AN: Alright, I know this took forever BUT getting ready to go to college for the first time takes up A LOT of time. I leave a week from Thursday and I'm still not prepared. Anyway, here's chapter 10. Notes on this chapter, this is NOT at ALL what I had originally planned for chapter 10. The original title of chapter 10 was "Mob-Mentality" (hint, hint, for a future chapter). I know this is sort of repetitive but I wanted to show the sterner "non-promise-breaking" Carlisle so here we go.

Future Chapter Titles
-Chapter 11: Christmas (family fluffiness and adorableness)
-Chapter 12: When Daddy's Away
-Chapter 13: Mob Mentality

AS FOR BELLA!
I personally don't like Bella and I haven't decided when or if she will come into play. Probably so but ugh, I don't want to add her. All of you seem to be excited for her so I'm willing to look past not liking her and adding her in BUT for NOW I'm happy keeping the adorable family in the beautiful Alaska for a little while.

Onwards with Chapter 10!

Chapter 10: Too Far

Rosalie POV

"Kids, we are all going out to do some Christmas shopping." Uncle Eleazar told us as he, Dad, Mom, and Aunt Carmen entered the game room.

"Who is in charge?" Edward asked. "Me right?"

"No you moron, me! I'm the oldest." Emmett disagreed.

"You're NOT older than me!" Edward disagreed.

"Not this again." I groaned.

"I am older than you." Emmett argued.

"Are not!" Edward yelled.

"Am too!" Emmett yelled back.

"Boys!" Mom snapped.

'No one is in charge. You are all going to behave and not do anything you wouldn't do if we were here." Dad told us.

"All of you are going to be on your best behavior. I don't want any broken furniture or windows, or walls, or any detached limbs." Aunt Carmen told us, one hand on her hip, her other pointing a finger at each of us.

"We'll be good Mom!" Tanya promised, all of us nodding in agreement.

"Just keep in mind that Christmas is very close and you don't want to jeopardize having a wonderful first Christmas all together." Dad told us.

With a few more threats, the adults were gone, and it was just the nine of us. "So what should we do now that we don't have to worry about being in trouble?" Garrett asked.

"Garrett, you heard Dad, we'll be in even bigger trouble if we break the rules without them here." Kate sighed.

"Oh come on Kate, live a little." Emmett laughed.

"I agree with Kate, I don't want to be in trouble." Irina nodded.

"Alice, have you seen anything?" Garrett asked.

"Well no but…" Alice tried.

"But nothing, if we aren't going to be caught we might as well live a little." Emmett decided. "Who is up for some ultimate snow wrestling?"

"That sounds a whole lot like a good way to get in trouble." Irina disagreed.

"I'm in!" Garrett decided.

"Why would we want to get all dirty anyway?" Kate asked, wrinkling her nose.

"Well you girls do whatever you want but I think I want to wrestle. Who else is in? Jasper? Edward?" Emmett asked.

"No, I don't think so." Edward disagreed.

"Oh come on dude, seriously live a little." Emmett joked.

"It could be fun." Jasper shrugged.

"Ugh, fine but no cheating." Edward agreed.

"You're the one who cheats anyway." Emmett shrugged.

"I do not cheat. I can't help if I hear what you're planning before you have the chance to do it." Edward shrugged.

"Are you girls sure you don't want to join us?" Garrett asked.

"I guess it could be fun." Kate sighed.

"Anyone else?" Emmett asked.

"Let's make it a tournament. Girls versus boys." Alice decided with a satisfied grin.

"That's not fair. That's five against four." Garrett disagreed.

"I'll sit out and keep score." Tanya offered.

And so somehow, I was dragged into a wrestling tournament. There was a bracket and everything, the first match was Alice against Emmett. It was probably one of the most entertaining things I had ever watched. Tiny Alice against a much larger Emmett but Alice somehow managed to win which made everything even more entertaining.

The next match was me against Garrett, which I easily won, and then Kate against Edward, which Edward won, and Jasper against Irina, which Jasper won. And so the matches went on, and eventually it was time for the last match. It was me against Edward and the tie-breaking match. Whoever won, won for their team.

"What, are you afraid Doll Face?" He smirked.

I didn't even really react, not in the way I'm sure he was expecting. He was trying to make me angry but instead I just began to walk away, trying to get away from him.

"Oh Doll Face, I guess you are afraid." Edward laughed.

"You're an Asshole." I told him.

"Don't call me that." He told me, grabbing my arm.

"Then don't call me what you called me!" I snapped, snatching my arm away from him harshly.

"What's the big deal about him calling you Doll Face?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah, what's the big deal Doll Face?" Edward asked.

I shoved him after that, fairly hard, and then took off running but he caught me.

"Let me go!" I yelled and for a minute, it wasn't Edward who had a grip on me, it was Royce, and everything flooded right back to me.

I wanted to hit him, bite him, scream at him. But I didn't. I found myself simply sink to the ground as the memories of everything that had happened that day hit me harder than they had in a very long time. I felt a sob rake through my chest.

"Rosalie I…" Edward trailed off. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to…I just wanted to get you mad enough I'd win. I'm so sorry!"

I just wanted to be left alone. I wanted him to go away. I wanted everyone to go away. I wanted to run but I couldn't make my legs do what my brain wanted them to. Apparently this thought reminded me even more of things because soon I wasn't in reality.

I laid on the ground, blood trickling from me. "Is she dead?" One of Royce's friends ask.

"No, I think she can take some more." Royce said with a sick smile. "Let's just enjoy the view for a while."

They were all just staring at me. I was on the ground, no one holding me back, and I knew I should run. I wanted to run. But I couldn't. I couldn't even think about how to run. I could have gotten away.

I could have gotten away. It was my fault. I could have run. I should have run. Why didn't I run?

"Is she okay? I've never seen someone…what's got her so upset?" Tanya asked Edward.

"It's okay Rosalie, Mom and Dad will be home soon." Alice told me softly as she sat on the ground beside me. "We've been out here for nearly four hours and they were set to arrive exactly four hours and thirty three minutes after they left."

"What the hell did you do to her?" Emmett snapped at Edward. After all, Emmett was my best friend. Something about his tone though, it made my body begin shaking against my own accord. I had no control over it.

"You like it, don't you Doll Face?" Royce asked as he pounded his body into mine.

I cried, sobbed was more like it, but I didn't speak. I didn't disagree. It hurt so bad and I just wanted it to stop. Why wouldn't he stop? Why would I like this?

"Stay out of this Emmett!" Edward snapped.

"Why did that upset her so much?" Emmett asked.

"Just leave it!" Edward snapped again.

"I can't even seem to calm her down. I've never had this happen before." I heard Jasper sigh. "It's like she has a huge shield around her, just too strong for me to break."

"What can we do?" Tanya asked nervously.

You can start by getting everyone the hell away from me. That's what I really wanted. "Maybe we should just leave her alone." Edward mumbled.

"That can't be good for her, not while she's like this." Kate disagreed.

"What the hell did you do?" Emmett asked Edward again.

"Seriously Edward, why is she so upset?" Garrett asked nervously.

"Alice, did you see anything like this?" Irina asked gently.

"No, nothing. I just saw the girls winning. That's why you did this isn't it? You couldn't stand to lose?' Alice asked Edward with a slight snarl in her tone.

"I didn't know it would be this bad. She just bit me the last time!" Edward defended himself.

"If she fucking bit you, why the hell did you think she would react well this time?!" Emmett snapped.

That was a first, I had heard "hell" and "damn" from Emmett and even an occasional "shit" but never the f-word.

"Fuck her real good Royce, I bet she likes that." One of Royce's friend chuckled.

"She sure is a good little whore isn't she?" One of the other men asked.

"You sure are Doll Face, such a good little whore. My little whore." Royce told me.

I heard the sound of wrestling, but not playful like we had been, aggressive. Emmett and Edward were in it for real, over me. No one seemed to be trying to stop it either, probably hoping to see Edward get pounded because even if they didn't know why I was like this exactly, they knew Edward had gone too far.

"Boys!" I heard Dad's voice snap right after a car door slammed. That tone, it had me shaking again and I began sobbing once more.

"Don't you dare try and fight this!" One of the men snapped before slapping me so hard across the face I felt dizzy. "You won't win."

"Naughty girls deserve to be punished Doll Face." Royce smirked.

"Let's show her what kind of punishment we have in store." Another man laughed.

"Rosalie?" I heard Mom ask nervously followed by quick steps coming towards me. I began shaking harder, somehow I knew they weren't Royce's but I just felt like they were.

"Your skin is so soft Doll Face. You're so pure, so beautiful. Just like a porcelain doll. I've always had a thing for little girls." Royce told me as his hands ran up and down my body which was shed of all my clothes.

"She sure is a pretty little thing." One of the men agreed.

"I think bruises would make her even prettier." Another added with a hard kick to my side.

"Gentle now, I want her to be conscious enough to feel us." Royce smiled.

"Rosalie?" Mom asked again softly.

"She's been like this for like thirty minutes." Garrett told my mother nervously.

"Is she alright?" I heard Aunt Carmen ask from somewhere close.

"Rosalie, Baby, what happened? Are you hurt?" Mom asked softly as she placed a hand on my back making me completely flinch away.

Large hands were on my back, holding me so Royce and his friends could do as they wished to me without me fighting. I couldn't get away from them.

"Rosalie?" Dad asked, his tone a lot gentler than it had been when I first noticed he was home. "Darling, what's wrong? What hurts?" He asked as I felt hands on my side, trying to roll me over causing me to sob harder.

Royce's hands ran up and down my ribs while one of his friends took their "turn" with me. I sobbed and Royce just kept laughing and rubbing my ribs.

"What happened?" I heard Uncle Eleazar ask everyone around.

"We were playing and Edward called her…well…he called her "Doll Face" and she just hit the ground and then she's been in that condition ever since. That's the whole reason Edward and Emmett were fighting when you got here." I heard Garrett explain. That name again.

"Doll Face, why are you crying? We know you like this. You're just a little whore aren't you? Quit crying, the best whores know how to act and crying isn't one of the ways they act." Royce smiled.

"I see." Mom sighed. "Sweetheart, you're safe. No one is going to hurt you. You're safe here. Daddy and I are right here."

I just tightened my grip on my knees, sobbing even harder and shaking harder. "Dad, I didn't mean to…she thought I was him, actually everything reminds her of him right now. Not even Jasper could calm her down."

"Edward, we've talked about this before have we not?" I heard Dad ask firmly.

"I didn't know she'd do THIS, I thought it would catch her off guard enough I could win but she just…well I don't know." Edward admitted. "Rosalie, I'm so sorry!"

"All of you just go inside okay? Give Rosalie some space. Edward, Emmett, to your rooms until I come up to deal with you." Dad told the group.

"Carlisle, is there anything we can do?" Aunt Carmen asked nervously.

"Edward forced her to relive some of her worst nightmares. I'm afraid I'm not even sure how to soothe her." Dad sighed.

"Rosalie, Baby, come back to us." Mom told me softly.

I wanted to, but part of me felt like when I opened my eyes, I'd be back on the streets of New York. I'd be covered in blood again and looking into Royce's eyes.

"Sweetie, please, let us help you." Dad practically pled.

My sobs picked up but I finally opened my eyes, meeting my mother's golden eyes first, noticing Dad right beside her, Aunt Carmen and Uncle Eleazar a few hundred feet back.

"You're okay Baby, just breathe." Mom told me softly as she practically picked me up and put me in her arms tightly.

"I just…he just…" I sobbed.

"I know, just try and relax." Mom told me as she held me tightly.

"Daddy!" I sobbed.

"It's okay Rosalie, I'm right here." Dad promised as he placed a hand on my back.

"It just felt like…like he was here again. I couldn't stop remembering!" I sobbed.

"I know Baby, I'm so sorry. But he wasn't here, he isn't here. You're safe." Dad promised as he took me from Mom and held me to him.

"It was the most I've remembered. I don't even remember this much on the anniversary of it." I admitted.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked softly.

"I think I could've run. I think for a few moments they were just staring at me. Why didn't I run?" I sobbed.

"Sweetheart, you were so injured when I found you I doubt that after the first few minutes of the attack you were capable of pulling yourself up off the ground, let alone running." He told me. "None of it was your fault, none at all." He told me.

"I remembered more! He wouldn't stop!" I sobbed.

"You're safe now." Dad told me as he held me tighter. "You're safe."

"He said I should like it!" I sobbed. "But I didn't! I swear I didn't!"

"I know you didn't Baby, I know." He told me.

"Why did Edward say it? He knows!" I sobbed.

"I know he does Sweetheart, and I can assure you he will be dealt with." Dad told me gently.

"I just feel so…tired?" I asked confused.

"Let's go lay down okay Baby?" Mom asked me softly.

I nodded a little, that sounded good. Mom picked me up from Dad's arms and I felt her carry me quickly into the house. Mom placed me on the bed and I felt her maneuver me into dry clothes, pajamas. Then she pulled the covers back and let me climb into bed, she climbed in right beside me. Her arm was draped across me, holding me. I felt safe in her arms, like even if I remembered more, it would be okay because Mom was holding me.

I heard Mom begin humming a few Christmas carols softly, in a more lullaby-ish tone than the carols were meant to be. I just let her rub my back as she hummed, holding me close to her, helping me feel secure.

Carlisle POV

I was completely livid with my son. Edward had found himself bent across my lap for the very reason I was about to punish him back when it was just Rosalie and Edward. It was a long time ago but at the same time, I made myself very clear. He was not to push buttons on such serious situations. He knew specifically what calling Rosalie "Doll Face" would do but he did it anyway for something as silly as winning a game.

My son did already feel remorseful for his actions but had Rosalie not reacted in the way she did would he feel remorse? He certainly hadn't felt remorse all those years ago. All those years ago I had made a promise to Edward which was that if he ever used his ability to purposefully harm Rosalie, or any other member of the family emotionally again that he'd find he was bent over my knee with his bottom fully bared and that I'd end with my belt.

I'd never fully bared any of my children, or used my belt. It was something I considered only in severe cases of rule breaking. For instance, if any of my children ever harmed Esme, that would be grounds for it. If they ever intentionally put themselves in danger, or their family in danger, that would be grounds for it. There were few situations that would be grounds for my belt or a bare behind but I had made a promise to Edward that I was sure he wouldn't have forgotten with our perfect memory. This was simply a lesson I wasn't going to repeat with Edward and I wasn't going to break my promise.

I decided to deal with Emmett first, who would only receive the normal twenty for fighting in a non-playful manner. I went up to the room he shared with Jasper and knocked once swiftly before opening the door.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" Emmett told me. "I just was so mad! How could he do something so horrible to Rosalie? I don't know why she got so upset but she obviously did and Rosalie's my best friend she…" My son rambled.

I held up a hand. "Emmett, calm down." I told him. "I'm not going to tell you why Rosalie got so upset. That's her story to tell whom she wishes. I find it admirable that you were willing to stand up for your sister but you know how your mother and I feel about violence."

"I know." He sighed.

"Did you go into the fight with intent to harm your brother?" I asked softly.

"I did but…he just…I'm sorry." Emmett sighed.

"I know you are Bud but you've got to learn to not jump to violence when you're angry. I am proud that you wanted to do what you thought was best to help your sister but you should not have fought with your brother. Had we not arrived when we had, can you honestly tell me someone wouldn't have wound up injured?" I asked.

"No sir." He mumbled.

"There are reasons we have rules in place, and it's not to ruin your fun. We specifically told you to be on your best behavior while there was no authority figure present but did you stay on your best behavior?" I asked.

"No sir." Emmett sighed.

"I assume you realize that you're going to be punished for fighting with Edward?" I asked.

"Can't we just let it slide this time? I mean it was to protect Rosalie." Emmett grumbled.

I had to hide my smile and shook my head a bit. "Unfortunately not. You knew good and well that if you fought with your brother, in a serious way, that I would spank you, did you not?" I asked.

"I did." Emmett grumbled.

"Shall we get this over with?" I asked.

He sighed and nodded so I sat down on his bed and motioned for him to come to me. I gently unfastened his belt and pants and pulled him over my lap.

I spanked Emmett a bit softer than I usually spanked my children. I just didn't have it in me to punish him as harshly as I usually would when he truly did have good intents for fighting his brother. And then I held my oldest in my arms, and allowed him to calm himself before I kissed his forehead.

"I've got to go deal with your brother now." I told him as I stood up. "You're free to go play with your siblings and cousins."

"Do you think Rosalie might like some company?" He asked me.

I sighed and shook my head. "Not right now Buddy, she'll come to you all when she's ready. She's fine right now, she's with your mother."

"Okay." He sighed. "I am sorry for fighting with Edward."

"I know you are." I told him. "Just don't do it again."

We both left his room, Emmett running down the stairs, me, making my way across the hall to Edward's room. I gently knocked and then walked in, finding Edward laying across his bed, in a sort of ball as he held his stomach.

"Dad, I know you're angry but I'm so sorry. I feel terrible about it." Edward told me as he sat up.

I sighed and nodded, sitting beside him on the bed. I was trying to find the right words to begin my lecture. I was livid with Edward but I knew he felt bad and it was a lot to try and handle as a father.

"Do you remember the last time you called Rosalie that name knowing how much it would upset her?" I asked.

"Yeah, you spanked me and told me if I ever…" He trailed off.

"What did I tell you?" I asked.

"That if I ever did that again, used my gift to hurt someone, you'd spank me bare and then finish with your belt." He gulped.

"I just want to start by making sure you understand that you calling Rosalie that specific name is not like calling any of your other siblings or even Rosalie any other names that hurt their feelings. That is a name that you knew would bring up horrible memories of her past. You knew that would hurt her worse than if you called her just a simple mean name but you did it anyway, all so you could win some game." I sighed.

"It was stupid." He told me.

"It was." I agreed. "Edward, I don't even know where to begin with the full lecture." I sighed.

"I'm sorry." He told me.

I nodded and tried to compose myself. "You're going to be receiving two punishments. One for fighting with Emmett and the other for what you did to Rosalie." I told him.

He nodded and looked down. "Emmett did start the fight."

I nodded, understanding but not willing to let up on this. I had my mind made up and he wouldn't change it.

"Once this is done, there will be no further consequences." I began. "You know that by now though."

He nodded and looked away from me, biting his lip nervously.

"Let me just warn you, if you ever do something like this again, with anyone in this family, your punishment will be even more harsh than the one you're going to receive for what you did to Rosalie which will come after the one for the fight." I told him.

"I understand." Edward gulped.

"Alright, let's get started then." I told him.

He nodded and stood up. I gently unfastened his belt and pants and pushed them past his knees before flipping him over my knees, delivering twenty swats at the same force as I had used on Emmett, then pulling Edward to my lap to comfort him a bit before he had the more harsh punishment, harsher than he was probably expecting.

"Unfortunately this isn't over." I told my youngest son after he had calmed down.

"I know." He sniffled.

I moved Edward so he was standing up in front of me and stood up as well, removing my belt and placing it on the bed. Edward stared at it with wide eyes, probably shocked I was actually going through with it. I was shocked myself.

"Edward, son, please lower your boxers." I told him softly.

"Dad, please." He disagreed.

"Son, I made a promise to you and I don't break my promises." I told him firmly.

He nodded and his hands shook as he reached for his boxers. He quickly complied and I had him over my lap again. My smacks on the next thirty were sharper and I'm sure stung quite a bit than the past twenty just based on Edward's cries. But I wouldn't repeat this lesson. I reached for my belt and sighed before bringing it down on my child's backside ten times, causing him to finally break into sobs.

As soon as I finished, I lifted Edward in my arms, not even bothering to fix his clothing as I held him. "I'm sorry!" Edward sobbed.

I nodded and held him close to me. It had been unbearably hard to complete that punishment but I had to get through to him somehow. I just held him, and rocked him a bit in my arms until he finally calmed down. I gently pulled his clothes up and had him stand in front of me.

"Never again Edward." I warned.

"I promise." He agreed.

"Do you want to go down with everyone else?" I offered.

"Can I just stay up here for a bit?" He asked.

I nodded and ran my hand through his hair before putting my belt around my waist again and left the room, heading to Rosalie's room where my wife still held my oldest daughter in her arms, still shaken.

"Oh Sweetheart." I sighed as I made my way over to the bed.

"Daddy." She mumbled.

I sat down beside her, near her stomach and ran a hand through her hair. "You're alright Baby." I whispered.

And I held her, for hours, until finally, my baby didn't feel so broken anymore.