"Hi, Emmett. I'm Jasper." Jasper said, sticking one of his hands out. The other was engulfed in syrup. It looked like Jasper hadn't eaten in ages. Oh wait…he hadn't.
I looked at his eyes. They weren't only red-rimmed, but they were also bloodshot. I gasped. "Dude! What are you on?" I asked, almost awestricken. I'd never seen someone's eyes be that red.
"I knew I had to come here so I snorted some meth and speedballed a little. I also tried a bit of heroin." He grinned at me. You could tell he was still sort of high, but that it had been hours ago when he did it. He was buzzed…but not that buzzed. I grinned back at him.
Suddenly, I watched his unfocused eyes peer at something. Jacob's and my eyes followed his until we saw the swaging butt of none other than Rosalie Hale. Jacob and I grinned at each other. Emmett was mesmerized. "Watch yourself, she's the only ass you'll be seeing for the next few weeks…or months." Emmett just simply shot me a smirk.
"Who is she?" He whispered to us.
"That is Rosalie. Mess with her and she'll mess you up." Jacob said, smiling, obviously amused by Emmett's clear desire.
"She's so tiny." He commented, watching her hips move back and forth.
"You'll hear why in group. We'll be doing intros. However, a couple of days ago, she did tell us about her sexual assault from her boyfriend. We might be talking about that today. Get ready, cause we all have major issues." I whispered, slightly afraid of what Rosalie would do if she heard Emmett. She could twist us around her fingers, just to put us in the fire. She'd been getting so much better since we'd been here.
I watched as Rosalie turned to us, a slightly stunned look on her face. Damn, she'd heard us. She looked Emmett up and down, and gave him a spicy smirk. He smiled back at her, his dimples as deep as craters. As soon as she turned away, he ran his hand through his curly dark hair, sighing loudly.
"What are you in for?" I asked loudly. He looked at me, dazed.
"Huh?"
"You. What are you in for?" I asked, speaking slowly.
"Oh. Drugs, alcohol, and major depression. My mom killed herself and my dad left a few months ago. I was left with a family friend, so I started burning and cutting, and with my other addictions. They shipped me off here because they found a gun next to my bed and a suicide letter. I wasn't going to do it. At least not right then." Emmett looked down, guiltily. "I worried them so much."
I patted his back, then watched Jasper as he inhaled a third plate of food. I grinned. His cheeks were rosy again, and his golden curls were getting healthier. He was shining.
I grabbed his orange juice from his tray. I heard a loud growl from the bottom of his chest, but ignored it, ripping off the foil from the top of the plastic cup. I swallowed it all in one gulp. Bella strutted over to me. I had noticed she had been gone for the entire breakfast, but had no clue to where she had gone. She smiled at me. I waved her over. She looked down into my eyes.
I stared into her dark brown orbs, letting every question flow out of me.
"I'll talk about it today in group. Which starts in two minutes." She said, smiling somberly. Something was wrong, and I was going to find out what in group. I smiled back at her. She sat down for a minute next to me. Emmett's eyes swiveled from Rosalie to meet Bella.
She reached her hand out to greet Emmett's. "Bella." She said, polite and quiet.
"Emmett. Emmett McCarty."
All of the sudden, we heard the sound of Justin's voice. "Time for group." I grinned as we all stood up. Bella took my hand and helped pull me up. It was a quiet walk to group room. The emotions were almost tangible. Jasper's satisfaction. Jacob's normalness. Emmett and Bella's anxiety. I didn't even know what I was feeling. We all walked into the room and sat down.
Jasper sat next to me, as did Bella. Next to Bella was Jacob, who was next to Rose, who was next to James, then Dr. Rubenstein, then Emmett, followed by Jasper.
As soon as we were all seated, Doctor Rubenstein stood up. "Bella agreed to talk if we all listen. She requested to go first, which, for this time only, I will agree to. Bella?"
Bella stood up, and turned to me for a fraction of a second, her eyes were scared. She scooted closer to Rosalie. Away from me.
"I'm Isabella. I'm here for cutting and burning, suicidal thoughts, depression, and one other thing. My parents were also concerned I was about to commit suicide because when I was at home, I was pregnant. I came here and lost my baby to diabetic hypoglycemia. The truth is….." She stopped for a minute, and started crying. Rosalie stood up and hugged my Bella.
"The truth is I was pregnant because I was raped. I was raped by my next door neighbor." Her voice cracked.
Raped.
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Sorry this was short.
