Rosalie Point of View
I don't know how long I was up in my room just staring blankly at the wall. I finally decided to get ready for bed and looked at the clock on my desk: 3am, what a joke. Before climbing into my bed I heard a clattering at my window. At first, I was expecting Victoria, but then I forced myself to get a grip. If Victoria was outside my window she wouldn't have knocked. I got out bed slowly, opened the window and saw Seth standing outside.
"Rose!"
"Seth?" I said, relieved. "You scared me. What're you doing?"
"Just back up," he said. "I'm coming up."
I did as he asked and in seconds, he'd climbed up through the window and was in my bedroom, looking perfectly fine. "Hey," he said. "Look, I'm sorry—"
He was cut off as I hugged him tight. "You've nothing to be sorry for. I'm just glad you're all right. I've been worried sick. I thought Laurent might've killed you and the others." He got out of my arms and looked at me in alarm.
"No, I haven't told anyone and nor has anyone said anything to me," I assured him. "I just figured it out today. It's not like I could say anything, even if I wanted to. I don't even know what's going on or what's happened to you. Why are you like this?"
"Look, Rose, believe me, I want to explain, but I literally can't," he said. He sighed and his eyes fell onto his dream catcher before he looked at me. "Have you ever had a secret you couldn't tell anyone, one that wasn't yours to share?"
"You're talking to me, Seth. Who am I going to tell?" I pointed out. I couldn't meet his eyes though so he knew I had lied to him when I told him I didn't have any secrets like that.
"Well, then you know what I'm going through. You know what it's like for me." He sat down on my bed. "But worse. You have no idea how tight I'm bound."
I sighed as I sat with him and put my hand in his now short hair. "I hate this. I hate what they've done to you."
He put his hand on my arm and then he frowned suddenly when he saw the scar on my right wrist where James had bitten me and nearly killed me just a couple of months ago. He looked at me; almost in horror before I slipped a hand over it to cover it. He then stood up, sounding almost angry. "I mean the killer part is, you already know. Rose, do you remember when we walked on the beach at La Push?"
"Yeah, you told me the story about the Cold Ones."
Seth looked disappointed. "I guess I'm not surprised why that's the only thing you remember." He turned away from me and walked to the other end of the room towards my dresser.
"There's got to be something you can do," I said. "Or something I could do to help you, Seth. Please."
"That's sweet of you, it really and truly is, but there's nothing you can do. I'm in this for life."
I sighed. "Maybe we should just get out of here for a while. Just leave, just you and me together."
"You'd do that?" he asked, shocked.
I nodded. "I would do it for you."
He sighed and shook his head. "It's not something I can just run away from, Rose. But I would run away with you if, I could." He inhaled sharply as I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "I've got to go. They'll start wondering where I am."
"Come here," I whispered. I hugged him tight and he sank into my embrace. "I'll be here if you need me, Seth, I promise."
"Thank you," he whispered. "Please, just try to remember. It would be so much easier if you really knew everything."
Before I could say anything else, he'd disappeared through the window and into the darkness of the night.
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