Hi!

I just got back from a week holiday in York, and York is really cool it has the street Diagon Alley was based off, and it has loads of history and it's all really cool. But what was really cool was the fact that the flat we were staying in had a huge projector screen and surround sound so along with going to see all these cool things I also watched the first two LOTR and uh... Thirty two episodes of Nashville. Cinema style! :D

Now, even though I don't reply I do read all your reviews and I would first like to thank you for all the reviews and the time you take to review. :) It does mean a lot to me and zemrocku that you guys are enjoying the story so thank you so much!

Saying that, I know a couple of you guys have some concerns (well maybe not concerns, but... I don't know), but NEVER FEAR. While this chapter is another Cullen chapter, this one is MUCH more Bella centred, and we are back to Bella in the next chapter.

Twilight belongs to SM. The plot belongs to zemrocku. Enjoy! (P.S I am now officially obsessed with Supernatural but due to issues I'm stuck on season six.)

Rosalie's POV

Edward is getting on my nerves.

To be honest, this isn't actually a new feeling, but he seems to be intent on annoying me more than he usually does. The worst part is that he's using a human to do it. The family (even Emmett) keep telling me that I should allow our brother to be happy, and let him be with this girl. But I don't want Bella to have to be dragged into anything she shouldn't be, especially this world. No one deserves that. Given the choice, I would give up this life in a heart beat.

I feel the bed dip as Emmett sits down behind me and wraps his arms around me. I smile. I wouldn't give up everything.

"Hi Rosie," He whispers, kissing my cheek. My smile widens. "Alice said the sun is going to go in later, so we can go into town if you'd like to. Then we can go back to school tomorrow."

This erases my smile. The last thing I want is to be stuck in that building where I'm forced to watch my brother fawn over the human. "Maybe we could just go for a walk," I murmur, and I turn in time to see a smile light up my husband's entire face. Immediately I take his face in my hands and run my thumbs over his dimples, kissing him soundly. When I pull away he looks worried. I expect him to give me the lecture again, but instead he simply smiles again, lifting my heart. Then he gets up, and goes downstairs, leaving me to my thoughts once again. I'm grateful for that. He knows me well.

Unfortunately, Jasper doesn't have that particular perk, and sometimes he's as bad as Edward when it comes to sticking his nose in.

My brother regards me carefully from the doorway of my bedroom. After a minute passes I raise my eyebrows at him in silent question, and his eyes narrow infinitesimally. "You're wrong, you know," He says quietly, and I almost roll my eyes. What am I wrong about now? "Edward agrees with you."

"What?"

"He agrees with you," Jasper repeats, frowning. "He wants to stay away from her. He's willing to torture himself if it means she's safe, and we both know that eventually that would kill him." I can only stare at him, letting the words sink in. That does sound like something Edward would do, masochistic as he is. "I know you're angry that we keep lecturing you on the importance of Edward's happiness, but you're not the only one we're trying to convince." Then he's gone, leaving me alone again.

The fact that Edward is denying his own happiness is really no surprise, but I didn't expect his reasons. He is one of the most selfish people I have ever had the displeasure of meeting, let alone living with. I can believe that he'd torture himself just to torture himself, but not to keep the girl safe. He's a control freak; the girl would be safe with him no matter how bad his blood lust got. Everything has to go his way.

I lie back on the bed and watch as the clouds cover the sun through our glass wall. It makes me feel more human when the sparkles fade from my skin. Usually on sunny days I keep my curtains closed; even when the house is changed by the sun into a place for freaks I want my room to be somewhere I can go, where I can sit without being reminded of my own nature. However today I needed to remind myself what we truly are and what Bella needs to be protected from, because I do care about Edward, and if his chosen girl was a vampire I would be with the others and urging him to be happy. He does deserve to be happy, but not at the cost of a human life, especially if that human has the chance to be normal; has the chance to be happy with someone else and have a family.

"Rosie?" Emmett always knows when I need him, even if we're not even in the same room. "Alice says we can go for that walk now." I nod and sit up, and the moment I do he pulls me into a hug. It takes me a moment to return; it was unexpected. "I love you," He whispers into my hair, and for some reason he sounds sad, or like he's trying to convince me of it. His grip on me tightens, and I reciprocate.

"I know," I tell him, placing a small kiss on his shoulder. "I love you, too."

He pulls away and grins at me, completely disregarding my worried expression. "I thought we could run into town and then just walk through; tell people we got back from camping early if they ask."

I nod, and he takes my hand easily, leading me downstairs and to the front door. As we pas through the front room Edward comes into the house and despondently makes his way towards the piano. Edward... I say in my mind, and he glances up at me as Emmett and I continue past him. I gesture towards my husband, giving my brother a questioning look. Edward's mouth opens slightly as if he's about to say something, but he quickly closes it and looks down at his piano as we make it to front door.

Running is one of the one things I enjoy about this life. The speed makes me feel powerful; makes me feel the complete opposite of the night of my death. Feeling powerless isn't something I ever want to experience again.

Whenever Emmett and I go into Forks but we don't drive, I always fine it strange to run as a vampire, and be a vampire, but then the moment we step through those tress we're human again. Just another teenage couple, nothing different about us apart from our appearance. I know that doing that always jars Jasper a bit; going from vampire to human in a matter of moments.

We're stared at as we walk through the streets, but no one approaches us for a while. We don't do much; there isn't much to do in Forks, but as we walk past the hospital one of the doctors notices us. He quickly stubs out his cigarette and makes his way over as we try and avoid him. But unfortunately we can't run from him as that would humiliate our father, so we brace ourselves for the worst.

"Hey!" He says, and as we turn the smell of smoke hits us full force from his breath and his person. Even Emmett winces. "You're Carlisle's kids right? Thought he said he wouldn't be back until tomorrow."

"Yeah, we came back early," Emmett tells him easily with his signature grin. "Esme asked Rose and me to go get any work we missed from the school."

He nods, watching us with narrowed eyes. "Could you tell your dad that we need him here then? We're pretty backed up over here without him."

"Yeah, sure," Emmett answers, waving his hand. "But he might want to stay home with our little brother. The reason we came back was because he hit his head pretty hard, so he'll probably want to monitor him. He seemed fine but our dad's kind of over protective."

The doctor relaxes slightly, and it's only then that I notice his anger. I was about to tell Emmett off for saying that - surely it would complicate things. And why would he say that about the school? - but clearly he was angry that Carlisle had supposedly lied about how long he'd be away just to get a day off. Emmett was always good at reading people. "Okay," The doctor speaks after a moment. "Tell him not to worry."

My husband smiles easily and waves as we walk away, smiling at me as the doctor walks back inside. He pulls out his phone, sending a quick text to Carlisle. "Just gotta tell Carlisle that Ed has a head injury," He mumbles, putting his phone back into his pocket. "Guess we should go to the school now, huh?"

I scowl. I do not want to go to that purgatory on my day off. "Why?"

He shrugs, looking at the ground. "I don't know if that doctor has kids or not. They might go to the school. We might as well go, just in case. To keep up appearances."

I roll my eyes and follow him to the school. I don't really see why it matters, but if he thinks it's necessary to ruin our day then fine. Since we miss school so much the head teacher decided we should have packs put together so we don't miss any work. Usually, we just send Edward to collect them at the end of the day we go back, or he gets them at some point in the day since he hates it when we nag him and he doesn't have a mate he's been separated from for several hours. Although, if the rest of our family get their way it looks as though that's about to change.

The school lets out just as we get there. Emmett goes into the office to collect the work and I stay outside, watching as the rest of the student body pile out of the front doors and towards their cars. Watching them pains me; if I had acted like this in my day God only knows what would have happened to me. I would have been a disgrace. How society has changed.

My eyes zero in on Bella just as her floral scent hits me. She's trying to escape to her truck as quickly as possible, but it's not that that particularly grabs my attention. It's her attire. For Forks, it's relatively warm today, so most are in shorts and t-shirts, trying to make the most of it. However Bella is wearing jeans, high top trainers, a jacket and gloves of all things. However, the jacket she is wearing is too small for her, and her wrists are exposed. For a moment I expect to see scars on her wrists, but the glimpse I get s unmarred skin, until it is encased in Mike Newton's hand as he rushes to talk to her.

Bella freezes. Her eyes glass over for less than a second or two. She even seems to stop breathing. She looks like... Alice. When Alice is having a vision.

I cock my head to the side slightly as I watch her. To the human eye she simply froze for a second or two, and since she was just grabbed without any warning. However to a vampire I can see the way she froze was not natural; it was as if she was seeing a whole other world. Or a whole other time.

Tears well in her eyes. At first I'm angry, because my first conclusion is that Mike has been harassing her to the point of tears, but instead of yanking her arm out from under his hand she simply turns to him. He looks startled, seeing her so upset, and tries to remove his hand, but she actually pulls him into a hug. He looks even more startled, but when she pulls away he grins at her. She doesn't return the smile, but hops into her truck and starts it, driving away.

Half the lot is empty but the time Emmett comes out, and I'm still frozen in the same spot. The humans did stare at me as I looked out at them, but I barely noticed. My mind was still reeling from what I saw. What could that mean? Did I imagine it? No. I didn't imagine it. But was it what I think it is?

"Rosie?" When I look up Emmett looks worried again. "Are you okay?"

"Fine," I reply, with more tension in my tone than I wanted. He flinches slightly, but then nods once his expression clears. What's wrong with him lately?

We begin to walk back to the house, and it's nice and relatively peaceful. However my husband seems sad, but I can't dwell on it now. Clearly Bella is more special than we thought. Her reaction also intrigues me. She began to cry and hugged the Newton boy. Perhaps she saw his death? Perhaps she saw something terrible happen to him? What if she only sees people die?

When we get back to the house Emmett hands everyone work to them. Jasper and Alice take theirs with a little complaint, and when Emmett places Edward's on top of the piano in front of him our younger brother grins slightly. "Thanks," He says lightly, pressing the keys even lighter, creating a soft melody that is clearly unfinished yet still beautiful. "Saves me a job. I'm not sure I could have survived the walk to the office with my terrible head injury and all."

My husband laughs and claps him on the back. "Sorry about that," He apologises. "I didn't know what to say."

Edward simply shrugs, and Emmett goes upstairs. I go to follow him, but Edward stops me. "Rose," He whispers. "Can I talk to you?"

"I don't need another lecture about your happiness, Edward, especially not from you," I reply, continuing towards the stairs.

"It's about Emmett," He says quickly, which makes me stop.

I go back to him, standing next to the piano and keeping my voice hushed, so no one hears. "What about him?"

He doesn't even look up form the keys. "I'm not sure if you meant to do it, but he feels as though you're distancing himself from him and the rest of us. You've been spending a lot of time alone with your thoughts which is worrying both him and Esme. They worry you're thinking too much about your human life again, and that your torturing yourself with the memory of your death and change."

"Of course I'm not doing it on purpose! How could you even think that? And can't you tell them that's not what's happening?"

His jaw tenses, and he presses the keys harder now in his irritation. "Because, Rosalie. I don't make it a habit to listen to your thoughts. Nor - if I do listen - do I make it a habit to broadcast them to people who haven't even asked. I know you think low of me, but I'm not a complete cad thank you."

With that he slams the lid on the keys down, and storms up to his bedroom. His temper has been shorter lately, which is the last thing we need if he's going to be hanging around Bella all day tomorrow.

Emmett understands when I tell him I have only been worrying about Bella, but I haven't been torturing myself with my past. I have been thinking of my human life, I tell him, but only because we are suddenly so close to having a human with us. It makes me crave that life more than usual, but I am happy here. I am happy with him.

I'm relieved that Edward goes hunting with Carlisle during the night, our father jokingly telling Edward not to hit his head this time as they leave, as we don't need him slaughtering Bella in a room full of children that he would also have to eventually kill. Although when they come back I have to keep my mind decidedly blank. I'm anxious to go to school to see Bella again, and possibly test my theory. Although I'm not sure how I'd do it, but it would be interesting to see.

In complete contrast to the previous sunny weather, it's raining when we get to school. Most of the students are dressed like Bella was yesterday, abandoning their shorts and t-shirts for coats and jeans and boots. I expect that when Bella arrives she won't look any different.

Edward, as usual, stays outside once everyone gets out the car. I get a lot of surprised looks at that, but after a kiss from Emmett the others still make their way inside, watching us curiously. Bella hasn't arrived yet, so we have nothing to do, so we just sort of stand awkwardly by the Volvo. That is, until, Lauren Mallory loses control of her vehicle, and begins to swerve violently towards one Mike Newton. My eyes widen and I stand up straighter. Perhaps this is what Bella saw. Edward glances at me as I think that, but I pay him no mind, as Bella comes tearing into the parking lot, looking as if she has just run from her house screaming "Mike!" as she runs towards him and into the path of Lauren's car. Edward looks as though he is about to run after them, but I hold him back. We do not need a heroic vampire spectacle in the middle of the car park. Although it occurs to me that if Bella's blood is spilled, it might not be a heroic spectacle that everyone sees.

Bella reaches Mike and tackles him, throwing them both violently to the ground. Only seconds later does Lauren's car collide with the car Mike had previously been standing in front of. It seems my suspiciouns are proven correct.

Edward looks as though he is about to faint from relief, even though I know it to be impossible. Bella stands up and brushes herself off, reaching down to help Mike up and manages to escape into the school building just as the crowds close in, adjusting her gloves as she goes.

Keeping my mind blank in this purgatory is harder than I thought it would be. School is easy, and doesn't occupy my mind at all. This is boring. This is boring. This is boring. Hopefully that will throw Edward off. Hopefully. He's probably watching my mind like a hawk after discovering I have suspiciouns about Bella.

Before lunch I decide I need to confront her. The longer I go without thinking about it it's wearing on me. I hate this. So when we're let out for lunch I make my way to Bella's classroom as quickly as possible, having to find my way by scent alone. I manage to get to her just as she comes out, head down and trying to ward off questions about the morning's accident from the children behind. "Come with me," I order, grabbing her by the arm and hauling her towards the girl's toilets. The others behind her look shocked; Bella herself looks terrified. Humans in the halls make way for us as I drag her through them.

When we get to the girl's toilets there are already people in there. "Out!" I shout at them, and they glance at me once before escaping. Wise choice. Once they're gone and I've made sure we're completely alone, and grab Bella by the shoulders and press her up against the wall.

"Can you see the future?"

Sorry if this wasn't very good. I have a hard time relating to/writing Rosalie. I haven't really done it before. However I have great experience with Carlisle and Edward. Not so much Alice. XD