RoseWhite (Lesbian Story)

The Present

  "Mommy?"

Rose felt a tiny hand drying tears from her pale face, "Huh?" She blinked realizing it was just her son Oliver. "Oh, I'm sorry, I just get really emotional when I tell this story." she said smiling down at the small boy. "I'm sorry mommy." Rose laid a hand on his cheek, "No, it's not your fault honey" She glanced over the photo they had pulled out, it was open to a picture of Lily, baby Oliver, and herself just before the war had begun. Oliver was now 20 years old, still very much a child by vampire standards. "I was going to have to tell you sooner or later." An idea popped into Rose's head "Well now that you know the ending of the story, how would you like to hear the beginning?" she smiled. Oliver jumped up and down excitedly "How you and mamma met?" she laughed at his excitement and nodded "that's the one."

    "Yes yes yes yes!" Oliver chanted excitedly, Rose laughed "Alright, alright. Calm down my little jumping bean, come here." She held her arms open, Oliver plopped down into Rose's lap, and snuggled up to her. Smiling, Rose wrapped her arms around him lovingly. It never ceased to amaze her how much Oliver looked like Lily, on the other hand it made her indescribably happy because it was like a piece of Lily lived in inside of him. But at the same time it was torture to be able to see her every day and never able to touch her, like seeing her through a glass wall.

    Nonetheless Rose was eternally grateful for Oliver, He and Lily are the best things that had ever, or ever would, happen to Rose. Turning to a different page in the photo album featuring a picture of a young Rose and Lily, Rose began her story.