I hate pink. I've hated it since Sam and Emily's wedding. It wasn't enough that I had to go to that bloody wedding. Yeah, mom, that was exactly what I needed. I needed to go to my cousin's and ex-boyfriend's wedding when it was supposed to be mine. I needed to have Sam and Emily's perfect relationship shoved in my face. But mom was all, "Leah, Emily's your cousin. Can't you be happy for her?" Sure, mom. I'll be happy that my cousin chose to get with my fiance even though said fiance scarred her. I'll be happy that even though I'm the victim here, I'm being thrown to the wolves. Everyone always acts like I'm such a harpy. Well, maybe I'd be a bit nicer if anyone had tried to sympathize with me. Did anyone say, "Leah, are you okay?" Nope, it was true love and I stood in the way of it. So, I became the bitch.
The wedding was awful. It wasn't enough that Emily had to keep rubbing in my face that she had my boyfriend and true love without any effort. No, I had to stand there in a church full of rose petals, and candles, and all manner of girly things. Typical Emily. She'd been planning for a fairy tale wedding since she was five. I smirked at her wedding gown. It was a gorgeous pink princess dress with jewels on it. She wore a tiara on her head. Yup, Emily was the princess and she'd be damned if anyone forgot it. I stood there in a horrid pink dress. I tried to imagine that I was the one walking down the aisle with Sam, but I couldn't. The Sam walking down the aisle wasn't my Sam. He was a cardboard cutout, a robot designed to keep Emily happy. He had no interests anymore. The only thing that interested him was keeping Emily happy. He had no emotion in his eyes except for a disgusting puppy dog adoration when he looked at my cousin. Sam and Emily said the most sappy vows I've ever had the misfortune to hear, and then had the reception. It was a lovely reception, with everyone congratulating the happy couple. I lurked in the shadows so no one could see me scowling and start bitching at me.
So ever since that day, I've hated pink. I didn't really care for pink in the first place, but now I hate it even more. Every time I thought of that color, I thought of Emily in her wedding dress. I thought about the day I'd lost Sam. Sam and Emily had three beautiful little girls. They made me godmother. Sam and Emily have really got to stop trying to make up with me; half the time, they just make things worse. I finally had enough of La Push and split. I know running away never solved anything, but what exactly did I gain by staying there? I just wanted some time away to think. You know, to be able to cry and reflect on all that happened without being called a bitch. Idiots. They just didn't want to hear my pain because they knew that they were responsible. One day I got sick of all the names and sick of my life not going anywhere, and I left. I haven't been back since. Sometimes I wonder about the pack. Without the bitch, they're probably enjoying their sham of a happy ending. We're better off without each other.
I looked at the girl's dress. It was pink. I watched as her vampire boyfriend whispered something, probably some angsty declaration of love. Did the girl know she was dating a vampire? Had he told her? Probably. He'd probably moaned about not wanting to be a killer and she was his only reason for living. Honestly, pansy vampires filled with angst are all the rage these days. I would have thought that vampires would be above trends and social settings, but I guess they're just like humans. Except that they drink blood, they're stronger, prettier, and most of the time, richer. The vampire pulled his girlfriend into his arms and kissed her passionately. I tried not to watch. I had absolutely no desire to watch them make out. But I had to stay. It was part of my mission.
Their moans were getting louder. I watched as she wrapped her legs around his waist and he backed her up against the wall. Oh, hell, please don't let them start doing it, I pleaded. I had to give this vampire credit though; most vampires I'd encountered barely touched their girlfriends. The vampire's lips moved towards the girl's neck and I readied myself. Any moment now. I heard the girl whimper. The vampire's hold had tightened. I shifted. The girl screamed as I emerged and tackled the vampire. He lost his grip on her and she fell to the ground. I sank my teeth into the vampire, growling at the girl to run. That didn't work. Obviously. The girl screamed again and started darting around us. I wanted to yell at her to get out of here, but I couldn't change back.
'"Leave him alone! What are you doing?" I wished this girl would shut up. Couldn't she see I was trying to help her? The vampire grabbed me and hurled me against the wall. I thought I felt something crack. Furious, I charged at him and sprang. He didn't react quickly enough and my teeth were in his throat. His arms rained blows on me , but I held on grimly. This wasn't as long as other fights, and I was grateful. I felt something on my back and heard a high voice. The girl was hitting me and yanking my fur. Usually when someone sees a giant wolf, they'd either faint, run away, or be scared stiff. But not this girl. This idiot was attacking me while all I was trying to do was save her.
Her blows distracted me and the vampire managed to throw me off. I sailed through the air and crashed on the ground. I hit my head, though I doubted it was enough to do any damage. Still, I was dazed for a minute, and that was all the vampire needed. He grabbed his sobbing girlfriend in his arms. This time he wasn't gentle. He held her in an iron grip and bit down hard. The girl trashed and screamed. I darted towards them and growled. The vampire threw the girl's limp body to the ground. He rushed towards me. I dodged and attacked him from behind. I was bruised all over, and exhausted. I wasn't the best girl to mess with when I was angry. The poor vampire didn't have a chance. Plus, I had to attend to the girl now. I had to finish the fight as quickly as possible.
I shifted back and stared at the remains of my clothes. I had to stop wearing clothes I liked; I'd just shift and ruin them. It was a waste of good money. Then I remembered the girl. I hurried towards her. "Hey, are you okay? Come on, wake up!" The girl didn't answer. I grabbed my bag from behind the dumpster and dialed 911. The ambulance would be on its way shortly. I examined the vampire's body. He was young, about eighteen, I would guess. At least his hormones worked properly, unlike another vampire's. A quick look through his pockets and I found a wallet. He wasn't the richest vampire I'd killed, but his money could come in handy. His jacket sure would. I bundled myself in the jacket. All I wanted to do now was go home, take a hot bath, and watch television before going to bed. But I had one more thing I had to do.
"Leah, thank you." The man grabbed my hand and shook it. His daughter lay in a hospital bed. She'd be fine. "It was nothing." I told him. It was nothing. Hunting down vampires trying to drain my blood was my job. Actually, maybe it was more of a hobby.
"You saved her life. I tried to tell her over and over again that he was bad news, but she wouldn't listen. She was so sure she was in love that she never listened to reason." He broke off and looked at his daughter. She was pale and had bruises on her. "She could have...she's a smart girl. I didn't think she'd fall for those lies he fed her. Thank you so much."
"You're welcome." I had to smile. I loved this feeling. I loved being able to help others. I liked to think that I helped protect people, and that I was making a difference. "You're an angel, Leah." I hadn't been called that in a while. Bitch, harpy, nuisance, yes. Angel, no. "I'm not an angel," I told him. "I'm a harpy bitch. I'm a nuisance." The man looked shocked. "How can you say that? You're saving innocent girls!" I smiled bitterly. "My friends and family thought I was a nuisance."
The man tutted. "They don't know how lucky they are to have you." When he saw the look on my face he said, "I mean it, Leah. You're a great girl and you're doing a great thing. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
I smiled genuinely. If I could make a difference, then I was happy. The man had reminded me why I was doing this. "Thanks."
After a hot bubble bath, I sat on my bed in a fluffy bathrobe with my roommate and best friend, Ally. We'd met after I'd come into her family's bookstore, looking for a job. I'd been hired, and we hit it off right away. We talked about everything; books, boys, music, our dreams. Ally saw me as a girl and a friend, not as a harpy. It was nice to be seen for who I was again, and not what people had made me out to be. My life was turning back to normal. I had friends, a job, and there were a few cute guys around. Unfortunately, the calm didn't last. A vampire broke into the shop and killed Ally's father. I was in the upstairs apartment when I heard the scream. The vampire had drained Ally's father and was going to drain her. I shuddered at the memory. If I'd been one second too late...I glanced over to where Ally was browsing our website. I didn't want to think about it. I'd shifted and killed the vampire. After Ally had woken up from her fainting spell, I had to explain everything. To this day, I still don't know why I didn't run away. I have to give Ally credit, though. Once she found out about the magical world, she had this idea to become vampire hunters. I told her she was nuts, but the idea of fighting vampires did appeal to me, and it would save a lot of people. I became a vampire hunter. Ally and I designed a website for people to report vampire activity.
Ally became my researcher. There was no way I'd let her fight the vampires, and she didn't care to. But she was good at tracking them when they used credit cards, finding out where they lived, that sort of thing. So instead of Leah the bitch, I was now Leah, the vampire hunter. It did have a few perks, such as the vampires being rich. Ally objected to me stealing their money, but she didn't mind when I used it to help pay the bills, buy her that necklace she always wanted, and donated it to charity. So, I had a pretty good life now. Sure I got banged up now and again, but I was content.
Ally made a noise in the back of her throat. "What's the matter?" I asked.
"Nothing." She turned her face away and I knew something was up. I crossed the room and stood in front of her. "Did you get an email?" Ally started to giggle. She was going to lie to me. She always giggled when she lied. "Tell me the truth, Ally. Why are you hiding this?" Ally sighed and placed her hand on her cheek. Her smile was gone. "I'm trying to figure out how to phrase this so that you won't kill me."
"Don't beat around the bush, Ally, you know I hate that."
"Okay. The email is from La Push." If I'd been drinking something, I would have spat it out. "Are you sure?"
I was puzzled. As far as I knew, the Cullens were the only vampires nearby, and the wolves could handle the vampires. Why was someone asking us for help? Didn't they know about the wolves?
"It's not about vampires, though." This interested me. Ally and I could deal with things other than vampires, but we specialized in those. "What is it, then?" Ally scanned the email some more. "A wolf imprinted on a woman's daughter. She and her daughter are scared. The wolf is stalking her, no one's helping, she's afraid her daughter will be hurt."
"What does she want us to do? Kill the werewolf?"
"I think she wants you to be bodyguards for her daughter or take her away. She needs help really badly, Leah." I thought it over. I wasn't exactly sure what to do. I could kill the wolf, but I didn't want to kill one of my old pack mates. I could try to reason with the wolf, but trying to reason with a wolf that had imprinted was impossible. I could arrange for the girl to go elsewhere, or teach her self-defense. Ally studied me.
"I don't know if I can go back to La Push. After all that happened there..."
"Forget about those assholes. They're not good enough to lick the dirt from your shoes. No, even that's too good for them."
"I suppose you're right. It's going to be hard, facing the others. They'll probably start whining that I'm messing with true love."
Ally snorted. "They know nothing of real love. All they care about is infatuation and stalking."
"True. We'll go, but I'm not sure what exactly we can do."
"Work it out with them when you arrive."
"Right. Book us tickets. I'm going to go pack." As I packed my bags, I trembled. It had been sixteen years since I left. Did anyone remember me? Was everyone okay? I thought about their reactions when they would see me. I bet they'd be displeased and rag on me for not understanding true love. They'd still see me as the bitter harpy. Well, I wasn't that girl anymore. I was sick of being everyone's punching bag, everyone's scapegoat, and the victim. I was Leah Clearwater, vampire hunter, and I had a mission
Emily had loved fairy tales when she was younger. She loved the beautiful yet kind girl. She loved how the girl was good and kind and would get the handsome prince at the end. She loved how the prince and the girl would be destined for each other and that nothing could keep them apart. She dreamed of finding a Prince Charming who would caress her, protect her, listen to her every whim, and make her his world. She liked to see herself as delicate.
Leah had no time for such nonsense. She thought that those girls were a bunch of wusses and idiots for falling in love with prince at first sight. They had only just met the prince, so how could they be in love? Emily had told Leah that it was fate, but Leah had demanded a better explanation. Emily had just laughed and called her a cynic.
Emily waited for her Prince Charming. She fit the role of the girl, she thought. She was a wonderful cook and cleaner. She was quiet and polite, the way the girls in the fairy tales were. She had no doubt that her handsome prince would come. Leah would point out all the flaws in her fantasy, but she was curious to know why Emily didn't go out and find a man. Did she honestly think that her soulmate would magically show up? In a word, yes. Emily believed that her soulmate would show up one day.
When Emily's soulmate showed up, she couldn't have been more shocked. By that time in her life she'd kissed her share of frogs. Perhaps she was being too naive. Perhaps there was no such thing as the perfect man. One look at Leah's boyfriend was enough to convince her.
Emily had had a set idea of what she wanted her prince to look like. She didn't expect her prince to have long black hair and rough hands. She didn't expect her prince to be poor. But she knew it was her prince. She had believed in love at first sight, or to a lesser extent, attraction at first sight. Emily couldn't deny the attraction she felt to Sam. When Sam stepped forward to shake her hand, she thought she saw something in his eyes. He seemed reluctant to let go of her hand.
She was being silly. She remembered how she would analyze the possible meanings in a boy's gesture. She would always make the simplest gesture out to be romantic. Why was she obsessing over Leah's boyfriend? She'd heard Leah talk about Sam nonstop and had teased her about it. She couldn't hurt Leah like that. But there was something else. People who were attracted to another's significant other were treated like sluts. If someone found out about her attraction to Sam, they would call Emily a slut. Besides, it wasn't like Sam would notice her. He loved Leah. Emily sighed. When did the fairy tales mention that Prince Charming might have had a girlfriend?
Sam asked to talk to her in private. Emily's heart started to race. Perhaps he wanted to tell her that he loved her? No, don't be ridiculous. He probably just wants to tell you that he's in love with Leah and to leave him alone. But I haven't been hitting on him or anything, have I? Emily racked her brains to remember if she had, but she couldn't remember any specific incidents.
"I love you." Sam blurted out. He looked at Emily nervously. Emily's heart thudded. Inside she did a little victory dance. Sam loves me! He really loves me! She felt like a schoolgirl again. But a thought flashed through her mind. Leah. She couldn't be attracted to her cousin's boyfriend. It was a direct violation of girl code. It was a betrayal to her cousin. Emily couldn't be in love with Sam. She couldn't do that to Leah. But she wanted to say it. She wanted to say that she loved him as well.
"What...what about Leah?" Emily's voice came out in a whisper. Sam shook his head. "She's not important."
"Not important! You love her! She loves you!"
"No, it was a mistake. Em, we're meant to be together." Emily scowled. She wanted to just take Sam up on his offer. Family loyalty, Emily reminded herself. "You bastard! You think you can just walk in here and tell me that you love me? What makes you think that I'll ever love you? Go to hell!" Sam started to pant. Emily thought that it was out of anger, but she saw that it was much worse. His entire body started to shake. Suddenly he exploded. Emily could only get a glimpse of black fur before she was on the ground writhing in pain.
Her face hurt so bad. It was the worse pain she had ever felt. She was dimly aware of the fact that someone was holding her hand, but she didn't know who it was. "Em, it'll be okay. I...just can't believe this. Don't worry. Sam will pay. I'll make sure of it." Emily recognized the voice and determination: Leah. She wanted to tell Leah that it was her fault, that Sam was dangerous, but she couldn't.
Emily had to stay at the hospital. Leah came to visit her every day. She couldn't apologize enough. The first time Sam came to visit, Leah flipped out. She screamed explexetives at him and threatened to get a restraining order. Sam held up his hands. "Lee, it's fine." Emily saw the look of incredulous rage that passed across her cousin's face. "Are you insane? He nearly killed you! Get lost, Sam!"
"No, Emily needs to he
Nessie doesn't exist. Alternate ending to Breaking Dawn
In my previous life I was the girl everyone envied. I was smart, beautiful, and rich, and I didn't let anyone forget it. I knew that everyone wished to be Rosalie Hale. God, I was so vain then. When I think about the way I acted I just want to slap myself. I was such a little idiot. I know girls like me would usually be subjected to a rude awakening, but rape and a family that hates me seems to be a bit much. Yes, the Cullens hate me.
Now, they've never actually said anything out loud, but I can tell. They only care about Edward. Special little Edward, the golden boy. He's the bratty kid brother I never had. Edward goes and kills people, it's alright. I don't like Edward's girlfriend- oh no, I must be stopped! Honestly, I don't know why everyone's in love with Swan. What's so special about her? She had plain brown eyes, pale skin, uneven lips, a heart-shaped face and brown hair. She could barely walk a foot without tripping. She fainted at the sight of blood. There wasn't anything about her to make one sit up and notice her.
Yet that was all people did. Swan never did anything extrodinary, yet people loved her. I didn't understand it. What made this girl so special that my family would risk their lives to defend her without complaint? Would they risk their lives to defend me? Fat chance. I was just the vain, shallow bitch who happened to be pretty. Swan neve even thanked us, for crying out loud. We risk our lives for her and she just whines about her life. But does anyone call her out on it besides me? NO. When I do, I'm labeled a bitch.
I think it's because Swan is Edward's girlfriend. If I brought home a human boy, I'd get the lecture of my life. But of course perfect Edward can do no wrong. It just ticks me off. Why is it that he can get away with anything? Is it because Carlisle felt sorry for him? Is it because he was the first one changed? What is it? I just wish someone would tell Edward off. I'm sick of him always making snide judgements about me. So I'm beautiful. Should I be ashamed of my beauty? I know I'm beautiful, and I'm not going to be ashamed of it. But of course being proud of my beauty is a sin, according to Saint Edward. God, he's such a stuck-up prude prick. I have no problems with virgins. But I have a problem when people make having sex something dirty.
There are times I wonder what it'd be like if I were to leave the Cullens. I don't think that they'd notice. If they did, they'd sigh with relief. Swan would replace me. I'm sure she'd be a welcome addition to the family. She'd be much more welcomed than I am, anyway. Carlisle loves her like a daughter, as does Esme. She's Alice and Emmett's kid sister. I don't know how Jasper feels about her. I just wish that the Cullens would realize I'm not trying to be a bitch; I'm trying to protect them. Suppose one of them slips and injures Swan? My entire family would be destroyed.
Then there's the way Edward treats Swan That behavior was fashionabe around my time, but it's not now. He never lets Swan out of his sight and he never lets her do anything. He has absolutely no respect for her and she allows it. She lets him talk down to her friends without saying anything. She lets him stalk her. Seriously, who the hell is flattered by someone stalking them? I've tried to talk to Swan about this. It's clear she doesn't love Edward. I bet she can't name a reason for loving him aside from how god-like he is. But yet she wants to be with someone forever. Forever is a long time. She's just a teenage girl with a crush, and Edward's just a teenage boy with a crush. Yet they're going to pass it off as true love. Swan might not enjoy vampire life. She'll never be able to see her family again. She'll struggle with bloodlust. She might kill people. She might want children. This is a decision that she won't be able to take back, but she's rushing headlong into it, just for a guy who treats her like crap.
I sat outside. Tommorrow Edward would change Swan. It'd be like a ceremony. A ritual sacrifice. Hah. I wondered if I should try and reason with the lovebirds again. Nah, I wasn't in the mood to hear about what a bitch I was. If that idiot girl wanted to mess up her life, she could go right ahead. It wasn't my problem. I just hoped she knew what she was getting into. I heard someone sit down beside me. "Jasper, what do you want? I'm not bothering anyone."
"I came here to clear my head. Big day tomorrow."
I grunted. "You're upset."
"Wouldn't you be if someone was throwing their life away?"
"Did you want to be a vampire?"
Jasper hesitated. "I never really knew much about vampires, so I can't say."
"Would you become one if you knew what was going to happen to you?"
"I don't think so. It's awful, having to fight the urge to suck blood and it's awful having everyone condemn you for your past.
"You liked drinking human blood?" My voice was sharp and accusing.
"Yes, I liked it, Rosalie. In a sick way, I liked it." He snapped. "I didn't like killing them," he continued. "I was repulsed by myself when I did that. I wouldn't hunt for days. It was a food option. I wasn't like those sick bastard who raped and killed people for their sick pleasure. I made it as painless as possible. Yet I get taken in by this family that condemns me for not living their lifestyle. I can tell Edward thinks that I need to suck it up and deal."
I sighed. "I hate being a vampire. I hate that I was turned to be a mate. Everyone only saw my beauty. I just can't believe that Bella wants to become a vampire. Does she even know what she's doing?"
"She's a teenager that's infatuated. She's allowed to do stupid things."
"Turning into a monster isn't stupid! It's worse than stupid! Doesn't she realize that she might kill people?" How could someone be so stupid?
"Emmettt and I have a bet on how many she'll kill," Jasper confessed.
"It is. In a sick way, I want to see her mess up. I'm sick of being the screw-up and loose canon of the family. I didn't say anything. It was true, as much as I hated to admit it. "I really hope this doesn't screw anything up."
Swan was turned into a vampire. She was gorgeous and estatic. Finally she could kiss Edward passionately and sleep with him. Hooray for the happy couple. For the most part, she seemed okay. Everyone was always crowding around her, coddling her. I didn't have time for such nonsense, but my family did. Emmett was always laughing with Bella, just like Alice. Of course Swan fit right in. What a shock. I started talking to Jasper more. He felt uncomfortable around Swan after he nearly killed her. I told him that I liked to read and write. When he asked why I kept it a secret I told him it was because beautiful girls weren't smart. The family would laugh. What with us being the odd ones out, we had plenty of time to bond.
Edward left Swan. Apparently he can read her mind now. Don't ask me how. He found out that she was nothing more than a teenage girl with a crush and left her. I couldn't believe it. He didn't like his wife's thoughts, so he left her? This was bullshit. I showed up at his apartment. "You are a piece of shit, you know that?" I snapped.
"Rosalie, don't start," he ordered.
"You are an idiot. I told you time and time again not to date Swan, but would you listen? She wasn't anything special! She wasn't any different than the girls you hated! The only reason you loved her is because you couldn't read her mind so you could pretend she wasn't a teenage girl. Wake up, Edward! She's a teenage girl in infatuation. Of course she's going to think you're hot! That's all she cared about!"
"Shut up! I love her! I- I needed time to think. This is a big adjustment for me."
"Oh, don't give me that bull! You were infatuated with Swan as well, and not even the real Swan! You couldn't read her mind so you could pretend she was deep. Wake up! She isn't! She's a teenage girl. They aren't known for their profound wisdom. Your problem is that you're an arrogant prick. You hear someone's thoughts, so you can judge them. But you know nothing about them! Do you know my favorite actress? Song? Most embarrassing moment? My aspiration? My favorite book? My best friend? Do you know Swan's? No, you don't! Your relationship was a disgrace to true love. How the hell is abusing someone love? If you loved her, you wouldn't have left her because of her thoughts! Real couples fight! It's human nature! We don't lose our emotions that make us human when we become monsters. You aren't even going to try to get Swan back. You're just going to run away, as usual."
"Shut up!" he roared. I ducked as he hurled a desk at my head. Fine. Let him act like a prick. I didn't care. He had it coming. I'd tried to warn him. Alice was devestated at the loss and tried to console Swan. Without Edward, there was no reason for her to stay. She left as well. Everyone was miserable without the two brats. They just forgot about Jasper and I. After all, only Swan and Edward mattered. I went on with my life as usual. What? Was I supposed to mourn for people I disliked?
One night Bella's mutt friend showed up at our mansion. A woman was with him. "Hello, Blondie. Is Cullen here?"
"We're all Cullens," I told him. "If this is about the treaty-"
"It's not," he said. "It's about Bella. Is she here?"
"Bella left," I said. "Edward can read her mind now. He didn't like her thoughts, so she left after he left her." The mutt shook his head. "This is bad. You guys don't know anything about it, then?"
"About what?" I snapped.
"Can I come in?"
Reluctantly I stepped aside. Five minutes later, the family was gathered in the living room. "Bella's been killing humans." The woman's voice was flat.
"How do you know this?" Carlisle looked concerned.
"We went to Charlie's place. He was dead. Her scent was there. We' ve been tracking her."
"What does this mean?" Esme whispered.
"We'll have to stop Bella."
"Stop her how?" At Jasper's bleak look she buried her face in her hands. "No, you can't kill her! I won't let you!" I wondered if she would do the same for me.
"She's killing people. This violates the treaty. She's out of control and needs to be stopped." The woman's voice was harsh.
"Leah," the mutt warned.
"What? It's the truth! We have to stop her before she hurts anyone else."
"I don't like it."
"Tough." It was decided that we would deal with Bella, since she was family. Alice got a vision about where Swan would be. She saw her at the meadow. The two mutts went with us to the place. Sure enough Swan was there. Her eyes glowed red and she practically foamed at the mouth. She had a scared expression on her face. "Don't come any closer!" she yelled.
"Bella, darling. We just want to help you," Esme whispered. "Please, come home."
"It's not fair! What did I do wrong? I killed my father. I've killed others! I'm a monster!" She curled up in the fetal position and started to sob. "Where's Edward? Where's my angel?"
Esme moved closer and held out her hand. "It's alright, sweetheart. We'll get Edward."
"Why doesn't he love me?" she moaned.
"Edward loves you very much. Come here." Esme touched Swan. Swan pounced. Esme never stood a chance. I don't think Esme even knew that she was attacked. Two seconds later, her head was ripped off!
"No!" Carlisle roared, lunging at Bella. "You can fight this!"
"Don't hurt her!" Alice screamed. She shoved Carlisle away from Swan. "Bella, it's me, Alice. Don't you recognize me?" Alice screamed as Swan punched her. "Leave her alone!" I screamed. I launched myself onto her back and started pummeling her furiously. "Don't hurt her! Someone help!" Alice danced on the outskirts of the fight. Carlisle had gone to cradle Esme's body. Swan threw me off, but I landed on my feet. I aimed a punch at her and smiled when it connected with her face. My smile disappeared when she aimed a kick at my ribs and succeeded. With a fierce growl I leapt on her, my hands wrapped around her neck. "Rosalie, don't! Stop! Stop!" I didn't hear Alice. Swan was insane. I had to hold her down.
"Jasper, do something!" I yelled. "Calm her down!" I must have loosened my hold because Swan broke free from my grip. All those stories about the newborns being difficult to defeat was true. Swan never tired. I was assailed with a barrage of punches, kicks, and slaps. Then I could feel my head being twisted. Swan had a savage look on her face. "You always hated me, didn't you, Rosalie? You thought you were better than me, didn't you? I was just a pathetic human to you, wasn't I?" She let me go and threw me on the ground. My mind flashed back to my last moment as a human. The man I loved, raping me. Being beaten like a rag doll. Wishing I would die. "No, stop! Stop!" I screamed. I curled into a ball and sobbed. Instead of Swan attacking me, it was Royce.
"No! Jasper, how could you?" Alice wailed. I looked up. Bella's head lay a few feet in front of me. Jasper stood there while Alice pummelled her fists against his chest. She was sobbing. "You monster!" I realized what had happened. Jasper had killed Swan. He had saved my life.
The family fell to pieces after that. Devestated at the loss of Esme and his failure to keep the family together, Carlisle disappeared. Emmett said that he needed time to clear his head. He didn't say when he'd be back. When I told him that I would go with him, he told he'd prefer that I didn't. He didn't say anything, but I could see the condemnation in his eyes. He blamed me for Swan's death. Edward found out and committed suicide. The two golden children gone. Once again, I was the bitch.
Alice wouldn't come out of her room no matter what Jasper did. "Ally, please come out," he begged. Alice stepped out. She stared at Jasper and then slapped him. "I hate you, Jasper! Thanks to you the only two people I've ever loved are dead!" Jasper stared at Alice like a wounded puppy. Alice glared at him and slammed the door.
"Alice! You bitch, get out here!" I shrieked. I had a good mind to rip her head off. I felt waves of calm washing over me. "Leave it, Rosalie. It's not worth it." I could see the pain in Jasper's eyes.
I guided him back to his room. "I'm sorry." Jasper shook his head. "Don't be. This isn't your fault."
"But it is. You saved me."
"I wanted Bella to understand the consequences of being a vampire. I wanted her to realize that it wasn't fun and games. I didn't realize that it would cost me my family."
"Jasper, this isn't your fault. You didn't wish for this to happen. You saved me."
"I can't believe Alice said that. She was my light in the dark. She was my angel. Everything I did, I did for her. How could she just abandon me for some stupid girl! It was always about Bella! She caused this family to break apart! What was so special about a silly little girl! I lost my mother figure, my father figure, my brother figures, and my wife. I've got nobody thanks to that girl!"
"You have me. Do you think I was a bitch for hating Bella?"
"I think you were jealous. I hated her too, at times. Everyone always paid attention to her. But she made Alice happy, so who was I to complain?
"You're a better person than I am."
"Not really. This is just.... I can't deal with the emotions!" Jasper roared suddenly. "I can't deal with Alice's hatred of me. I've got to get out of here."
"Come with me. I can't be alone and you're the only person who doesn't hate me."
"I'm not asking you to elope. I need a friend." I looked into Jasper's pain-filled eyes. How could I say no? "Sure." What had happened was a tragedy. It had destroyed Esme, Carlisle, Swan, Edward, Alice, and Emmett. I would not let it destroy Jasper and I. I had to protect the remaining member of my family.