A/N: Just a quick reupload of this chapter as someone pointed something out to me. Sadly I write a lot of my stories until I'm too tired to stay awake, which leads to some very stupid mistakes. Love you all.

Chapter 2

How could this have happened? Rosalie was careful. She had always been careful. Yet, for the first time in her vampiric life since she had killed the men partway responsible for her turning, a human had seen her hunt. Had even seen her feed, something no human had ever witnessed before. And Rosalie hadn't noticed her. Until it was too late, anyways.

A few of the reasons as to why Rosalie hadn't noticed were understandable; she had been completely focused on the hunt and wouldn't have focused much on any other heartbeats besides that of her prey. Also, due to the water washing away the girl's scent, she wouldn't have smelled anything but the cougar and the natural scents of the forest. The girl had also clearly been frozen in the water, nearly completely submerged, which meant that she hadn't made any sounds to alert Rosalie to her presence.

Yet none of that mattered. What mattered was that Rosalie hadn't seen her, hadn't even heard her, and because of that, she had made a serious, fatal mistake. A fatal mistake for the human, anyways.

She took a step towards the human in question, and the girl's eyes widened. Rosalie could hear her heartbeat clearly now, and how it quickened as Rosalie slowly approached like the predator she was.

"How did you do that?" the girl whispered, and strangely enough, there was no fear in her voice as she swam closer towards Rosalie, not away. It was enough of a surprise to give Rosalie pause, and she stared at the human who apparently had brains the size of a pea. "I was so afraid that the cougar might hurt you. But you killed it, and here you are, fine...it was so amazing, so...so beautiful."

It was at that moment that Bella realized what she said, and how weird it probably sounded. Blushing heavily, she sank a little deeper into the water, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Rose paused, staring at Bella in disbelief. Then she got a whiff of Bella's scent as the girl blushed, and it changed everything.

This wasn't a scent that inflamed Rosalie's thirst, or even excited the predator within her. No, this was a scent that cemented her feet to the ground where she stood and made Rosalie's world break off its access so it now revolved around one thing, and one thing alone; the human in front of her.

"You saw something you shouldn't have," Rosalie snapped at the brunette, unable to handle the shock to her system and the danger she had already put the human in. The human she now definitely couldn't kill. The human who had also basically been slapped in the face by Rosalie's secret, and who should now fear the blonde, despite the girl's reactions clearly stating she felt the opposite.

Bella's eyes widened as she realized the gorgeous girl was pissed and glaring at her. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I just-"

"Obviously you didn't mean to," Rosalie all but hissed, even as she was mentally kicking herself as the brunette seemed to sink deeper into the water, averting her eyes as if upset or nervous. Why was she giving her mate such an attitude?

Mate. That's right, this was Rosalie's mate. This girl was the other half of her soul, the one that might make this eternal hell worth living. And her mate was a human. Which meant Rosalie was nose deep in all kinds of shit.

Rosalie hated getting dirty, in all sense of the word. But now, she had no choice but to sink in even deeper if she were to get any chance at finding the diamond that she could only hope was buried somewhere.

"What's your name?" Rosalie demanded, still a little bitter. If her mate had been a vampire, she might have been acting differently. But her mate wasn't, and not only had her mate stumbled across Rosalie's secret before Rosalie had even noticed her, but she wasn't even afraid. She couldn't have been feeling the bond, not like Rosalie was, and to top it off, she had seen Rosalie take down a cougar. Yet still, the girl wasn't showing any signs of fear. How much of a fool could a human be?

"Bella," Bella mumbled so lowly, any normal human wouldn't have been able to hear her. Gaining some confidence, she looked back up at Rosalie, right in her bright red eyes. She should have been afraid, but somehow, for some reason, she knew this gorgeous girl would never hurt her. Couldn't, even. "Bella," she repeated, louder. "What's yours?"

"Rosalie Hale," Rosalie answered, frowning at the human's courage. "You should be afraid of me."

"Probably," Bella agreed as she swam to the edge of the water. "But I'm not." She lifted herself out so she could be even closer, and immediately, she felt a lot more vulnerable and her body almost ached in protest. It was weird; Bella wanted to be closer to Rosalie, craved it even, but of course, there always seemed to be a soul deep reaction to Bella leaving the water. Currently, the two desires were at war inside of her, threatening to tear her in two.

"You're a fool," Rosalie spat, but with no real strength behind it. Mostly because she was sidetracked by Bella's form hugging suit and the cleavage that was on display. A swell of desire hit her, making the vampire take a step closer to the human, eyes still glued to Bella's chest. The need to take was almost overwhelming.

"Yeah," Bella agreed, crossing her arms over her chest self consciously. She knew her chest wasn't as big as the blonde's, but did Rosalie have to be so obvious about it? Bella got it; she was in no way, shape, or form comparable to the gorgeous creature in front of her. Needing to change the topic that Bella was certain was about to be broached, Bella blurted, "So what are you?"

The question snapped Rosalie out of it, and she managed to tear her eyes away from her chest. Furious at her own lack of control, Rosalie acted in a moment of extreme stupidity. To the human, it would have seemed like she had suddenly disappeared, then appeared a second later right in front of Bella in a crouch. She then gripped the brunette's shoulders, their faces only an inch or two apart.

"Vampire," Rosalie hissed. She was about to hiss about how dangerous she was, and how Bella should be terrified, but instead, she was slammed with her own mistake. It wasn't because her mind had caught up with her and she had realized that she was only digging herself into a deeper hole with the girl who had basically been born to be hers, but because of something far more instinctual; lust.

The scent of her mate, the feel of the warm skin under her hands, the fast beating of her mate's heart, it was almost all too much. Her eyes, which had been dark before, were now as black as possible.

"Oh," Bella gasped softly, her eyes staring deep into Rosalie's. She could see the hunger in the blonde's eyes, but completely misread it. "You're still thirsty." A part of Bella felt like alarm bells should have been going off right about now, warning Bella of just how dangerous her situation was. But instead, like the idiot she was repeatedly proving herself to be, Bella whispered, "You're still thirsty. You can drink from me, if you want." Bella then tilted her head to the side, bearing her neck.

Rosalie's focus immediately zeroed in on the newly exposed skin. "You really...calling you a fool is too kind. It's like you're begging for death," Rosalie growled, but with no real heat behind it. Her head dipped, her mouth skimming along Bella's neck, whether to bite and change her or kiss the pounding pulse, even Rosalie wasn't sure.

Bella shivered under the feel of Rosalie's mouth. If this was going to be how she died, it would definitely be a sweet death. Better to die now then make a fool of herself, anyways. Because while Bella hadn't been attracted to anyone before, she was definitely attracted to someone now. Either she was Rose-sexual, or...Bella shuddered to even think of the turn, remembering the creepy obsessive goths at her old high school...she was a fang banger.

The shiver made Rosalie change her grip, letting go of Bella's shoulders so her arms could wind around the brunette and pull the girl against her, between Rosalie's legs, as she was in a crouch. And while Rosalie wasn't sure what she had planned to do before, she was definitely kissing Bella's neck now.

With a weird whimper that Bella knew she would be embarrassed over for the rest of her life, Bella buried her face in Rosalie's neck. She wasn't about to back out of her offer now, but the whole whatever Rosalie was doing-maybe trying to make the soon-to-be bite easier on her?-was torture.

Driven by her instinctive lust, Rosalie was about to lick along Bella's neck, her hands already starting to caress Bella's naked skin, wherever the girl's bathing suit didn't cover, when they were interrupted.

"Rosalie, no!" Edward shouted, and before Rosalie realized what was going on, she was grabbed from behind and thrown away from Bella. From her mate.

Rosalie flipped, landing on her feet with a hiss. At that moment, she didn't recognize her slightly annoying brother. Instead, all she saw was a vampire standing between her and her mate. A vampire who was dangerous, a vampire who could hurt, even kill, Bella in a heartbeat.

Edward's eyes widened as he read the state of Rosalie's mind and realized who Bella was to his sister. He held up his hands in surrender as he tried to fix his mistake. "Rosalie, wait, I didn't-"

Without waiting for him to finish, Rosalie attacked. She would protect her mate, and she would kill anyone who could pose a threat to Bella.

With Edward having no choice but to protect himself, the fight began.