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Chapter 35


"Human."

Emerald eyes pinned her with a steely gaze.

"What are you?"

Rosalie growled as the grip on her steering wheel tightened. The wheel groaned under the pressure.

What Harry had said had hit closer to home than she had expected it to.

Having Harry lie to her face had affected her more than she had expected.

Rosalie frowned as she pressed even harder on the gas pedal. As the car sped down the empty road, Rosalie shifted through her feeling.

She had felt…hurt?

...

…Damn.

She had actually felt hurt, though only to a small degree, at being lied to so plainly, smoothly – by Harry.

Rosalie let out a frustrated huff.

She didn't know what she was more upset about – the fact that she had let the tiny mechanic get so close to her or the fact that the midget had been careless enough to get hurt.

And that was another thing.

Rosalie wanted nothing more than to speed down to La Push and rip whatever filthy mutt that bit Harry a new one.

And she'd be justified too.

The treaty that had been signed those many years ago had been set up because the wolves had thought that her and her family were a danger to the humans.

But wasn't that funny?

In the end it was a dog that ended up hurting a human. It seemed as if they were the real threats.

Rosalie slammed down on the brakes, the car jerking to a stop.

"Dammit!" She nearly ripped off the car's wheel.

Rosalie knew that she wasn't thinking straight. Her emotions were all over the place. Where was Jazz when you needed him?

"It's okay Rose."

Ugh. Things were a lot simpler a couple of months ago.

But now, this was different.

Maybe coming to Forks was a mistake. Or maybe becoming familiar with a human was.

"You think?" Edward's voice sounded in her head.

Rosalie scowled, shaking her head. As if she needed Edward as her conscience. He'd been riding her back from day one.

...Wait a minute, Edward had some fault in all this. He was always too careless with his powers. Even though the chances of him encountering a mortal with such mental prowess were slim to none, he should have been more cautious.

Hmm, scars from abuse and battles, unnatural energy that simply ebbed from her being, an...instrument that burnt skin harder than granite and the ability to detect mind invasions.

Harry was by far the most abnormal human being she'd ever met.

But what did all this mean going forward?

After a moment of simply sitting in her car, Rosalie started it up again, finally coming to a decision.

She needed to talk to Carlisle.


Word Count: 453

A/N: I hope that this is realistic enough. You would not believe how many times I accidentally deleted this chapter.

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