Hey this is an advanced warning that this chapter isn't at all pleasant and it does involve child abuse. There is nothing graphic like cigarette burns or anything liked that but it's not nice to read and it was horrible to write.
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This is the longest chapter so far I think and its all from Rosalie's POV (hope you like it biggest fan =D) I was going to make it 2 separate ones but I couldn't find the right place to cut it off. There is more action in this one chapter than in the whole of the story so far and I've left it on a cliff hanger (for a change =P).
Yeah, now you're all excited =D Hope you like it, remember to review and I shall send you a snippet as I'm lovely like that. I'm not even sure how many of you actually read that ridiculously long authors note but anyway, I'm don't babbling now so you guys read =D
Little-miss-twilighter
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Rosalie's POV
Bella closed the door behind her and I immediately made my way upstairs with Nessie still in my arms. I opened her door and put her in there; ordering her to play with her toys and "leave Auntie Rose the hell alone or else you would regret it". She looked at me, wide eyed and tearful like some pathetic fucking puppy dog. God it made me sick. I shut her door and went into my own room. I looked around and the reality of what I was going to do began sinking in. I was going to hurt Nessie. Yes it was what I had been planning for the last 6 months but now I was actually there it was like I was torn between two sides of me and I felt fucking schizophrenic- listening to the voices inside my head. Part of my fucked up brain was plotting the ways to hurt her whereas the other half was telling me that Bella had suffered enough. That was the thought that decided it for me- she could never suffer enough. No matter what I did to her 'precious baby' it wouldn't be enough of a punishment for her. I knew then that causing harm to Nessie was what I had to do. I looked around again then realised that I couldn't do it in this house. I needed to be far away- but where? Suddenly, inspiration hit me from out of the blue- Rochester. It would be the perfect place. My life as a fucking druggie began there that night I met Royce the dealer and I thought it would so be sweet and ironic for Bella's life to end there. I grinned at myself and my own great bloody mind. I started to pack, shoving random clothes (and drugs) into a bag before going to the bathroom and opening the medicine cabinet, looking for something that would make Nessie sleep for the hours while we drove to Rochester (a/n I know that in reality Rochester and Forks are hundreds of miles apart but for the sake of the story pretend they are a couple of hour's drive away).I found a cough medicine that looked like it would do the trick so I took it with me as I went into Nessie's room. She turned around when she heard the door open and smiled nervously; I scowled.
"Hewwo Rose"
"Drink this medicine" I snapped at her
She looked at me and confusion was all across her face and she wanted more of an explanation- Inquisitive little brat.
I marched over to her and rammed 6 spoons of the stuff down her throat. She started spluttering and coughing but after 5 or so minutes she was in a deep sleep. I picked her up one handedly and threw her over my shoulder and went downstairs. I grabbed her car seat from Edward's Volvo and put it in the back of my BMW. I put her in it then realised that it would be more fun if I made it like a game for Bella- Find the Baby. I went into the kitchen and grabbed some pen and paper and scribbled a note that I pinned to Nessie's door.
Bella,
You don't deserve a second chance with Nessie so I've taken her. We will be in the town where it all went wrong for me. You have 3 days. If you don't have her by then, she won't be worth finding.
R
I grinned as I imagined Bella completely fucking freaking out when she found the note. I could see it in my head, her skipping through the front door calling out for Nessie. Of course there would be no answer so she would go upstairs and head for Nessie's room only to find my note on the door. She would then either scream for Edward or pass out. And all the while, I would be having so much fun with Nessie...
I shook my head and reminded myself that there would be plenty of time to wallow in Bella's misery and pain later. It was that thought (and not drugs for a fucking change) that gave me the energy and enthusiasm to walk downstairs, get into my car and drive away from Forks at 150mph with a little punch bag in the back seat.
*
I was so fucking proud of myself. I got to Rochester in less than 2 hours which was a record. It wasn't entirely uneventful though, brat woke up after an hour and she wouldn't just shut the fuck up so I had to pull over and make her be quiet. She would probably have bruises and possibly a scar but oh well- she wasn't my daughter. I got to Rochester and checked into the nicest hotel I could find, planning to make Nessie sleep on the floor. I checked in under Lily Hale to see if Bella was fucking clever enough to recognise the floral significance or the use of Esme's maiden name- I wasn't being an entire bitch, I was giving her clues. I took the still passed out Nessie upstairs to my room and threw her down on the bed. She flinched in her sleep but I couldn't really give two fucks. I just sat and waited for Bella to ring, I was sure she would. I waited a while but she did ring
"Hello Bella"
"Rosalie!"
She sounded like she was sobbing and was struggling to speak clearly. I smiled, elated that I was the one who made her like that.
"Yes it's me you stupid cow, who else would it fucking be? I have Nessie here as well although she can't talk right now as she wouldn't be quiet so I had to make her."
I heard her scream and sob and I grinned wider. Then another voice came on the phone
"What the hell is your problem Rosalie!?"
It was Edward and he sounded a delightful combination of anger and sadness. It wasn't right though, this was a game between Bella and I so Edward couldn't be involved- it just wouldn't be fair.
"Hello brother dearest. I'm telling you now that this game is only between Bella and there are only two rules. The first is that this game is only to do with me and Bella so if I hear from you again you will be breaking the rules and the penalty would be very bad for Nessie. Number 2 is that you get one phone call every 6 hours so don't expect me to answer the phone again for a while. "
I shut the phone and put it on the windowsill and glanced at my watch- it had only been 6 hours since I left and Bella still had 2 days left. I sighed and realised that I couldn't have thought my plan through that well as I hadn't realised that I would have to spend 3 days in a hotel room with a crying child. Fucking perfect. I wouldn't be able to cope without something to help so I took some coke and waited for the brat to wake up so the real fun could begin.
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6 hours later
Fucking hell! How long could one child stay knocked out for?! I didn't hit her that hard. Finally, she started moving and I knew she was waking up. My phone had rung 8 times and each time I had ignored it- I did tell my moronic brother that it was pointless ringing. Nessie at long last opened her eyes and when she saw me she froze with terror- I loved having that effect on people. She just lay very still as if anticipating me to slap her again which I probably would if she started fucking crying again.
"Good morning sunshine"
She blinked at me looking the image of innocence and sadness. I went over and went face-to-face, my tone changing to a hiss.
"Why aren't you smiling Nessie? I've taken you on a special holiday and you're still sad. So come on. Smile!"
As I said the last word I pinched her cheeks roughly and pulled them hard so her mouth stretched out into a distorted smile. Tears ran down her face but she didn't make a sound. Good- she was learning. I smiled sweetly and let go of her face.
"Much better"
My phone rang again, the sudden buzzing filling the silent room. I picked it up this time; it had been 6 hours.
"Bella, how are you this morning"
"Rosalie, I don't want to play this game. I don't care what you do to me, if you think I deserve to be punished then fine, punish me but please, I'm begging you, please let my daughter go- she's innocent!"
"Oh Bella, you just don't understand"
"Then please Rosalie, help me understand! Explain to me why Nessie deserves to be hurt"
"To punish you. 6 hours until you call again and I suggest you play rather than fucking question me"
I shut the phone again and placed it bag into my bag and found some more coke. I decided to take it to make things more exciting
3 hours later
I got bored so hit her and took drugs, at least it passed time. She was starting to turn purple in some places and had little pinch marks on her which would fade eventually- I did have long nails though so it would take time to fade. The phone had rung a total of 26 times since Bella called last time- I knew because each time she rang before the 6 hours was a bite mark on Nessie. Tough justice.
12 hours later
Bella rang and I spoke to her during the allotted times. She was pretty close to figuring out where I was which was good for her seeing as she only had a day or so left. I had taken too many drugs to keep accurate times. Nessie now had 98 bite marks all over her, Bella needed to learn and I needed to take more coke so I went into the bathroom and sniffed twice what I normally did. Just as I was enjoying the high, Nessie started crying. I was fucking furious so I stormed back in and slapped her but she still cried. Time and time again I hit her and she wouldn't shut the fuck up! She kept moaning she was hungry but I didn't have any bloody food so she kept sobbing. Why wouldn't she just shut UP!
That was when I felt it.
Something inside me snapped
I lost all control
I wasn't me anymore
I was watching myself from above
It was slow motion
I watched as I picked her up and threw her across the room.
I watched as her head slammed against the wall and listened to the crack.
I watched her body go limp and saw the blood start dripping slowly down the back of her head and make a puddle
I saw her eyes close
Then I went back to my body- I wasn't an observer anymore
I knew what I had done
I couldn't live with it.
I wanted her to be hurt but...dead? The mother inside me who I thought I could never embrace suddenly shone through and the guilt and dread was overwhelming. I didn't deserve to live. I took some more coke.
More than I had ever taken.
More than what could be safe.
It didn't matter
I didn't deserve to live
The newly found mother within silently hoped that Nessie would be fine and Bella would find her.
The world went black...
I told you it was a cliffy =P There is a way to get a sneak peak though,
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