Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer. If I were
Stephanie Meyer, I would be writing Midnight
Sun, not some fanfiction. Since I am not she,
it obviously means I don't own the characters.
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Adalie POV
Guilt courses through me like blood once did. I feel horrible for making Edward feel like he has to leave. This was his home first. I should have nothing over that.
"Si Edward est que mon opposition à être ici, je vais partir. Je ne devrais pas être la chose divisant votre famille."
Alice chuckles softly. "That's hardly the case, Adalie. Edward is having a hard time… adjusting."
"To me?"
"No."
The way Alice states it closes the subject, but I continue to press further. "If not, why won't you tell me?"
Alice sighs, annoyed. "It's not up to me, okay? Wait for Edward to tell you."
"No! I'm tired of waiting! I've had nothing to do but wait for one hundred thirty one years! You've had people to socialize with, to amour! Qu'est-ce que j'ai eu? Rien! J'ai été seule si longtemps, et vous voulez juste-moi de rester comme ça!"
What have I had? Nothing! I've been alone so long, and you want me to remain that way!
They let me finish my rant in a stunned silence. I hang my head in shame. This is not the behavior people generally want in a new family member. What a perfect example of typical adolescent behavior.
Nice going, Adalie.
Rosalie POV
I know I'd be just as demanding as Adalie is being right now if I were in her position. In fact, I think I'd throw in more outrageous facial expressions, making my whole speech as dramatic as possible. I think there's a chance I'd throw a chair or two.
But poor Adalie just looks broken. I think it's time she has a friend. Besides, she's really barely more than a child. Imagine; being changed at fourteen! I bet she hadn't even started menstruating.
"Adalie, would you like to go for a walk with me?"
Adalie looks startled. Everyone looks startled, in fact. "Really?"
I nod. "Come on. I'll show you all of Washington. You'll never get lost if you let me give you a tour." I smile to myself. I think Emmett would have said something similar in a day or so to her.
"All right."
Alice stares at me blankly as Adalie follows me out the door. I break into a run to get out of hearing range as fast as possible. I hear Adalie's soft footsteps behind me, and I stop at a meadow that Edward once described. I do believe that this was the meadow Bella dubbed as "theirs."
Alice's Vision
"So why would he leave if he didn't hate me?"
Rosalie sighs and sits down on the grass. "Edward is more complex than you could imagine."
Rose absentmindedly picks a flower. I recognize the meadow as the one Edward took Bella to on their first official date. How dare she.
Adalie POV
"Rosalie?"
"Hm."
Rosalie quietly surveys the meadow. It is peaceful, and for some reason I feel a twinge of nostalgia. I want to remember my human life more than ever now. I wonder when I've been somewhere like this.
"Edward hates me."
"Not completely."
I'm puzzled. "So why would he leave if he didn't hate me?"
"Edward is more complex than you can imagine."
I narrow my eyes. "I have a pretty vivid imagination."
"Do you?" Rosalie's laugh is cold.
"Try me."
Rosalie turns to face me. "I don't think so."
I plant a hand on my hip and feel silly automatically. I must look so childish. "I do."
Rosalie's face softens. "You know, if I had a daughter, I'd have wanted her to be like you."
Her voice is so low I'm not sure I can hear it. But I'm caught off guard. That's a pretty unusual thing to say to someone, let alone someone you met only four hours ago or so.
"Excuse me?"
Rosalie's look turns dark as she turns her head. "Never mind."
I don't push the matter as I sit beside her. We sit in silence for ten minutes, Rosalie toying with the flower beside her and me not moving. Not breathing.
"Edward loved someone."
"I gathered as much."
Rosalie turns to face me again, face blank. "I don't think so. I really think you couldn't grasp the flavor, the idea of their love. Their bond was stronger than most forged over years, and they didn't even know each other for two years. I think I couldn't, either, until it was too late.
"Edward and this girl—let's call her Vera—their bond defied everything. It broke rules, it was free, and it was love in its truest form. Natural.
"I was horrible, Adalie. I did so much to hurt them. I was a nightmare. I hate myself for it. I think I drove them apart in a way. But that wasn't the worst I did."
I wait intently for more, but Rosalie doesn't continue.
"Where is Vera now?"
"Let's not talk about that anymore. I've already said too much."
"All right."
Edward POV
Tanya is still mulling over what I said.
You couldn't mean that, Edward. You know I'll still be here as a friend. But if you're going through this, I'm not sure if friend is enough for either of us. I want—and I think you want—something more.
"Tanya…" I warn.
Think on it, Edward. I regret I never met her, but this is what she'd want. For you to move on. To stop wallowing in what could have, but what will be.
I grimace; I know Tanya is right.
A/N: Hope you liked Rosalie's point of view on Adalie. I had a lot of fun rereading Eclipse (note the Vera mention). Thanks to those who reviewed, and keep reviewing! I've now added anonymous reviews as a possibility. I figure that since I don't know you guys and the chances that I ever will are so small that it doesn't matter if I know who loves this and who hates it. I noticed I had 1,050 hits. And I was super excited. And then I looked at the number of reviews. Not so excited. I'd really, really, really, REALLY like reviews. Please? Do I have to resort to the "I won't update until I have 1,000,000,0000 reviews"? Thanks so much to my readers!
-Monny (and CAITIE! See, Cait, I did let you type it! HA! PS to Caitie-You owe me a fake reefer stick prop thingy)
