Stolen Moments
by vexatively
Challenge #38 : SKIN
Title: Overcoat
Team: Human
Challenge: Skin
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Character: Edward
Author's Notes: During his brief stint in Brazil…
The hand that offers the battered overcoat is persistent. Pouring rain drenches her skin and makes her shiver, though not entirely from the cold.
"I don't need it," you tell her in Portuguese. I don't deserve the reprieve.
She shakes her head.
Sighing, you take it, sitting down on the pavement.
"Come here. It's yours after all." She complies, brown eyes (just like Bella's) wide, even if her body screams at her to run away from here.
You smile then, briefly. Eyes still searching for any traces of flaming red hair, if only to keep your life… your heart alive.
Title: Crimson Eyes
Team: Human
Challenge: Skin
Word Count: 100 (and a bit)
Rating: PG
Character: Emmett/Rosalie
The first time Emmett opened his newly crimson eyes, he saw an angel. It didn't make sense, not after the excruciating pain. "Welcome to hell," she told him, through her perfect rosebud lips.
That made even less sense.
The second time Emmett opened his newly crimson eyes (pretending that the tortured screams were nightmares didn't make them-going-away any easier), he saw salvation.
"Edward's wrong, you know." Like before, he just looked at her perfect rosebud lips blankly. "You, at least… you're not a monster."
She didn't even wait for his response.
"No monster could look as indecent as you in the sunlight."
Title: Skin Deep
Team: Human
Challenge: Skin
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Character: Rosalie
Warnings: Slight BD spoilers.
"Welcome to our family, Rosalie." Forever.
Those words, expressed with the utterly genuine kindness that only Carlisle Cullen can muster, might as well have been the decree that damned her to the deepest pits of hell.
Like the intense doubt that all her new 'family' faced, once left alone, Rosalie festered. A raging, gaping wound on her flawless, stone carved heart.
(But healing comes in the strangest of forms.)
"Rosalie? It's Bella. Please. You have to help me…"
Rosalie Hale thought that the sun had set long ago.
Foolish girl… don't you know—?
The sun always rises in the morning.