Starless Night [Rosalie's POV.] PG-13 for violence.
The scene's Rose was remembering were helped a lot by when Rose told her story in Eclipse. Much gratitude and inspiration to Stephenie Meyer.
This is just a draft of course, so there are probably errors. I want to make a book out of this. Please comment it. Thank you so much.
Carlyn
HERE IS THE LINK TO THE SECOND PART TO CHAPTER 1: http://www.thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/starle...
This is the cover:
Part One of Chapter 1: Changes
"Goodnight, Vera," I told my best friend while standing in the doorway of her house with her, her husband, and her little 2-year-old Henry.
I looked at her family and her small house and felt a surge of pity. It was hard to believe that I had once been jealous of her. After all, I was Rosalie Hale and men's eyes watched me everywhere I went. I had a rich father and a big, lovely house. I was going to be married in a few weeks to Royce King. The Kings were, ironically enough, the royal family in my town. And I was soon going to be one of them. I could have a beautiful baby and grow old with my prince in my big house.
"Goodnight, Rosalie, sleep well," Vera said, I turned and she shut the door.
It was unseasonably cold, I hope it will warm, it would be dreadful to move the wedding indoors, I thought. I wanted an outside wedding with flowers and ribbons. I wanted a beautiful white wedding gown that outshone any other bride that had come before me. Royce promised me all this, and more.
I started to rush, it was getting dark and I did not want to be home late.
I saw a group of men standing under a street lamp, laughing very loudly. They were drunk, that much I could tell. Nearly running, I tried to pass them; I did not want to be noticed by this group of men.
"Rose!" A man from the group called, I recognized the voice immediately and turned to see my fiancée standing among the drunk men. I realized, then, that all of them were very well dressed.
The other men laughed.
"There's my Rose," he yelled. "You're late, we're cold, you've kept us waiting so long!"
I froze where I stood, this was very unlike Royce, I'd never seen him drink much; he barley drank any champagne at parties.
"What did I tell you, John?" He crowed to his friend who had come up from Atlanta. Royce grabbed my arm, pulling me to him. "Isn't he lovelier than all your Georgia peaches?"
I looked swiftly over at the man named John, he had a sun tan and dark hair. He looked me over like I was an item he wanted to purchase.
"Well Royce," John said, "it's hard to tell; she's all covered up."
All of them laughed and I felt a spasm of horror and shock shoot through me with as much force as a bolt of lightening. I was screaming at myself to run but I could not make my legs move; I was frozen in horror.
Suddenly, as if to prove that my horror rational, Royce yanked the jacket he'd bought for me off of my my body, making the brass buttons scatter onto the street.
"Show him what you look like, Rose!" he laughed. Then I felt pain on my scalp, coming from the roots of my hair. Royce had yanked my hat off, wrenching the pins, pulling my hair. I wailed in pain. They looked at me as if they had just witnessed something very enjoyable.
One of Royce's friends grabbed me then, "Come on, Royce, let's see her!" The man called.
Royce laughed, along with the rest of them. John pulled my dress, ripping it, while Royce unbuttoned the back of it. I was fighting with all my might, but I was too weak against this group of men.
I knew it would be best to not speak, I did not want them to continue; I was hoping they would get bored if I didn't show any response.
One of the men grabbed my arms and pulled them back, as if to arrest me.
I found my voice then, unwillingly I called "Stop!" I begged. "Royce please!" My pleading opened a new enthusiasm.
They stopped undressing me and started pushing me around in a circle, each one of them hitting me, each time I screamed. Although I was in pain, I couldn't help being relieved that they stopped undressing me.
They continued to laugh as they hit me, and then, as I realized they were not going to stop, they undressed me further. They ripped and yanked off nearly all of my clothing.
After it was too much, I just made my body go limp, hoping, wishing, waiting for death. I felt the blood running down my body; I had been thrown to the ground multiple times, gaining huge scrapes along my body.
They stopped when they finally noticed my unresponsive state, and dropped me. They were laughing when they walked away. They thought I was dead, one of them told Royce he needed a new bride.
"I'll have to learn some patience first." Royce joked.
As their laughs and footsteps died away the cold seemed to intensify the pain. I shivered and winced when the tiny movement made a pain go through my body like I was being stabbed my knives. I looked up at the sky, hoping some light would put me into a trance-like state, or maybe a meteor would pass by and I could wish for death to come faster. I didn't see any stars, I wasn't sure if it was due to pain, or clouds in the night sky, but no stars were visible that night. I closed my eyes and waited for death.
After a short while, someone was touching me, the person's hands were freezing, even colder than the night. I slowly opened my eyes.
It was Dr. Cullen. Though I was in pain, envy shot through me when I saw him; his beautiful face making me annoyed.
He worked over me and I couldn't help being aggravated; I'd never liked the Cullens, all of them were too beautiful, even more beautiful than me.
Then Dr. Cullen pulled my up into his arms and I knew then that I was dead, or very close to it anyway. Everything was moving so fast, I closed my eyes and waited for death.
It was not long until i felt a rush of warm air heat my body, the only cold thing then was Dr. Cullen's arms under my half-naked body. I opened my eyes when he laid me on something hard, a table. I was about to close my eyes thinking that he was going to let me rest when something cut my throat. Then my wrists and my ankles. I screamed in terror, thinking he'd brought me there to hurt me even more. I wanted to get up and run but I couldn't now, not just due to exhaustion, but a new pain was soaring through my body.
It was a burning kind of pain, but I knew, since my eyes were open that I was not being burned by fire. The pain was searing me now, I felt like I should be a pile of ashes.
I did not know how long it had been since the pain started, but I begged him to kill me every second. I screamed and he said "sorry" each time. When I saw Mrs. Cullen come into the room I begged her to kill me. The pain was too much.
"Honestly, Carlisle? Rosalie Hale?" I heard a new voice ask. He seemed annoyed, or aggravated. "Don't you think that she would be just a little recognizable? What will the Kings do, not that anybody will expect the fiend."
Good, I thought, someone knows he did it.
"I know, but Edward, it was too much waste." Dr. Cullen exclaimed while holding my hand.
"I know." Edward said.
Those two words bothered me more than anything, almost as much as the pain. Edward seemed dismissive as he said them and that irked me.
Some time had passed and I stopped screaming. The pain wasn't gone, but they obviously weren't going to do anything. When I stopped, Carlisle was telling me about some vampire nonsense, saying that was why I had all the pain. That was what I was becoming. I didn't believe him, though the pain was there, it couldn't be that.
An immeasurable amount of time passed and the pain started to fade from my limbs and other parts of my body. Only my heart was burning until the last moments. It seemed like the pain intensified in my heart while it left my other body parts. The burning was in my heart only then and it wasn't letting up, finally I felt my heart stutter and stop. I waited for more pain, but nothing happened, so I sat up. Everything was so clear. I could see so much that wasn't there before. I could even smell scents that I couldn't smell before.
Carlisle then told me more about what I had become, I believed him when I saw my reflection in a mirror. I was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Pride and happiness filled me and I smiled a beautiful smile.
I sighed and Emmett looked at me then, questioningly.
"It's nothing. I was just remembering different things." I said. He didn't ask for anything more than that, for that I was grateful.
I went over this in my head so many times others would have gotten bored, I bet Edward was, he heard me whenever I thought about that night, or nights. I looked over at Edward in the Fork's High cafeteria, he seemed oblivious enough. So I just looked at Emmett and smiled, then I saw Emmett eyeing Edward. I looked at Edward and he shook his head -- ever so slightly so nobody else would notice -- at Emmett.
"What are you guys talking about?" I asked Emmett.
"The new girl here, she keeps looking at us. She seems innocent enough, but Edward keeps looking at her too... I was asking if she had figured anything out about us." Emmett explained.
Edward acted as if he didn't hear him and looked over at Isabella Swan. He seemed frustrated, like there was something about her that bothered him.
I looked over at the girl and she was facing away, I looked back at Edward and he looked at Alice. I ignored whatever conversation they were having, it wouldn't be interesting anyway. I looked at Emmett and I saw Edward turn his head, abruptly, to Isabella again.
I looked at her, without turning my head and she seemed to peek at Edward. She was obviously trying to be inconspicuous but she quickly turned away from Edward when she saw that he was staring at her. Why couldn't Edward stop looking at her? Envy shot through me, and then left as quickly as it had come; She was such a normal girl, there was nothing about her unique or beautiful, that pleased me. He obviously wasn't looking at her because he thought she was pretty. I felt a smile spread across my face and I quickly stopped before anyone saw.
Edward looked at me then and rolled his eyes, no doubt he'd caught that thought and he'd obviously heard the very, very brief flicker of jealousy when I saw him looking at her.
I waited for Jasper to look at me, but when he didn't I guessed he hadn't noticed, or maybe he was just used to it. Jasper's expression was strained; he should have hunted more than us, being the newest one of us, but he only went when we did. I could almost feel all the pain he was going through. I needed a distraction so my throat wouldn't start hurting.
I looked at Emmett and he smiled at me, "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too." I said. And I turned my head and looked out the window to the right of me and waited for lunch to be over.
HERE IS THE LINK TO THE SECOND PART TO CHAPTER 1: http://www.thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/starle...
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This is just a draft of course, so there are probably errors. I want to make a book out of this. Please comment it. Thank you so much.
Carlyn
HERE IS THE LINK TO THE SECOND PART TO CHAPTER 1: http://www.thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/starle...
This is the cover:
Part One of Chapter 1: Changes
"Goodnight, Vera," I told my best friend while standing in the doorway of her house with her, her husband, and her little 2-year-old Henry.
I looked at her family and her small house and felt a surge of pity. It was hard to believe that I had once been jealous of her. After all, I was Rosalie Hale and men's eyes watched me everywhere I went. I had a rich father and a big, lovely house. I was going to be married in a few weeks to Royce King. The Kings were, ironically enough, the royal family in my town. And I was soon going to be one of them. I could have a beautiful baby and grow old with my prince in my big house.
"Goodnight, Rosalie, sleep well," Vera said, I turned and she shut the door.
It was unseasonably cold, I hope it will warm, it would be dreadful to move the wedding indoors, I thought. I wanted an outside wedding with flowers and ribbons. I wanted a beautiful white wedding gown that outshone any other bride that had come before me. Royce promised me all this, and more.
I started to rush, it was getting dark and I did not want to be home late.
I saw a group of men standing under a street lamp, laughing very loudly. They were drunk, that much I could tell. Nearly running, I tried to pass them; I did not want to be noticed by this group of men.
"Rose!" A man from the group called, I recognized the voice immediately and turned to see my fiancée standing among the drunk men. I realized, then, that all of them were very well dressed.
The other men laughed.
"There's my Rose," he yelled. "You're late, we're cold, you've kept us waiting so long!"
I froze where I stood, this was very unlike Royce, I'd never seen him drink much; he barley drank any champagne at parties.
"What did I tell you, John?" He crowed to his friend who had come up from Atlanta. Royce grabbed my arm, pulling me to him. "Isn't he lovelier than all your Georgia peaches?"
I looked swiftly over at the man named John, he had a sun tan and dark hair. He looked me over like I was an item he wanted to purchase.
"Well Royce," John said, "it's hard to tell; she's all covered up."
All of them laughed and I felt a spasm of horror and shock shoot through me with as much force as a bolt of lightening. I was screaming at myself to run but I could not make my legs move; I was frozen in horror.
Suddenly, as if to prove that my horror rational, Royce yanked the jacket he'd bought for me off of my my body, making the brass buttons scatter onto the street.
"Show him what you look like, Rose!" he laughed. Then I felt pain on my scalp, coming from the roots of my hair. Royce had yanked my hat off, wrenching the pins, pulling my hair. I wailed in pain. They looked at me as if they had just witnessed something very enjoyable.
One of Royce's friends grabbed me then, "Come on, Royce, let's see her!" The man called.
Royce laughed, along with the rest of them. John pulled my dress, ripping it, while Royce unbuttoned the back of it. I was fighting with all my might, but I was too weak against this group of men.
I knew it would be best to not speak, I did not want them to continue; I was hoping they would get bored if I didn't show any response.
One of the men grabbed my arms and pulled them back, as if to arrest me.
I found my voice then, unwillingly I called "Stop!" I begged. "Royce please!" My pleading opened a new enthusiasm.
They stopped undressing me and started pushing me around in a circle, each one of them hitting me, each time I screamed. Although I was in pain, I couldn't help being relieved that they stopped undressing me.
They continued to laugh as they hit me, and then, as I realized they were not going to stop, they undressed me further. They ripped and yanked off nearly all of my clothing.
After it was too much, I just made my body go limp, hoping, wishing, waiting for death. I felt the blood running down my body; I had been thrown to the ground multiple times, gaining huge scrapes along my body.
They stopped when they finally noticed my unresponsive state, and dropped me. They were laughing when they walked away. They thought I was dead, one of them told Royce he needed a new bride.
"I'll have to learn some patience first." Royce joked.
As their laughs and footsteps died away the cold seemed to intensify the pain. I shivered and winced when the tiny movement made a pain go through my body like I was being stabbed my knives. I looked up at the sky, hoping some light would put me into a trance-like state, or maybe a meteor would pass by and I could wish for death to come faster. I didn't see any stars, I wasn't sure if it was due to pain, or clouds in the night sky, but no stars were visible that night. I closed my eyes and waited for death.
After a short while, someone was touching me, the person's hands were freezing, even colder than the night. I slowly opened my eyes.
It was Dr. Cullen. Though I was in pain, envy shot through me when I saw him; his beautiful face making me annoyed.
He worked over me and I couldn't help being aggravated; I'd never liked the Cullens, all of them were too beautiful, even more beautiful than me.
Then Dr. Cullen pulled my up into his arms and I knew then that I was dead, or very close to it anyway. Everything was moving so fast, I closed my eyes and waited for death.
It was not long until i felt a rush of warm air heat my body, the only cold thing then was Dr. Cullen's arms under my half-naked body. I opened my eyes when he laid me on something hard, a table. I was about to close my eyes thinking that he was going to let me rest when something cut my throat. Then my wrists and my ankles. I screamed in terror, thinking he'd brought me there to hurt me even more. I wanted to get up and run but I couldn't now, not just due to exhaustion, but a new pain was soaring through my body.
It was a burning kind of pain, but I knew, since my eyes were open that I was not being burned by fire. The pain was searing me now, I felt like I should be a pile of ashes.
I did not know how long it had been since the pain started, but I begged him to kill me every second. I screamed and he said "sorry" each time. When I saw Mrs. Cullen come into the room I begged her to kill me. The pain was too much.
"Honestly, Carlisle? Rosalie Hale?" I heard a new voice ask. He seemed annoyed, or aggravated. "Don't you think that she would be just a little recognizable? What will the Kings do, not that anybody will expect the fiend."
Good, I thought, someone knows he did it.
"I know, but Edward, it was too much waste." Dr. Cullen exclaimed while holding my hand.
"I know." Edward said.
Those two words bothered me more than anything, almost as much as the pain. Edward seemed dismissive as he said them and that irked me.
Some time had passed and I stopped screaming. The pain wasn't gone, but they obviously weren't going to do anything. When I stopped, Carlisle was telling me about some vampire nonsense, saying that was why I had all the pain. That was what I was becoming. I didn't believe him, though the pain was there, it couldn't be that.
An immeasurable amount of time passed and the pain started to fade from my limbs and other parts of my body. Only my heart was burning until the last moments. It seemed like the pain intensified in my heart while it left my other body parts. The burning was in my heart only then and it wasn't letting up, finally I felt my heart stutter and stop. I waited for more pain, but nothing happened, so I sat up. Everything was so clear. I could see so much that wasn't there before. I could even smell scents that I couldn't smell before.
Carlisle then told me more about what I had become, I believed him when I saw my reflection in a mirror. I was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Pride and happiness filled me and I smiled a beautiful smile.
I sighed and Emmett looked at me then, questioningly.
"It's nothing. I was just remembering different things." I said. He didn't ask for anything more than that, for that I was grateful.
I went over this in my head so many times others would have gotten bored, I bet Edward was, he heard me whenever I thought about that night, or nights. I looked over at Edward in the Fork's High cafeteria, he seemed oblivious enough. So I just looked at Emmett and smiled, then I saw Emmett eyeing Edward. I looked at Edward and he shook his head -- ever so slightly so nobody else would notice -- at Emmett.
"What are you guys talking about?" I asked Emmett.
"The new girl here, she keeps looking at us. She seems innocent enough, but Edward keeps looking at her too... I was asking if she had figured anything out about us." Emmett explained.
Edward acted as if he didn't hear him and looked over at Isabella Swan. He seemed frustrated, like there was something about her that bothered him.
I looked over at the girl and she was facing away, I looked back at Edward and he looked at Alice. I ignored whatever conversation they were having, it wouldn't be interesting anyway. I looked at Emmett and I saw Edward turn his head, abruptly, to Isabella again.
I looked at her, without turning my head and she seemed to peek at Edward. She was obviously trying to be inconspicuous but she quickly turned away from Edward when she saw that he was staring at her. Why couldn't Edward stop looking at her? Envy shot through me, and then left as quickly as it had come; She was such a normal girl, there was nothing about her unique or beautiful, that pleased me. He obviously wasn't looking at her because he thought she was pretty. I felt a smile spread across my face and I quickly stopped before anyone saw.
Edward looked at me then and rolled his eyes, no doubt he'd caught that thought and he'd obviously heard the very, very brief flicker of jealousy when I saw him looking at her.
I waited for Jasper to look at me, but when he didn't I guessed he hadn't noticed, or maybe he was just used to it. Jasper's expression was strained; he should have hunted more than us, being the newest one of us, but he only went when we did. I could almost feel all the pain he was going through. I needed a distraction so my throat wouldn't start hurting.
I looked at Emmett and he smiled at me, "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too." I said. And I turned my head and looked out the window to the right of me and waited for lunch to be over.
HERE IS THE LINK TO THE SECOND PART TO CHAPTER 1: http://www.thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/starle...
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SEE THAT QUOTE ON THE COVER????????????????
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THANKS RONDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
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:D you make me happy. lol
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Thanks, Chloey. :D
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yayy! thanks vampgirl. :D
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thanks. :D and I will.
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Carly, You really did a great job with this! I mean I have read some postings in Fan fiction and this one is right up there with allot of others who are around my age who majored in this! I love how you took peices of Stephenie's books like Bella's interpretation to becoming a vampire and using that to express in Rose's own way what she was going through. There were a few grammar errors but nothing that can't be fixed like for an example married, just should be married in just a couple of weeks. Again, like I said no biggie! I loved this and cannot wait to see the second part to chapter two! Keep up the good work!!!!!!!
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