Rosalie's Sister

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Disclaimer

All characters and and places in this story go to Stephanie Meyer. I own none of this material except the story twist up.

I got the inspiration from rrubyjjane who wrote Jasper's Sister so some things in this story are from their story.

Bella and Rosalie were born one year apart and Rosalie is older.

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Bella's P.O.V.

*80 years before present day*

"Ok bye Rose, I'll see you tomorrow." I said to my sister Rosalie as she was leaving my apartment.

"Bye, love you." She said as she hugged me then walked out.

"Love you too. Call me when you get home, ok?"

"Ok, Bye." She said with one last hug. I'm Bella Lillian and that was my sister Rosalie Lillian. I'm 18 years old and she is 19. We live in Rochester, New York. We are very close since both our parents are gone. They died last year in a car crash. We both live alone but we live a block away from each other.

I think I'm just going to get my pjs on and read a book. I got my favorite silk pjs on, grabbed my book and sat down on the sofa. I was reading my favorite book, Manhattan Transfer by John Dos Passos. This is one of my favorite books. After reading for awhile I noticed that Rosalie hadn't called me. She would have been home by now. I think I'll call her, maybe she forgot.

I've tried 3 times. No answer. I guess I'll try her boyfriends house. I don't like him, there is something wrong with him. I wish she never met him. I tried a couple times and no answer either. I gonna to go to her apartment and see if she is ok. It is pretty late and some things have been happening late at night here. I go and put on some normal clothes and leave. I walk the same way I go everyday when I am going to her apartment. I look down the alley was just incase she went down one. As I get closer to her apartment I hear someone yelling. It sounds like they are in pain. I look into one alley and realize there is the person who is yelling. It is a woman and there is a man next to her. I start to walk into the alley to see who it is. As I get closer I see a purse next to them. The same one Rosalie has, and the same shoes Rosalie was wearing tonight. And her jacket was sprawled across the ground beside her. Oh my god! It's Rosalie! I run to her side. "Rose!" I say once I get to her. "What did you do to her!" I yelled at the man who was with her. The man had short blonde hair that was gelled back. His face was flawless. His eyes were topaz, his skin was perfect, his teeth were the best looking teeth in the world. "I'm saving her," he started, "I found her like this, I did not touch her at all. I was going to bring her back to my home and take care of her. I'm a doctor."

"Ok, can you please take care of her. Could I come if you don't mind? She is my sister." I asked.

"Of course you can, just follow me we're not too far." He picked up Rosalie off the ground so easily it was like she was a feather.

We get to his house and we walk in together. It took about 10 minutes to get here from where we were. When we are in the house I hang up my jacket on the coat rack and put my shoes against the wall. He brings Rosalie into an office type room. It has a hospital bed in it and some other doctor things. "Make yourself at home." He said to me with a beautiful smile.

"Ok thank you." I said smiling back. He got back to taking care of Rose. I went into the room where Rose and the man was.

"What is your name?" I asked him.

"Carlisle, and yours?"

"Bella."

"That is a beautiful name."