I know this Chapter is short but I wanted this to focus on this topic! I am really happy with the responce I am getting for this story! I really hope you all like it and Emmett will be in the next one!
The next day when I woke up my mother was busy getting ready for Jasper's girlfriend and her family to come over. I had already made it clear I wasn't taking care of Tristan while they were here. My parents had no problems with that, I knew that they were ashamed of me having him to some point. I was supposed to be the perfect daughter to the perfect rich family with nothing wrong with them. I knew it wasn't my fault that I had him, and they if they knew what had really happened they would feel differently but I couldn't bring myself to tell them.
Jasper wanted me to tell them what happened but I couldn't. The only one who would ever know was my brother. He was the only one who I knew wouldn't look at me differently and feel sorry for me. My parents would be different, I could only imagine the looks I would get and how much they would pity me, it made me sick just thinking about it. Telling the people I used to call friends was out of the question as well, I knew how they would take it, Royce would have no blame, it would only be my fault.
Jasper had hated Royce from the beginning, he always told me to stay away from him but he didn't. I had faith that my brother wouldn't tell because he knew about secretes. Long before my pregnancy Jasper was the classic rich kid with the dark secretes. I was the only one in the family who knew about Jasper's past. When he was just a freshman he had gotten with a girl named Maria. She was always bad, she skipped school, was always in detention, I never really understood what made my brother interested in her. I never knew just how bad she actually was until he started dating her.
Sex, drugs, and fighting. Her biggest thing was drugs, she had gotten my brother into it as well. I didn't know about it really until he called me one night, he had gotten beat up really bad and asked me to pick him up from a really bad street in New York. That was when I made him tell me about everything. He was clean now, despite the drug use he was still able to get into a private school so when the chance for him to get out of here came, he took it. I knew he still had the scars from the needles on his arms so I had to wonder if Alice knew about it.
Jasper came into the nursery as I put Tristan's sleepy little body in his crib. "What the hell are you doing Rosalie?" I put Tristan's blue puppy down next to him and looked at my brother. He never called me Rosalie unless he was mad at me.
"I'm putting Tristan down for his nap, what are you doing?" I asked rolling my eyes as I turned the fan on, it was really hot in here and I didn't want him to get to hot.
Jasper shook his head, "Not what I mean, why the hell are you hiding him, making people think he is our brother?" I looked at him for a moment, was this really what he was so mad about?
I scoffed, "Yu know what this will do to my Jasper, it's just one of those things I want to keep to myself." I walked past him and turned off the light waling into my room.
I heard him following me, I tried to close the door before he could come in but he stopped me. "He is your son Rosalie, not just something you can keep hidden!" he pushed the door open and looked at me.
"Oh so you think it's wrong to keep a child hidden when it is being taken care of and is loved but a drug addiction, something that could kill you is perfectly fine to keep hidden!" I glare at him and I yelled.
He pushed me back and glared at me, "You keep your mouth shut about that!"
As he yelled I pushed him, "Don't touch me again Jasper!" By now we were both yelling at the top of our lungs.
"Then don't talk about thing's that you know nothing about!" he looked down at me and I groaned.
"Same for you!" I yelled back to him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at me. "You don't know what it's like to have to live with him. It's constant reminder of what happened to me! You can run from your nightmares and you did, but I can't run from mine. I will never be able to get rid of my past, you can get away from yours but never can't" I grabbed my now thin stomach remembering the looks I got from everyone when they saw me. I let out a deep sob and fell to my knees as sobs shook my body.
I felt Jasper's hands on my back and I fell into him. I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his chest. "If you feel this way about him then why not give him up for adoption, why keep doing this to yourself?" he asked quietly trying to comfort me.
I shook my head rapidly, "No I could never!" I continued to shake my head against his chest as I gripped his shirt.
"Then why complain about him?" he questioned.
I wiped my face off and sat up looking at Jasper, I didn't know how to answer his question. Giving Tristan away was a though that I just didn't like. It didn't feel right to hear him say, and I knew it wouldn't feel right to think, and I didn't know why. It should have been easy to picture him gone. Tristan was nothing but a problem for me, but anytime I even considered giving him away it hurt.
"I don't know Jasper, I just can't, I can't." I looked at him as he sat down all the way.
He hugged me and sighed, "I know you can't Rose." I pulled away from him and wiped my face again. "What are you going to do when he grows up, is he going to know you're his mother or what?"
I put my head down; I hadn't thought that far into the future. I had never pictured him grown up or anything. If he knew I was his mother he might tell people but did I really want my mother to raise him? Jasper and I were brought up knowing nothing about the real world. Our mother kept us in a bubble our whole lives and I didn't want that to happen with him. I knew I would have to move soon, when he got into the first grade I would have to move if I wanted to raise him myself.
"Rosalie, Jasper, what's going on in here?" Both of us looked at our mother who was standing in the door way.
I tried to think of something to say but thank god Jasper was here. "She fell and I tried to help her up but she pulled me down, we started laughing after that." He said nervously but not enough for my mother to notice.
She smiled, "Are you know Rose?" she asked looking at me.
I laughed slightly and pushed myself up, "Oh yeah, my knees are just sore, I hit them when I fell." I was never good at lying to my mother about things like this but I wasn't lying when I said I hit my knees.
"Well come down stairs when you are ready, I could use all the help I can get." My mother smiled at both of us and left my room.
Both Jasper and I stayed on the ground for a moment looking at each other. No words were needed between the two of us; we knew that we had both said things that we didn't mean about the other. Jasper held out his hand and I took it as we both stood up, I sighed and looked at Tristan's nursery and then to Jasper's sleeve covered arms. Both of us had our secretes, you just couldn't trust rich kids.
Well just like in Twilight Jasper and Rosalie have horrible pasts, I think that brings them together in this story at least! I hope you liked it and remember Emmett is in the nest one! Review please!