I hope I haven't been too mean to poor Rose :P


As soon as we got back inside Alice kept me well clear of Bella and Edward in the living room. I didn't dare look at them. It hurt too much.

She let me upstairs to the bathroom and began running a bath for me as I took the first look at myself in the mirror I had done since I came back.

Her eyes were dark from sleep deprivation. They seemed hollow and sad. If I had hated my looks before, this was nothing compared to how much I hated my reflection now. I almost felt sorry for the unknown girl standing in front of me. She looked like she was in so much pain.

However, what bothered me the most was her hair.

It was still the same length, though greasy and tangled. I looked awful. Like a girl begging on the streets. The dark blonde was almost green.

"Rose, you'll look so much better in a few minutes. I promise." said Alice, dragging me away from the mirror.

She looked me up and down disapprovingly. "Ok I do have some clothes for you… we'll get some more tomorrow. And if your hair… well I can dye that if I have to."

I tried to smile.

"Umm… what happened to your wedding dress?"

A tear began to fall again and I wiped it away quickly, laughing sombrely. "I sold it for fucking plane tickets."

. . . . . . . . . .

Alice didn't leave me alone, and I was grateful for it. The Cullens seemed to have decided not to overcrowd me in my time of… loss. Instead it was only Alice for the time being. She fixed my hair and got me some clothes. I had missed this so much.

As the realisation finally sunk in about Edward and my relationship being no more, Alice let my cry on her shoulder while we sat on her and Jasper's bed. Jasper came into the room, though he lingered a little way away from me.

My heart wasn't healing. I felt the strange sensation that it was numbing. Suddenly I couldn't cry anymore, though I still held onto Alice. She rocked me gently, stroking my now, soft and fluffy hair. I didn't even notice myself drift off.

. . . . . . . . . .

The next morning was the worst. It was worse than when I had been taken back to the real world. The fact he was here… with someone else, was horrifying.

Not long after I woke Alice came up with some food. I asked for three more helpings.

Most of my morning was spent wallowing in my own pity. It sickened me after a few hours, but I couldn't will myself to do anything but cry and eat, and then cry some more.

After lunch, I sprinted to the bathroom to throw most of it back up anyway.

"Rose…" I heard a sigh from behind me.

I curled up on the floor, hugging my legs. Rosalie kneeled beside me, while Alice lingered by the doorway.

"You need to get your mind off this." She said. "It's not good for you."

Angry tears erupted. "Why does it matter anymore, Rosalie? I should have expected it."

She watched me coldly. "We're your family, and we care about you. Now stand up."

I slowly stood up, as did she, and was soon welcomed into a hug.

"We're going out." She stated.

"Rosalie, I don't think…" I started.

"No, you need some new clothes anyway." Alice came in. "It'll get your mind off it."

I sighed in defeat. "Fine."

. . . . . . . . . .

Somehow Alice and Rosalie dragged me round the mall, and ended up with about ten bags of clothes and shoes. They had been right – for a little while I did have my mind off Edward. But then I saw the book store and it wouldn't get out of my head.

I didn't cry while I was there, thankfully. When I almost broke down when we were getting shoes, Alice held me together.

We were in the café having tea, though I was the only one actually drinking it, when someone came over to us.

"Uh… hi." It was a guy no older than sixteen or seventeen. He had dark brown hair in a sort of Emo style, with a red streak through it. He dressed very Emo as well.

Rosalie stared at him cold and hard with her eyebrows raised. "Yes?" she asked, in an angry tone.

My eyes narrowed slightly as if to say 'Rosalie! Stop scaring him!'

The boy did look pretty nervous and I guessed he had come over here to ask one of us out. "I just wanted to say you have really nice hair." He said to me.

My hand that was resting on my lap under the table curled into a fist. "Thanks." I said as I felt the pain in my heart.

"I'm Terri by the way." he replied, smiling slightly.

Alice stood up. I wondered if she'd seen me cry. "Well we have to go." she picked up the bags, as did Rosalie. I stood up slowly.

"Oh, ok." Terri seemed a bit let down. "I'll see you around… maybe?"

"Um… sure." I replied, being pulled away by Rosalie and Alice. "Bye!"

"Are you ok?" asked Alice, swiftly taking us out of the mall and back to the car.

I didn't reply.


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