Yep...All the way. How about we start with some real drama? Nah not just yet. Possibly? ;)

Rated: T ( I haven't really changed this in a while so...Boom. Changed it.)

Disclaimer: Don't own the Twilight series. Ya know always cry myself to sleep just because of the fact that I don't own the Twilight series. Haven't updated this either...but some things don't change. ( Sigh ) Yeah I'm gonna stick with that for the rest of the story.

Summary: White Roses were the purest of them all. They symbolize love, peace and promise. Yet Bella just didn't understand how this white Rose had been tainted black.

Pairings: Bella/Rosalie, Little bit of Bella/Edward, Emmett/Casey, Jasper/Alice, Esme/Carlisle, those are just the main ones for now. Yep updating them all...tell me what other couples you'd like to see make an appearance.

Silence Speaks Through Darkness

Silence. The type that ate at you until it clawed it's way inside your mind; forcing you into near insanity. Rosalie has had countless experiences with the exact description. Her fair shares were met with the dead silence of forever. The thoughts of living forever in silence were very much terrifying. She wasn't as near horrified as the thought of living 'alone' in that silenc. The mere assumption that she'd be alone to withstand that silence petrified her. Her mind was fixated on the idea that she would indeed be alone forever - that her chance to die had been ripped away from her - Yet there had always been the nagging feeling that her mind had created it's own hallucination of darkness. She didn't know what to make of the feeling as the years passed somberly, but now.

Now she knew the feeling wasn't her brain sending hopefully waves that taped into her emotions. She had a reason to become something so monstrous, some inhuman beast that had taken away her free mind of state. Her years of suffering alone being engulfed in that same cold, emotionless darkness hadn't been without reason. That she had gone through the pain of remembering her 'death' experience everyday, only to be painfully reborn wasn't something so coincidental. There was a reason she was created, and reborn; and for that very same reason Rosalie would always be grateful. The same reason that was sleeping peacefully in her arms.

Isabella Swan.

Rosalie had loathed herself for far too long. She had been so fixated on the unfairness on how she had been unluckily in the path of Carlisle Cullen. How the universe had once again screwed her over with an even worse second life. She had failed to notice the obvious fact. Everything wasn't without reason. That there is nothing that happens without reason in one's life time. And her reason for becoming something so vile, and unatural, was being craved out to be the base of her happiness in the midst of her suffering. Somthing that was meant to be the end of all her pain.

She didn't realize that the very same object would double the pain she's ever felt in both her previous and present life. But when she figured out the reason she was okay with it. She truly was. Because she would endure every last second of that ever lasting pain again if she could relive just what she was feeling now. Because right now; right now the pain was diminished. Gone. Replaced. Replaced with the moment...Every moment she spent with Bella.

The buzz was undeniable. It was exhilarating, it made her feel human. The warmth of Bella's skin - the touch - it was simply unexplainable. So excruciatingly beautiful and terrifying at the same time. The thought that Bella could break her with one word even when she was this indestructible being excited her. It symbolized just how in fact even the most indestructible has a weakness. And Bella...Bella was her weakness. Somthing that was in fact her strength, yet her downfall in theory.

Watching the chest rise and fall with pattern calmed her. Hearing a small gasp for air with each rise and fall stabilized her. Seeing that face seeping so soundly because of her doing; mobilized her. That heartbeat pounding ever so lightly against a small frame...functioned her. Bella was her life. Her reason for living through the pain. Her reason for pushing through the hardships to reach that endless road to happiness.

Smiling softly Rosalie's breath was stolen in a single moment. The sun was peaking ever so slightly through Bella's dark curtains; stroking her cheek in a caressing way. Catching her face at the right angle at the perfect time. Creating a moment of pure serenity, that soothed Rosalie in a overwhelming amount of joy. She would definitely relive her life one thousand times; if it meant she could see this moment once again.

When Bella's chest began to rise just a tad bit more frantically, and her heart picked up to an awakening speed Rosalie blinked. The moment was not over, but she couldn't stay. She couldn't sit here and await the seconds while Bella awoken. It wasn't her time to hold the brunette in her arms during the peak of dawn...not just yet. In fact she wasn't meant to be laying here in the position at all. Yet while she was sitting on the roof on high alert for any near or approaching threat; Bella had chanted her name sleepily. She had meant only to sooth the girls nightmare away, but Bella had clung to her upon instant contact and has yet since to let go.

She didn't protest either; promising herself she would re-take her place on the roof before Bella's awakening. Now was her moment. Her agonizing moment she would have to let go. Taking a deep unessceary breath Rosalie nodded encouragingly. She was a split second away from tearing away from the position. So to say she was surprised when she felt those warm arms tighten around her and felt Bella snuggling into her was very much an understatement. She froze eyes shooting to the half asleep brunette.

"Don't," Bella's eyes pealed opened slowly, still nearly closed.

"I know what you're thinking, and stop it. Stop being so depressed. Don't think about the past. Don't think at all. Live in the moment, savoir it. Feel it. Don't think...and most of all don't think of leaving." Bella murmured through a sleepy haze.

Rosalie's mouth was parted in a gasp that didn't seem to escape her lips. Bella was attuned to her; she was in tune with her emotions, and near train of thought. And at a level of complete accuracy. Her lips lifted into a smile so unormally big she didn't have the chance to wipe it away - nor did she want to - as Bella blinked away her sleep to stare at her in amazement. She heard the heart stutter, but she couldn't find it in herself to remove the cause of it. Bella's eyes were big in shock and her mouth was perfectly shaped into an 'o' form. She blinked and smiled at the blonde, blushing a little. Bella cleared her throat a smile still set on her lips.

"A smile that big from Rosalie Hale at nine in the morning makes me think I'm still off in dream land." Raising her eyebrow mockingly, Rosalie took the opportunity.

"If I didn't know any better I think you've just confessed to dreaming about me?" She smirked when Bella blushed and laughed awkwardly.

"Umm...I think we established that you are a frequent visitor in my fairy tale land...last night being some piece of clue..."

Bella's eyebrows creased at the end of the sentence, and it made Rosalie wonder just how much she remembered. Bella sighs and runs a hand through her hair.

"I get that you're watching over me..but honestly Rosalie you don't have to sit out there alone."

"That is invading your privacy Bella and - "

"If you're not aware that having a super hearing 'watcher' sit on my roof is also invading privacy." Bella had said it in such a soft way that Rosalie couldn't help but chuckle at the truth of the statement. There was a beat of silence, and Bella's grip had tightened.

"Besides it doesn't feel right," Each word was said with a harder grip. Rosalie sighed. She didn't want Bella hurting herself.

"Bella. You're going to hurt yourself." She mumbled effortlessly prying the humans grip a little.

"You shouldn't be alone Rose. You should be here. With me...or at least with someone."

Rosalie froze, her hold on Bella's arms momentarily freezing. Taking the beat of slack Bella moved closer to the blonde. This was a bold move - and Bella knew that - but it was something that was bound to come up. She needed Rosalie to open up to her. Rosalie pretends to be some stoic, cold creature that set up a front for everyone. Bella knew different. She understood differently. Rosalie had wasn't invincible, and she could be hurt. What everyone didn't know was that it only took one moment of weakness for the blonde to break.

"You're helping me yet you're not getting anything in thanks. You're doing this on your own will. You're not being selfish by doing so but stop being so selfless and let someone help you. Let me help you Rose. You're not alone. I promise. The silence. It hurts you, and you let it. So let me help you. Let me in." There it was.

The one thing she's ever needed. The moment where she could either accept the plea of help, or continue to let the silence swallow her whole. Most of all here it was. Coming from the one thing Rosalie valued most in this entire world. This was the moment she was desperately waiting for; craving. The question was would Bella be able to withstand it? Would she be able to handle the things that buried itself in the dark corners in Rosalie, while still in the moment of recovering herself? Rosalie felt Bella snuggle a little deeper into her; and she sighed. There was her answer - that small gesture was one of assurance - Bella had understood the hesitant silence, and she had chosen to take action rather than verbally assure Rosalie. It was all she needed.

"It will not be a beautiful sight Bella. The appearance can be a manipulation." Bella shook her head in agreement.

"The gorgeous are unattractive to the mind." She paused. "But that makes the person all the more beautiful."

"Bella."

Charlie grumbled out turning his attention away from the football game playing in front of him. She knew what was coming. In fact Alice had given her a heads up on the conversation. That and she had known the issue was inevitable to avoid. He was Charlie, and he had always been concerned about her social encounters. Even when she had gotten the very same socially awkward personality from him. He was about to sound completely hypocritical. Sighing she lifted her head from the book she was currently reading.

'Locked In Time.'

It was ridiculous that Rosalie had suggested her reading the book. Bella instantly knew it wasn't the usual type of book Rosalie would read. She was proven right when Rosalie told her it was just a book chosen at random after she scanned an entire books store; finding she had already read or owned every one of them. She had said it had a fairy interesting plot; and it was short enough for Bella to read in her down time. So far she had enjoyed it for much of the part. That was until she realized just why Rosalie had given the out of character book a chance. It was obvious, and Bella chided herself for not noticing it. Rosalie related to the novel in sorts-

"You missed Jacob yesterday." Silence.

Bella stared blankly. What exactly was he expecting to hear? She didn't know what type of response he wanted, but by the way he eyed her with disappointment; she figured he didn't like the type of silence he received. If she was being honest she didn't particularly like spending her down time with anyone else other than with one of the Cullen's...more importantly Rosalie. So was she at fault here for having a preference for somone? He sighed and scratched at the back of his neck. He was frustrated. He always did that when he was throughly irritated.

"Look Bella I know you're doing better, and that's great. But when was the last time you've spoken to Jacob?" She frowned.

"I've been busy and you know that." She muttered without missing a beat.

It wasn't an entire lie. She has been busy. Though she did have to admit that even before Edward left she hadn't spoken to Jacob months beforehand. She hadn't been avoiding him on purpose, he just simply slipped her mind. He wasn't on her top priority list.

"With Rosalie."

The way Charlie spoke her name didn't settle well with her. She broke their gaze and chose to stare blankly at the ground. She heard him sigh and shuffle around.

"I invited him over, he should be here in a few minutes actually."

Her eyes shot to him and her lips parted in some sort of protest. Bella didn't like the way he had set her up, and she hated how she couldn't form any coherent sentence at the moment.

"Carlisle!"

It had gained everyone's attention but being the closest to the worried pixie Rosalie reached her first. She noticed two things on quick analysis. Alice was trying at all cost to avoid her eyes. She had a look of pure panic overshadowing her face. She kept her eyes trained on the tense seer while the members of her family filed in seconds later.

"What is it Alice? Did something happen," The blonde father figure of the family paused; hesitating for a second.

"Is it...Edward?"

Rosalie tensed for a second, but relaxed when Alice somberly shook her head. Part of her was glad this had nothing to do with Edward, but on another note she was starting to worry. Rosalie was no idiot that was for sure. She could read into anything she observed and from the signs she was currently witnessing this had something to do with her in a way.

"No, it's not Edward. It's...My vision involved...Bella." Casting a cautious glance Rosalie's way Alice continued when Rosalie merely tensed visibly trying to calm herself.

"Nothing has happened yet, but she was with him. Laurent. I couldn't see what exactly happened, but he's coming. Their was something blocking my vision and it blocked the entire encounter, but she was with us. She's going to be fine." Alice stated her ending information said firmly as if to assure Rosalie. It had done no such thing; only causing her to snap for a moment.

"The future is not set in stone Alice!" Everyone flinched at her outburst but kept quite for a moment.

"Rosalie. Alice is going by what she knows. Bella will be fine, her getting hurt would be the last thing any of us will let happen." Esme cooed moving towards the blonde.

"We should have finished him off when we had the chance." Came Emmet's unusually tense voice.

Rosalie seethed. She had voiced the same thoughts when the three vampires showed up unnoticed. They had already risked Bella's life once due to the failed plan to draw James away. She had told them they needed to track down the remaining pair, it was simple logic to do so. They were a coven of three James as their leader, Victoria his mate. His mate. They should have known she would come back for revenge. It only happened in rare cases, but it has been known. If a vampire has lost their mate to another vampire only a few can be driven into complete madness with revenge. They would let it take over all senses, mind and all. Driven by revenge, and denial they wouldn't stop until they accomplished exactly what they were seeking out.

Only once they achieved revenge will the pain, and sorrow for their lost mate sink in. They would then seek out final death in the Volturi. Laurent hadn't lost his mate, but he had lost something important to him. James was his coven leader and for him to follow James in such a way, he had to have a high level of respect for the vampire. Most coven's make pact with new members, and they would follow through such even if it brought them death. In a way that small pact was like a bond, a string that held the coven together.

"Even then there's still the matter of Victoria. We don't know if she's still out there, or if she went to the Volturi." Casey spoke calmly.

"Alice?" Jasper questioned, receiving a shake of the head from Alice.

"No, I can't see anything. I haven't seen anything move either, it's like she's eluding me— "

"It has been a raise in unseen visions Alice." Rosalie hissed accusingly, taking a threatening step forward. Jasper tensed stepping in front of Alice if needed protection is necessary.

Rosalie didn't waver from the act of protection, she hardened her glare and zeroed I'm on Alice standing behind Jasper coaxing him gently. Esme sighed wearily from the entire discussion. It was obvious Edwards leaving was weighing heavily on her shoulders. Add to the fact that Rosalie had confessed to Bella being her mate. It was beginning to become much of a burden trying to keep the family held together. Edward was apart of the family and his absence was being acknowledge if only consciously by them all. The tension only being a reminder that he was gone.

While they didn't talk much about it, what happened on Bella's birthday was affecting them all. They had already lost Edward, and that was already much to handle after having him around for so long. Only now though we're they understanding that not only did they lose Edward, but their relationship was also becoming strained with Bella. Of course they did not hold the blame to Rosalie, and it made sense that Bella was more comfortable with her. But they were beginning to miss the human. Bella hadn't came into much contact with any of them besides Rosalie. Having Edward gone, and Bella hesitant around them was something that affected the family in a negative way. They were slowly breaking. Drifting apart from one another.

"Alice is not at fault here Rosalie. We know how it feels to be in such a defensive state right now, and this does concern the safety of your mate, but no one is to blame here."

Rosalie sighed pushing a hand through her hair. She needed to see Bella. Her nerves were exceedingly high, and she needed the assurance that her mate was in one piece. Esme was right there was no one to blame, but she felt like she needed someone to blame. She frowned casting her gaze to Jasper for a split second. He was trying to calm her, and she hated when he did so. It made her feel weak, and was another reminder that she was losing control over herself.

"He might be fulfilling a agreement with James, if so then there will be a great chance he will try to attack Bella," Rosalie tensed but kept silent letting Carlisle speak.

"From what has happened, he still believes Edward to be her mate. So we will use this as an advantage. Once he realizes Edward is gone, he will believe that we have as well. He is not a tracker like James so that proves to be another advantage, so we will wait. Watch until he tries to make a move."

He spoke firmly. Shooting a warning glance towards Rosalie. They all had expected some protest to escape her lips, but when she simply set her jaw and kept silent they sighed in relief. Rosalie waited. Waited for any indication that they would continue to speak on the matter.

"She's home Rosalie." Alice spoke softly.

Nodding Rosalie walked at human pace towards the front door. Only when she passed the threshold did she finally let the panic of her mate's safety drive her towards Bella.

Not much happened, but I needed this to set things up. Or the next chapter would have been super freaking long. So please don't shank me. Next one will be filled with all that stuff...maybe an appearance from the wolves ( Nope I did not just give you a spoiler - Wink, Wink - ) Yeah though I mean if Laurent showed up Victoria is bound to make an appearance. Yep the story is officially kicking off. Boom That's it folks thanks for reading.

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