Chapter seven, pain.

Rosalie's point of view.

"Goodnight mommy." Came the small whisper from upstairs. No. No, she couldn't have. My heart immediately started to ache with loss, as I looked to the ceiling.

This was meant to be my second chance. I would have loved her like any mother loves her child. I would have taken her out on mother daughter trips. She would have been mine.

But she chose Esme. I get why, Esme was the perfect mother. She had raised me in my second life, even though I may have resented her husband for what he did to me. She chose her instead of me. I felt pain rip through my body not even a second after the words slipped Bella's mouth. Edward, Jasper and Emmett all looked over at me from their position on the couch. Jasper tried sending out calming waves to me, but I tore out of the room and into the forest before they could fully effect me.

I ran full speed into the forest, far enough away so that Edward couldn't read my mind, and that Jasper couldn't feel my emotions. I could tell that Emmett had followed me, like he always did when I needed time alone.

The first couple of decades with the family had been the hardest of my life, especially the first two years without Emmett. I didn't know how to handle it. The tiniest thing could remind me of what Royce did to me. It could be anything from my arm brushing against somebody else's, or the scream of somebody outside. Having Edward there was worse, because he could see it just as clearly as I could remember it.

Carlisle had only told him briefly about what happened to me, so the first time I thought of it around him, it really shocked him. He was so kind to me for the rest of that day, and I would never forget how he picked me fresh flowers from the garden of the house we were living in at the time. He showed affection. Not in a romantic way, but in a brotherly way. And I would never be able to repay him for his kindness.

Then Emmett came along. When I saw him being mauled by that bear, I could only think of Henry, the little boy of my best friend. He had the same dimples and child-like face, that I had to save him.

Things were better with Emmett around, but it didn't make the memories any easier. The first few times he tried to do something nice for me, I shut him out. Like the time he pulled me into a hug by surprise. I screamed in terror, turning around and almost completely ripping his arm off with my newly acquired strength. But he didn't fight back. He didn't know what had happened to me at the time, and he didn't fight back. He let me get whatever I needed to out of my system, then went to Carlisle to have his arm fixed. And I loved him for that. For caring even when he didn't know what was wrong. For loving me before I could love him. For being there, forever.

Once I was far away enough from the house, I collapsed on the floor in dry sobs. I know that it was overly selfish of me, but I couldn't help it. Bella was meant to be mine, but she didn't want me to be. I felt Emmett sit beside me and pull me into an embrace, just like the ones we had when I was having a bad day. We would go up to our room and lay there in each others arms, him not speaking, just being there. Giving me time to calm down.

Emmett rubbed circles into my arm as he held me, letting me get my emotions out, emotions that weren't being manipulated by Jasper.

Jasper's point of view.

I had felt the two conflicting emotions as soon as Bella spoke those words. The complete and utter joy coming from Esme, and the almost unbearable pain coming from Rosalie. She sped out of the room before I could do anything, and Emmett just a millisecond after her.

I was used to this, Rosalie and Emmett going away somewhere when she was struggling. I had learned that the hard way.

It had been only a week after me and Alice had joined the coven. Alice suggest we had a movie night, so I had picked a random movie from the stack that they had. About ten minutes in, the woman on screen was grabbed roughly by a man, and she was slammed against the wall.

I had reached for the remote to turn it off as soon as I felt so many painful emotions coming from Rosalie. When I turned to see if she was alright, she had already left, as well as Emmett.

I turned to the rest of the household, looking for answers. I had noticed a difference about Rosalie's emotions for the time that I was there, but I just thought she had been having trouble with her new life. I had met newborns in my time that had been feeling similar emotions, but not as strong.

Edward had motioned for me to go with him, so I followed him outside to the back of the house. He turned to look at me, a serious look on his face.

"Before Rosalie was turned, she..uhm...she was raped by her fiancé and his friends. Just...be careful with her." And with that, Edward had left me in the garden to think it over.

I felt bad for days. I had tried to make it up to Rosalie the day after. Gave her good emotions, I let her choose the hunting destination, and I tried to keep the bad feelings away. She didn't thank me in words, but I felt her emotions, and that was enough for me.

When Esme came down, she immediately noticed the absence of her other children. She looked over at Carlisle for answers, and he met her with a sad look. Edward obviously read the answer in her mind and he nodded his head, looking at her solemnly. I felt Esme's feelings drop, so I went over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Mom, it's alright, she'll get over it." I said, knowing that when I, or any other adoptive sibling of mine, called her mom, she loved it. She smiled and pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you, Jasper." Esme was filled with happiness again, though she still felt guilt. I quickly removed that feeling, not wanting her to blame herself. When she pulled away from the hug, Carlisle turned to us.

"I'll call child services tomorrow. They'll probably send somebody over in a couple of days, and we can adopt Bella." That scentance had Edward out of the house. I know he didn't want Bella here because of the danger, but I could tell that he loved her really.

That's chapter five. I know this one didn't have a bella's point of view, and the next one probably won't either. This one was to give more of an insight on the Cullen's, mostly Rosalie's, backstories, and to add my own stuff in there if what I think would have happened. So, did you like it? What do you think Rosalie will do now? I really liked writing this chapter, but I think that's the because my favourite point of view to write is Jasper's. I don't know why, but he is my favourite to write as. Don't forget to leave suggestions, as I'm working on a way to incorporate one I've had at the moment. Thank you for reading.

-Bambie.