A/N: So, as you can see, I finally updated for you guys. Things are wayyyy better for me now. My girl and I have worked out some things and we're back together:) I've learned a lot since our little split, but the most important thing I've learned is that I can infact live without her. It took me awhile to figure this out but yeah, I can. I would like to thank you guys for all your advice and support, it means soo much to me. But without further ado, here's your new chapter. Enjoy!

Oh, and this is a bit off subject but it absolutely needs to be said. So ya know what really grinds my gears about America? I'll tell you. What really grinds my gears about this country is when we take a good ass show and turn it into shit-on-shit. Case in point: Skins. Originally a classic British television show, but I'm afraid America has tainted its awesomeness. I'm so not a hater, but our adaptation of the show is utter bullshit. I mean the character are nowhere near as dynamic as the originals, and I'm just appalled by their choice of Effy fucking Stonem. I mean, nobody is EVER gonna compare to Kaya Scolderlario. She's beyond fucking hot! She could probably turn the straightest girl gay with just one look into her eyes. If you haven't seen the original then I suggest you do. Anyway, enough of my little rant.

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins or Twilight

The Aftermath

My vision is unfocused as I come to, but I can still make out white; my first thought is that I'm in heaven. But when my eyes adjust to the very vivid figure in front of me, who looks an awful like my mother, I immediately dismiss that thought.

"Bella?"

"Mom?" My mind is hazy, and everything is just too bright.

"Bella, sweetie. It's okay, you're safe."

"Wher...where are they?"

"If by 'they' you mean Edward and Rosalie, then Edward went to get some coffee and Rosalie is over there sleeping in the chair. I don't even think they've been home at all."

"What..what happened?"

"Well, when you fell , you broke your leg and lost a lot of blood..."

"-What? fell?"

"You don't remember anything, do you?"

"Remember what exactly?"

"Edward came down with his dad to try to convince you to come back to forks. So you went over to their hotel, then you tripped and fell down two flights of stair. You fell through a window, Bella." Random images flashed through my mind, and I slowly started to remember what really happened. I couldn't help but inwardly laugh at how probable this story is.

"Yea, that sounds like me..."

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry. Phil's been texting me non-stop from Florida. You are so gonna love Jacksonville. It's sunny every day..."

"-Wait, Jacksonville?" What the heck is she talking about?

"Yeah. I thought you wanted to come live with me and Phil?"

"No, mom. I still wanna live in forks..with dad." The idea of leaving forks, of leaving..them, instantly makes my stomach turn.

"What?"

"I want to live in forks. I need to be here."

"Well, okay. We'll talk about it some more once you're better."

"Um, do you think you could get dad? I have to talk to him...apologize."

"Okay, sweetheart. I'll go get em and you just relax." She hesitantly leaves, giving me time to wallow in my own pain. There's movement on my right, so I turn my head and I'm immediately met with sad, liquid gold eyes.

"So what really happened? Where's James?"

"We took care of it." She stands and walks over to me, and I could help but notice how void her face looks. "The women, Victoria, she ran off."

"Rosalie, please don't look like that. I'm alive because of you..."

"-No, you're in here because of me. And the worst part about it is that I didn't think I'd stop."

"But you did stop.."

"-Yeah, right after Edward practically tackled me and pinned me to the ground.." An awkward silence falls upon us for a moment, she sighs and runs her fingers through her long locks and then continues.

"Bella, you gotta go to Jacksonville so I can't hurt you anymore..." My heart instantly shatters. Is she serious? Does she not want me anymore?

"What?" My voice is gruff and nothing but a whisper, but I know she heard it.

"Are you serio...No! No! I don't even know what you're..how..WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" Words are just flying out of mouth; words that are just jumbled and make no sense what so ever.

"You want me to go away?" She's looking at me with so much pain, so much hurt.. that it makes me hurt even more. "I cant...No! I won't! I cant...I can't leave you.."

"-Bella."

"No. I can't..we can't be apart..you can't leave me!"

Rosalie Pov

She's erratic, desperate even, which only makes this that much harder.

"Rose, I can't leave...you can't leave me.."

"I'm here. I haven't gone anywhere.." She continuously blinks her eyes, letting me know that she's on the verge of tears.

"Okay. Just don't...you can't say stuff like that to me..ever."

"Bella, where else am I gonna go?" The gentle kiss that I place on her head is reassuring; she settles into her bed more relaxed. I'm about to fully pull away when a certain thought crosses my mind. Even though I have had glimpses of this thought, or rather decision a few hours prior, it still causes my body to go rigid. Im so caught up in what was happening between Bella and myself that I hadn't even realized Edward had been watching us.

"Rose, is something wrong?" She shifts her head upward so that her eyes lock with my own, and I do my best to keep my face neutral; I don't want to put her through anymore pain.

"Of course, Bella. Everything's fine. I'm gonna go get some fresh air, so why don't you get some rest, okay?" There's a flash of panic in her eyes as she reaches for me.

"Don't worry, Bella. I'll come back." I place another reassuring kiss to her forehead before walking out of the room and down the hallway; his scent is strong, so I know he's still in the hospital.

He's just about to walk out of the hospital as I'm coming off the elevator. "Edward." He tenses and immediately stops in his tracks. He sighs before turning around, readying himself for the mental conversation we're about to have, and flashes me that crooked smile. Only this time it doesn't quite reach the corners of his mouth.

"You're leaving." He chuckles sadly while running his fingers through his already disheveled hair.

"Should of known I'd never be able to get anything past you." He points and taps his head.

"Guess where a lot alike in ways," I say humorously.

"Ahh, yes. I suppose what we have is both a gift and a curse." There's a brief moment of silence between us.

"Edward , you can't. Esme, Carlisle...it'll break them."

"They'll be fine. You and I both know this isn't forever...they'll understand that I need this."

"Alice, Emmet, and Jasper? What about them?"

"Rose, this isn't anything new. If it weren't for Alice's or your visions, they wouldn't even know that id be leaving."

"What about me, Edward? And Bella? How do you think she's going to feel knowing that you're gone?"

There's another chuckle and a sigh. "She'll live, Rose. She has you to help pick up the pieces. She loves you."

"She loves you too, ya know?"

"Yeah, but she loves you more. As for you? Well, I honestly would of thought you'd be a bit more happy, seeing as though I'm out of the picture.."

"I'm not that much of a bitch, Edward. We might not get along ALL the time... but you're still my brother and I do care for you and your happiness.

"As do I, Rose. Listen, I won't be gone long. I just need..time, okay?" I know how much of a lonely soul Edward can be; solitude is his only piece of mind so how can I deny him that after everything?

"Okay, Edward. Just make sure you come back soon... for every ones sake." He nods his head solemnly.

"Thank you, Edward."

"For what?"

" For this... for letting me have her. For putting your own happiness aside for my own. I'm..I'm so very grateful for this..and..and I love you so very much." I'm not too surprised by the look on his face, for these words have never left my mouth before..until now.

"I..I love you too, Rose. Take care of her."

/

It's been about three weeks since the James incident; Bella was released from the hospital a week after . Edward hasn't left yet; he keeps his distance, avoiding school and Bella all together. His mind is still up made up about leaving, everyone except Bella knows this, but we just don't know when. Bella hasn't seen him since well, hours before the incident, and she's constantly asking me about him. I don't know what to tell her. He seems to be waiting for something...but what?

Prom is in a week or so, and I have yet to ask her about it even though I already know her answer, but I guess I can show some initiative.

"Bella." I say in a shaky voice as I grasp her wandering hands. I don't know if it was the whole near death experience or whatever, but since then, let's just say shy Bella aint so shy anymore. And I should welcome the fact that she's being quite assertive with her hands, but I just don't trust myself anymore. I've already tasted her blood once and my knowledge of how exquisite she taste is enough to put me in my place, which is far, far away from this situation. So kissing, touching? Yeah, not so much anymore, but of course she's not having any of that.

"Yes, Rosalie?" She whisper in a voice that's just as shaky as mine. I'm on my back, slightly leaning against her head board with my right arm around her waist. She's curled into my side, right leg slung over my waist and her right hand WAS drawing suggestive patterns very close to my naughty bits. And all of this seems and would be normal if it wasn't for that very distinct scent in the air; the scent of arousal. This is like her tenth time trying to initiate something and I've denied her every time.

"Please stop." And just like those other times, she throws a fit.

"Ugh!" She's doing her best to turn away from me, pouting with her arms folded across her chest just like a child not getting her way. But I'm afraid it's much too hard to get out of a vampires grasp; in realization of this, she settles for turning her head away from me.

"Bella..." I sigh, putting down the English book we were supposed to be reading for school, and give her my full attention. "Why do we always do this, Bella? Why do you always have to get so upset?"

"BECAUSE YOU WONT.." And even though I can't fully see her face, I can definitely smell the blush rising to her cheeks. I'll always find it amusing that she can go from sexually, assertive, Bella to shy Bella in a matter of minutes.

"I won't what, Bella?" I'm trying my hardest to keep an innocent look on my face.

"Because you won't touch me..kiss me..or do anything anymore.." She mumbles this, keeping her gaze from me; I can feel the venom pooling in my mouth as her blush intensifies. I swallow hard and ignore that pulsing, blue vein that's so clearly visible with the way her heads turned.

"Bella," I turn her head so that she looking at me; she so very embarrassed and frustrated. "You know why I can't. I don't want to hurt you anymore. I..I just don't think I have the strength." A look of understanding crosses her features, but its soon washed away by determination.

"Rosalie, you won't hurt me. I know you won't. Just please...please try? For me?"

"Bella.."

"Please, Rose? Just kissing, that's all I'm asking..nothing else." She's pleading now, holding onto my shirt with her puppy-dog eyes, and she knows I can't say no to that.

I sigh in defeat. "Alright, Bella. Kissing but that's it. And when I tell you to stop you have to do it, understand?" And just like that, her demeanor changes; she nods her head energetically and her yes like up with child like wonder.

"Well?" I finally say after a while of just sitting there and waiting for something to happen.

"Well what?" Oh my gosh, is she serious?

"Well I don't know. I thought you wanted to kiss?"

" Yeah I do..but I thought that you were going to..." She mumbles the last part as she blushes ,bites her lip and fiddles with her fingers. I choose not to comment as I lean in a bit. She notices this and leans in a bit more; not a moment later, I feel her eager mouth on mine. I find myself sighing into the kiss because it truly has been way too long. Her lips create a bitter-sweet taste in my mouth; she taste exactly how I picture heaven would if it were food.

Her hands grip at my shirt more roughly as my lips caress hers, and a moan escapes her mouth when I slowly thread my fingers in her hair. That leg is back over my hip once the kissing intensifies to lip sucking. Her scent is becoming stronger with each second; I'm slowly started to reach my breaking point, but its only when her tongue gently pushes past my lips and grazes my fangs that I fully break.

"STOP." I pull back and breathe in a bunch of unneeded air, which is a mistake because all I can smell is her; There's a whine that escapes me along with a low rumbling in my chest.

"I...I'm so sorry, Rose." She panting also and eyeing me guiltily, so I shake my head "no" in response. We finally catch our breaths , but there's more than a little bit of awkwardness. I mean, what exactly do you say after something like this? Thanks for the make out session? Yeah, I think not. So after what seems like five minutes of awkward silence, I take things into my own hands and ask her the question I've been dying to ask.

"Soo..about Prom...?" I watch in amusement as her features turn to that of utter disgust.

"Rose," She whines, "I don't do that...dancing or any of that stuff. It's stupid."

"Oh come on, Bella. It's an important right of passage. I mean, you only get to be in high school once...well technically for four years, but you know what I mean." She opens her mouth to say something, but stops when she sees the look on my face; I don't need to read her mind to know what she was thinking, and the whole "changing' conversation is not something I feel like arguing about at the moment.

"Why, Rose? Why do you want me to go to Prom when you didn't even go to yours?" She's in her stubborn mode right now but I'm not giving in so easily.

"Bella, sweetie. We didn't have Proms when I was growing up in the 1920's." She blushes at this realization, which only makes me laugh. "Well, I'm pretty sure you could of went last year or the year before that..."

"-That's because I had no interest."

"-Exactly! See, you agree that it's not at all interesting.."

"-What I mean to say is that I didn't have what I have now. So why would I waste my time amongst humans?" Well, shy Bella is back now. "It'll be a first for me too. Don't you want to share that with me?"

"Well, I mean, yeah. I just..."

"-Great! So Alice will pick you up on Tuesday for dress shopping."

"Wha...Oh come on, that's not fair! You did it, didn't you?"

"Did what, Bella?" I say innocently, knowing full well as to what she's referring to.

"Oh, don't you 'did what, Bella' me! You did it! That...that charmer or dazzler thing!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about.."

"Yeah, mhmm. I bet you don't."