Twilight Fan Fiction / Twilight Fan Fiction ❯ Loving Her Soul ❯ Afraid of Change ( Chapter 1 )

 

Here I am, standing outside my brother's house, in the pouring rain with my suit case and a shattered heart. I knock on the door. I know someone is home cause there are two cars in the drive way. A sleek silver Volvo and a black BMW Coupe are occupying the space. I know my brothers Saturn Zx4 and Alice's yellow Porsche are in the garage. I walked here, over sixty blocks I dragged my feet. I know they are blistered and sore but I'm here now and that's all that matters. No one answers the door so I knock harder more forcefully this time. Large footsteps come towards the door and I swear the ground shakes. It opens and I squint my eyes against the offending bright lights. They are block by a large muscular man. His brown eyes stare down at me with mild interest and I cower. His shirt clings to the muscles of his biceps and chest. His jeans do the same to his tree like legs. I bit my lips as the aroma of Mexican take out filled my nose.

“Who are you?”, his voice is deep and husky, menacing almost “and why the hell are you in the rain, with nothing on no less. We don't offer room and board if that's what you're looking for.” I frown. Who does he think he is questioning me as such, this is my brothers house and I can stay here if I damn so please. Tilting my head up I narrow my already squinting eyes.

“This is my brother, Jasper's house. I want to talk to him or Alice. If Bella is here I would really like to talk to her.” He raises his hand and I duck. It's a reflex I had to master when I was with my ex. He looks down at me and steps aside calling god knows who.

“Hey dude, who the he- Rosalie?” I look up at my brother and he takes me in his arms hugging my tightly. I cry. I don't know what else to do so I cry. Right there in front of Mr. Macho. He lets me go and takes me inside leaving my suitcase in the foyer. “You look awful Rosie, what the hell are you doing in the rain? Where the hell is Riley?” As soon as he mentions his name I tremble falling almost to the floor if it wasn't for him catching me.

“I can't go back to him Jas, don't make me please!”

“What the hell did he do to you? Never mind don't answer that, I'm going to get Alice and Bella, and they will get you cleaned up.” I sit against the wall my head in my hands.

“Women and all there problems.” Mr. Macho walks buy and I bit my lip.

“There she is. The spare room has a bathroom she can sleep there.” I look up as Alice and Bella walk over. They look so pretty in there designer outfits and shoes. I could have had that but I started seeing Riley and our father disowned me. Only Jasper kept in contact, when he could, which wasn't often.

“Rosie baby come on.” Bella helps me up and walk me towards the guest room. They rummage through my clothes to see they all are ruined. Meaning Riley cut them, shredded them, or I didn't have many clothes at all. Shaking her head Alice hands me a shirt of Jaspers and some of her bottoms. Bella helps me in a warm bath and I sigh. I haven't had a decent bath in weeks and I know I stink. I feel hands in my hair and turn around to see Alice with some shampoo.

“Just relax Rosalie we'll take care of you.” I nod and close my eyes. Moaning every so often as Alice's fingers. Bella helps me take a bath and I thank them both when it's over.

“Rosie, tell us what happened? Your safe, he won't get to you.” Bella takes my hand and I try to force back the tears.

“You can't tell Jas, not right now. I will tell him. Just promise me you will keep this between us three?”

“We promise Rosie.” They say together. We al sit on the bed and snuggle close together like old times. I lay my head on Bella's stomach and Alice rubs my back. These are my best friends and don't know what I would do without them.

“It started a few months ago. Riley and I were happy, I mean I had the man of my dreams and we loved each other. But things changed when Riley started staying out more often. He would come home wasted or high on some drug. He would verbally assault me at times. Telling me I wasn't good enough or that I wasn't women enough for him. So he continued I started to believe him. Hitting was his way of punishment when I ever did something wrong. That ranged from fixing his food wrong or not cleaning enough. He would apologize after and I was an idiot to believe him. We still had sex and I got pregnant. He was happy. I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. He was beautiful. He had my hair and stubborn attitude. He was perfect. Riley and I were happy again, we started becoming closer. It was cute to see him and our son together. His name was Hayden.”

“But where is the baby now Rose?” I shudder and bit my lip.

“I'm not finished, I can home a day later from grocery shopping. Most of the stuff was baby food. I walked into his room because it was quiet, to quiet actually. Riley was standing over the crib…..there was….blo….blood on his hands. He turned around and told me,

“He wouldn't shut up.” He killed my baby!” I only got to hold him for a few days. And now he's gone.” Alice lays her head on my back and Bella pulls me closer sharing their tears with me.

Its morning when I wake up, the smell of coffee fills my nose tickling it. I push back the covers on my bed and wipe my red puffy eyes. Walking out the guest room I pad to the kitchen. Jasper looks up from his newspaper giving me a weak smile. He has on his black slacks and white dress shirt. His suit jacket is on the sofa behind him. Alice is hunched over the couch a wide smile on her face.

“Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl? You are! You are! “Reaching over she picks up a small baby. It's a girl in a pink and yellow onesie. She has a head full of straight thin brown hair that curls at the ends. Her legs and arms are chunky and she has dimples in her thighs. She seems really small.

“I didn't know you had a baby Jas.” He nearly chokes on his coffee. Wiping his mouth he stands.

“I didn't Rose, that's Emmett's daughter. He had to work late today and needed someone to watch her.”

“What about her mother? I'm sure Emmett didn't have her himself.” Alice walks over taking a bottle out the fridge she starts to feed her.

“That's a story he has to tell you. Besides if we did he would just get angry. It's a hard subject for him to talk about.” I walk over to Alice and look down at her. She's pretty. Her lips are a soft pink and she has dimples in her cheeks. I reach over and stroke her cheek and she stops sucking. Her small blue eyes shift up to me and she gives a small smile. I slide my finger in her hand and she grabs tight and continues her sucking.

“Well I have to be at work early. Were going to Emmett's tonight for a gathering he's having. Mainly it us guys watching the game while Alice dresses Bella up like a doll.” I laugh and she looks to me again.

“Can I hold her?” I look between my brother and Alice as they share a glance. He nods and I feel like a child asking for candy before dinner. Alice passes her to me and sets the empty bottle on the counter. I lay her on my shoulder and pat her back gently. She burps once and then another time only louder. “There you go all better.” I whisper walk to the living room and reclining on the plush couch. Her small hand rests under my neck as she drifts off to sleep. Her tiny body relaxing as her breathing calms to a slower pace. Alice looks at her watch and kisses Jasper goodbye as he leaves.

“Alice, if you have to be somewhere then go ahead and go. I can watch her. I'll be fine. If anything happens I can call you.” She nods and puts on her jacket and grabs her portfolio and keys.

“I'll be back in a few hours and we're going shopping for you some new clothes.” She closes the door before I can protest and the squeal of her tires causes the baby to jump. Alice and her obsession with all things fashion, cause the baby to be startled. Then it hits me, I don't even know the babies name. Standing I lay her in the bassinet near the middle of the room and look for her baby bag. After finding it on the left side of Jas's bed I rummage through finding exactly what I'm looking for. Kaylen, the name fits perfectly. Going through the bag as I walk back to the living room I find diaper, bottles and other basic necessities. It only four thirty and Alice wont get here until six. Sighing deeply I lie on the couch and turn on the TV. Might as well rest up, shopping with her is never forgettable, and with the condition of my feet I wont forget anytime soon.

 

The shrill earsplitting cry of Kaylen startles me. It's only been thirty minutes since I had fed and put her down to rest. As I draw near her crib I can smell why she's awake. Picking her up I lay her on a towel and fix the mess she has made of herself. There's a knock at the door and I walk over holding a now clean Kaylen.

“Who is it?” I inquire, bouncing Kaylen who has settled on sucking her tongue.

“Just open the door I don't have time to play around Rose.” My eyes widen as I realize who's at the door. Riley, how did he find me? He was gone when I left and I know he couldn't have followed me. Racing to the farthest room I grab the cordless phone on the way. The only number I know is Jas's so I dial it quickly.

“Yes Rosie how-

“I don't have time to answer that, Riley found me and I don't know what to do. He's standing outside the door right now and I'm terrified.”

“I'm halfway home ok ill be there in a couple of minutes I'm at the last stop sigh ok. Is Kaylen ok?” I look down at her and sure enough she's still sucking her tongue only she added her fist this time.

“She's okay, sucking on her tongue, although I just fed her thirty minutes ago.” Jasper laughs and I find my self laughing also.

“She has the appetite of Emmett feed her again in a few minutes, but she can wait. The sucking of the tongue is a way for you to feed her. If you're not careful she will have you feeding her every hour.” I can hear the car coming to a stop and a loud bang on the door. I forgot that the garage is on the left side of the house and you wouldn't know if a car pulled in or not, well not it you weren't listening.

“I'm here now and ill call anyone I have to if it gets to far out of hand. I'll have him arrested for trespassing, trying to break and enter, and any other thing I can.” He hangs up the phone and I leave the room. Walk to the living room I see them outside talking. He backs away and turns to leave. He looks to the window and I step back hoping he didn't see me.

“You can't hide in there for long Rose. You know I'll find you where ever you try to go.”

 

 

Most authors make Rosalie out to be the bad one, but not here. Instead she plays the victim, and I like it that way. Emmett POV of next and you will find out more about his story. This isn't your normal fluffy violence; it actually involves hitting and other things of the sort. R&R!!!!