Category: Twilight Fanfiction (Page 13 of 26)

Vera’s parents are asleep, their bedrooms on the far side of the hall. Knowing that they could walk in on us heightens everything.

My back arches at her touch, a low moan slipping past my lips.

“Shhh! You must be quiet, Rosalie!” she whispers admonishingly, even as her very actions prove to make that nigh impossible.

Her fingers curl inside of me, doing wickedly heathen – delicious, heavenly – things to me.

I need more.

Keening softly, I reach for her, kissing her frantically as she brings me to completion – as she damns me to hell.

I’m in Heaven.

We agree that no one must know. No one can ever find out. If they did, they would surely separate us.

If Father ever discovered …

I shudder at the thought. As ambitious as my parents are, he would not take kindly to find his daughter had been…spoiled.

Used goods.

I know that what I feel for Vera is improper, but I simply cannot help myself. I still can’t believe she feels the same way about me.

So we keep our secret.

People always say we’re as close as sisters, so that’s what I call her.

My sister.

My love .

She blushes as her hand finds mine under the covers – it strikes me as odd, since this isn’t anything we haven’t done before. We’re lying on our sides as always, but there’s something different this time.

We’ve been sharing secrets again, as is our ritual.

“Rose?” she murmurs, uncertainty clear in both her voice and her eyes.

“Yes, Vera?”

“Can I tell you a secret? A real one, I mean?”

I nod.

Instead of speaking, Vera leans in, brushing her lips ever-so-softly against mine. “I love you, Rosalie,” she whispers shyly.

“And I, you, Vera.” I squeeze her hand .

Mother’s taking us out shopping for our coming out party. Neither Vera’s, nor my family, is high enough on the social ladder to attend any formal debutante balls – something that nettles my parents greatly.

It hasn’t stopped them from doing all they can to propel me out into the spotlight.

Not that I mind, so long as Vera is there with me. I know I’m beautiful, everyone always tells me so. But it is her that makes me feel it.

Vera smiles at me, hooking my pinky finger with hers, silently conveying her excitement about staying the night again.

 

There is one secret, however, I daren’t share. Not even with Vera – my best friend and confidante for as long as I can remember.

Vera, who has long been the one who’s invaded my most private thoughts.

Vera, who would surely condemn me if she ever found out .