A/N: The wonderful christag_banners created the banner and put it up for adoption. When I saw it, Emmett immediately began to yell at me. Who am I to deny him?
Thank you, to christag_banners for pre-reading, as well as for letting me adopt the banner.
Thanks, also, to lyricalkris for beta’ing.
Tissue (and mention of rape) warning with this one. It is not a happy fic, but nonetheless one worth reading, I hope.
As ever, I do not own Twilight. The characters just keep talking to me.
“No! Please! No! Stop!” Rose alternately screamed and sobbed.
I came running into our bedroom – only it hadn’t really been ours since that day, about a month ago. Dropping to my knees next to her, I tried to call out to her, pleading with her, “Rosie, baby, I’m here… Rose, wake up, please… just wake up.”
Oh God… Rosie…
She was flailing, her arms swinging wildly as if to fend off an attacker – to fight him off of her. She continued to scream and sob, her legs kicking every which way under the covers and her head thrashing from side to side. Her eyes were shut tight as tears coursed freely down her cheeks. Continue reading