice as Alice was already whisking her down the hall and past the piano room. They reached the back balcony and Alice patted a bar stool that Bella didn't remember being there last week. She thought back to the couch in the living room and realized that was different too. Maybe they were still trying to figure out where all the furniture should go.
They both sat and Alice leaned forward over the small table in between them and fluttered her eyelashes. "So, I hear you two are going on a date."
Bella blushed. She felt like she was being interrogated by a father before taking his daughter to the prom. She heard Edward laugh from the other room and decided to try not to think too loudly, however that would work.
"I don't need to know any of the details, I already know she's going to love it so you have nothing to worry about." Bella started to question how Alice would know that Rosalie was going to love their date, when she was cut off. "Don't even bother, I already know. You see, I'm the same as Edward and Jasper only I can tell you the future. Not the whole future or anything crazy like that, but I see what is to come based on people's decisions. I see I'm confusing you; It's like this. I focus in on the people I care most about, like Jasper and Rosalie and the rest. And I try to think to myself, where will this person be in a few hours, or how will they react if I ask them this question, or when will they meet their future spouse, you know, questions like those. And then I go into this sort of trance and focus on the person and can usually see a scene of what is to come, like a movie or gif or sometimes only a picture."
Bella looked into Alice's eyes and wondered if Angela were there, whether she'd believe Alice or not. She thought about it for several seconds but in the end she couldn't think of any reason not to believe the small pixie-girl in front of her. And so, the brunette sighed and nodded.
"Wait, that's it? You believe me?" Alice asked sounding slightly shocked.
Bella laughed, "Why are you so surprised? Aren't you supposed to have already known the answer?"
The shorter girl frowned. "I'm not having nearly as much trouble as the boys, but you are a very hard person to read Ms. Isabella."
The younger girl smiled broadly and declared, "I guess that's why you all must find me so interesting."
Alice quipped, "Well that and the fact that Rosalie won't shut up about you!" She then quickly covered her mouth with her hands, realizing what she had said.
Blushing, Bella whispered, "Really? What does she say?" The younger girl realized that she should probably be questioning Alice more about her seer gift, but whenever the blonde's name came up it was as if all other matters seemed to fade.
Then a voice came from directly over Bella's left shoulder. "Things like, when do we get to be alone together again." The lips of one Rosalie Hale whispered over Bella's ear and made her shiver.
"No, no, no!" Alice whined lightly. "I'm not done yet, shoo!" And before Bella could even turn around, Rosalie was out of sight. She scanned all around her, even leaning back on the stool until she almost fell, but she still couldn't see any retreating sign of the beautiful blonde.
"Where did she? How did she?" Bella tried to question.
"Never mind, that's not important." Alice halfheartedly answered. "At least not right now, we'll get to that. Anyway, we need to talk about you and Rosalie, and your intentions with her."
Bella's thoughts went back to the previous night when Rosalie had to answer that exact question from Edward. She felt herself getting excited at the blonde's answer of seduction, but that wasn't her own reasoning. She thought back to the first time she saw Rosalie and how irritated she was with the blonde. It seemed to be explained away by Jasper's erratic emotions, but there was another strong emotion at the base of that irritation. It was a certain heat, a certain calling, a certain comfort. Yes, that was the right word. Bella found comfort with Rosalie, in an unexplained sense. But how did that translate into intention? Did she just want to cuddle? Bella blushed again.
Maybe there was something else there, a certain need. She needed to have Rosalie around but that seemed silly, she barely even knew the girl. And yet it felt right. When she thought of Rosalie a smile came to her lips. Rosalie made her feel excited and safe and content and...
Edward appeared next to their table and chimed in, "If I may, I believe the word you are looking for is happy." Edward and Bella exchanged a smile. "You see, when you find comfort in something, or in this case someone, it brings about happiness and contentment; and moreover, security and safety."
"Yes," Declared Bella, "Safety. I feel safe when I am with Rosalie; which is strange because of the way she acts sometimes, but I feel it all the same." Bella turned back to Alice. "I intend to make Rosalie happy because she brings me comfort and safety."
Alice beamed at the younger girl and nearly bounced out of her chair. "Where did you ever come from? How did I not see you from miles away?!" Bella didn't know how to reply, so she merely shrugged. "Okay, okay, I'm ready. You are now entrusted with my absolute favorite sister. Go, go on your date and don't worry over any details; I know with the utmost certainty that Rosalie will return with a big fat smile on her face!"
Bella smiled broadly at this and slid down off her chair. She was feeling giddy and lightheaded while she followed Edward down the hall and through the front door. As she stepped outside she saw Rosalie, in all her glory, with her head leaned into Bella's truck. Bella stopped dead in her tracks. What on earth was Rosalie doing? Was she smelling the truck? Did it smell awful? Was she going to refuse to ride in the old Chevy?
Edward laughed lightly and called out, "Hey sis, your chariot awaits."
Rosalie leaned out of the car in slow motion and tossed her shining blonde hair across her shoulder, the sun brightly setting in the background. At least that's how Bella saw it as her jaw dropped open.
The taller girl was wearing dark skinny jeans, that almost appeared black, with a dark grey t-shirt and an army pea-green light coat. The blonde was smiling at Bella, which caused the shorter girl to blush deeply. Edward had to push her forward, or else she was pretty sure she would have stayed rooted to that spot until she became one with the porch.
Bella approached her date and with a sudden amount of confidence, leaned in and kissed Rosalie on the cheek. Moving by momentum alone, she turned to the truck and held the passenger side door open, allowing the blonde to slide into her seat. Bella then smoothly made her way around the truck, opened the door for herself, and promptly tripped up into her own seat. She hissed out in pain as a bruise was already forming on her right shin.
With a slight smirk on her lips, Rosalie asked if the shorter girl was okay, but Bella merely grunted and started the truck up. Not forgetting the clutch, the teenager was able to pull out of the driveway with no issues and make her way back towards town. Rosalie rolled down the window and smiled at the trees flying by. It wasn't until Bella turned right out of Maxfield Rd that Rosalie started to question where they were going.
"It's a surprise." Bella stated matter-of-factly. "That means I can't tell you until we get there."
The truck chugged along Route 101 until Bella slowed and turned down towards Lake Pleasant. Following East Lake Pleasant Rd down to the end, she pulled into a small abandoned opening that overlooked the lake; arriving just as the sun finally set. Bella adjusted the truck many times before finally turning it off and hopping down from the driver's seat. Following the edge of the truck, she found her way to the passenger side, opened the door, and leaned in over Rosalie's lap. The blonde quirked an eyebrow, but didn't say anything as the brunette opened the glove compartment and pulled out a flashlight. She turned the light on, and reaching up with her other hand, held out her palm to help Rosalie out of the truck. The blonde smoothly stepped out of the vehicle and allowed Bella to lead her to the cargo bed.
Opening the hatch with a loud grinding sound, Bella released Rosalie's hand and clamored her way into the open space. She quickly opened up four sleeping bags and littered a few pillows along the edge where the bed met the cab. Rosalie followed Bella into the back of the truck and couldn't help, but smirk at the bed now created.
Clearing her throat, Rosalie questioned, "Are you so sure about your intentions?"
Bella blushed a deep crimson, but continued to rummage through some items near the cab. She pulled out a large box, placed it on the roof of the cab, and reached through the open window. Grunting a few times and flailing her legs, she finally reached the battery sitting behind the passenger seat and pulled herself back into the bed. A few more buttons and the projector snapped on with a brilliant glare. Bella covered her eyes and fell backward, right into Rosalie's lap. The blonde smiled brightly, adjusted her seat just a small amount, and then wrapped her arms around the brunette.
The two stayed that way as the opening of the movie began. Circle of Life boomed out of the small speakers plugged into the projector, and the makeshift screen made out of two sheets hanging from a tree, lit up in a reddish orange color. Rosalie laughed quietly to herself and pulled Bella in so the younger girl's head rested just under her chin.
As the movie progressed, Bella reluctantly pulled herself out of Rosalie's lap and reached behind a small stack of pillows. She pulled out a bag of pre-popped popcorn and a box of milk duds. She handed these two items to Rosalie, who promptly dumped the milk duds directly into the popcorn and took a huge bite of the combined mix. Bella laughed, "I've never even thought to do that before!"
"You would be amazed at the ideas that have passed through my head." Rosalie responded lightly.
Bella reached behind the pillows again and pulled out two waters. "I really had no idea what to bring for snacks. I mean, popcorn was a definite go, and milk duds are my favorite, but I had no idea what you might like." She handed one of the bottles over to Rosalie and settled down next to the girl.
Rosalie noticed the absence of warmth, but figured Bella must want the freedom to eat and drink while watching the movie. "What made you pick The Lion King?"
Blushing, Bella replied, "Well, to be honest, it was one of the only movies I could get uploaded on the projector this morning. You see, I spent most of the time bribing Jake to come out and put up the makeshift screen and even let me borrow the projector in the first place."
The blonde tensed slightly before asking, "And who is Jake?"
The younger girl noticed the change in atmosphere and laughed, "Oh, no, it's nothing like that!" The laugh didn't help the situation, so Bella tried to explain. "Do you know what I bribed him with?"
Pursing her lips, Rosalie merely hmphed in response.
"A play date with Angela." The brunette replied.
Now more confused than jealous, Rosalie questioned, "A play date?"
Bella laughed, "Yeah! Jake has had a puppy-love crush on Angela for years now! It's almost sickening to watch. And the best part? Angela has no idea. I swear, that girl is so blind to her own love life she'd be a surprise guest at her own wedding!"
The blonde looked puzzled with this explanation. "Where is Jake from? Have I met him at school?"
"Oh, no, he goes to school at the Res. Kind of sucks, since we grew up together, but that's how it goes."
Already knowing the answer, Rosalie still hoped it wasn't true. "What Res?"
"Oh right, I forgot you just moved here. The Quileute tribe is just on the coast. We hang out at La Push all the time, it's a gorgeous beach town. I wish I went to school right on the ocean." Bella sighed, not noticing how still Rosalie had gotten. "But that's why I had to offer such a big favor to get him to drive all the way out here and set up the screen." Bella leaned back in her seat and began ranting about La Push and a few of their adventures. "This one guy, Sam and his buddy Paul are always cliff diving over there. Jake says he wants to try it, but I'm not too sure. Have you ever cliff dived?"
Rosalie was off in her mind trying to figure out what to do. If Bella was such good friends with the Quileute tribe, what did that mean for the two of them? Could they have a relationship if it meant making Bella choose? It was then Rosalie realized just what she was thinking. Did she want a relationship with Bella? Was this really more than just a fun fling like she had originally meant it to be? She really needed to talk to Alice, but for right now the blonde realized her companion had stopped talking.
"I'm sorry, what?" She uncharacteristically sputtered.
"Are you ok, Rosalie? You seem to be a million miles away."
"Yes, and no. Can we talk about something else?"
Bella squirmed a little. She was worried she may have been boring her date with silly tales from her youth. "Uh, sure. What would you like to talk about?"
Rosalie pondered this for a moment before asking, "What is your favorite color?"
The younger girl laughed. "Really?"
Pursing her lips, Rosalie nodded.
"Well, okay, my favorite color is green, like the pine trees."
"And your favorite song?"
"I don't have one, not really. At least it changes with every new radio station I find."
"What about your favorite movie?"
"I'm pretty partial to Disney flicks." They both smiled, having almost forgotten about the movie playing in front of them. "But I also really like documentaries and anything about the supernatural."
"Oh really?" Rosalie raised her eyebrow in question. "I didn't have you pegged for a nerd."
"Far from it!" Bella protested. "I just really like when people explain the unexplained. I like having answers."
"Is that why you became such fast friends with my two brothers?" The blonde asked, her tone both parts jealous and interested.
"I guess so, but to be honest I think that was more them then it was me." The younger girl smiled to herself. "They really know how to wedge themselves into someone's life. Especially Edward!"
Rosalie sighed, "Yes, Eddie boy certainly knows how to make himself known."
Smiling, Bella quipped, "Do I sense a bit of jealousy there? Well, no need!" She placed her hand firmly on Rosalie's thigh. "I do believe I have already shown where my interests lie."
The blonde looked down at her thigh in surprise. Bella almost removed her hand, but feeling a certain level of confidence from how well things had been going, she decided to leave it there and turned back to the screen. The two watched the movie into its conclusion snuggled up against one another. Rosalie had leaned down so her head rested on Bella's and wrapped her arms about the younger the girl's arm.
As the credits began to scroll, Rosalie looked down at her companion and realized she had fallen asleep. Thinking back, Rosalie couldn't remember a time anyone had ever fallen asleep on her and she was unsure what the protocol was. It must be nearing 10pm and the blonde didn't know if Bella had a curfew and needed to be home, or if she should simply be allowed to continue to dream. Rosalie watched carefully as the younger girl's eyes fluttered and her body twitched in a way imperceptible to the human eye. Rosalie slowly breathed in Bella who so vulnerably lay against her and wondered for a moments time what the girl was thinking to have left herself in such a situation. But then Rosalie remembered what the girl had said to Alice. It would seem she felt safe in Rosalie's care. This confused the older girl from the moment it was said; she had actually taken advantage of the girl's trust just the night before and had leaned down and nibbled on her neck.
Rosalie looked down at Bella's pulse and saw a small red mark where her teeth had grazed at the girl's thin skin. She pondered why she hadn't taken a bite, why she hadn't tasted the girl who smelled so sweet. Rosalie inhaled deeply, leaned in, and kissed the vulnerable skin softly.
Bella stirred and stretched, before leaning into Rosalie's own neck and kissing the cool skin a few times before realizing what she was doing.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Bella blushed deeply. "I didn't realize what I was doing. I'm so sorry."
"What are you sorry for?" Rosalie purred and leaned in. She took Bella's bottom lip in her own and gently rubbed it between her teeth. She let go only long enough to add, "I have to say I quite liked being roused in that manner."
Bella stuttered. This was the Rosalie she found so difficult to speak around. She hadn't really thought about the difference before, but it was all too obvious now. During the movie, Bella was able to talk to Rosalie like a normal person, but now, all her words, all her confidence, was gone. And she had no idea how to get it back.
"I, uh, I" She mouthed out.
Rosalie released Bella's bottom lip and licked her own. "Cat got your tongue?"
The younger girl squirmed. "I just, I don't know."
"It's ok, I can show you." The blonde purred before leaning in and kissing the younger girl. Bella melted in the older girl's arms and felt like she would fall right out of the truck. But she wouldn't fall down, instead she would float up into the sky.
Rosalie leaned in further, pressing their bodies together, and gently moved Bella down on her back. She pulled away from the younger girl's lips and began trailing kisses along her jawline and down her neck. Bella was breathing so fast it made Rosalie smirked against her soft skin. The blonde slipped her knee between Bella's legs and rubbed against her while simultaneously reaching a hand up the younger girl's shirt and kissing her way back up to the soft, reddened lips. Bella gasped and shuttered, but leaned down into Rosalie. The older girl slowly made circles up Bella's stomach until reaching the brunette's bra; she reached back quickly and undid the strap in a simple snap of her fingers.
The younger girl gasped again, but this time she found her voice. "No, wait, stop, hold up, hold on, take a second, wait, wait, wait." She sputtered out quickly, barely forming the words. Bella took in a large gasp of breath, while holding onto the crook of Rosalie's arm. For her part, the blonde stopped moving once she heard Bella say no.
"Ok, ok, yes, wait, ok." Bella breathed out and started to relax. She saw just how still Rosalie had become and reached up to touch the older girl's face. "I'm sorry, I'm just, I'm just not ready for that quite yet. Can we slow down?"
Rosalie blinked a few times, before saying, "Yes, of course." She still didn't move, unsure how to react. Bella yelling out 'no' had completely thrown the older girl off.
Bella gently rubbed Rosalie's face and leaned up to kiss the older girl softly. Rosalie relaxed in the kiss and leaned back down into Bella. This time, however, she did not allow her hands to roam, nor her knee to jerk. She simply kissed the girl until both their lips went numb and they were breathing hard.
Bella dropped Rosalie off at her house just before midnight. "Don't forget your shoe, Cinderella." The brunette joked.
Smiling in an almost shy way, Rosalie kissed Bella goodnight and walked into her house with a huge grin on her lips. No one was around as the sound of the truck rumbled down the driveway, eventually out of hearing range. Rosalie took a few steps into the living room, then sighed. A part of her felt lighter than air, like she could float away into the clouds without a care. Another, much larger part of her, felt shame.
She walked into the piano room and began softly playing out When The Love Falls by Yurima. The tune slowly filled the room with it's somber melody. By the time Rosalie had made it halfway through the song, Edward had arrived and sat down at the bench beside her. He didn't ask any questions, merely listened to the music and listened to Rosalie's thoughts. The blonde, for her part, changed her thoughts chaotically trying to keep Edward from really understanding what was going on, but one thing kept coming back; Bella's soft voice yelling out no.
Edward remained as the song disappeared into the night and Rosalie sat unmoving at the piano keys. He waited patiently as she weighed the pros and cons of speaking with her brother. The two loved each other fiercely, but they had fought many times throughout their years together. Sometimes over petty things like where to move next, other times over love interests, especially when one might be human as Rosalie preferred, but they had never fought as much as they had over Royce.
Rosalie bent her head and began to cry. Her brother looped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head lightly. Eventually the tears dried and Rosalie removed herself from her brother's endearing hold. She didn't want sympathy right now; they would discuss things later. Instead, she walked out of the room and up to her own bedroom. There she found Alice sitting on her four poster bed. The blonde smiled at her sister, loving how she always knew when she was needed.
"Well, I saw that you had a giant smile on your face when you got home, but that smile seems to have gone away. Tell me what happened, dear sister."
"Oh, Alice, it was such a magical night." Rosalie flew herself dramatically onto her bed. "It was so simple and so perfect and so Bella." She sighed. "What have I gotten myself into?"
Alice giggled and bounced on the bed. "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! And no one would believe me. Every one of you was all, 'Rosalie is just going to hook up with another human and leave them happy but alone.' But I knew the truth! I knew that you would like Bella the second I met her. And you do, you really, really like her!"
Rosalie smiled at that, but then frowned again. "I can't."
"What do you mean, you can't? Of course you can! You already do!"
"But I shouldn't, don't you see? That's why I have always dated humans. They are around for a few months and then they go on living their lives and I can go on living my afterlife." Rosalie sighed with exasperation. "It's the only perk to dating! They go away!"
"Pfft!" Alice spit out. "Is that lie still bringing you down? You do know that we all know you're lying, right?"
"I'm not lying."
"Ugh! Yes, you are! You keep saying that the only people you want to date are human because that means that you don't really have to care about them. You can sleep with one or two, make out with a handful more, and then move to the next town. But we all know what you're doing to yourself and why! You date humans because it makes you feel human. And when you leave, it's because you're protecting yourself from really letting go!"
"I've let go!" Rosalie argued. "Like you said, I've slept with people in the past! I've allowed myself the simple pleasure of someone's company."
"Wrong kind of pleasure! I meant the pleasure of someone's mental company! You come in and just seduce people. You build them up and have your way with them, but you make sure to discard someone before you even learn what their favorite color is!"
"Well, what do you expect me to do?" The blonde finally growled out. "I can't trust people not to hurt me and I certainly can't trust me not to hurt them. And what of Bella? What if I do like her? How long can that last? Did you know that she's friends with the Quileute tribe? What happens if she finds out they're a bunch of putrid wolves with anger management issues? And if she figures out that, how long will it take for her to connect the dots back to us? I can't, Alice! I can't like her! She's human! Humans grow old and die, the way they're supposed to and I'm just this monster that's there to take away their very existence." She ended her fight with a whimper.
"Rosalie, my dear, it's okay to have feelings. It's okay to allow Bella to care for you, and I know she does."
"It's not her, it's me. I'm a monster and I will destroy her." Rosalie said the words about herself but her thoughts lingered on Royce.
Alice saw that the fight was over and there were no other options for her to take. She patted Rosalie's blonde head and departed from the room. Rosalie cried herself to sleep that night.
A/N: Just a quick shout out to [BooksandMoons4ever] and [Kndvll] and [mysterious-anonymous-secret] and everyone else that has hit me up over the last few years. I hope I didn't disappoint with this update. We're pretty far behind, so if you have any questions or reviews make your mark below or just PM me.
What did you folks think of the date? Is it something you would want to do? What's your favorite movie snack?