Rosalie POV
On our way towards my parent's house Jacob packed Charlotte and I's suitcases nice and tight in his trunk.
"Geez, Rose. How long do you plan on staying" He asked shutting the trunk.
"Just a couple of days" I laughed. "Sorry about that"
He came around to the passenger side door and opened it for me "After you, my lady" I smiled and got in. Keep me near the cross Jesus. I saw him grab Charlotte by the hand and bring her in the car. She smiled at him and looked over to me as he closed her door.
"Mommy, I yike him" She giggled. Her floral pink sundress looked so beautiful on her. I loved the way it matched her hazel eyes. I had to make her some more often.
I rolled my eyes "You don't even know what that means yet. Sit back and put your seat belt on. Do you need help?"
"Yes mommy" I took my seat belt off to help buckle her in. Jacob got into the car and sat next to me.
"Oh, I'm sorry Rosalie, I'll get it" He panicked.
"No, Jake it's okay. There you go" I gave her a kiss on the forehead and she giggled at me. "I love you nub"
"Love you too mommy"
My daughter was my whole world. She had my features, but her dad's attitude and weird hair color. I didn't realize how long I'd been looking back at her until Jacob cleared his throat. It was then I realized my butt was directly to the right of his eye. I quickly sat down and buckled my seat belt avoiding eye contact. "So, are we headed to your parents house or are you guys looking to grab something to eat?"
"Um" I choked clearing my throat "I need to head over to my parents and get settled, you know? Take a shower, get Charlotte in"
"I'm hungry momma" I heard Charlotte chime in the background.
"Sweetheart, I'm sure Grandma and Grandpa made something for us at the house. Don't worry, I'll make sure you eat, okay"
"Ah, man" She pouted placing her chin on her hand.
Jacob laughed "You know, she reminds me a lot like you"
I peered out my window admiring all the nature that passed by. I didn't realize how much I missed it over here. California was so bougie. Nothing was real about it to me. Buildings built only to hold fake doctors, to put fake injections, into fake people. The only thing I liked was the bright sun and long walks on the beach with my baby. Everything that people thought that was so glamorous about California only made me resent it. I was more of a small town girl and I had no shame in it. Everyone knew each other, it was safe, we had real beef burgers and hot dogs, and not afraid to be who we were. I never related to that fast life. Edward always did, although sometimes I didn't think it mattered. As long as he got his way, he was satisfied.
There's no place like home "How you figure" I asked.
He looked over to me "Beautiful green eyes, your olive skin, and headstrong personality. You watch out, she's going to be a firecracker"
I laughed "Please, you're just now noticing. Whew, out of all my sisters I always thought I was the chill one. The only way to settle the score is to ask my dad. He was hard on all of us" My mind began to wonder as I sat there thinking about all the times my dad, sisters and I had good times. Though he and Alice were the closest I always liked to see myself as his favorite.
Jacob ran his hands through his hair trying to avoid my gaze "You know Rosalie, um. I know when you left there was a lot going on and there were moments where it was hard for you to confide in someone, but I want you to know that I'm here for you" My heart began to race, "Whatever you need you got it. I don't know how long you plan on staying here, but I hope to make this time for you worth every minute"
"Jake" I sighed "I-"
"You don't have to say it" He pushed. He looked over to Charlotte and back at me "I get it"
I kept my mouth shut and continued looking out the window. Eventually, Jacob gave up the silence and turned the radio on. "So, what brought you down here anyway. It's been 4 years and you sworn to never come back. What? Hollywood ain't too glamorous"
"I wouldn't use that term. More of just not me"
Jacob snorted "Well, I knew that"
"How you figure?"
He laughed "Oh come on, we grew up making mud pies together, fixing cars, and not to mention your dad taking you out to hunt every weekend. Though you are one of the most talented clothes-maker geniuses I know...let's be honest, you'd rather get your hands dirty than polished any day"
"Hmm.. Clothes maker" I laughed "You mean fashion designer?" Although he did have a point "Well, how would you know? You haven't seen me, I could've changed" He glared at me. I raised my hands "What?"
"Is this Rosalie Swan talking? I remember an ideal day out for you was going to the bookstore or a slasher film and riding on the back of my motorcycle" My eyes widened. Oh my God, I forgot all about that.
"Oh my God! Jake! How could I forget? Or the days where we'd stay up all night in high school dusting each other in Mortal Kombat"
"Whoa" He exclaimed "How the hell could I forget? You were always keen on Kitana whipping Sub Zero's ass"
"And she still can. I'm not afraid of you Jacob Black" I protested.
"Oh your on" He warned "But, under one condition"
"What's that"
He gripped the steering wheel tightly and took a breath. "If I win...I take you to dinner tonight at 8'oclock. If I lose...then well, I do whatever you request within a 48 hour time span"
"Wh-h-at? Like...like a date" I could feel the palms of my hands getting sweaty and it was slowly getting harder the breath. I couldn't be on a date with Jake! I was married! Regardless if I was in turmoil or not, it wouldn't feel right. Although, there was this feeling I couldn't shake from the minute I saw him. He was just so...
Dreamy
There was nothing more I'd want than to at least see where a date would land me, but I couldn't do that to Jacob. My life was too complicated as it was to get into anymore drama. Hell, to get Jacob in drama. I didn't live what people might consider a private life. I was married to a rockstar, and though nobody would know who I was my last name was still Cullen..and that meant a lot.
"No, no not like a date" He lied "More like, a catch up. Haven't seen you in a while type thing"
I couldn't help but giggle "A catch up? Hmm"
"You don't have to-"
"Deal" I said extending my hand out to him, his eyes met mine and he looked as if he'd seen a ghost.
"Wait, what? Are you foreal?"
"Yeah, I see no reason why not" I lied. Umm because if Edward found out, your child would have a father behind bars. But, by now he's probably on his way back to California doing God knows what. He had his fun why couldn't I?
Because you know better My conscious screamed back at me.
"We should catch up. That actually be nice, I wouldn't have so much on my mind."
"You always have something on your mind" He added. I laughed and he just continued to stare at me "That's what I missed more when you were gone"
"What?"
"Your smile"
I couldn't help the smile that grew on my face. Ah, hell. Rosalie what have you gotten yourself into? I slid back in my seat and looked back out the window.
"We're here" Jacob announced. Charlotte rose in her seat and began to hop up and down in excitement.
"MOMMY! MOMMY LOOK!" She pointed ahead of us to the cream colored house that held my dad's red chevy truck in the driveway.
"No way, my dad still rides that thing?"
Jacob shook his head as he parked the car in front of the house. "You'd be surprised at what else he still does. Crazy old man"
I laughed "That's charlie," Without hesitation I hopped out of the car and ran towards the door. I ran the doorbell so many times I had lost count.
"MOM! DAD!" I called out. I felt like a kid again, this was so weird. Had it really only been 4 years? It felt like an eternity"
"Rosalie?" I heard my mom call from the kitchen. "Is that you"
"Yes mom! Yes" I heard footsteps and then the door swung upon and there stood both my parents with huge smile in their faces.
"Wow…it really is…" Suddenly, I found it hard to utter my words, until they eventually came out to a slur. My legs began to shake and I could feel myself dropping to the ground. The last thing I saw was my dad catching my head and Jacob calling my name from the back.
Bella POV
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Nobody ever knows
Nobody ever sees
I left my soul
Back there now I'm too weak
Most nights I pray for you to come home
Praying to the Lord
Praying for my soul
Now please don't go
Most nights I hardly sleep when I'm alone
Now please don't go, oh no
I think of you whenever I'm alone
So please don't go…
As the last word escaped I placed my guitar beside the bed and wrote the next few lyrics.
"'Cause I don't ever want to know
Don't ever want to see things change"
"Ugh, no that won't work" I erased the last few words and continued to strum on my guitar. I looked over to the clock and it read 2 P.M
I sighed, It's only a matter of time. How long was Alice going to be?
Emmett didn't allow me to have a phone, so there was no way to communicate to her that I was ready. So, I had to keep eyeing out the window in order to see a car. I didn't even know what she drove. I shook my head and planted my face in the palm of my hands.
"Please, help me God"
Growing up I had always had a spiritual awareness that there was a higher power than myself. I just never knew what it was. A couple months ago I started to read the bible secretly while Emmett was at work. He was an atheist and didn't believe in God or anything. If he ever caught me with it who knows what would happen. I never wanted to do anything that would set him off. As children, my mother and Charlie always took us to church. Since, I had been with Emmett all that changed. Everything changed when I met him.
In high school I always found myself alone. Emmett was the social butterfly. After school I used to go out to the track and field, where he would train with his team, to read. He would race by me and always come talk to me. Those were the days where he seemed to be nice, and innocent. Sometimes he would come by and leave a flower by my locker. Though I had no interest in jocks or men in general at the time I took a chance. Never realizing that that sweet brunette spiky hair, captain of the football and track team, who could get any girl he desired would be my demise. I didn't know what I was doing. All I knew was that for once someone noticed me.
My dad passed away from a car accident when I was 2 years old and I never even got a chance to meet him. My mother used to tell me stories about how he worshiped the ground she walked on. She'd told me when he found out she was pregnant with a girl he built my nursery. I was the apple of his eye. Though I'm a lot like my mother. Stubborn, clumsy, and shy...I got my features from him, especially my brown eyes. I got my sense of passion for learning, and strange addiction of collecting planets in the galaxy. My favorite one was Saturn, because of the beautiful bright orange that radiated from it. I kept my collection at my parents house only to protect things that I held dear. It was the one thing I felt like Emmett couldn't control.
But, then again, he showed me the attention I guess I felt I missed out on with not having a father. Now, of course when my mother married Charlie, he was great. However, when Alice and Rosalie came along that connection I tried to build with him diminished. He became more temperamental and tough on me. Part of me felt like he favored his children more than me. I guess you could say I always felt like an outsider. My mother took on a better job at a financial firm and was never really home often, so I felt like I couldn't confide in her either. So, books and music were the only things to keep me company. In the house I grew up in Rosalie and Alice were deemed as the stars, because they were good at everything. Making friends, sports, cheer leading, fashion, and I didn't understand any of that. My sister's even tied for prom queens. I was only around as the helper, the one to help lift their dress and adjust their tiara's. I felt no regret for being there for my sisters, but I never felt that same energy from them.
So, when Emmett came along, though he got mad when I chewed to loudly with my food, I'd take it. Though he cussed me out if I didn't scream loud enough for him at a game, I'd deal with it. It was the only...attention I ever felt.
How ironic, judging by the fact that I was never into dating and relationships anyway. I always considered myself a little bit of a nerd. I just loved to study. Planets, ancient artifacts, and history. However, there was a period in my life when I took an interest in things that made me squirm. Like romance novels. My favorite was Romeo and Juliet. Although I was never a fan of cheesy fairytale endings, I was interested in the battle and war love was. Forbidden love at that. You never heard stories like Romeo and Juliet.
Usually, what you hear is the man and woman go through a misunderstanding, the man comes back to apologize, and done! The woman makes him beg a little bit, forgives him and they ride off into the sunset picking berries from the bushes. Not Romeo and Juliet. You have two people, a princess and a peasant. She is to be married off to the highest bidder, but secretly finds herself deeply interested by the peasant who is serving her throne. Highly forbidden, they go through all these battles to stay together and keep their love hidden. However, one day when she finds out her true love dies, so she sacrifices herself because life without the one person you treasure most...has no purpose..
I found that so intriguing...
I had never experienced that. Romeo and Juliet experienced love at first sight, first kiss, first chance. As ironic as it sounds, I couldn't shake the feeling of wanting that for myself.
I never in my life yearned for love the way I did until the lose of my father was too much to bare. I had never had love at first sight, but Emmett definitely seemed to. Though I didn't agree with the way he treated me, he'd shown me more care than my own family. I had never been shown any guy attention, and I wasn't close with my sisters enough to even know how to act around them.
I held back a laugh as I started to feel a small ache in my heart at the thought of my father. His name was Phil. Phil Tanner. I wish he could have seen me grow up. All I had was his picture in my locket that hung around my neck of him holding me up in the air. I smiled down at it and closed it. Whatever happened to me didn't matter, this locket was a sense of protection I had to make it through anything.
Out of nowhere, I heard the door downstairs close and a group of deep voices through the hallway. I crept over to the door and slightly cracked it open. It was Emmett's friends. I couldn't recognize their faces, because their backs were turned. They greeted him with dabs and he motioned them towards the living room. I quickly closed the door and ran over to the window.
No sign of another vehicle. My heart began to pound outside of my chest. Come on, Alice.
"Bella" I heard Emmett yell.
"Coming" I shouted. I placed my lyric journal under the mattress and made my way to the living room. There I saw Mike Newton, and Eric. I silently waved and they nodded towards me. The room fell silent as I walked through. Emmett sat on the couch near the TV and smiled at me. He wore a white beader with gray jogging pants and a gray beanie.
"There she is, my angel" I gave a sly smile and awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. My focus was towards the ground , because he hated when I made eye contact with other men. "Would you be so kind to grab our guests a beer"
"Sure" I nodded and made my way over to the refrigerator. The white dress I had on was too short for me to bend down and pick the beers up, so I just grabbed the non refrigerated beers that sat on the counter. I came over and handed them over.
"What's with the dry beer, Bells?" Mike picked. He scrunched his nose up at it as if he'd already tasted it.
"Yeah, everyone knows beer should be served cold" Eric chimed in. He placed the beer on the table and waved his hand "It's okay, I'll take it"
Emmett glared over to me "I'm sorry about that guys, seems like my girl has a pretty good reason"
My body began to sweat and I shifted my gaze toward the kitchen "Oh um, I just...didn't think it matter"
"What do you mean it wouldn't matter" Emmett snapped at me.
I jumped, "I...I um..I can grab it for you no problem. Just let me head over to the bedroom right quick" I turned around and scurried over.
"Excuse me" I heard Emmett say in the background.
Please don't follow me
Please don't follow me
Please don't-
The door slammed shut behind me and I jumped. Emmett stood at the door eyes completely focused on me. I started fidgeting with my dress and lifted my hands in surrender. "I'm sor-r-y Emmett, I didn't-"
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Stop fidgeting! You trying to embarrass me or something?" He took a step forward towards me and I took a step back.
"Emmett...I swe-e-arrr I...baby I would do nothiiing-g-g to embar-r-rass you. I just-"
"Just what?" He snapped, taking his massive hand and forcing my neck to the ground so that my body was bent over "Bitch, if you don't get your sorry ass to that kitchen and get them what they asked for"
"My clothes" I yelped. His grasp became tighter and tighter and I tried to undo his hold "Ow, please Emmett your hurting me" I cried. He shot my neck back up and my hair whipped across my face making it harder for me to see him. I was still trying to undo his grasp. "Please….please my dress was just too short I was trying to be respectful"
Emmett smacked me hard across the face and I landed on the ground. I raised my hand to shield me, but he grabbed my dress by the collar "Why the fuck do I put up with you? All you are is sorry. 'Please Emmett don't hit me', so fucking weak" He mushed my face and I went back to the ground. I tried my best to hide my gaze away, I realized sometimes when he got like this if I avoided him he wouldn't hit me as hard.
"I just wanted to be respectful" I choked. Don't cry.
"Bitch, I didn't ask you to talk back to me did I? You have one rule, it's so simple. When we have guests over put some damn clothes on. If that was done you wouldn't need to rush to the bedroom. When my guests come over I expect you to be on your best fucking behavior do I make myself clear"
The adrenaline of my anger rushed so hard through my veins that I couldn't keep my breaths together. I was breathing so hard my hair blew out past my face. I slowly turned my gaze toward him and without even thinking spit in his face. "Fuck you" I growled.
His eyes burrowed over me and he let out an evil grin "So, that's how you want to play today? You got balls now that we have company over? Okay, we'll see how that works out for you when their gone" He got up and headed towards the door.
"Coward" I murmured. He stopped and turned around.
"The hell did you say?"
"I said, your a COWARD" I yelled. Suddenly, I heard shifting in the room and a knock at the door.
"Hey, Emmett, everything alright in there" When I looked in Emmett's eyes there was no trace of him. He was no longer the smiling. innocent man I once knew. He was someone else, a monster and all I knew was that I needed to get out of here. "Everything is cool, why don't you guys meet me in the basement. I'll be there in a minute" My heart pounded so hard I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. The basement was the most soundproof room in the whole house. How was I going to get help? I knew not to trust Emmett's friends, because who knew what they were into, so I stayed right where I was. I looked around me and noticed by the door Emmett's phone had dropped.
"Uh, sure thing" I heard Mike say and once we heard their footsteps walk over to the basement door I began to crawl under Emmett, but he grabbed my legs and dragged me towards him. I kicked him in the face and made my way over to the phone. Once I grabbed it, I dialed 9-1 and then..
BOOM
Emmett pushed me into the door and I banged my head against it. He took my hair and forced me to face him so he could punch me in the face. I screamed and fell to the floor once again. I began to crawl away from him. "Oh no you don't. Let me tell you what that attitude will give you"
He lifted my skirt up and proceeded to pull down my underwear despite my protests "NO! EMMETTE! STOP! NO DON'T! STOP! STOOOOOOP"
"GET AWAY FROM HER"
I heard the bedroom door bust wide open and I quickly turned around to get away from Emmett. It was Jasper! He had pushed Emmett off of me and held him in a choke hold. Rushing behind him was a very tall, bronze haired man that jumped on Emmett and continuously punched him.
"No! STOP! STOP! PLEASE" I yelled closing my eyes and shutting my ears.
"BELLA" I heard someone scream my name. I opened my eyes and my vision began to deteriorate. I placed my hand in front of me and saw nothing but blood. I looked down towards my dress and saw that my whole body stained from blood.
"Help…"Was the last word I could utter until everything went black.
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