This another fanfiction I wrote about a girl who has a daughter and goes to live with the Cullens. I hope you like it. I worked hard on it and I will add soon. Enjoy! :)
My name is Giselle Morgans. I’m twenty-seven years old and I am a vampire. My fifteen year old daughter, Rosaline and I live in Los Angeles, California. But we haven’t always lived here. Ever since my daughter was one year old-ever since I was turned into a vampire- we have been moving from place to place to prevent anyone from becoming suspicious of my secret.
I worked as a RN at St. Catherine’s Hospital in Los Angeles on the nightshift so that no one could see what the sunlight did to my skin. I wore contacts to make my eyes look normal because the last time I checked nobody had gold eyes. So I wore brown contacts to cover them up; even though my original eye color when I was human was blue. I had dark brown hair but when it was shown in sunlight you could see streaks of blonde. My skin is pale white and ice cold; but when I was human I had nice tanned skin.
My daughter was beautiful. She had her father’s sunshine blonde hair and his beautiful smile. She had my sapphire blue eyes and perfect skin. Like every other mother, she was the apple of my eye. She had excellent grades and dozens of friends. She made friends easily whenever we moved to a new place; which was a load off of my back. She didn’t have a boyfriend; although I have permitted her to date. I guess she didn’t find any of the boys at her school attractive. It didn’t matter to me; it was just another load off of my mind.
Her father, Victor Troy, isn’t involved in her life. After I was turned into a vampire I grabbed Rosaline and started driving. He didn’t like it; but I didn’t care. He never bothered trying to find us and I was grateful. I had left him a note telling him that I loved him but I had to leave and that I was taking Rosaline with me. I also wrote that I would take good care of her and I asked him not to follow us or come looking for us. Obviously the note worked or else I would’ve heard from him long ago. We weren’t married, which made the separation easier.
What wasn’t easy was driving in the car with Rosaline. Her scent filled the car and it made it hard for me to control myself. I kept driving from Seattle until I drove into a small town called Forks. That was where I met the Cullens, a coven of vampires that survived on animal blood instead of drinking from humans.
I loved living with them. They taught me how to survive on animal blood like them and they gave me and my daughter a home when we had nowhere else to go. Bella and Edward’s daughter Renesmee was a complete sweetheart. She and Rosaline played together often, and the Cullens didn’t mind having another child around. They loved Rosaline like she was their own.
Sadly after a couple of years we had to move on. They understood, but insisted on keeping in touch. I emailed Alice every week and sent her pictures and told her how Rosaline was doing. She did the same thing for me in return; sent me pictures and updated me on where they were. The most recent email I received from Alice said that they were in England, but were moving back to Forks soon. She said that Bella couldn’t stand being away from her dad and Jacob wanted to come back to see his family and his pack brothers.
I figured it would be time to move on again; it’s been four years since our last move and it wouldn’t be much longer before people grew suspicious. So why not move back to Forks?
So I answered Alice’s last email and made the decision to move back to Forks while I was typing. At the end of the email I asked her to keep it a secret from the rest of the family; I wanted it to be a surprise. I knew Alice would understand.
As soon as I sent the email I went to my daughter’s room. I could hear that she was listening to her music so I knocked first. She turned her music off and took the ear buds out of her ears before she yelled, “Come in.” I would’ve heard her even if she whispered it. But she didn’t know that; she thought I was a normal human. I never told her that I was a vampire. I wanted her to believe that I was normal and human.
I opened the door and I found her sitting on her bed. The walls of her bedroom were plastered with posters of pop stars and rock bands like Justin Beiber and Fall Out Boy; normal for a teenage girl.
“Hey, Mom. What’s up” she asked.
I walked over and sat on her bed. I gave her a kiss on the forehead; she never found that embarrassing, even in front of her friends. “Hi, sweetheart. I have some news,” I told her.
“Let me guess, we’re moving?” she asked. I nodded and she sighed. “Well, I guess we were going to sooner or later. So where are we moving to?”
“A little town in Washington called Forks. You’ll like it there, sweetie. There isn’t a lot of sun, but it’s a nice town.”
She sighed again. “I just wish we could stay in one place for more than just a few years. But it’s okay. When are moving?”
“In two days. That will give me enough time to pack our stuff and get you settled into Forks High School. Why don’t you get some sleep and tomorrow we’ll start packing your things, okay?” She nodded and I kissed her forehead again. “Goodnight, Rosaline.”
“Goodnight, Mom.” She got underneath her covers and I shut off the light on my way out. As I closed the door behind me I heaved a sigh. It was never easy for me to tell her that we were moving again, but I had to do it.
The next morning we had packed up all of Rosaline’s posters and clothes and her other knick knacks like books and CDs. She asked me why we were leaving the furniture behind and I told her that we didn’t need it where we were going; that there would be furniture already where we were moving to. She didn’t think it made any sense, but she didn’t argue. I already packed the dishes and silverware while she slept and all of my own belongings. She was settled in at Forks High School and planned on going a few days after we arrived and moved in, so the next day we were ready to leave.
We left early the next day to avoid revealing my skin in the sunlight. I tinted the windows for more protection. A couple of hours into the trip she fell asleep. A few times I had to stop because she needed to go to the bathroom and get something to eat. We had left L.A. at five-thirty and we didn’t cross the California-Oregon state line until about two; then we reached the Oregon-Washington state line by four. Rosalie was asleep again when we finally arrived in Forks.
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Ch. 21: Rosaline's P.O.V.
As soon as I stepped out of the car when we got to school Renesmee stuck to me like glue. I knew it would be useless to ask her for some space, so I dealt with it. As we were at my locker Matt came over and visited. "Hey, Rosaline," he greeted me. "I thought you were coming to the game last night."
"Oh," I said, remembering. "I totally forgot. I'm so sorry, Matt. Me and my mom were really busy unpacking."
"It's okay," he said. "You wouldn't have been impressed. We lost."
"Oh, that's too bad," I said. "What was the final score?"
"You don't want to know," he told me. "It was just that bad." We both laughed. "So who's your friend?"
"I'm Renesmee Cullen," Nessie answered, introducing herself.
"Oh, you're the other new girl," he realized. "I'm Matt Hall."
"Oh, I know. Rosaline here has told me about you."
"Yes; she says that you're a nice guy."
"Cool. So are you going to escort her to her classes or is that still my job?"
"No," I answered. "That's still you job, Matt. Renesmee and I were just talking. I'll see you later, Renesmee."
"See you later, Rosaline," she said. She turned on her heel and walked away.
Matt leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Do you know if she's single?"
"She has a boyfriend," I answered.
"Damn it," he cursed under his breath. The bell rang and he sighed. "So, you ready for another boring day at Forks High School?"
"Not at all," I answered. "Let's go."
The morning passed quickly -although it seemed when Matt, Renesmee, and I would walk to class together the minutes couldn't tick by any slower. Any other time I would be estatic to have Renesmee walk with me to class; but this was just plain embarassing. I was being treated like a little kid.
When lunch time rolled around I was grateful because I could get away from Nessie and she couldn't do anything to stop me; she wouldn't want to make a scene.
I got to the lunchroom in a bit of a rush and I was one of the early ones to get there; but that didn't matter. I found the reason why I rushed in the first place; Lance sat at the table he sat at yesterday, all alone. He wore the same outfit he had worn in my dream last night but instead of his jacket being unbuttoned and exposing his sculpted chest, his jacket was unbuttoned and exposing a light gray t-shirt he wore underneath.
He spotted me as soon as I stepped into the room. He gave me a gentle smile and winked at me. I returned the smile. I walked over to his table and asked, "Is this seat taken?"
He smiled. "No," he answered. "Go ahead and sit." As I pulled out my chair and sat down I felt eyes on my back; staring at Lance and I waiting to see what will happen next.
"So," I asked as I sat down. "did that really happen last night? You being in my dream, I mean."
He nodded. "Everything that happened last night was real," he answered. "Even if it was a dream." We both laughed. "I believe it's my turn to ask the questions."
"Have at it," I said.
"You're not half vampire like your friend, Renesmee Cullen," he observed.
"That's not a question," I pointed out.
"I'm just wondering how you were conceived if both of your parents are vampires."
"My parents were both human when I was born; but a year after I was born my mom was changed by a vampire that jumped her and she was forced to leave my father and took me with her to the Cullens. My mom explained it to me a few nights ago."
"And your father?" he asked.
"He said he was changed about a year after we left," I answered.
"You and your father don't speak much to each other, do you?" he asked.
I shook my head. "He's not allowed to come near me," I answered.
"Why?" he asked. "He is your father after all, right?"
"Yes," I told him. "but my mom is worried that he won't be able to control himself if he gets near me. He's trying to adjust to the Cullens' diet."
"Ah," he said, realizing. "Now I understand."
"Yeah, but by the sounds of things it's not going well." I chuckled at the end, trying to make it into a joke.
"Why's that?" he asked.
"Him and my boyfriend got into a fight last night while I was sleeping," I answered. "But I don't know if that's because of the new diet he's on or because of something else."
He blinked twice. "You have a boyfriend?" he asked, surprised.
"Yes," I answered.
"What's his name? I might know him."
"You wouldn't. He doesn't go to school here."
"Where does he live?"
I looked down at the table as I answered, "In La Push on the Quileute Indian Reservation." I didn't want to meet his eyes when he would figure out that my boyfriend was a werewolf. He was silent for a long, awkward moment. I looked up and he was staring at me.
He gave me a little smile before saying, "So your boyfriend's a werewolf. What's that like?"
I blinked. How was he so calm about this? Anybody else would be going out of their minds with fear. Course, look at who I was talking to; anybody would have a heart attack just saying one word to a vampire in fear that that one word may be their last. I remembered his question so I answered, "Uh... Well there's never a dull moment when him and his friends are around."
"By friends you mean his pack brothers," he said. "I know they travel in packs."
"They are also his friends, as well as brothers," I pointed out. I didn't mention the other pack or Danielle and Leah for their safety. I was stupid enough to tell him about Embry and the rest of the guys; I won't be stupid enough to tell him about the girls and the other pack, too.
"You can relax," he told me. "You can trust me. I wouldn't think of harming you loved ones."
"How can I be sure?" I asked.
He sighed. "I guess the only way I can prove that my words ring true is through time," he said. The bell rang and he got up from his seat. "I'll see you in class," he toldme before walking away.
I got up from my seat and gathered up my stuff. I felt someone grasp my elbow and I sighed. "You will never do that to me again," Renesmee hissed.
"Yes, Mother," I said sarcastically.
She let go of my elbow and asked, "Why did you do that? Did you have any idea how much danger you were in?"
"I did it to get away from you," I said, answering her first question. "You were annoying and embarassing me. I love you to death, Nessie; but holy crow give me my space!"
She blinked and then said, "I'm sorry, Rose. I really am, but you need to understand why I'm doing this. He is and unknown vampire and could be potentially dangerous and you could be falling right into his trap. We need to protect you until we know more about the situation better."
"What if he isn't dangerous?" I asked. "What if he was as harmless as your family?"
"Then it would be different," she answered. "But sense we don't know hardly anything about him and have no idea what he's capable of you're going to be watched like a hawk."
I sighed. I suppose I saw that one coming.
HEY J.vampire i read that you wanted to add a twist to your story so i was thinking and had an idea so here gose, well lance has the power to envade the dreams of others so what if he envaded Embrys dreams because Rosaline wont be with him and he kills embry and threatened to kill the rest of her family AKA the pack cullens and her mum and dad so then she ends up with him and get changed into a vampire and has to spend eternity with him. its just an idea you dont have to use it if you don`t want = )
Hm... Well, it's not a bad idea. But the thing is that I created Lance as more of a gentle vampire. You know, sort of like Edward; but slightly different. But you know, it is a good idea. I'll think about it. Thanks for your imput. -J. Vampire
P.S.- if you want you can send me any other ideas you have about this story. I could use 'em. I already have one percilatiing in the back of my mind but the way I wrote it it probably won't make any sence if I put it in there. Thanks again.