DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT
A/N: alright, if you didn't guess it, well then your just going to have to read and find out! :) PLEASE REVIEW! it let's me know you actually care! :D
I darted through the door and outside. I started the hunt.
I was going to kill them. I lost the one thing I wanted most in the world. A child. They were going to pay for this. I went through the city tracking one by one. I found the first one. He was walking down the exact street he hurt me on.
"Hello." I said seductively.
He turned, and once he realized who I was, horror spread onto his face.
"Y-Y-our supposed to-" He stuttered.
"Dead? Believe me I know." Then I snapped his neck and dragged him down a dark alley. I threw him into a dumpster. One down, four to go.
I eventually found the other two, and killed them. I tried not to make their deaths too painful; after all, they didn't do the worst damage.
Then I saw him. The one who told Royce, to take my clothes off. He's the one who really deserved to die. He is the reason, why.
I walked into the bar he was already wasted at. He didn't see me yet. I wrapped my arms around him. I whispered into his ear. "Hello sweetie. You will not turn around, because I am about to kill you. Now listen to me or else you will die a painful death. Pretend like you know me. We are going to walk out together."
He stood up, and followed me outside. "Let's go to a more private place." I smiled, showing my razor sharp teeth.
The minute no one could see us, I took his head off let it bounce from my hands. And ran away before I could smell the blood. My throat already started burning, from being so close to their blood.
Then I went to my home. I snuck in. Laying on my bed was my wedding dress. I stole it, after all it was mine. I slipped it on. On my way out I grabbed a piece of rope.
I walked slowly in the middle of the street. Getting weird looks from passerby's. Then I reached his home.
I entered his house. I walked at a human pace down the hallway to his room. There were two guards in front of the door.
I guess he heard about the recent deaths.
A smile spread onto my face.
I killed the guards easily, and threw open.
He was cowering in a corner.
I stood in front of him.
"I thought you loved me." I whispered.
He turned around, obviously startled. There was a silence and I was furious. "Now it's your time to die." I yelled. I wrapped the rope I held around his neck. He couldn't breathe he started choking. I hung him from the fan and then I wrote a "fake" suicide note. I left it right below him.
I was so tempted to take a bite. I found myself walking closer and closer to him. I was so thirsty.
By now my throat was scorching, so I ran to Carlisle. It was dark when I arrived at the house. I didn't want to kill people. I didn't even taste the blood of the men.
I knocked on the door. They would know it was me because of Edward. Esme answered.
"I'm so thirsty" I breathed and she pulled me into her arms knowing the pain I felt, not just from the thirst but from the man who tried to kill me.
a/n: oh yeah, how could you not love some Rosalie killing action! :) review!