#wedrose

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someone ( MORE SO ROSALIE):  *makes a cowboy joke / insult.* jasper:  *takes a swig of southern brew sweet tea*  [ internally;  bitch.]

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                                    ° ° °    such as a gentleman should.     ⁃ ⁃    ( @wedrose )

                        the cullen home seemed to     peaceful     after they drifted off.         still moving from place to place.        still having to live as young teenagers.         OTHERS WOULD GROW USE TO IT    ,   while  one  never did.        the pages of his book flipped as he had it propped on single crossed knee.       index and thumb holding it down as golden eyes scanned.         every word   ,   every notion   ,  the very soul of the author spilling into him like a wave of ice water.        his attention however turned away    briefly.        ANGER.        SADNESS.       ( THAT DOESN'T LOOK RIGHT EITHER. ).        and the sound of closet tearing made his head turn to glance     upward towards her room.       worry    &    concern      brimming his chest until he closed his passage before  quickly     finding himself at her door.         turning hand backwards to gently knock knuckle as his brows furrowed.         ❛    —— Rose`?   ❜

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                            jasper   can I trade my siblings in for some boots   hale.

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“how much more must i be hurting?”

        { SEVEN WORDS }    status : accepting.

                     IT ACHED.         everything she felt    ,   piercing his chest a thousand times.        over    &    over  &   over again.       twisting his stomach and rattling his bones.        DEPRESSION.        ANGER.        SELF-LOATH AND HATE.        who would think there was a such a shattered woman with shattered dreams inside the package of beauty.       what hurt him most of all was the inability   to fix it .        he could   alter.       offer some since of solace and recognition that    THIS WOULD GET BETTER.        but how long would that last?        an hour   ,   a   day   if lucky.        ———— he rubbed at the nape of his neck.        squeezing down   ,   as his tongue pressed against his inner cheek before biting down.

there was a small exasperated sigh as he moved in front of her.       dropping knee    ,     for his twin    a hesitant hand reaching out   ,   pausing    BRIEFLY   before finally resting scarred digits on the other sheet of marble.        patting her hand with his own as his golden gaze locked on hers.        ❛     aren’t alone Rose ` n` you’ll never be.   ❜        sometimes that wasn’t enough.       IMMORTALITY WAS A DARK CURSE.       it wasn’t the bloodlust   ,   it was the never progressing forward.       never making goals.        just living … to live. BUT HE LEARNED THAT   ,   THAT WAS WRONG.        he offered a weakened small       and a little hope. pooling what bright emotion he could   ,   gently.        little drips of his own from Alice   ,   from the family itself. allowing her to feel    what he felt.        ❛     I thought … I was alone too.       that I wasn’t worth it.         that I just ——— existed.       I didn’t know there was another way.       YOU FOUND EMMETT.        you protect your family. this   ,    this right here is family`.   ❜       lips twisted as his jaw tightened giving her hand back as he stood fixing at his vest.          NERVOUS HABIT.         ❛    you don’t have to feel pain … you just need to allow us to help.   ❜

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*hands a cowboy hat*

                       it seemed to be an     ongoing joke .       each sibling had their own quips.    for Jasper & Rosalie …  they pretended to be    TWINS    although it needed very little pretending.       bickering here & there.       able to understand one another   ,   better than the others.        standing in the background in silence as she spoke her mind    LOUDLY.         he only with a smirk.        he comforting when she was too angry   ,    too depressed to let it show to the others.       HE HAD ALWAYS WANTED A SISTER.       but his mother lost so many   ,    it was lucky even   he   was born.       WITH THE CULLENS   ,   HE GOT FAMILY.       not just shelter or a new way of life.       but warmth    ,   joy   ,   growth.        his golden gaze shifted to his   twin   before rolling with a grin spreading at his lips.        humor her .        his first thought and his action     ————    taking the hat and examining it. nose scrunching in only    mild    disgust.        ❛    they made em` better back in my day…   ❜       with a light sigh he put the hat on top of his head before tipping it with a    BRIGHT   smile.       ❛     thank ya` kindly.   ❜