It had been a few days since Bella's deterioration at the Cullen house.

Everyone was acting as though things were back to normal, except for Rosalie.

Rosalie couldn't settle with the fact that Bella's failing health was a severe stomach bug.

She knew the signs of an eating disorder; she'd even had the symptoms herself as a human.

Rosalie sighed; pulling herself out of her musings. She was stood in the cafeteria food line to keep up appearances. She could see Bella curled into Edward's side; nothing but a diet coke in front of her.

Today, Rosalie had a plan though.

The lunch supervisor handed over the tray of food and Rosalie headed towards her family.

As she sat, she slid the bowl of fries across to Bella.

Bella glanced over quickly; meeting Rosalie's gaze for a second. It was enough though; the panic in Bella's eyes was obvious.

"Who are these for?" Bella asked Rosalie quietly.

"You." Rosalie smiled and popped a chip into her own mouth.

"I'm not hungry." Bella was looking down at the table; her hands fidgeting nervously. "I mean, this stomach bug is making me feel nauseous so I don't really want to eat."

"You still need to eat," Rosalie chided. "Right Edward?"

Edward looked up at Rosalie slowly. He knew where her thoughts were heading and he refused to believe her, but he did admit that Bella needed to eat. "You need to eat, love."

Bella was chewing furiously on her lip. She didn't want to eat but she knew she would need to in order to keep Rosalie's suspicion at bay.

She picked up a small fry and popped it into her mouth. It took all her might to swallow it but she did, and then swiftly took a swig of her diet coke. "Fine."

The rest of lunch hour passed slowly. Bella was forced to eat the side of fries despite not wanting to with all her might. She would have to give it a few minutes before heading to the bathroom.

As the lunch bell run for the start of afternoon period, Bella hurried to the girls restroom situated just outside of her next class. She stood for a few seconds to ensure the coast was Rosalie clear, and then locked herself in a stall.

She took a few deep breaths and then forced her fingers against the gag reflex in the back of her throat.

The fries came tumbling out into the pan along with the diet coke, which burned momentarily.

Bella couldn't help but cough, and as she did she heard the restroom door open.

"Bella," Rosalie called. "Don't pretend it's not you. I can smell you. I'm assuming being sick is the result of the stomach bug right?" Rosalie was not stupid; she knew Bella was purposely throwing up; why couldn't the others see this.

"It is the stomach bug." Bella wiped her mouth a few times and then left the stall. Rosalie was leaning against the sinks; her arms crossed. "That's why I don't want to eat. It makes me feel ill."

Rosalie's eyes narrowed and then she sighed. "You can pretend it's a stomach bug all you want right now; but stomach bugs aren't permanent. What's your next excuse going to be?"

Bella didn't answer. She knew Rosalie was right but she'd think of something; she was smart.

She was about to leave the restroom when Rosalie grabbed her arm and stopped her. "Bella," Her voice was much softer now. "Please be careful. Your heart rate is growing slower."

Bella pretended not to hear, fell from Rosalie's grip and headed to her next class.

Later that evening, Rosalie was sat on the couch in the Cullen living room. Emmett was enclosing her in one of his big bear hugs.

Jasper and Alice were sat on the love-seat reading a book and Esme had just entered from the kitchen. Carlisle was at work, and Edward with Bella at Charlie's.

"I really need to talk to you guys." She murmured carefully.

"What's wrong, Rose?" Esme settled herself next to Rosalie and Emmett.

"I feel like Bella's situation isn't being taken seriously." Rosalie appraised the whole living room with focused eyes. She needed people to take her seriously, because Bella's life was at risk.

"Her stomach bug?" Jasper approached the subject carefully; he knew how Rosalie felt about the subject.

"It's not a stomach bug Jasper." Rosalie couldn't take it anymore. "She threw up her food at lunch. She's fearful around food. She's lost an incredible amount of weight. She's tired, irritable. She's got a weakening heart rate, low body temperature and pale appearance. She's barely eating."

Esme pondered the thought for a few moments and clasped her hands together. "You know, Rose, I think you're right. We need to watch Bella very carefully. The night she had a black out or fit, I was so worried. That didn't seem like a stomach bug."

Rosalie pressed herself into the couch with a sigh of relief. "We need to go get Bella, right now. She's not going to be around much longer."

With that, the Cullen girls headed to Bella's house.