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Unfortunately, I don't own Twilight. I never have owned it and I never will *sniff sniff.* It is entirely of Stephenie Meyer's creation, and all characters and anything Twilight-related belong to her. The only thing I own is this storyline. I also don't own a character named 'Mr. Schuester'- he belongs to Glee! :)

Rosalie

The panic really started to set in as I nervously pulled a hairbrush through my blonde locks. I couldn't take my mind off my worries, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make my lungs function properly. They had limited space because of my tight chest.

I pulled on a pair of skinny jeans complete with black leather boots and I was ready to go. I didn't bother to style my hair or apply make-up. I was much too anxious for that.

I crept downstairs, not wanting to disturb my Mom and her hoovering in the living room. Just when I thought that I'd made it out of the house undetected, I walked straight into a lean figure and I was knocked to the floor.

I growled at Jasper. "Thanks," I muttered sarcastically as I got to my feet hastily. Jasper rolled his eyes before looking at me suspiciously.

"Where are you going?" he interrogated.

I tapped my nose. "Nothing to do with you. Anyway, more like where have you been?"

He chose to ignore my question by asking another in reply. "You're sneaking out to see Emmett again aren't you?" he accused.

Yes, I did regularly sneak out to see Emmett, but not today. Besides, Jasper could never be allowed to know about the secret meetings. He'd flip.

I scoffed at his wrong accusation. "No I'm not," I replied indignantly. "Why the fuck would I sneak out to see him?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You're seeing him aren't you?"

"Who said?" I snapped, totally riled. A mixture of anger and anxiety arose. How did Jasper know? I hoped that Emmett hadn't been telling him about our flings..

"It's a bit obvious, Rose," Jasper said, exasperated, interrupting my trail of thought. "What do you take me for? An idiot?"

He sounded offended; I must have insulted his intelligence quite a bit.

"I'm not seeing him," I insisted, putting on my best serious façade. Jasper just sighed and rolled his eyes again.

"Deny it all you want.." he started. "But I'm not stupid. I saw you with him at the party at our house, after the game the other week. You were going upstairs, and you kissed him before leading him to your bedroom. I know something's going on with you two."

He looked right into my eyes, and I knew that I couldn't keep it from him any longer; he was my twin, and we had that special connection. It was useless pretending.

I sighed and caved in. "Okay, so I'm seeing him. But you can't say anything to the others, though.. we weren't sure how they'd react. How you'd react." I paused when Jasper's expression didn't change, before continuing. "Please don't tell Emmett that you know either. He'll be mad, it's supposed to be a secret."

He thought to himself for a moment and then he nodded. "Okay."

I frowned at his relaxed reaction, and I was astounded that he wasn't mad. I'd just told him my biggest, darkest secret. Well, one of them..

"Jasper, why aren't you mad?" I asked warily.

He looked at me as if I was insane before shaking his head. "..Why would I be mad?"

I could think of many reasons, though I voiced the major one. "Well.. I'm your sister, and he's your best friend. That's the best reason why you should be.. furious."

He chuckled at my feeble answer and shook his head. "Well I'm not mad. It's your life, you can do what you want."

My mouth almost dropped open in shock. Now that was a first. Jasper was usually quite protective of me. There was something strange about his nonchalance..

I frowned before clearing my throat. "Yeah. Anyway, I've gotta run. I'll see you later," I said quietly as I walked past him towards the gate. I turned round to look at my brother a last time before my departure.

"Thanks, Jazz. For keeping the secret."

I smiled, and he reciprocated it before entering the house. I took a deep breath before unlocking my car, and I sat in the driver's seat momentarily. I'd almost forgotten about the reason I'd snuck out in the first place.

I started up the M3's engine and before long I was travelling down the main road that ran through Forks. I passed Bella's house and it looked like she wasn't home. Within ten minutes or so, I reached the large building that was the hospital. I parked up in the lot and ran inside.

"Rosalie Hale," I mumbled to the receptionist. She nodded and I sat down in the warm waiting room. The smell of bleach and disinfectant stung my nose and didn't help my already queasy stomach. Then the waiting began; it was cruel, almost like torture. Each minute passed as if it was an hour.

Several agonising minutes later, a small female doctor with brown hair and a kind face called me into a box-sized room.

"Miss Hale," she started, looking down at my appointment file. She looked back into my worried eyes. "What may I help you with today?"

I placed my trembling hands onto my lap before sucking in a deep breath.

"Well.. I think.. that.. I might be.." It took a few tries before I could get the word out of my mouth. "Pregnant."

When I said the word out loud, the prospect of the already harsh reality became much more painful. The doctor looked at me, concern dancing in her eyes.

"And why might you think that?" she asked.

I felt my eyes well up with tears. "I had unprotected sex about a month ago.. and now something's up with my periods. They used to be regular, but I haven't had one since. I should have had it two weeks ago."

As soon as I'd finished speaking, I let the tears fall and my voice became thick as I sobbed uncontrollably. I didn't know what I was going to do. Emmett would be upset, and so would my friends. And my parents would be so disappointed in me..

The doctor nodded. "Have you taken any home tests?"

"Yes.. two.." I murmured between sobs. "They came up negative though. I don't understand what's going on."

"Hmm.. okay. As I'm new to the job, I'm just going to fetch another doctor who has more experience in the pregnancy category. They'll do another test and help you." She excused herself from the room, leaving me to wallow in my despair. I tried to compose myself a little, but it didn't work. I waited helplessly.

A few brief moments later, she poked her head into the room, the rest of her body concealed by the door. "Miss Hale, this is Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He's going to help you."

I felt my breath hitch in my throat and my legs started to shake. The blonde man, Emmett's father, crossed the room in order to sit in the chair opposite me. The other doctor left us in the room, and I froze in shock.

"Good afternoon Rosalie," he spoke in a quiet voice.

"..Carlisle?" I tried to speak, but my voice was strangled and weak.

"Jenny has informed me of the situation you're in.." he started. He tried to look into my eyes, but I couldn't keep eye contact.

"Please don't tell the others about this," I pleaded, finally looking up to his face. He nodded and smiled sympathetically.

"Whatever you wish to say to me will be treated with the strictest confidentiality, Rosalie," he spoke. "Unless your life, or another's life, is in danger."

I wiped away fresh tears from my cheeks and nodded. "Thankyou," I mouthed, unable to speak words anymore.

Carlisle nodded and opened the drawer of the desk he was sitting at. He fished out a small tub that was used for urine tests, and passed it to me. He was about to explain, but I stopped him.

"It's okay, I know what to do," I assured him with a half-hearted smile. He smiled back, again sympathy the dominant emotion on his face, and I left the room. I did what was required, and I returned to the small room. Carlisle again searched through the drawer, and he pulled out a plastic rod. He placed it into the tub of urine, and we waited. And waited.

The waiting was again torture. I nervously awaited the result, and pessimistic thoughts ran riot in my head. I didn't know what I would do.. sure, the home tests were negative, but I wasn't reassured at all..

Carlisle took the rod from the urine and looked up at me with a smile. "I am pleased to inform you Rosalie, that your home tests were correct. You're not pregnant."

I breathed the biggest sigh of relief, before pausing. "Well.. what's up with my periods then?"

Carlisle's smile disappeared, and he reached over his desk to pick up a box of tissues. He placed them next to me, and I looked up at him questioningly.

"There's only one explanation that I can think of, Rosalie. You're perfectly healthy, you're not underweight or anything.."

I willed him to go on, and without realising I started to tremble again.

"Rosalie, it appears that you're going through what we call a premature menopause."

I frowned. "What? Isn't there pills for that or anything, though?"

Carlisle shook his head solemnly. "No, I'm afraid not. I can sympathize with you though, Rosalie. My wife, Esme, went through exactly the same thing. It's not a nice thought, not being able to have babies-"

"What?" I asked, cutting off his speech. "Like, ever?"

He shook his head again. "The menopause prevents you from ovulating.. which means that, sadly, you will never be able to conceive."

It hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt my eyes well up with tears, and I began to sob. All Carlisle could do was sit there and try to console me, but I couldn't hear anything. Suddenly, I didn't care about what he was saying.. I didn't care about anything.

"Please Carlisle.. don't tell Alice, or Edward, or Emmett.." I stuttered. "Or Jasper, or anyone, please?" I looked up at him with sad, glistening eyes, and he nodded.

"Of course I won't."

I tried to smile, but I couldn't. I left the room feeling empty, and when I got outside to my car, the rain began to pour. I sat in the driver's seat, unable to drive, unable to do anything but think.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Awwh, poor Rosalie! :( It was quite difficult writing this chapter, due to all the medical jargon and the emotional despair, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway :)

The song used in this chapter is 'Save Me From Myself' by Christina Aguilera. A delicate song for a delicate subject.

Again, sorry for these short chapters.. I'm getting a bit of writer's block at the moment because I haven't written in aaages, so that's not good :(

Next chapter is Edward, and he finds out a few of his brother's secrets..

Please review! Thankyou :)