The Love Triangle

The Love Triangle-The Beginning

Chapter 1- The beginning

"Hey, mom." I say, tiredly. I hadn't slept at all last night. I had a horrible migraine. I can't be getting sick, it’s my birthday tomorrow and I have an exam the next day. 

"Hey, babe. Are you feeling alright?" She asks "You look pale." 

I was about to say 'Yeah, I'm fine. No need to worry about me' but I didn't get to say it because I was already on the floor out cold. Although I had fainted, I could still hear everything that went on around me. Is that normal? I don't even know.

"Ro?" My mom asked. "Rose? Are you okay?" I just stayed on the floor, eyes closed, taking deep breathes. In and out, In and out. "I'm going to call your dad." She stated to no one in particular. I heard the dial tone on her cell phone before my dad answered. How could I hear that? She’s so far away. 

The last thing I heard before everything went black was my dad bursting through the door.

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I woke up to a very annoying beeping coming from the side of my bed. Where was I? I tried opening my eyes, but it was no use. The room I was in was too bright, it blinded me. I tried to blink my eyes repeatedly to let the sleepiness pass over me. When I finally opened my eyes, I was met by very worried parents.

"Rosalie, you’re awake!" My mother said thankfully.

I tried to speak to her, but to no avail. My throat was so dry; I would probably have sounded like a dying fish, anyways. As if reading my mind, my dad put a cup to my lips. I drank it greedily. 

"Thanks" I said to them both. Just then the doctor walked in. Dr. Siddell is in her mid-forties and she is the best doctor around. 

"Hello, Rosalie. How are you feeling?" She asked, looking over my chart. 

"Not to good, doc." I told her, honestly "What happened?"

"Well, that's what I'm trying to figure out." She said distractedly. "How have you been sleeping?"

"Well, I didn't sleep at all last night. My head was killing me." 

"Okay, and what and when was the last thing you ate?"

"Um. Dinner last night, I had Mac & Cheese." 

She sighed "That's probably what happened." She told us, relieved "I think from her not eating and then not sleeping that it made her faint from not having enough in her stomach"

"Oh, okay. Thanks, doc. Is she free to go?" My dad asked.

"Yes, after she gets some nutrition in her." Dr. Siddell responded.

After I had ate some food I was free to go. It was already two so there was really no point in going to school. There goes my perfect attendance. Oh well. 

Once we got home, my parents made me stay in bed. This really sucked. I was so bored just sitting in bed, doing nothing. I looked around my room, and spotted a box. No, not a box, the box. This box contained my most valued possessions. They were the only things that connect and remind me of my real parents. I sometimes forget that I'm adopted because the Saddlers treat me like I'm their actual child. If I didn't have these items then I probably wouldn’t have known I was adopted. 

I went over to the box and opened it. Inside was my baby blanket with my name, Rosalie, embroidered at the bottom in big, cursive letters. The next item was a locket that had my initials engraved in it, REU. Lastly, was my dairy. It was homemade and very impressive. It had very detailed designs of spirals and hearts on the cover. Inside was a letter that was written in ink with very bold handwriting. It read...

My dearest Rosalie, 

We have left you this dairy, so that you can write down your deepest, darkest feelings. We left you at the door step of a house because that was the only way to give you a life that you deserved. We did not want you to have to grow up being chased and always on the run. Nobody knows where we left you and I hope nobody ever does. If somebody did, then you would never be safe. On your eighteenth birthday, the Sadler's will give you a letter from us. In the letter, it will explain with more details of what has happened. We do hope that we will one day see you again. If it is not to be, then just know that we do and always will love you. You will always be our little angel. Also, whatever you do, NEVER take off the locket we left you. It is the only thing in this world that will keep you safe and where nobody will find you.

Love,

Your Parents.

I've read this letter a thousand times, but each time I do, I just get more confused. How would the locket keep me safe? Who would come after me? Am I safe? I kept asking myself.

As I was putting the box away, my best friend came rushing through the door. 

"Rose, are you okay" Brock Keegan, my best friend, asked out of breathe "I heard you had to go to the hospital."

"I'm better, thanks" I told him, reassuringly. 

"Are you sure?" He asked, still sounding worried "I can go make you some soup if you want."

"I'm fine, Brock." I fibbed. I felt horrible even thought I was jacked up on pain killers. Every muscle in my body hurt.

Brock could see right through my lie and before I had time to tell him that I was fine there was a hot, steaming bowl of New England clam chowder in my hands. 

"Eat." He commanded.

"You really didn't have to do that." I told him, worried "I know you don't like using your powers."

"I'd do anything for you, you know that, right?" 

"I know" I replied honestly.

"Good"

Brock turned eighteen a few months ago and that was when he discovered that he was a wizard. He didn't believe it at first, neither did I, until he did a spell. The first spell he ever did was made roses appear. It was such a sweet gesture because he knows my favorite flower is a rose to match my name. 

After I ate my soup, Brock left because he had family matters to attend to. I went into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for bed. When I looked into the mirror, I grimaced. My long, dark brown hair was pulled up into a pony tail with some strands going in various directions from fainting this morning. My little amount of make-up had been smeared and I had circles under my eyes. Ugh, why hadn't I thought to make myself presentable before Brock came over? Oh well, not like he hasn't seen it before. 

I took my shower and got ready for bed, but yet again I couldn't sleep. 'This is just peachy' I thought. I did however manage to get at least one hour of sleep in before waking up with a terrible pain in my head and every other part of me. I let out a painful scream. Everything blurred together to where I could see. My legs, my arms, my back, etc. felt like they were ripping apart. I didn't know what was happening so I surrendered to the cold, endless darkness.

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Author's Note:

Hi, so how is it?? I just could not get started on this. I don't know what was wrong, but I totally blanked. I think it was maybe stress from exams, cheer, boys, and my knee but who knows. I hope that I will be able to continue with this book and not get bored with it. 

Fun Fact:

When my brother and his ex-gf, Rachel, were still going out, she came over to the beach-house when my aunt and cousins came also. Let me tell you, we had so much fun. My family is really close to my Aunt Julie and Tio (uncle; he's Spanish) and their kids, so of course they had to meet and approve of Rachel. So the first night there, the commercial for the pizza came on, where they kept saying WOO and holding up the items. Yeah, well we all thought it was pointless and hilarious. So now whenever we are together or talk to each other we always bring WOO into the conversation. But it stinks that they broke up:/. Oh well. 

Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it.

Love Always,

Mackenzie!!:)