(In this chapter, Italics mean flashbacks)
(Trigger warning: mentions of sexual assault in this chapter)
"I was enhanced once," Rosalie begins with a hesitant smile. "I never wanted this life. Vampirism."
"Really?"
"Yeah... I never had a choice," Rosalie replies.
"I wouldn't want to become a vampire, no offense," Rayne replies. "Maybe we can have a baby one day."
Rosalie smiles and she sighs. "I was engaged to a Royce King. He was one of the most eligible bachelors in town. I barely knew him. But I was young; I was in love with the idea of love."
Rosalie inhales slightly. "On the last night of my life, I left a friend's house late, I wasn't far from home."
***
"There she is," Royce King says to one of his buddies and turns to face the lovely Rosalie Hale, who is walking down the sidewalk toward home. "Hey, Rose! Come over here!" He hands the bottle of beer he has to his buddy. "Hold this." He jogs over to Rosalie, who is slowly approaching. "Hey, come over here." Royce reaches out and he grabs Rosalie's hand. "We've been waiting for you."
"Oh, there she is," one of Royce's buddies says as Royce walks up beside a human Rosalie, kissing her.
"Royce, Royce!" Rosalie stops him, Royce is being quite forceful. "You're drunk," she scoffs, then smelling the alcohol on Rouce's breath and tasting it, she narrows her eyes up at the man.
Royce grabs Rosalie's cheeks, her eyes close. "Isn't she lovely, John?" He plants a drunken smooch on Rosalie's cheek. "I told you she was a looker."
"It's hard to say with all those clothes on," John comments, a disgusting smirk on his face, and the men all laugh.
"What do you say, Rose?" Royce asls qs he forcefully takes Rosalie's clothes off of her in front of his buddies, an arm around her chest.
Rosalie manages to fight herself loose from Royce's arms, and she looks at him with disgust.
"I'll see you tomorrow, sober," Rosalie demands as she fixes her trench coat. She glares at his friends and she turns to walk away.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Royce asks as he grabs her arm to stop her, pulling her to him and she fights.
***==
"They left me in the street," Rosalie whispers with venom that won't fall in her eyes, "thinking i was dead. And believe me, I wanted to be."
"Carlisle found you?" Rayne asks in such a gentle voice, not one ounce of judgement or pity - just love and concern.
"He smelled all the blood," Rosalie replies as she slightly tightens her grip on Rayne's hand. "He thought he was helping me."
"I'm sorry about what Royce and sick friends did you to," Rayne says. "No one will touch you again like that, my Rose."
"I got my revenge on them, though," Rosalie adds, being called Rayne's Rose warmed her. "One at a time. Saved Royce for last so that he'd know I was coming."
*****
Royce King is sitting in a bedroom with a bottle of booze, scared out of his mind. All of his buddies from that night are dead and he just knows he is next. Royce grows more fearful when there is thuds out the door, he even begins to cry.
Royce falls out of the bed in terror and hide his face against the wall, crying in horror. A newborn Rosalie then enters the room, nothing but rage and hatred in her crimson eyes. She's wearing a wedding dress, the dress she had planned to wear to her wedding to Royce. Rosalie smiles.
******
Rosalie smirks. "I was a little theatrical back then," she muses as Rayne allows her to rest her head on her lap.
If Rosalie were human, Rayne knows that she'd be crying right now. Her breathing is shaky and her eyes are full of venom that won't fall. Rayne combs her fingers through Rosalie's blonde hair and she grabs Rosalie's face, pulling her up until their lips meet.
Rosalie grabs both sides of Rayne's face and kisses her back.
"You made things better," Rosalie whispers against Rayne's lips after their first kiss. "This... I'm stuck like this. Frozen. What I miss the most are the possibilities. Sitting on the front porch with both of our hair graying and surrounded in grandchildren. Wed when it's legal for two women to marry. The one thing that makes it worse... the worst craving is blood. It's all one wants. Especially a newborn."
"We can have that," Rayne whispers. "A house, sitting on the front porch, grandchildren. Sure, you'll be this but I won't. We can find a donor and I can get their sperm. We can have babies, Rosalie. It may not be the way we want it but we can. We van even adopt if that's what you want. I know I've been taking my time warming up to the idea of you being a vampire but my Rose, I am warmed up. Okay? I want to be with you."
Rosalie sits up at those words and she wants to cry, she wishes she were human so she could. Rayne wants to have babies and raise a family with her. Rayne wants to stay human and she wants to be with her. Rosalie grabs Rayne's face and kisses her passionately.
Rayne whimpers into the kiss and she moves to where she is straddling Rosalie. Rose's hands rest on Rayne's thighs as their lips move in sync with one another. Either female unable to get enough, neither one wanting to stop.
