HEY EVERYONE! Listen, I know you wanna kill me right now, but LOOK! IT'S A NEW CHAPTER! I FINALLY UPDATED IT! So, after two years, I finally got out of my writer's block and started writing again. SO NOW YOU'RE GONNA GET AN UPDATE ALMOST EVERY DAY NOW! -jumps around in happiness- Anyways, I'm going to let you guys read this chapter now(I think it's a filler, but I'll let you decide) and um, yeah ... GO ON AND READ!

Chapter: Horrible Parents & Best Friends

"I'm so confused," I said. Jacob's lips curled into a smile.

"You need to learn to let go"

I shook my head at that absurd thought. Dream Jacob is not acting like himself tonight.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he pulled me towards him. I snuggled into his warm embrace and felt myself soon get lost in it. I knew what I was doing, but right now I didn't care. If felt too real.

"Rosalie, are you okay?"

Alice and I had just finished entering Rose's house when we spotted her disheveled appearance. Rosalie looked at us in alarm and made a dash towards her bedroom.

"I'll be right back!" She yelled, her bedroom door slamming shut. Alice and I gave each other knowing looks. Rosalie wasn't feeling too good these days. It was only a matter of time.

"Do you think we should do something?"

My heart softened when I saw tears forming in Alice's eyes. She hated to see her friends like this. She hated knowing that she couldn't help them with a problem that wasn't hers to solve.

I sighed. "Maybe we could just talk to her. I think that's all we can do." Alice nodded in agreement and we both sat down on the couch. Where is her mother?

It's not news to everyone that Rosalie and Jasper Hale had a bad upbringing. With their mother being an alcoholic and their dad leaving them at an early age, they were left to fend for themselves. They were both still brought up in an above-average income, but that didn't help the void that was still left in their hearts to this day.

Suddenly, Rosalie was coming down the stairs with unknown objects in her hands. Alice and I gave each other a questioning look before rushing over to help Rosalie. When both Alice and I picked up a couple of things, we both realized what the unknown objects were.

Food.

Looking at the food in wonder, I asked, "Rosalie, why do we have large amounts of food in our arms?"

Rosalie gave us a look that made me even more confused. What the hell did this mean?

"Well, I decided that I needed to start listening to what people are saying," she said, as she started throwing the uneaten food in the garbage. Alice quickly started pulling the food out of the garbage with an annoyed look on her face.

"Although I have no clue on what that means, you should at least give this food to charity!" Alice scolded, while running to the driveway to put the saved food into her car. Rosalie shrugged and started walking down the driveway. I hurried after them.

"Rosalie!" I called out. Rosalie met my gaze and waited for me until I caught up with her. Once I did, I put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Can you please tell what me you're doing? This is worrying me," I whispered sadly. Rosalie sighed and continued walking with me to Alice's car. We then quickly dumped the remainder of the food into Alice's car. Alice shut the door with a loud grunt and then turned to us. I looked at Rosalie. Rosalie looked at us.

"Well?" Alice pressed. Rosalie grumbled but started walking towards the house. Alice and I quickly followed. I held onto Alice's hand for support. I was sure Alice was holding mine for the same reason.

Once we made it into Rosalie's house, we all sat down on the living room floor in a circle. I had no idea as to what Rosalie was about to spring on us, but I had a feeling that I would be prepared. A small smile suddenly appeared on my face at the thought. I hadn't realized how close I've gotten to Rosalie until now.

"So ... I know you guys must be thinking about the food-"

"Spill." Alice interjected. Rosalie gave Alice a half-hearted glare before continuing. "Anywhore, I decided that if I wanted to be serious about my recovery, I needed to throw away all of the food in my room," Rosalie said. I opened my mouth to voice my opinion, but Alice beat me to the punch.

"I'm sorry, but, don't you have an Eating Disorder?" Alice asked. I nodded in agreement. Rosalie laughed quietly.

"Guys, there are different types of Eating Disorders. There's a term called Binge Eating. It's when a person stuffs themselves with food, only to throw it all up a few minutes later. That huge amount of food in my room was a constant trigger for me and that meant that it needed to go," Rosalie answered.

I wasn't surprised when tears formed in my eyes. I looked over to Alice who had thought the same. I felt one tear escape my eye and tackled Rosalie into a hug. Soon Alice was included and now the three of us were sobbing on each other's shoulders.

It was a both happy and confusing sight to see.

I was so proud of Rosalie. It was only two weeks ago that we'd had that talk at the school and now she seemed like a totally different person. Not only had Rosalie changed, but everything else as well. Suddenly, a person popped into my head.

Edward.

I quickly pulled away from the embrace and groaned. How did he manage to appear in my mind at the most ... well, he appeared in my mind all of the time now. I suddenly frowned. I'd been thinking about Edward more than I'd like to admit to myself. To anyone. This needed to change and it needed to change now.

I was soon pulled out of my reverie with Alice snapping her fingers in my face. I grimaced at Alice to let her know I was back which caused a worried glance between Alice and Rosalie.

"Can you please tell us what happened? One moment we're hugging, flash forward to another moment, and you're spacing out for some weird reason," Alice explained, her hand rubbing my arm during the entire explanation.

"I ditto that!" Rosalie said.

I groaned and let myself slouch for a few seconds. What was I supposed to tell them? That Edward was all that I was thinking about? That all that was in my mind was him touching me, holding me, kissing me-

"BELLA!"

I blinked a few times to find Alice and Rosalie glaring at me. Again.

"Sorry," I mumbled sheepishly. Rosalie continued to glare at me while Alice softened hers. Alice laid her head in my lap so I could start playing with her hair. For some reason, that always calmed me down. It was sort of me and Alice's thing that no one knew about which was why Rosalie was now looking at us like we'd grown two heads.

That's when I decided I needed to tell them something. In that short second, I decided to tell them what was only right. The truth and nothing but the truth.

Still playing with Alice's hair, I said, "I just can't stop thinking about Edward. I don't understand why, I just am. He just consumes my every thought, my every breath, my every .. everything," I finished lamely.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, Bella, but it sounds like you have a crush on him," Rosalie said. I stopped playing with Alice's hair to give her a hard glare. How dare she say that? He murdered him. He caused the heartache in our family!

"I know what you're thinking, so tell that mind of yours to shut the fuck up," Rosalie snarled. Alice flinched at her tone, but I didn't. She simply didn't understand. No one did.

"Bella, you need to give us some slack. We're only telling you what you need to hear! By the way you're always talking about him, thinking about him, or even looking at him, it's obvious you have a crush! You seem to forget that that's all it is. Just a crush. It's nothing more," Alice said, earning a nod in agreement from Rosalie.

I opened my mouth to object but quickly found myself realizing that she was right. Hell, they were both right. I put my face in my hands. It couldn't possibly get any worse than this.

"So, you never told us how your parents took the whole you-driving-in-edward-cullen's-car-thing," Rosalie voiced aloud.

I was wrong. It just got worse.

I sighed. They were gonna find out sooner or later. Might as well tell them now ...

I ran up to the front door to be greeted by Charlie. I scanned his face and noticed how his mouth was set into a frown.

"Who was that?"

"Oh nobody, just a friend," I answered, hiding my face. I always was a bad liar.

"Bella, that wasn't nobody, I clearly saw a man," Renee smiled, bumping my shoulder with hers. I shook my head. If only she knew who he really was.

"Can you please say who it was?" Charlie asked again.

"It was just a friend," I answered hastily, hoping they would get the message. I was trying to protect them!

"Bella, it wouldn't hurt to know-"

"It was Edward Cullen!" I shouted.

Everything in the house went quiet.

What the fuck did I just do?

Renee's face first went from happiness, to shock, to disbelief, and then to anger.

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT NAME IS THIS HOUSE!" She roared. I flinched from her tone and started running towards the bedroom door. Renee quickly grabbed my arm, and spun me around to face her. My arm was beginning to protest in pain, but I knew Renee didn't care.

"Mom, stop, you're hurting me!" I whimpered, trying to get her grip off my arm. She only grasped it tighter, causing me to gasp out in pain.

"You are never going to see him again, do you understand?" She growled, her face mere inches from mine. My eyes locked on Charlie. Charlie was just standing there ... doing nothing.

"DAD! Aren't you going to do something?!" I cried. Charlie shook his head when Renee turned her cold glare onto him. I moaned loudly in agony. Charlie wasn't going to do anything.

Then, Renee slapped me across the face. I felt the sting appear on my left cheek from where Renee's hand had been only seconds ago. I sobbed loudly and successfully wrenched my arm away from Renee's grasp.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" Renee screamed as I slammed the door shut. I slowly brought myself down to the floor and started shaking from the hard sobs that were tearing throughout my whole body.

I didn't understand, I chanted. I didn't ...

"We need to do something about this!" Rosalie yelled in outrage. Alice growled, got up, and soon enough, she was out of the door. Rosalie and I ran out to find her running down the driveway.

"Alice, where are you going?!" Rosalie yelled. Alice looked back at us while opening her car door.

"I'm going to give your parents a piece of my mind," Alice answered. Rosalie and I ran down the driveway and successfully got Alice.

"What do you think that's gonna solve, huh?! They won't understand, Alice, because they're stuck in their own twisted perspective!" Rosalie screamed. Alice shook her head in disagreement. That was when I knew what to do.

"Rosalie, let go of her," I said. Rosalie gave me an incredulous look.

"Excuse me? You know she's gonna-"

"Just do it!" I said, cutting her off. Rosalie looked at me one more time before reluctantly letting go. I let go after Rosalie and gave Alice a slight push.

"Go then. I hope you realize you don't know what you're doing. If their own daughter can't get through to them, what makes you think they'll listen to you?"

Alice slumped down to the concrete floor once she realized I was right. They didn't listen to anything I had said. Hell, they didn't even give me a chance! If they didn't listen to me, they surely wouldn't listen to Alice.

Rosalie got off the floor with Alice and held her while Alice sobbed quietly. I got on the floor with them, and soon we were in the embrace we were in before all this craziness had even started.

Again, it was a both happy and confusing sight to see.

Soon after that, I was opening the door to my house.

"Bella, is that you?" Charlie asked.

Who else would it be, I thought.

"Yeah!" I said, while locking the door behind me. Charlie soon came into view.

I didn't know what he was going to do. In fact, he'd better not do anything because I was pretty angry at him at the moment. I tend not to forget about traumatizing things.

"Listen, Bella, I just wanna say I'm sorry-"

"Sorry for what?" I asked. He better not be sorry for what I think he's sorry about.

"I'm sorry for what happened a few days ago-"

"Oh, I'm sorry, you mean when your own wife abused her daughter by causing her physical pain and not doing anything about it? Please continue with this apology of yours," I growled, stomping up the stairs. Unfortunately, Charlie followed.

"I know what I did was wrong! I shouldn't have stood there and acted like a coward! Bella, I know you're mad at me right now-"

"Mad? Dad, I can't even describe what I feel towards you! You betrayed me-"

"DO NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!"

Suddenly, everything was quiet.

"I'm sorry, but I don't accept your apology. Not after this," I tearfully said. I slammed the door in his face. When I heard him walk away, I let the tears come out. I let myself quietly slide down to floor because I knew I wasn't capable of standing up right now. As I was crying, I thought of how this position was similar to what happened several nights ago.

Funny how history repeats itself.

I know, I know. It's wasn't that good, right? For some reason, I just thought that this was the way to go. When I started writing this, I couldn't stop. Everything needed to be explained about that night and I felt that the girls didn't have enough time together in the story. Anyways, remember to review so that you could tell me what you think about it!

Emily.