A.N Well guys. This should be good. A good song to listen to will reading this is Lithium by Evanescence. I just think it describes how I imagine Rose would feel. Especially the line in the song that goes " Just didn't drink enough to say you love me." Just seems like her. So ignore my ramblings and go read!

P.S this probably won't be in a very diary-ish because I think I'd be better to write as if it's happening.

~M

April

Its snowing, and cold. Did I mention dark? The street lamps aren't helping at all. I should have had Daddy help walk me home. At least the coat Royce gave me is warm, and smells like him. Vera's Henry is the reason I'm out here. I wanted to see him; he's just sitting up by himself, and those dimples are enough to make every woman laugh. He'll be a great man someday. Is that laughing a few blocks away? Should I go back to Vera's and ask her husband to walk me home? I thought, No, I'll be fine. Probably just some older people out for a stroll. Wait…. Is that Royce? I've rounded the corner. It is Royce! Oh! He's drunk. "Hey Rose!" He calls out, and hands an empty whiskey bottle to his friend.. John I think, from Georgia. "Come here!" He says before reaching out and grabbing my hand and pulling me towards his gang of drunk men. "Well? What'd I saw John? Isn't she a looker!" Royce leaned down and kissed me drunkly, missing my lips and kissing my chin instead. His breath made me gag. "I can't tell with all those clothes on…" John replied, taking a drink from Royce's bottle. The other men laughed drunkly, and started to advance like wolves. Royce leaned down and kissed me again, the popped open my coat, I saw the brass buttons go flying into the gutter and then I was on the ground, with the five men ripping at my clothes. One had a knife, I considered screaming, but knew no one would hear me. "Just keep quiet!" one man said, before tearing off my dress.

It continued to snow.

"She sure is a beauty!" said one man. "Too bad she'll be dead! Ha ha!" said another one to Royce. Royce was currently leaning over me, forcing himself into me. I couldn't help it; I screamed as loud as I could. Then men, waiting for this, pounced and kicked me until I was crying even more. "Just leave me alone!" I screamed at them, hoping someone would help. No one did. I could hear my tears hitting the cold, stone pavement and freezing on my cheeks. Hopefully it'd be over soon.

They continued to punch and kick me, until they got bored. "Royce, she stopped fighting. We should leave now before they find her." "Sure" Royce replied, "Finish her, I have better things to do." I vaguely saw the man with the knife advance, and knew it's all be over soon. I closed my eyes and braced myself. I wasn't going to go down without a fight. I might still have a chance, but I could feel my visions of my fair hair children slipping. The man loomed over me, looked me in the eye, and held the knife to my throat. My eyes flickered to Royce one last time, and I heard someone say, "Looks like you'll have to find yourself a new bride!" This was followed by some drunk laughing and Royce's reply, "I'll have to learn some patience first." Then, everything went black.

I could feel myself being poked and prodded. Just let me die I thought. I then knew I was dead, someone had picked me up and was flying with me. An angel! I thought. I forced myself to perform one last task, as I wanted my last sight to be Him. My eyes slowly opened. Carlisle Cullen! I didn't particularly like the doctor and his family, mostly because they were more beautiful than I. But they didn't mingle with society much, so I was still the most beautiful. I could feel myself being laid down on something... a couch perhaps? "I'm so, so sorry." I heard the doctor whisper in my ear. Is he apologizing because of what happ- Oh! Oh! OH! I could feel a ripping feeling. He's brought me here to hurt me more! I arched my back and screamed as loud as I could, but I felt a cold hand clap down over my mouth. I was on fire. "Rosalie, oh Rosalie. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done this. I'm so sorry."

The Burning continued

"Listen, Rosalie, you're becoming a vampire. I'm sorry, I did the only thing I could think of. What's happening now is your transformation. The venom is spreading in your veins." I screamed, I didn't want this! "Oh! I'm sorry! So sorry! It won't be much longer." I hope he was right, I could feel myself getting stronger, and the fire was extinguishing in my fingers and toes. "Really Carlisle?" I heard a male voice say, "Rosalie Hale? Couldn't you have changed some a little less conspicuous? " "It was too much of a waste" I heard Carlisle say. "Of course it was, Dear. You did the right thing" I heard a soft, motherly voice say. "Listen!" said Carlisle, "Her heart. It's almost complete!" My heart was on fire, thumping as fast as it could. I hoped it was fighting off the venom. I didn't want this! Then my heart stopped. "Look" said the woman's voice. And look I did. I opened my eyes into my new life. A life I would never escape from.

Like? Hope so! Took me like three hours!

Thanks guys!

Much Love,

~M