"Come on Rosalie!" Bruiser almost yelled. "I-I can't it's not right!" I whisper back. "Geeze the sister of Dallas Winston can't even steal a tiny little key ring." He scoffs "Hey man, lay off her she didn't grow up like us." Dally grunts while he subtly takes a few chocolate bars.

We were in a convenience store and the boys were stealing things which wasn't my idea of fun I just couldn't understand it. How was this fun? It was wrong and if we got caught it sure wouldn't be fun.

"Rose, trust me it's not that big of a deal ok?" I roll my eyes at Bruiser and go to the other aisle where a range of switch blades were displayed all easily able to be stolen. The boys left the store and the cashier didn't even look up. I looked through the display of switchblades and found one that had a gold handle and a silver blade. The gold was engraved with complicated swirls giving it a sort of elegant appearance. I instantly took it I hid it in my shorts and hurried out the door before I could get caught.

I now understood why the boys did it I got a rush of adrenaline and a sort of pride that I just stole something without getting caught. "What took so long?" Bruiser spat out. I took the blade out of my back pocket and flipped it open in front of his face almost close enough to cut him. Dally's face broke into a grin "That's my sister." He chuckled and laughed at Bruiser's shocked expression.

"Wow she actually stole something good." Bruiser breathed "Ok, ok you can stop being so shocked now it's sort of insulting." I smirk and flip the blade closed and put it back in my back pocket.

"Hey Bruiser! Boss wants ya!" some guy from across the road called out. "Shit!" he curses. "Boss? Bruiser what the hell's going on man?" Dally asks through gritted teeth. "Look Dal after you left Smokey took over and you know he was always jealous of ya because you were the boss for so long and everyone wanted to be you." "Yeah so? I'm not now am I?" "No. But Dal when you left he told us he was in charge and that we were to just forget about you and if we ever saw you again he'd kill you. He was even threatening to kill us just for talking to you."

"That bastard! Jealousy corrupted him he used to be so fun loving." "It was jealous Dal, it was that night." Bruiser trailed off and then turned his ring around his finger. "Anyway man I gotta go. It was good seeing ya." "Bruiser be careful man! God...just be careful." Dal warns as he shakes Bruiser's hand. "I will man See you two sometime." "I'm looking forward to it." I smile and as he runs across the deserted road away from us worry runs over me.

"He'll be okay Dally." I try to reassure him but I think I was really just trying to convince myself. "You don't know that Rosalie. You don't know Smokey." Dal goes really quiet. "Come on my clothes are still wet let's go find somewhere to rest up and then go eat." I suggest mostly just trying to get Dal away from this neighbourhood I had a feeling something bad was going to happen.

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We arrived back outside his...our father's apartment, I swallow the lump in my throat and stop the sudden tears that threatened to spill out of my eyes. I got into the truck and waited for Dally to clamber in the other side. I face away from the building turning away from the pain that I would have to eventually face.

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We drive silently to a crappy motel but the tension and awkwardness screamed the truth. We were worried for Bruiser and I was scared for Dallas's safety.

I hopped out of the truck and grabbed my grey designer luggage bag. Having money now repulsed me, it made me squeamish because it wasn't mine it was my owner's which is how I now refer to my parents. However I did know how lucky I was to have access to it, so for now they were only my bank and nothing else.

I decided Dally was too angry and on edge to talk to anybody but me right now and even then I wasn't sure if he could talk to me calmly or rationally. I walked into the bright yellow reception, there was a dark wooden bench in the middle that went from the left to the right wall. There were crappy, cheap peach coloured chairs that lined the left and right wall in front of the bench. An old, chubby lady with grey hair and dull brown eyes greeted me nicely and I returned the favour. "I would like to book a room please." I ask as nicely as possible. "Of course dear, we have a single bed room or a twin bed room." "Ahh I'll have a twin bed thanks." "Sure and how long will you be staying?" I thought for a moment. "Uh I'm not sure, a few days probably." She nods and then hands me the keys to room 3. I smile in thankyou and then leave the lobby and meet Dally at the truck. "Come on I got our room." He says nothing but just grabs his duffel bag and walks behind me to the room.

Once in there I go to the bathroom and get changed (outfit above). I look in the dirty mirror for a moment and look at myself I feel as if I have changed so much just because of the new information I received. "Stop being stupid!" I scorn myself and stomp out of the bathroom. "What's your problem?" Dallas mutters at me "Nothing." I reply sharply and harshly. "Don't lie to me." He stands up and starts to get angry. "Fine. I'm angry because I found out I was sold off, annoyed because I have been lied to all my life, upset because of the information, worried about Bruiser and scared for you!" I yell at him and then immediately regretted it. Nobody said anything for a while we just stood there Dally seeming to just hold everything together. "I'm going to eat something I will be back later." I said softly then grabbed my bag and keys and left the room.

I walked down the footpath until I came across a diner, I was about to walk in when I heard someone say "I'm sorry Rose." Something hit my head and then everything went black.

A/N

Hey guys so what did you think?

Cliffhanger... da daa daaaaa. But seriously thank you all for your support on my story it means so much.
Also the pic of Ann Margaret is how Rosalie's hair and makeup looked.