So in case you didn't realize: I really like this chapter.
Why do you ask? Because of the Rosalie/Bella connection. Bella has finally met someone who went through the same thing she was put through. And for the longest time, I've been looking for an excuse in my fanfictions for Rose and Bella to be friends because I think that they should be, and this seemed like the perfect reason. Tailor-made, in fact.
Truthfully, though, while this chapter is my favorite so far, it was still the most difficult one I've had to write. When it got to the part where Rosalie was describing what happened to her, I literally did not want to write it. I would minimize the page and hold it off as long as I could. I knew what I was going to write, though; the sentences would form in my head before I could stop them. But I just didn't want to actually write it. Because when I write, I personally live through my characters' pain. And as the words were forming in my head, Rosalie's pain was ripping my heart to shreds. Tears were welling up in my eyes and I couldn't bring myself to put my fingers on the keys and write. I didn't want to. I wanted her to stop, but Rosalie herself was relentless. She wanted to tell Bella her story, and I was anxious for Bella to know as well. I just didn't want to be the medium.
For me, the chapter is meaningful in many ways. Bella's finally met someone that's been through it as well and it shows that she doesn't have to do it alone. Bella sees Rosalie as an iron pillar of strength, the kind of person that she aspires to be. She looks at Rose and she sees the person she could be if she ever recovered from this tragedy. Rosalie is her new role model.
In addition, she feels as if she owes it to Rosalie as well to get over this. She owes it to every single women who's ever been raped to recover and see this man go to jail. And she owes it to every woman who's ever felt any pain.
Anyway, next chapter is a pretty good one too. There's one part that I'm especially excited for, but I'll give you a little teaser to look forward to.
I jumped out of my trance and turned around. Alice was swathed in a pale pink, spaghetti strap dress that sparkled in the light. On anyone else, it would have looked plain, but on Alice, it looked spectacular. Her normally spiky black hair was smoothed carefully around her head and her inhumanly lovely face with its delicate features completed the picture of a petite fairy. However, her expression was currently twisted into one of impatience.
“We’re going to be late if the two of you don’t get moving,” she pointed out tersely. Moments later, Jasper appeared behind her dressed similarly to Edward, but with black pants and a light, rose colored shirt, the exact same shade of Alice’s dress. His tie was black with pink, diagonal stripes.
Emmett walked in from the direction of the living room. His huge, muscled frame was covered in black from head to toe; the only reprieve from the darkness of his ensemble was the slender white tie hanging from around his collar. The moment the huge Cullen brother spotted Jasper, he started snickering.
“Wow, Jazz. Next you’re going to be asking for a unicorn for Christmas.”
Jasper shot his brother a deadly look. “Haven’t you heard, Emmett? Real men wear pink.”
I wanted to point out the obvious: that he technically wasn’t a real man. However, the glare he was sending Emmett wasn’t something I wanted to experience, so I kept my mouth shut.
Hee hee. ^_^
Anyways, I really want to know what you guys think about this chapter, so please leave me a review! Much, greatly appreciated.
Ciao.
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