A/N: Thank you guys so much for all your support. As a recovered Anorexic, this story means so much to me. You guys are giving me the inspiration to keep writing chapters. keep it coming! And as a side note - Rosalie gets on with Bella in this story. I love her character and feel shes desperately misunderstood. Thanks again.

Edward had pretended to sulk as Bella left his side and followed Rosalie up to her room.

When they got there, Alice was already stretched out in Rosalie's egg chair. "Should we do nails?" She asked; her eyes lighting up at the thought.

"You and Rose can," Bella said as she pulled herself onto the bed. "I'll sit here and watch."

"Fine with me." Alice said; she was just happy to be able to paint someone's nails.

Bella felt herself going dizzy so decided to lie down on the bed. She didn't need a fainting spell in front of two watchful vampires.

She laid there for a while; listening to Alice and Rosalie talking about fashion and some of the students at school. She was glad that the three of them were finally getting along like sisters and that Rose had warmed up to her over the last few months.

She didn't know what time it was but she was exhausted and struggling to fall asleep. She vaguely thought of moving to Edward's room but was just too tired to do so.

Her breathing was becoming unsettled which was making it hard for her to rest, but she tried to focus on sleep anyway.

Eventually, Rosalie approached the bed and sat down near Bella's head. "Are you not able to sleep?"

It was only then Bella realised Alice had left the room. Bella wondered how long ago she'd left. "No, not really." She mumbled, opening one eye to look at Rose. Bella was definitely a lot closer to Alice than she was Rose, but their relationship seemed to be improving.

"Well, firstly you'll overheat in those jeans and hoodies. I'll get you some shorts and a t-shirt." Rosalie began to stand and Bella swiftly sat up.

"I get cold when I sleep – I'll wear pants and keep my hoodie on." Bella was definitely not going to let anyone see her bruises.

Rosalie sighed and pulled a pair of pants out of her drawer. "At least take one of your hoodies off; you don't need a fever."

Bella complied; hiding behind the wardrobe door so her exposed legs were not seen by Rosalie as she dressed and then curled on her side. She pulled the blanket over her.

Rosalie settled next to her head and began smoothing out Bella's hair. Edward was having time with his brothers wrestling in the garden and Rose knew that Bella often found it difficult to sleep when he wasn't around.

It took Rosalie 15 minutes to sing Bella asleep; which was longer than usual. There was something off about the little human in front of her and she was determined to figure out why.

She took a seat on the sofa opposite her bed and waited for Emmett to join her. She could hear him approaching the landing.

"Hey Rose," He spoke quietly as not to wake Bella. "You okay?" He joined her on the sofa.

"Yeah, Em." She curled into his side and was grateful when he began stroking her hair. "Just a little worried for Bella."

Emmett looked over at Bella's still form on the bed. "She seems okay. Everyone takes very good care of her."

"I know that." Rosalie sighed. "There's just something off."

Emmett and Rosalie spent the rest of the night there; curled up on the sofa. Edward had come in during the early hours of the morning to take Bella to his room but she had clung to Rose's bed. He decided to settle next to her in Rose's room.

Morning came around slowly; Bella continued to sleep as Rosalie, Emmett and Edward talked in the room.

At 6am Edward moved from the bed and threw a brotherly punch to Emmett's arm. "Ready to go hunting again?"

Just before they left the room to get the others, Edward leaned over and kissed Bella on the cheek. "See you soon, beautiful."

Everyone except Esme and Rosalie were due for a hunt so they decided to head up to Alaska whilst Esme and Rosalie babysat Bella for the weekend. Although Edward, Jasper and Emmett were partially fed from the recent trip, they wanted to stock up and let the girls have some time together.

Edward hated leaving Bella behind but he knew once he'd hunted he'd be able to spend a lot more time with her.

"I'll look after her, Ed." Rose assured him. She was still sat in her room with a sleeping Bella but he'd heard her from the doorway.

"You better." He said, only half joking before the cars sped out of the driveway.

Rose stayed settled in her room after they left. She could hear Esme downstairs in the kitchen making Bella some breakfast.

Bella was still completely out of it. She'd told Rose plenty of times that the bed was remarkably comfy. Rose was happy to let her get some rest; she seemed to need it.

It was when Esme alerted Rose that the breakfast was ready that she decided she needed to wake Bella up.

"Bella," Rose approached the bed and gave Bella a gentle shake. "Good morning, sleepy head. Breakfast is ready."

Bella groaned and rolled over to look at Rose. She felt as though she hadn't slept at all. She slowly sat up; making sure to stay sitting a little longer to avoid the dizziness.

She made her way down the stairs, following behind Rosalie cautiously. The smell of eggs was making her feel a little nauseous.

"Thank you so much, Esme." Bella mumbled as she sat at the island. "This looks lovely." The last thing Bella wanted to do was eat the cooked breakfast but she had to have some because Esme and Rosalie were sat with her.

When they were talking, she managed to drop a few bites into her lap and her cup. She also managed to put some bacon in her hoodie pocket. Vampires were observant, but only when they weren't distracted.

Esme was showing Rosalie a home catalogue and was discussing her next renovations.

"I'm just going to take a shower." Bella announced, slowly heading for the stairs. Neither vampire looked up; they were in deep conversation about wallpaper colours.

This was Bella's chance. She made it to the second floor bathroom without falling which was very unlike her. She slid the lock across the door and quietly pushed her fingers towards the back of her throat. She'd practised enough to be able to make as little noise as possible, to which she was thankful.

Her stomach contents came hurting into the pan and she groaned momentarily. The gagging movements had exhausted her immensely. She felt her heart fluttering.

Before she could move, she could hear footsteps.

Rosalie was climbing the stairs rapidly. Bella had locked the bathroom door but there was no sound of the shower like she'd said. Rosalie knocked once and when there was no reply other than heavy breathing, she wedged the door and popped off the lock.

"Bella?" Rosalie's panicked voice barely made any sense to Bella's swirling mind. The bathroom was becoming blurry and her knees were weak.

"Bella, what have you done?" Rosalie's voice was close to her ear now as she wrapped her in her arms and pulled her from the toilet.

Rosalie carried Bella to her room and laid her down on the bed. "Stay with me, Bella, stay with me."

Bella was unconscious by the time Rose got her on the bed; her lifeless body was cold to the touch and drenched in cold sweat. Her pulse was weak and rapid.

"Bella, can you hear me sweetie?" Rosalie wrapped a manicured hand around Bella's wrist; listening to the pulse.

Esme had heard the commotion and was immediately next to Rosalie's side. She had her one ear pressed to the phone. She was calling Carlisle.

Rose laid a hand against Bella's forehead. "Okay, she's burning up. We're going have to take some layers off her."

Esme nodded, "Carlisle says to keep her cool but not to let her get too cold. I'll get a wash cloth from the bathroom."

Rosalie undressed Bella prudently; pulling away the layers she had piled on. Rosalie's hand froze when Bella's long sleeve top was removed. Small purple bruises encased her elbows and forearms and Rosalie found similar bruises on her knees and legs when she removed the pants. "Oh Bella." She murmured, sliding on a pair of Edward's boxers. "What's happened to you?"

Rosalie could barely stand to pull the t-shirt over Bella's head. Bella's bones were as sharp as razor blades and you could see each individual rib move as she breathed. When had Bella lost all this weight?

Rosalie scooped Bella into her arms, wrapped a fluffy comforter around her and sat on the bed. "Bella, wake up." She ran a finger softly down Bella's cheek.

"Carlisle and Edward are on their way back. They'll feed just before they get here. The others will come later on this evening." Esme handed the washcloth over to Rosalie and pressed a hand against Bella's cheek. "Oh Bella,"

"I knew something was up with her." Rosalie shook her head. "I never expected it to be something this serious. But now it makes absolute sense – the tiredness, the bruising, the tension around food, the rushing off to the bathroom and secrecy. I just wish she'd entrusted in one of us so we could have helped her sooner."

"Is it a…?" Esme didn't say the word. Eating disorder. She couldn't bring herself to associate such a deadly disease with a young girl that she adored so much.

Rosalie nodded bleakly. "I think so. I treated a young girl with Anorexia during medical training. It's such a wretched disease – physically and mentally."