Chapter 4 iv

"God, what's happening to me?" She whimpered slowly turning on her stomach as a sharp pain shot up her ankle and into her kneecaps. Silent sobs erupted out of Rosalie as her body shook.

She was never good with pain, so when this unexpected pain evaded her body, she grew afraid, freezing in her current position until she saw fit to attempt to move. The pain eventually subsided and Rosalie's cries halted. She was still terrified of the expected jolt of pain, so as she took a deep breath, she swiftly slid off the bed landing on her knees. Her eyes were screwed shut waiting for the pain to shake her body, but nothing came.

There was no pain, no pops, nothing. It was as if she had imagined everything, which caused her to whimper in confusion, *"What's happening to me?" She silently cried as she stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, Rosalie stumbled to the sink and leaned against it face down. Breathing heavily, she twisted the handle of the sink watching as the water gushed out before sticking her hands under it as it pooled in her palm. Her breath hitched as the water turned the color of her hands, brown. Panicky, she dropped the water in her hands stepping away from the sink as tears streamed down her face.

Looking up at the mirror, Rosalie grew extremely pale as her heart dropped to her stomach.

No, this isn't real...

She internally said to herself, but the person looking back at her was very real. There she stood with dirt covering her skin as red marks like scratches covered her arms and parts of her face. Her bottom lip was bruised and underneath her left eye was dark purple as well as the right side of her jaw.

Her hair was frizzy as it housed many broken branches and leaves. Cupping her mouth in horror as she stepped back colliding with the toilet as she immediately sat down, Rosalie cried.

Her mind couldn't comprehend what was happening.

Am I going crazy?

She thought as she continued to cry. It was hard to breathe, she needed to get out of there, it was beginning to become too much, so as she stood up and glanced into the mirror, her sniffles halted and her arms dropped to her side.

"Maybe I am going crazy," she muttered while staring at her reflection which appeared normal. There were no bruises or branches and leaves in her hair, no dirt on her skin, and her clothes were just how it was when she went to bed.

At this point, Rosalie was tired of these traumatic illusions and just wanted to get out before she loses her sanity. So, she continued with her routine. She got rid of her clothes and stepped into the shower before turning on the showerhead. This is what she needed, the peaceful and cold sensation of the water pouring onto her head, soaking her hair, and caressing her body.

Her eyes were closed as she took deep breaths trying to calm her heart and slip into that peaceful state. All of a sudden, a foul stench filled Rosalie's nose as she began to cough.

Opening her eyes in confusion, a stunning scream escaped from her lips as she stumbled back holding onto the tiled wall to steady herself. Feeling sick to her stomach, Rosalie watched as discolored water filled up the shower.

Leaves and branches floated in the water as it turned black, and as if things couldn't get any worst, heads and body parts all of a sudden started floating up causing Rosalie to gag and grow lightheaded, which made things even worse as the heads of the body turned over revealing the members of her family.

No! This is not real! I'm dreaming! Wake up, Rosalie!

She tried telling herself as they all stared at her, "This is your destiny, Rosalie," her grandfather said as she shook her head, "No, sh-shut up," she said as they all began to speak at once, becoming louder and louder.

Save us, Rosalie!

We need you, Rosalie!

Don't let us die, Rosalie!

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

ROSALIE!

Jerking forward, Rosalie's eyes snapped open as she looked around her room, "Rosalie!" Her grandfather called from outside her door, causing Rosalie to leave her bed as she walked towards and opened her door, "Yes, Grandpapa?" She asked as the old man raised an eyebrow at her, "Someone had a good sleep," he said as Rosalie dramatically rolled her eyes.

"I wish I could say that's me, but I feel terrible," she said as Benjamin frowned, "Nightmare?" He asked as Rosalie nodded before wiping her face, "How about you join Mel and me for breakfast, maybe that'll lift your spirit," he said as Rosalie sighed, "I was hoping to get a run in, to kind of start my day," she said feeling a bit shaken up after that traumatic dream that was still fresh in her mind.

"Sure, that's no problem, maybe I can ask the twins to accompany you," he suggested causing Rosalie's eyes to slightly furrow, "The twins?" She asked as her grandfather nodded, "Yes. they should be here any moment now," he said as Rosalie huffed, "And why are they coming over here?" She asked with her arms crossed earning a sigh from Benjamin.

"I know you don't like the twins very much, Rosemary, but I trust those boys with my life and there's no one in the world that I would trust to ensure that you're safe and comfortable other than them," he said as Rosalie sighed, "You guys may have gotten off on the foot, but give them a chance," he said as Rosalie nodded in defeat, "You're right, I'll try to get along with them, but Giovanni has some issues, grandpa," she said as Benjamin chuckled before grabbing her hand.

"Thank you, Rosemary, and if he gives you any problems just let me know and I'll personally kick his ass," he said causing Rosalie to raise an eyebrow while Benjamin began laughing at his joke causing Rosalie to giggle, "You're so silly, papa," she said as Benjamin smiled softly, "And you're beautiful, just like your mother, just like your father, you've brought back his spirit in this house, I haven't felt him in a long time, and it feels good to have a part of his presence," he said with glistering eyes as Rosalie flashed a weary smile.

"I don't feel him at all, even when I have their ashes here with me," she said as Benjamin smiled, "Maybe it's not your time to feel him, but you're his daughter, he'll always be there with you whether you feel his presence or not," he said as Rosalie gaze at him before looking down at her feet.