ROSALIE POV
I got straight in the shower as soon as I got back to my room.
Took my time washing my hair, scrubbing my body.
Trying not to think about him.
The moment I stepped inside my room and closed the door, the pain in my chest began.
"Why must I feel such stupid things for him" I spit out.
Anger and pain surge within, angry tears start falling from my eyes.
I don't know why I feel like this for him, never... have I ever felt this way and I don't like it.
I can only just keep my head above water dealing with my current f*****g mess of a mind, and now these new stupid feelings are pushing me over the edge.
One part of me is shouting about werewolves and they the other part is focused on this.
"what is wrong with me?" I shake my head and slip on some fresh jeans and a red peplum top.
I go back to the bathroom picking up the hair brush, brushing through my damp red hair.
I need to think about my priorities, maybe I should try to really have a conversation with him?
I could try to run, but the freaks would find me.
I feel myself smiling thinking about his glorious wolf and am pulled out of it when I hear a knock at the door.
I feel myself gush slightly, hoping it's Jasper.
I rush to the door and take a deep breath not to seem too eager, the pain in my chest easing at the thought.
I pull open the door, but before I can even process who it is, I'm shoved up against the wall banging the back of my head.
"You stupid little b***h, you couldn't just leave could you! I made sure to distract the patrol and boarder guards for you to leave and you came f*****g back!" Her high pitched voice strikes a nerve within me.
I open my eyes to see Miranda glaring at me, red faced and eyes blazing with hate.
I can feel my anxiety encouraging my anger with her filthy hands on me.
Pictures are flooding my mind...
His hands on me...
Choking me...
Touching me everywhere...
Vile old man...
Not again. No.
The anger bubbles in chest, every muscle in my body reacting to someone touching me.
I throw my head forward as hard as I can until I hear a snap, I drop to the floor and get up towering over Miranda holding her now broken nose, blood flowing out of it.
My breathes become ragged, I grip her my her raven hair and pull her face to mine.
"Who said you could f*****g TOUCH ME w***e" I spit at her.
She give me a sharp jab in the stomach, loosening my hold on her.
Getting up still holding her nose, she smirks.
"You think you're the first b***h he's convinced he's in love with huh? He mates them, throws them to the side once they're pregnant and then they have no choice but to f*****g stay because of it." She straightens up and c***s her head to the side.
She's lying.
Jasper wouldn't do that, he doesn't seem like that, right?
"You lie" I say, part of me not wanting to know the answer.
"He always comes back to me b***h, you were right, this is a cult. You aren't the first girl for me to have this conversation with, nor the first to try and mess me up, probably not the last. He's my mate, his sickness is my burden to bare." Looking into her eyes, I try to see truth but I can't see past the pity. Pity for me.
Oh my god, she might be telling the truth.
My chest burns with hurt.
He said I was his mate?
I got f*****g duped by a cult leader.
"Just stay away from him honey, he will do anything to get a taste of your cookie and won't stop until he gets it... just ask your aunt Sofia." She's f*****g with me right?
Sofia?
"What the f**k did you say?" Anger returning, head swimming with rage, blood lust clouding my judgement.
"Oh yeah, didn't she tell you? He got her and Max let him."
I let out low growl at her lunging her her throwing blows all over her, she pushes me back with ease and holds me calling me names, never proud to fight like a girl but i start trying to scratch the sluts face and arms.
She pushes me to the floor backing up, quickly looking over her new marks.
She turns to me and points her free hand in my direction pointing at me.
"Just stay the f**k away from him because he's mine! I'm doing you a goddamn favour, or maybe you want to be one his whores huh?" She starts laughing at me.
I clench my jaw throwing myself in her direction, I punch her in the stomach which only slightly makes her wince before I punch her in the face once again, more blood gushing from her nose.
I start smirking at her watching her stagger backwards.
"You f*****g crazy b***h!" She shouts at me wrapping both hands around her nose.
I scowl at her as she does the same back.
Stupid b***h.
I catch Jasper poking his head around the door frame, looking at me with surprise and concern and I grit my teeth.
"Ros, Wha-" He starts.
MOTHERFUCKING LYING SHITBAG.
"Don't you f*****g talk to me you prick!" I spit at him and slam the door in his face.
I quickly lock the door, hearing him and Miranda's mumbling behind the door.
My breaths start coming out heavy and sharp, panic setting in.
I let him affect me, I even let him f*****g touch me for godsake!
I'm such a stupid silly b***h!
And Sofia? My god what the f**k was she thinking?
Max! Oh he is going to have his balls put in a blender!
I slip on my converse and quickly dry and straighten my hair until it's flowing down my back, I quickly put some moisturiser on my face because honey, I don't want wrinkles yet.
All the while, Miranda's words keep replaying in my brain, the more I think about the words, the more i feel ashamed for feeling such stupid things for a cult leader! I let him get to me again.
I go up to the rooms front door listening for any noise, when I hear nothing I open the door and peer out and step out intently listening for anyone.
I think I'm going to need some liquid courage before I speak to Sofia.
I quickly run down to the elevator and press 'G', I start thinking about what I'm going to do.
I ignore the people getting in and look at the floor, still lost in my thoughts.
I can't run, they'd catch me.
I could kill myself, but could I really do that to Sofia?
It was different before, she was never there so she would never see, so if she was near if I did it again, it would ruin her. I couldn't.
Feeling defeated, I sigh and hear the ding for the bottom floor.
I step out and start walking to the kitchen. Save me Captain Morgan's spiced rum.
"Um Rosalie?" I turn to see one of the women that was in the elevator, she had strawberry blonde shoulder length hair and kind green eyes.
I smile at her in return, she smiles back at me. "Would you like to come train with us?" Her voice is soft.
Biting my lower lip, she sees I'm contemplating it. "What do you guys do to train? I'm not a wolf, I can't do much."
She gives me a wide pearly white smile and walks towards me.
"We train in human form a lot of the time, it's our most vulnerable so it's important me keep on our top game. We do self defense, attack positions, we practice with weapons, knives, swords, guns, anything really. I think you'd feel better."
Knives?
They do always make me feel better.
I look at clothes then down at my own.
She's wearing a loose pink sports top and full length matching pink bottoms.
"I'm not really dressed right" I can't be dealing with going back upstairs to change.
She looks at my clothes, "Don't worry we've got spare."
She turns to her group of friends behind her, I hadn't noticed they were stood there looking at me, but not with dislike in their eyes, more like interest.
"Hey Jan, you've got spare workout gear for Rosalie right?" A beautiful dark skinned woman with her curly hair pulled up into a neat bun steps out and nods, then smiles at me.
"I'm Jan, come with us and we'll get you changed, you can train with us." The rest of the girls start beckoning me to come with them.
I step forward not knowing how to deal with woman actually being nice to me, it's odd having females being nice.
I walk past the woman that invited me and gave her a smile, she held her arm out for me to take which I felt safe to do so.
"I'm Debbie by the way, come hang out with us" She nods to the others to start walking, I feel an awkward silence brewing but one of the women turns to me and says, "We all hate that b***h Miranda honey don't worry, you're not alone."
With that, they all started laughing with her, including me.
I liked this feeling.
I wasn't sure about it.
But I ignored my doubts and enjoyed the moment.