i light knock broke the silence, thank goodness, anymore of this silent treatment, and the quite whispers, some angry, obvious from edward.
"Bella?" Rosalies voice sounded outside.
"Yes Rose, come in"
Her blonde locks now up in a tight scraffy bun, looks more a birds rest compared to what is expected of the Rosalie Hale.
Her face was dull and blemished, distressed, like she has been crying all afternoon.
She wore what appeared to bea old pair of sweats that most likely that been stuffed down her cupbaords.
"Do you know what this means bella?" her voice broken.
"Ummm no, its jsut means my vampire thingi is screwed!"
What is wrong with me, no other vampire has this. i swear i lived with this 19 years! im not doing it for ever!!!!!!!
"well yes, but what is it used for?" Her eyes now pain.
" Yes, to ...." wait no . vampires cant do that.
"Rose, vampires can't do that!'
"But you can, and i can not. please"
"Rose? what are you asking of me?"
"You want my dream, ive told it to you."