A/N- This chapter isn't really beta-d because I REALLY wanted to get it out and I haven't talked to my beta recently and…yeah, the next chapter most likely will be. I'm really sorry for taking forever, but my life is insane right now. I've been sick a lot and then my computer had a virus and then I had a lot of homework and makeup homework…and I've been writing stories on Polyvore…Which is really no excuse for taking as long as I did. I promise I'll NEVER do it again.
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When I woke up, everyone was looking at me weirdly. I inconspicuously checked to make sure everything was normal. Pants? Check. Shirt? Check. Nothing between my teeth…so what was it?
Rose came toward me slowly, as if she was trying not to scare me. What was that about?
Then her face smoothed out and the smiled at me. "Hey Bells."
Uh…ok? I attempted a normal smile without having a trace of my what the hell is going on face. "Hi…"
She must have saw through my mask. "Sorry," she said quickly. "We've just been worried about you. You were sleeping for a long time,"
"Um…ok…" I said, not really getting the point. Who cares if I sleep for a long time? Unlike them, I actually get tired every once and a while.
Then all the memories came flooding back to me. James. The trial. Charlie. I tried to stop the shudder that went through my body at those thoughts, but I don't know if I was successful.
I jumped out of my bed and started to go downstairs.
"Where do you think you're going?" Edward asked…possessively?
"Downstairs…" I said slowly. "To get some French toast!"
And then I smiled and skipped down the stairs. Not such a good idea for me…I almost made it to the bottom, when I tripped right before the stairs ended. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact that never came.
I opened my eyes and saw Edward smiling at me.
"Please try to be more careful," he said, chuckling.
I pulled myself out of his arms and glared at him. "I would have been perfectly fine, thank you very much," I retorted.
"Yeah, sure you would have," he said under his breath. I just kept glaring at him.
"Are you going to let me go or not?" I asked.
"Oh, sorry," he said, letting go of me quickly.
I walked into the kitchen to find Esme making me my French toast.
"Oh, Esme, you didn't have to make that!" I said worriedly. I felt like such a burden, no matter how many times they assured me that I wasn't.
"It's fine, dear," Esme responded in a nurturing voice.
I ate quickly because I was really hungry from not eating for a while. As I was going back up to my room to change, I passed the music room.
I paused. I heard the most heartbreakingly beautiful melody that has ever been played. It sounded familiar though… What was that? I looked through the crack in the door and saw Edward playing on the piano.
I hadn't really spoken to Edward much since…that night. It was clear to me that he was being polite because his family liked me. I went back upstairs to my room.
In that moment, I realized that I loved Edward. And there was nothing I could do about it.
Bella was eating in the kitchen, but I knew she didn't want me in there. Why would she want me anywhere near her after what I did to her?
I went upstairs to the music room and sat at my piano. I decided to finish up her lullaby. She didn't know that I wrote it for her; she had never even consciously heard it before. But when I was writing it in my head at night, while watching over her, I was humming it, so she's heard it before.
I didn't need to write down the music, I could remember everything. I just closed my eyes and played. I didn't even notice that she was by the door until I heard her leave.
I stopped playing. What was I supposed to do? I loved her…but she wouldn't love me. I'm a monster…and I left her when she needed me most. She'll never trust me again.
I decided that I would just have to earn her trust…and love. Bella is mine and no one else's, even if I don't deserve her right now.
I was with Jazz in our room, when I had a vision about Edward. He was coming to ask my help with…Bella. I sighed. Of course, I already knew that she loved him, but telling him would make it so much less fun.
I doubt he would believe me anyway. So…I guess I would help him. He and Bella were meant to be together…it was in my visions from the very beginning.
I intercepted him on his way to come find me, and we went to the living room to plan.
We were in there for hours, but I was able to keep the fact that Bella loved him from my mind for the entire time.
Finally, we were done planning. I smiled, knowing that this would work. I pranced out of the room before Edward could get any thoughts out of me.
I knew it was time to tell Bella my story. Especially now that she was part of this family. James would be after her too. I knocked on her door.
I heard a soft "come in" in her voice, so I walked inside, shutting the door behind me, and sat on her couch.
"Bella…" I started. "I'm sure you want to know who James is…and how I know him," I said slowly.
She must have sensed my hesitation. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, Rose."
I took a deep breath. She was letting me have the chance to back out…but I couldn't take it.
"Thanks Bells, but I need to tell you this," I said.
She nodded. Then I began my long, painful story.
"I met James when neither of us were vampires. We had been good friends since we were young, even though in that time, it wasn't exactly normal for a girl to be friends with a boy.
Our fathers were very good friends since before we were born though, so we were pushed together by default. Everyone always thought that we would get married, but we knew better.
He knew that I was secretly in love with Royce King, the owner of the bank that our father's worked at. I knew he was secretly in love with Charlotte Rose, the mayor's daughter.
We worked out the perfect plan. He becomes friends with Royce, and I become friends with Charlotte! We could both flatter the other, and we would get who we really wanted to be with.
That plan worked…something which I now regret. Royce changed James, made him a drunken bastard instead of the old friend that I used to know.
But before that, Royce was sweet and charming, and James was always off courting Charlotte. When Royce proposed to me and James proposed to Charlotte, it seemed like everything was going according to plan.
One night, I was walking home alone from Charlotte's house. We had just been planning our weddings together, and our houses were only a few blocks apart, so I didn't feel the need to call for a carriage.
I saw some men down the street, and I knew that they were drunk, but I thought that if I ignored them, they would ignore me.
Then I realized that it was Royce and James with some of their friends, and I thought that I had nothing to fear. But when I walked by, James grabbed me and brought me over to their little group, all of them laughing except for Royce.
'This is little Rosie!' James said. 'Isn't she a beauty?' Royce tried to tell him to let go of me, but James just punched him. And then he kept punching him and punching him until he wasn't moving anymore.
I was stupid. I should have run away, or tried to stop him, but instead I stood there like an idiot and did nothing.
After James was done with Royce, he and his friends came over to me. They beat me and raped me, and then left me on the street to die, right next to where Royce had died.
They took his body and put it somewhere to make it seem as if he had done it and then run away. I was laying on the ground for what felt like hours…and then Carlisle came and saved me. Before I knew it, I was flying, and then I was in the warmth of a house, right next to a fire.
But I knew that I was dying. He knew too, so he bit me, and I screamed almost the entire time. At the end, I realized that screaming did nothing to ease my pain. Carlisle apologized every time I screamed.
When I woke up, I remembered everything from that night. I felt the biggest bloodlust in the world, to kill though, not to drink. After I hunted, I knew what I had to do."
I trailed off, thinking about the night that had changed everything. I thought he was dead…where did I go wrong? I was so hasty with the whole thing…
"So, I killed his friends, one by one, so that James knew I was coming for him. I wanted revenge…for killing my fiancé, for ruining my life…so I killed him.
I didn't mean to do it the way I did though. I had been so careful the entire time, making sure that I didn't drink anyone's blood, so that no part of them would be in me.
But I was still a newborn vampire who hadn't gone hunting in a few days, and…my bloodlust got the better of me," I admitted, ashamed.
"I thought I drank every last drop of his blood, but when we ran into him a few years after I found Emmett, I realized that I made a mistake.
There must have been just enough blood left in him to have him go through the change. I was so careless. And now he's back, and he knows that we're here. We're all targets now Bella, especially you."
She looked up, surprised. "Why especially me?"
"Well, you're a human. In his book, that means worthless and utterly defenseless." I kept talking when she got a frightened look on her face. "Don't worry though, we won't let anything happen to you."
She smiled. "Thanks for telling me, Rose. I don't want to kick you out or anything, but I really need to take a shower…" she said.
"Oh, sorry." I said. "I'll talk to you later."
I walked out of her room, mentally reliving the nightmare that I had just told.
Ch POV (Charlie)
That bitch was going to pay for putting me in here. I would escape, and when I did, she wouldn't know what was coming for her.
No one will be able to protect her.
My evil plans were interrupted by one of the officers came over with some guy in tow.
The officer smiled at me. "Looks like you got a new cell mate, Swan," he said. These stupid officers at the Seattle jail were such dicks. They didn't trust my men at the Forks jail, so they sent me all the way here. That was okay, though. Bella wouldn't be safe any where.
The new guy was pushed into the cell. He waited until the officer left, and then he turned to me and stuck out his hand. "Hello. I'm James."
I didn't know what he was here for, but he seemed pretty cool, so I shook his hand and told him my name. Who knows…maybe he could even help me escape this place.
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