A/N: Okay, just I case some of you are wondering the Cullen's aren't coming into the story for a while and they won't be coming back at the same time. Bella's revenge will be first and then I'll set the story in the direction the Cullen's entering it. I'm also wondering if people would like a POV for someone at the Cullen house.

Rosalie POV:

I slowly walked behind Bella as she soared through the night skies jumping from tree to tree laughing blissfully and childishly, scaring all animals away within a hundred mile radius. I smiled for her; I was envious of her freedom. To lose the one who tortured you so badly and then be free to do whatever you so desperately want must feel so tremendous.

She dropped to the forest floor, landing in front of me, smiling like a goofball. She giggled and jumped again, gesturing me to follow her and join in on her little game of freedom. I complied but unlike her I had no one to watch over me so I had limitations and slight cautions.

She finally fell to the floor when we landed in the baseball meadow and laughed. Something she had been doing quite frequently since Mike's 'casualty'. She lay down on the ground and made invisible dirt angels in the floor. I joined her on the floor and together we looked at the stars.

"Why do you hate this life so much, Rosalie?" She asked, turning towards me.

I continued to look at the stars and gave a short snort, very unladylike but appropriate for such a conversation. One I'd rather avoid.

"When you realise that you can travel the world and see countries over and over again, with nothing changing except them gradually becoming more alike, things start to look pretty depressing and dull." I half lied.

She sighed. "That does seem pretty depressing. Even if it's only part of the reason as to why you hate being a vampire."

I sighed and stood up, breaking eye contact with the stars and started looking between the trees into the endless void of seeming blackness. "I hate this life for many reasons. I've always have, always will. Nothings going to change that. Sure, I'll admit that with Emmett coming into my life that things we're far more satisfying and even fun… But, it's what was taken from me. Like you, I was dying when Carlisle found me. I was dead and bloody on the side of a road left for dead by a man I had once thought I loved and was loved by in return. I lost the right to see my brothers, I lost the right to have children, I lost the right to die and most importantly I lost the right to see eternal peace. Why would the honourable St Peter allow killer vampires into heaven? He wouldn't and even if he did, God would be sure to turn them out again." I sighed and sat back down next to her, closing my eyes to hold back the venom flowing behind them. Sure, they'll never fall but it was a silly human habit.

Like biting ones lip, a habit Bella still acquired. Releasing her lip she rested her head against my shoulder and dry sobbed along with me. I wrapped my arms around her and joined her. Before long we were huddled together in a fetal position just dry sobbing, asking the saints and angels why they stripped everything we ever wanted and loved.

Was it so wrong to dream? To hope? To love? Was it so wrong that they would take everything away and leave us nothing but emptiness and pain?

We stayed there until the sun peaked over the horizon and hovered gracefully over our cold bodies, making them sparkle like thousands of diamonds.

She traced a pattern on my skin and she smiled. "Edward once told me this skin was the skin of a killer. Its skin that holds a person inside protects its host. It does the hosts will. Don't you see? The skin doesn't make the killer, the host does. The skin is merely a vessel. I believe that's the same as a person's species and their soul. You've never harmed someone who never deserved death. You did God's bidding. Yes, you weren't asked to and it wasn't under the best of circumstances but you did it. One way or another God would have made Mike and whoever hurt you suffer. You just progressed things and did him a favour. You're a good person Rosalie. Don't ever doubt or deny that." She stood up and helped me off the floor. We brushed off twigs or whatever else stuck to us and looked at each other.

"What are we doing next?" she asked me.

"Those mongrels are next on my list."

She nodded and ran off in the direction of the main house.

I thought of what she said and smiled. Everyone said my stubborn point and my pride were my strongest point. I couldn't agree more. Although what Bella said made me feel better and I'd never tell her this but I didn't believe a single thing that had left her mouth.

Vampires.

We're all destined to be judged for hell.