Important! While this is based on my life and the events that have taken place involving me, this is a Fanfiction and there will be fiction in the story. Enjoy!
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The thought makes me roll my eyes at myself. I'm sure that if Edward could read minds, he would get a kick out of mine. Nothing seems to make sense up there anymore, since I agreed to be Edward's friend. Maybe he's some kind of voodoo witch, or something, and he's messing with my mind?
Yeah, the tablets are getting to me; either that, or years of living with Renee for a mother.
I shift into a more comfortable position, my head against the back of the couch, and I listen to Edward, Jasper, and Alice talk. Their voices lull me towards sleep, but I try to fight it. My eyelids are fluttering, trying to find sleep, but I fight back as hard as I can. Almost sensing my battle, Edward tugs on my hand a little, making me look at him.
"Night, Bella." He smirks and I smile back.
"I'm not tired," I slur, feeling stupid as soon as I speak. Alice giggles and Jasper snorts at me.
"Go to sleep." Edward moves over to me and puts his arm around my shoulders. Without thinking, I snuggle into his side; my head going to his shoulder. I'm surrounded by Edward and sleep quickly overtakes me.
Chapter twenty-seven.
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"Come on, Isabella, you'll be late for school." Renee sighs, running her hand through my hair gently. I want to tell her to go away and leave me alone, but I know I can't. If I do, she will go into 'strict mom' mode and demand that I get out of bed, 'or else'. I know she won't ever be able to physically get me out of the bed, but the threat is enough on most days. Today, however, I think I would rather have her threat than go to school.
"I hurt," I whine, burying my head deeper into the pillow. It has been a week since the incident with Rosalie, and I'm still in a lot of pain with my ribs. I know it won't be long until they heal, but I don't want to go back to school. Alice has already informed me that everyone knows what really happened and they all know I was never hit by a car. Just the thought of walking through the gate, with everyone's eyes on me, makes me want to throw up.
"I know you do. That's why you are going to have lots of lovely pain killers before you leave," she sings out and stands up from the bed, ripping the blanket off of me. I have never been more thankful I don't sleep naked. With a sigh, I slowly sit up in the bed and gingerly stretch my arms over my head before looking at the clock. I have just over an hour to get ready; I have plenty of time.
I shower and dress then put my wet hair up in a ponytail. It will probably still be wet at school, but a glance out the window tells me that it's raining, so it would get wet anyway. I meet Renee in the kitchen and she has a bowl of corn flakeson the table waiting for me. I smile and quickly eat, knowing I need to leave a little early to get to school on time. My ribs don't let me breathe very well still and I normally walk quite fast to school. So, I have to walk slower and take extra time getting there. I'll take an umbrella.
I thank my mother again for breakfast as I put the bowl in the sink, making her roll her eyes. She'll wash it up for me. I put on my boots and coat before opening the door, checking to see if the rain had stopped any. As soon as the door is open, I can see the silver car at the end of the driveway and the person sitting in the front seat. I smile to myself and call out a goodbye to Renee before walking to the car.
The door pops open from the inside and I smile at Edward as I climb in.
"Good morning." His smile is slightly crooked, and I feel blood heat my cheeks.
"Hi,." I greet back, putting on the seat belt as he pulls away from the curb. The ride to school is quiet; the patter of the rain and the soft hum of his radio are the only sounds. It isn't an uncomfortable silence, it's nice. I never thought I would get close enough to anyone where words aren't needed. I don't even have that kind of friendship with Alice and I never thought I would with Edward. I'm glad I do.
We pull up to the school; I can feel my palms getting sweaty and my heart speeding up. I don't want to be here. If I ask Edward, would he take me away from here? Just skip school for the day with me? I doubt it very much, but I could ask anyway…
As if sensing my hesitation, Edward turns off the car and takes the keys out of the ignition. Next, he takes my hand in the both of his and I just hope he can't feel how clammy they are. If he does feel it, he doesn't let on that he can. He captures my eyes with his and offers me a small smile. Somehow, it makes everything seem okay, if only for a second.
"Today is going to be fine. If you need anything, you come and find me. Okay?" I nod pathetically at him. "If anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way, I will sort it out."
"Promise?" I whisper. I can already feel eyes on Edward and me as we sit in the car.
"I promise." And his crooked smile makes me believe him even more. I nod slightly and he lets go of my hand before climbing out the car. I don't make a move, just sitting still, hoping I can stay here for the rest of the day. I'm at school, so it isn't like I'm skipping or anything.
The door opens and I turn my head to see Edward's hand extend out to me. With a deep breath, I take it and slowly get out the car. Everyone's eyes go to me and I whimper silently. I really wish I had said yes to Alice now when she offered her cover-up to me. I know my face is a display of cuts and colors right now, and everyone within seeing distance can clearly see it all. I want to go home.
"It will be okay. Just ignore them all," he whispers in my ear, his breath fanning across the skin of my neck. I shiver. Alice and Jasper walk over to us with big smiles on their faces. I greet them both and listen to the conversation they have with Edward, trying not to look at any of the people watching me.
All four of us freeze when a large Jeep pulls into the parking lot, loud music screaming out of the windows. My heart stops then picks up double time as the music stops and all of the doors open. Tanya, Jessica, Lauren, Emmett, and eventually, Rosalie, all get out the car. I can see them all scanning the lot and when Rosalie's eyes land on me, she narrows them, making her entourage follow her gaze to me.
"She can't do anything to you. Don't worry," Edward whispers, his hand slowly sliding into my mine. All four of the girls start to walk over to our small group, and it's like a really cheesy chick flick. I can just imagine them all walking in slow motion, flipping their hair over their shoulders as some girly song plays quietly in the background. I would roll my eyes if I wasn't so nervous. I hate not knowing what is going to happen.
They all eventually stand in front of us, Rosalie in the front with the others flanking her. Even Emmett stands in the background, looking between me and Rosalie, as if debating with himself. I want to laugh at him. It's a bit late to choose sides now, Emmett.
"First Edward, now daddy," Rosalie hisses at me, shaking her head in disgust. I frown in confusion, what is she talking about?
"What?" I breathe, completely confused.
"You. Running to people to stick up for you. You're pathetic." She laughs, shaking her head. The other three girls join in with her, laughing far too loudly and obnoxiously. I smirk to myself internally. Do they know they look completely stupid right now?
What would she do if she found out I wasn't that the one who told Charlie? What would she do if she found out that Emmett actually told Charlie, and I just confirmed it? She's fine with doing things when she wants, but she can't handle the consequences. I want to tell her it was actually Emmett who blew her in, but I don't know how she would react to that. On second thought, I think I will tell her; give her a taste of her own medicine. Emmett looks at the ground, a guilty expression on his face.
"Actually, Rosalie. I didn't tell Charlie," I tell her after she has stopped laughing and I'm quite surprised at the strength in my voice. She smirks at me disbelievingly. I see Emmett's head pop up and I look at him. His eyes are pleading with me not to tell her and I almost feel bad for my brother. Almost.
"Oh, yeah? Then who did?" She chuckles. I can now see the panic in Emmett's eyes as he shakes his head, begging silently still. Is Emmett afraid of Rosalie? What could she have possibly done to make him so frightened of her?
"Emmett," I say simply. I don't know where all of this confidence has come from all of a sudden and with a quick glance at Edward, Alice, and Jasper, they don't seem to know either. I would almost be proud of myself if I wasn't so nervous about Rosalie's reaction.
"Liar," she hisses. I shake my head.
"If you don't believe me, ask him yourself." I shrug and feel Edward's hand squeeze mine. I squeeze back, but don't take my eyes off of Rosalie. I don't want to be unprepared if she chooses to attack.
I look back at her to see a murderous look on her face. Only, it isn't pointed at me, it's pointed at my brother who is looking at the ground again, obviously giving himself away. Her hands are in fists by her sides and all of her friends have even taken a step away from her.
"Tell me she is lying," Rosalie whispers, but her voice is icy cold. Emmett doesn't say anything and she walks over to him, grabbing his shirt. "I said tell me she's fucking lying!" she yells and everyone that wasn't already watching this turns and looks over at the display.
Emmett shakes his head sadly and Rosalie screams out once in frustration. I can see the pain in Emmett's eyes as he looks at her, but I can't find it in me to care. I love my brother dearly. Well, I love the person my brother used to be. This person isn't the Emmett I know, and he hasn't been since that night. I shiver thinking back on it.
"I thought you loved me!" Rosalie cries and I look over to see hurt on her beautiful, ice cold face. Her eyes are filled with tears and my head swims with confusion? Why is she so upset by it? She hasn't done anything before that could put her in prison, if that's what she's worrying about.
"I do love you," Emmett says as a tear slides down his cheek. My heart clenches. I caused them both pain and they are both showing it right now. I can see that Emmett wants to hold Rosalie and comfort her as she begins to cry, her tears taking her mascara down her flawless face.
"Then why would you do this to me?" she hisses and lets go of his shirt before shoving him back by his chest. The anger coming from her is scary and I can't help but think back to when I was on the receiving end of it. "You are such a fuck-up, Emmett! Why would you do this? Why would you tell anyone I roughed up your fat sister a bit? You don't even talk to her! Do you know what your problem is? You can't handle me, and that frightens you," she hisses, her words like knives. Glancing at Emmett, I can see the anger slowly building up in him.
"If you really loved me, you would tell the chief of police that I wasn't responsible for what happened to that." She points in my direction and I feel Edward squeeze my hand again. Looking up at his face, I can see he is tensed, as if he would lash out if I wasn't with him. "You are a coward, Emmett and you can't handle a real woman." She shoves his chest again and I can't help but think how teachers don't see things like this. I mean, nearly all of Forks High is crowded around us and they haven't come out to see what is going on.
"I do love you, Rosalie, and before you say anything, I do know how to handle a real woman. What you have been doing to my sister is disgusting and I don't know why I still love you. You broke her fucking ribs, Rosalie. Who does that?" Emmett starts and Rosalie folds her hands over her chest. "You mean everything to me and you know that."
"Do I? Do I really, Emmett? Since..." She pauses, looking at the ground and takes a deep breath. "Since that happened, you have been distant and I hate it." Her eyes look up at him again, silently telling him something. He ignores her and carries on.
"Of course I've been distant from you, Rosalie. You killed my fucking baby!" he screams at her as her hand makes impact with his face. I freeze, the blood pounding in my ears. What? Rosalie was pregnant? Did she have an abortion? Why didn't Emmett tell us, or at least Mom and Dad, that he was going to be a dad? Did he know before the baby died that she was pregnant? When did this even happen? I was going to be an aunty? Tears fill my eyes and spill over.
"That was not my fault and you know it!" Both of them are red faced and screaming now, absolutely seething at each other. Although they are angry, they are both hurting. The pain, so raw on their faces, makes everything I have been through seem like a walk in the park.
"How was it not your fault? Did someone else force the drugs into your system? Hmm? Did they pin you down and make you watch as they injected the heroin into your body?" Rosalie lets out a sob and I can see that Emmett knows he went too far by the look on his face.
"I didn't think it would hurt it," she whispers, her hands going to her stomach as if she would feel the baby still in there. My heart goes out to her. She seems so lost and scared right now. Mascara is running down her face and her hair is going flat and frizzy from the rain. Everything about her right now is broken. She has never seemed so much like me before. "My poor baby." Her hands caress her flat stomach as everyone around slowly leaves. They have obviously had enough and the bell should be ringing soon anyway.
"I know, Rosie," Emmett whispers and takes her into his arms. She lets him and they cry together for a minute before Emmett picks her up and takes her back to his Jeep. They get in and drive off, leaving us four all gob smacked.
Nobody says anything for a while, just silently standing in the rain. How is it that nobody knew she was pregnant? How did she allow herself to get pregnant? When did she find out she was pregnant anyway? When did she even lose the baby? She hasn't missed any school and hasn't been any more careful about herself. She has still been smoking and partying as far as I know, and Alice would have told me if she was skipping parties and things.
"Did you know about this, Bella?" Edward asks and I shake my head, slowly turning to look at them.
"No, none of it," I mutter, still in shock. I could have been an aunty. They all nod in acceptance and we make our way into the school, hearing the warning bell as we enter the halls. My morning goes by quickly, my mind still wrapped around what happened earlier. I don't even know where they went and if they are okay. I'm sure they are, Rosalie and Emmett have always seemed to have a great relationship. Well, I suppose something like this could damage that.
At lunch time, I am still quiet; shaken by it all as I sit with Edward and Jasper. Alice has some drama club rehearsal, so she won't be spending lunch with us today. They let me be and talk between themselves and I am grateful for it. I know that what has happened to Rosalie is no reason for her to be that horrible to me, but I can understand why she is so cold if she has had a miscarriage.
People everywhere know how good with kids Rosalie is. Even I know. They seem to warm her frozen heart and she turns into a different person. I saw her with a small child at the park once. I think it was her niece, and she was smiling and running after the small girl. She even smiled slightly at me as I passed with Alice. And from what I have heard from Alice, Edward, and Jasper, being a parent has always been her dream. To have her dream and then have it ripped away from her can't be easy for her to handle. I never thought I would, but I pity her.
"Has anyone bothered you today?" Edward asks me, taking my hand in his. I look down at our interlocked fingers and shake my head, offering a small smile. Nobody has said anything to me - no whispers, no looks, nothing. Today, I have felt like a normal teenager and I have loved it. Well, I would have if I hadn't been so caught up in my thoughts about Rosalie and what could have been my niece or nephew. I would have spoiled them. Well, if Rosalie and Emmett would have let me near the baby, that is. They could be worried about them catching my fat.
The rest of the day passes just as fast as the first half and I soon find myself outside my house, sitting in Edward's car. He has both of my hands in his and he is rubbing circles on my wrists. He has already said goodbye and I have said it back, but I haven't made a move to get out of the car and he hasn't let go of my hands for me to even be able to. I like sitting here with Edward. It's relaxing.
"Can I pick you up for school tomorrow?" he asks and I giggle slightly. "What?" I blush and smile at his cute confused face.
"Tomorrow is Saturday." He smiles back at me and rolls his eyes at himself.
"I knew that. I was just testing you," he teases and I laugh, which makes him join in. When he sobers up, he starts rubbing his circles again. "Then, can I see you tomorrow?" His voice is serious again as he asks. I bite my bottom lip and look down at our hands before looking back at him from under my lashes.
"I think I'd like that," I admit, feeling my cheeks tint pink. He sucks in a breath and then smiles widely.
"Thank you." His voice is just a breath as he leans over, his face really close to mine. I freeze, unsure of what he is going to do. As he sees the hesitation in my eyes, his lips go to my cheek and he leaves a lingering kiss there before letting go of my hands.
"Bye, Bella." He smirks and I just sit there, stunned at what just happened. I blindly reach for the door and open it.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," I say as I shut the door behind me.
Anyone expect that? Rosalie was pregnant? That wasn't going to be in the story originally, but what I was writing this chapter, it just kind of happened. Please don't hate me too much, but there had to be a reason for Rosalie to be such a bitch.
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