Alice and Rosalie's pasts reveled!

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Blood Promise: A promise for Future

The rest of the day was boring; it was all spent in classes. They both insisted on privacy of our conversation so right now I am driving home with Alice and Rosalie right behind me. I wanted to know their pasts so we decided to meet up at my house. Suddenly a thought crossed my mind and I felt immensely guilty for hiding it from them. It was such an important part of my life and I hid it from them. But it was not your fault, a voice echoed, I mean you barely know them. But somewhere in the back of my mind I had this feeling that these girls are here for a reason, so I made a promise to myself. After they are through I will tell them. I will tell them a secret from my past. Something that I wowed to forget but never could. I mean how could I? How can someone forget a life changing incident? And that murders face? Or those flames in which we were trapped for hours? Our cries for help? I snapped out of my flashback as I realized that I had reached my destination. Shaking my head to clear it all, I stepped out. Both of them were already out and about.

"Seriously Bella, exactly how much is its top speed?" Rosalie asked.

"I have no idea."

"Huh?"

"I just got it today." They looked confused. "It's my homecoming present." I mumbled hoping they wouldn't catch. But from the shock on their faces, I think they heard it.

"Homecoming present?" Rosalie yelled. "How in the hell is this piece of junk a homecoming present?" she asked angrily.

"Why not ask my father?" I snapped. As if it was a bad day already, she was just making it more miserable.

"Sorry, it's just Rose is always obsessed with cars." Alice said stepping in.

"It's alright. I've just had a crappy day that's all."

"I don't know about you guys but I am not planning on standing here for the rest of the day." Alice said, trying to divert attention.

"Yeah, sorry. Let's go inside." I said as I opened the front door and ushered them in.

"Nice house." Alice commented in a positive voice.

"Yea, cozy." Rosalie said in somewhat sarcastic voice which for some reason made me smile.

"Can I get you something to drink?" I asked on my way to the kitchen.

"Water would be fine." Alice said with a smile.

"Ditto." Rosalie said, looking around. After a cup of water and some roaming here and there we were settled on the couches as Alice and Rosalie started with their stories.

"Rosalie and I have been friends since we were in diapers." Alice started with a lost, dreamy expression. "Since mine and her parents are business partners, we were often thrown together. More than our mothers, we have seen the faces our nannies. Until the age of six we had a different nanny each week until…"

"Until Gloria and Margaret came." Rosalie picked. "They were sisters, fresh from Mexico, in search of a job. They were hired almost immediately. From then onwards until now they are with us."

"We are really blessed to find such great mothers." Alice continued. "Anyway, so our parents are really strict. They want us to be these high class glam dolls. We came here in Forks in order to increase our popularity. Even though Forks in a really small place, it still has a potential of becoming an industrial hub, so our parents decided of setting up a factory in order to start the chain. We go to the school in order to make our parents more famous and known." Alice must've noticed my expression cauz she broke off and said "Pathetic, no?" with a small, sad smile.

"And I thought my parents were the worst." I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"The only love we've ever received was from our grandparents. They used to love us really much, until the age of ten, we lived with them. But being old and bent with age, they couldn't take care of us on their own so they kept nannies. They were the ones who hired Gloria and Margret despite our parent's protests."

"Before they died, they set up a fund in our name, something only we can access. We get a monthly sum transferred from our parent's account to ours." Rosalie added.

"Our parents are pretty old fashioned. I won't be shocked if they tell Rosalie or me to marry someone stranger for the sake of business." Alright, this got my attention.

"MARRY?" I said a little too loudly.

"Yeah, marry. I don't think they approve of our friendship with your either. Since you're no 'high class'." Rosalie said the last words with air quotations. I sat there for quite some time, trying to digest the whole thing.

"You know, I wasn't being honest with you." I slowly opened my mouth. It's now or never.

"What do you mean?" Alice asked, confused.

"Ha! I knew you were lying about the whole accusation thingy!" Rosalie jumped.

"No, you idiot. Not that. By not being honest I meant that I did not say the whole thing, not that I lied about something." I corrected her single mindedly.

"Then what is it Bella?" Alice softly asked.

"I left out the part about my grandparents." I started. As I explained it to them, I didn't realize we all had unsheded tears in our eyes. My story ended with all of us in a hug and tears running down our cheeks. I was quite shocked to see Rosalie in the same state as me, but somewhere I knew that behind that cool and calm face, there was an emotional and troubled Rosalie. The outer mask was just a façade.

"You know, if we ever find them, we'll kill them." Alice said with a small smile.

"Yea, Jesus Bella! You have suffered just as much as we have. I think you are one of my sister, mind it, a long lost one." I smiled at Rosalie's attempt to make me smile. "So, you were right after all, weren't you, midget?" she said playfully winking at Alice who swatted her arm for calling her midget.

"Right about what?" I asked trying to make out the lost part in the conversation.

"Before coming to Forks, Alice had a 'prenomination'" she said with air quotations "that we are going to find someone just like us. And here you are, just like us." She said smiling. All this while Alice didn't say anything. We turned towards her only to find a determined expression on her face.

"You know what, today we make a promise." Alice declared, pulling us back from the groupie moment. When she got our attention she continued. "If we ever get into a situation, we'll break free."

"Alice, what are you talking about?" Rosalie was the first one to open their mouth.

"I am talking about the fact that our parents are imposing their wills on us for a long time. I don't know about you guys but I am over and over this thing and it has to stop." She said in a determined voice.

"You know what, you're right. And quite frankly speaking, I am sick of all this." Rosalie added.

"So I believe we have a deal here." I finally said.

"Yes, I believe so." Alice said with a smile. It was looking so weird; all three of us, sitting in my living room with tear strained faces, making promises to each other.

"Why don't we seal it with our blood?" Rosalie asked as our eye went wide.

"What?" Alice almost screeched.

"Yes, a blood promise is much effective and would have a greater value." she ignored Alice's anxious expression and continued thinking.

"What're we gonna do?" I asked. Even though I didn't know them that well but I still figured something, like if Rosalie said something, then there's no turning back.

"A knife and three cloths." I got up and went to the kitchen. In the background I could hears Alice trying to knock some sense into Rosalie but it all seems to be falling onto deaf ears.

"You done?" Rosalie asked in a bored yet excited voice as I entered the living room with three cloths and first aid box in one hand and a knife in the other.

"Yeah." I said taking my previous space.

"What! Bella, you too!" Alice screeched. As she was sitting near to my ear, I almost had to cover it with a hand to protect my poor eardrum.

"Yes, what's the point on arguing with Rosalie. And besides, this sounds really interesting." At the end Alice gave up. We started the ceremony shortly after that.

Each one of us made a small cut on the middle of the palm. Then as the blood started oozing out, we clasped our hands together so that our blood mixed and be made into one. With the three of our hands laced in all of our blood, we stamped three hand prints on each of the three cloths. Quickly we washed our hands with water and covered them with bandages to stop the wound to bleed anymore. And just like that we made a promise to the other. But it was not ordinary promise. It was a blood promise.

I am so so sorry for updating sooo late. I was stuck with work and couldn't find time. Sorry.

I know this title is sketchy but I just liked it. Also, the whole blood promise thingy, I've done it too. It's a bit painful but really exciting. Let me warn you first, it is really dangerous. If you do something wrong that it can have some terrible results so just keep in mind to do it under some sort of supervision.

Lastly, please review.

Much Love,

Bella