Third Life➳Rosalie Hale (Twilight AU)

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Cliche Romances and love stories were always Eliza's obsession finish one story start the next. Gender or the type of love didn't matter love was love, and Eliza was utterly addicted.

Shed continue to read romance stories even if hers never ended well. To her happily ever after was nothing but a fairytale. You see Eliza has been born twice the first time she died for love.

Eliza no longer was willing to go through such heartbreak again.

She remembered every romance novel shed read so she could re-read it. Every situation shed wish she had but couldn't have... Because in the end Eliza's heart only ever belonged to one woman. A snappish vulnerable pale blonde haired woman with violet eyes. This woman haunted her nightmares and daydreams. Eliza craved her love with a thirst of a dying man trapped in the Sahara desert. Eliza remembered her past life to her, it was her own personal tragic star-crossed lovers romance story.

Shed tried to have something with other people other lovers. Other men other women but when her lips met there's Eliza felt disgusted with herself. Eliza knew it wasn't healthy comparing others to Rosalie, but there was only Rosalie she just couldn't do it. Something was missing she couldn't place it maybe love just wasn't in the cards for her.

Instead of moping about it Eliza spent her every waking moment. Protecting her baby sister whose luck matched her own. Neither of the girls had luck staying safe. Eliza's senior year the girls decided to move to Forks. After her wanting her mother Renee to be able to be with her new beau.

Soaring through the air in a metal flying coffin the cities and towns they flew over reflected their light speckling down below with shining starlight like beauty. Sitting by the window she admired the view as much as possible. It was quite hard to for her feel; or be sentimental with things you'd already experienced. Just like a moving picture you've seen hundreds of times over.

To be perfectly honest, it was quite a breathtaking sight even though this wasn't the first time that Eliza had personally seen it. Though it was quite hard to enjoy anything anymore a part of Eliza ached for something that was missing. Lights glittered like shining stars blinking twinkling and fading away. Alongside that, the twilight sky humans living multiple lifetimes. Hers took away a majority of awe factor.

She should've let Bella sit in this spot Eliza's little sister was precious to her. She would've been able to appreciate the view, after all, she was quite sentimental. It felt like a miracle to her in this life, she wasn't alone.

After living these past two lives as an only child It was nice to have someone to care for. Eliza died young every time what can she say? Being this old and never having children instilled in her a grandmother maternal instinct. It was humorous really to compare herself to an elderly woman. When the only aspect of herself that was old was Eliza's mind and soul. Silently she chuckled at herself for being ridiculous.

Bella moved around disturbed in her sleep. "Ghaa... Whatcha laughing at now weirdo?" She mumbled with her hood pulled up cutely wrapped in a blanket Eliza brought for her. "Sorry there Bellsies." She cooed reaching out to stroke her pale face pulling any stray hairs out of her mouth and face.

Eliza tried to make the most out of this life there was nothing to be afraid of, not even death. That didn't mean she acted recklessly 😏 well, at least not; one hundred percent of the time at least. Dying wasn't an option Eliza wanted savor having a baby sister to look after.

Who knows what her next life would be like reincarnation is crazy. It doesn't always throw you in the same timeline. She hypothesized that maybe it was because once you died. That life was done with so even if you could remember you couldn't just go back to your old family and friends. That part of your life was over It was part of the reason Eliza never tried to go back to see what happened.

Relaxing in her seat she played with the ends of her short red hair. The second time Eliza was alive was over seventy years ago. The way she died so poetic, so tragic she couldn't help but bitterly snicker. Two star-crossed lovers trying to make their love work in the 1930's homophobic American society.

Little old Eliza in the second lead role followed by the lead actress herself. The one and only beautiful Rosalie Hale, a love torn apart by jealousy greed stomped on by bigotry and hate. New York's richest families raining down on two lovers ending in tragedy and death.

Snorting again she lifted her head up there wasn't a day she didn't think about Rosalie or what happened to her? Eliza always wanted to know but fear in her heart stopped her. Eliza knew Rose had probably been forced to marry Royce wear his ring stand beautifully by his side. Then bare his children grow old and die with him.

Bitterness grew within her was she the outsider to there grand love story then? Who knows ?...