Chapter 4

Risks Showing High''

EDWARD

This girl who introduced herself as Rose Hathaway was so much different from Bella but yet so much alike Bella at the same time.

Bella was Ivory skinned while Rose was light-tanned skin while Bella had lean figure while Rose has curves. But they both are reckless and have a habit of acting courageous at completely wrong time and wrong places.

And not to mention their quick and high temper. Rose isn't fragile and vulnerable as Bella but is very prone to trouble. I don't know why I am comparing Bella to Rose. They both are completely different person.

I don't know how but Rose convinced me to live, to stay alive. She showed a hope, a reason to live. I do understand that her condition is worse than me.

She loved him, she doesn't tell me his name, when he turned into a deathly vampire, and 'strigoi' is the term she prefers.

She dropped out of her school and went to Russia to search for him, only to kill him so she could save his soul.

But she failed and then she learned there's a way to restore his soul and in order to do so she helped a prisoner to escape and hunted down his brother and when she finally restored his soul, he turned his back on her, refused to meet her and at last broke her heart that he doesn't love her; that his love has faded.

I felt so enraged at him.

How could he say that to her, did something like that to her after what she did for him. He owed her his life after all. But what he did broke her heart, no shattered her heart into million pieces, which are lost now.

Million lost pieces of her heart.

But there is only one thing stuck on my mind what I did to Bella was no different what he did to Rose. What I did was to protect Bella while Rose doesn't need to be protected or as she says.

But these two things are not very different. Even if I wanted to protect her, but from what. In the end she is dead.

If I hadn't left her she may have lived a little longer. Rose knocks on the open door of my room. She looks at like she is happy, like I give her hope to move on while she gives me mine.

Her dark brown hair was curled around her face reaching up to her waist. While her dark brown eyes lingers around, observing every object warily in my room. I smile and said "Come in, Rose".

She smiles and enters the room. Her dark long hair flips forwards as she moves. Few of the shorter strands of her hair stays at the either sides of her faces. She said something, which took me by surprise. "I want to go to Forks". It really took me by my surprise.

But I shouldn't be stunned after all everything about her took me by surprise. Even her existence was a surprise for me. It has been ten days since I met her at the airport.

And every day she surprises me more and more by the day. There are many questions in my mind like who is this girl? What is she doing here? What am I doing here with her? What is she is doing to my life? And at last what is she doing to me?

But then I realized that I have been staring at her for a little longer than I should while she is waiting for my reply. I don't know what to answer.

So I said, "No, I don't think it's a good idea."

She stared at me for a second and said, "What? It's a great idea. Please, Edward. I want to see where she lived? Where you met her? How she looked? Please!"

Then she leaned forward with her dark brown hair Falling on her face and looked at me like a homeless child looking for love and warmth. I couldn't deny her, especially with that look on her face. I nodded with exasperation.

She literally jumped on me this time and hugged me. She sounded like a child when she said "Promise" then I realized she is a child in her heart.

That made her different from Bella who practically took care of her mother from her adolescence.

I answered "Promise".