Chapter 10

EDIT I had to re upload, something very strange happened to it and I didn't realize until weeks later and I'm rather embarrassed T^T

Something's Very Wrong Here

Silence.

Edward hastily pulled me by my arm in complete silence, away from all the people.

We finally arrived at a more serene environment and Edward jolted me so I was facing him. He stared at me...more silence.

"Edward please! I didn't-"

"I'm not mad..." The flame in his eyes calmed and he slowly blinked at me. I stood, confused.

"Are you sure because you seemed pretty-"

"I'm not...I'm just, surprised I guess. Just tell me what happened." He lifted his arm and tucked a curl behind my ear.

"I cannot...control myself... I don't want to talk about it" I looked to the ground shamefully and he lifted my chin up.

"It's okay, maybe another time." His smile ignited an explosion of butterflies in my stomach and I felt new again. "Now that you're properly fed," he laughed, "would you like to see your home?" I nodded enthusiastically and another wave of beautiful butterflies belittled the excruciating guilt of my treachery towards Carlisle.

The chill of the winter air turned mine and Edward's already icy breath into puffs of soft frost and the smell of home drew a smile upon my face. Edward stopped walking, knowing that the beautiful house that stood tall and proud in front of us, was mine.

I felt like I'd been away for so long...2 months was enough time away for me, but I diminished the thought that forever, was a pretty long time, and I wouldn't spend it here.

I cautiously stepped towards the house, scared of someone seeing me and the muffled sounds of sobbing entered my field of hearing...it was my mother.

I could hear her from outside the house, was she still mourning over my disappearance?

Edward stepped forward with me, his delicate hand placed on my shoulder as I nervously swallowed, trying to hear my mother.

"What did we do wrong?" she sobbed, "It's just not fair...I-" her sentence was cut off by another rush of heavy weeping, a lump rose in my throat.

"I'm right out here..." I sighed, knowing she couldn't hear me...Edward empathetically smiled at me, his eyebrows furrowed in a worried manner.

I could hear my dad comforting her, but I couldn't hear my sister...Usually she'd be right next to my mother in this situation.

I curiously looked in the window and around the room and all I could see was my parents.

I turned around to Edward, confused and deep in thought, "what's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

"I'm not sure...It's perfectly normal for my own parents to mourn over me but, something's wrong...really wrong..." I puffed out my cheeks as I exhaled and rubbed my face.

"Can we go somewhere quickly?"

My breath started to unevenly stagger out of my mouth as we walked through the gate of the village cemetery and I eagerly started looking through the gravestones, trying to find my name. After only seconds of searching, my name made my heart jump. There was a memorial reading:

Rosalie Hale, 1933; One day, hope will bring the lost angel's return.

I laughed and tears spilled out of my eyes, lightly dropping to the snow.

I looked up at Edward and he put his arms around me, I buried my face in his shoulders. It was cold, freezing cold, but so warm in my heart.

He stopped comfortingly rubbing my back, "Um...Rosalie?..." I looked up, worried at the sudden burden in his voice, "Who is that?" He pointed to a fresh-looking gravestone that was placed next to mine. The words jumped out and punched me in the face, stabbing me in the eyes. My stomach tightened, eyes wide open.

Suddenly, my legs weakened and I dropped to the ground, Edward caught me and stared at my shaking face, "Rose?"

I tried to breathe heavily, I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't breathe! It was like when I was stabbed in the stomach the night I was turned into a vampire.

I tightened my fist on Edward's shirt and stared at the ground. The pain was excruciating, my head heart and I felt sick, the words centrifuged, spiraling in my head, squeezing my eyes shut and trying so hard to wake up. This wasn't a dream, this was real.

"Stop" I firmly spoke, "Stop!" I shouted again.

Edward shook me, "Rosalie! What is going on?! You're scaring me!"

My head jolted up, "Can you not read that grave stone?!" I shrieked at him.

He gulped and looked again with me, my breathing slowed and everything went gray and fuzzy. I felt the ground hit my face and everything was black...

Silence.