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Week 10-Jan 1
"Bella?" I heard someone hiss.
"What?" I moaned, rolling over. My digital clock read 3:37am.
"Bella, its Rosalie, I need to talk to you."
I sat up and was about to turn on my lamp when she batted my hand away. "I don't want to wake up Alice. Can we go to my room?"
"Sure." I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes then followed Rosalie to her bedroom. I sat down on her bed and looked around the room.
Rosalie's walls were violet, and all of her furniture was clean white. She had a large white canopy bed with a violet duvet. She had clothes thrown all around, and her dresser was covered in makeup.
"What is it Rosalie?" I mumbled, "What on earth could be so important that you had to wake me up at three thirty in the morning?"
She came and sat next to me, and for the first time I noticed her distraught appearance. Her blonde hair was dirty and knotted. Her left cheek was bright pink and her eyes were puffy. She was covered in dirt and scratches and bruises and her clothes were ripped.
"I don't know what to do." She whispered, looking down at her bloody hands.
"Rose, what happened to you? You look like fucking hell."
"I feel like it too Bella." She wiped a tear off her cheek. "Can you keep a secret?"
"Yes..." I said, "Rosalie, what is going on?"
She looked up at me, her big blue eyes filled with tears. "I don't know how to say it." She cried. I had never seen Rosalie so upset, usually she carried herself very well, but right now she was clearly falling apart.
"Just...say it." I told her.
"I think I was..." She couldn't finish her sentence, she was crying too hard. I knew what she meant though. It was obvious. She looked just like I did that night. An emotional train wreck.
"Oh God, Rosalie," I wrapped my arms around her, and she cried into my shoulder. "I am so, so sorry sweetheart."
"Don't tell mom." She cried. "Don't tell anyone."
"Rose, you have to tell someone. You need to get tested, you could have an STD or something. Oh God, Rosalie, you could be pregnant."
"I'm not, I'm not." She sobbed.
"How can you be sure?" I asked her.
"He had a condom on." She whispered. "Bella, I don't know what to do. I feel like shit. I just want to lay down and die."
"You can't do that Rose. Things seem pretty grim right now, but it won't last long. Things will get better."
"You can't be sure!" She wailed.
"Rose, I have been in your shoes before. I know exactly how you feel. But Rose, you need to take a pregnancy test. You can still get pregnant even he is wearing a condom."
A look of shear panic crossed her face. "No, no..." She kept repeating. "I'm not. I'm sure I'm not."
"Rosalie, you need to tell Esme." I moved closer to her and began rubbing her back. "I'll help you."
"No!" She cried, "I'll take the stupid test, but please, Bella, you can't tell mom. I swear, if you tell anyone I'll kill my self. Please!"
"Fine. I won't tell, but I at least deserve to know why I'm keeping this secret."
"She would be so disappointed in me Bella. My whole life mom has always told me to be safe, and to be careful about who I go where with. She told me that people will lie to me just to try and get me to go off with them, but I always thought that what she said didn't apply to me, I thought those things just happened in movies. When I got into middle school she always warned me about parties and boys and stuff, and she always, always said that I should be honest with her, no matter what. I can't tell her about this though, I was so stupid, she would never understand, she would never forgive me." Rosalie was crying so hard I had to listen very carefully just to understand her.
"Will you tell me what happened, Rosie. I won't think anything less of you."
"Well Annabelle and I rode to the party with her brother Zack, and then when we got there we really quickly realized that coming to the party was a mistake because none of the people there wanted anything to do with us, so Annabelle and I went to sit in the backyard. We weren't really sure what to do with ourselves. We each had a beer, but it tasted pretty gross, so Annabelle said she was going to go get us some cokes. While she was gone this boy came and sat next to me. He told me I was the prettiest girl at the party, and asked what a beautiful girl like me was doing sitting alone. I know its really shallow Bella, but he made me feel really good about my self."
"I get it Rose. I fell for that one more then once." I patted her on the back, then told her to keep going,
"We talked, and he seemed like such a nice guy. I don't know what came over me, I thought I was smarter then this. He started playing with my hair, telling me over and over again how nice I looked. When I said that the party was getting too loud and suggested going for a drive around the block all I could think about was the fact that a senior boy liked me! He wanted to talk to me alone! I was so excited Bella, I was just picturing myself telling all the girls at school that I kissed a senior boy. I wasn't thinking. I got in the car. He drove somewhere, then suggested we just talk. I kept thinking he was going to kiss me. Then...he pushed me into the back seat and climbed on top of me. I begged him to stop Bella, a really did. I tried to get him off of me, but it was useless, he kept hitting me. Then he threw me out of the car into the mud, and drove off. I was so stupid." She buried her face in my shoulder and cried.
"You weren't stupid. Boys do that, they make you forget all your common sense."
"You can't tell mom. She's warned me about this my whole life."
"I won't, I won't. Rosalie, can you tell me what his name was?"
She looked at me, horror stricken, "I don't even know." She wailed. "I never asked and he never told me."
"Thats okay Rosie, its ok. Now lets get you cleaned up." I helped her peel off her clothes and we put them in a trash bag then threw them out. I helped her clean her hair and get all of the dirt off of her. She couldn't stop sobbing the whole time.
After her shower she said she still felt dirty. I knew that she didn't mean physically dirty, and I felt really bad for her. I knew from experience that no matter how many times she showered that feeling wouldn't completely go away.
She put on her favorite pajamas and asked me to stay with her for the night. I crawled into bed with her and fell asleep to her quiet sobs.
I woke up at the crack of dawn to find Rosalie sitting in the corner of her room, crying.
"Rosalie, whats the matter baby? Why are you on the floor?" I rolled out of bed and went to sit next to her.
"I couldn't sleep Bella, not a single wink. I'm a mess, I can't let mom see me!"
"Rosalie, its ok. Don't worry about Esme, but try to get some sleep, kay?" I pulled her up and guided her over to her bed. I wanted to stay with her until she fell asleep but my stomach turned, sending me running towards the bathroom.
Once I was done I climbed into the shower and turned the water super warm. I couldn't stop thinking about Rosalie. I knew this was going to be a lot harder for her to get over then it was for me, because this was her first sexual experience, and she didn't even know the guy who raped her.
I'm not sure exactly how I'm supposed to keep this from Carlisle and Esme, and I know that keeping it to myself is the wrong thing to do, but there's no way I can break Rosalie's trust. I'm the only she will talk to, and I don't want her to lose trust in me.
I towel dried my hair and pulled on sweats and a t shirt then walked into Rosalie's room. She was lying on her bed whimpering softly. I climbed in next to her and began humming softly, trying to lull her to sleep. I rubbed her back and sang a soothing tune until her whimpering stopped and her breathing evened out.
"Sweet dreams." I kissed her cheek then climbed out of the bed. Looking at Rosalie in her bed sleeping, her eyes red and her face bruised and puffy made her seem a lot younger then fourteen. I had never seen this side of Rosalie, and as I left the room I prayed it would disappear soon and that I would never have to see it again.
***
New years day was unusually quiet. Emmett and Edward stayed in bed for most of the day, obviously hungover. Alice went skating with some of her friends, Carlisle had to go into the hospital and Esme was sitting in front of a roaring fire reading some book.
I sat on Rosalie's bed with her while she slept, humming to her whenever her dreams turned dark.
I told Esme that Rosalie was exhausted, and wasn't up to eating dinner, so it was just the two of us sitting around the big dining room table.
"Did you have a good time at the party?" I asked, trying to make small talk.
"Yes, I had a lot fun. And you and Alice had a nice evening."
"Mhmm, very." I smiled.
"And Rosalie must have had a lot of fun if shes still sleeping." Esme smiled.
"Yeah, she must of had a blast." I tried my very best to keep any hint of sarcasm out of my voice.
"Thanks for dinner, Esme." I stood up and cleared away the dishes.
I quickly checked in on Rose who was thankfully still sleeping then went into my room. I opened my facebook and updated my status to Bella had quite the eventful new years. I was looking at the pictures from Jessica's party when Edward came and snuck up behind me.
"Edward!" I said, surprised. "You scared me."
"I'm sorry," He smiled his amazing crooked smile, "I have something for you though." He sat down on my bed and told me to come sit next to him. I shut my computer and did as I was told.
He pulled a small wrapped box out of his pocket and handed it to me. "It's a late christmas present." He explained.
"Edward, you didn't have to do that." I looked up at him.
"I know, but I wanted to. Open it." I peeled the wrap off of the box and nearly had a heart attack when I saw that the box contained a necklace with a pink diamond heart on it.
"Edward!" I gasped, "Its beautiful! Can you put it on me?"
He took the necklace and hooked it around my neck. Once it was on I leapt off the bed and went to admire it in the the mirror. "Its so gorgeous Edward!" I gushed. "Thank you so much!"
"I just want you to know how much you mean to me Bells." He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Will you still love me this much when I'm fat?" I wondered out loud.
"I'll love you no matter what." He spun me around and kissed me more passionately then ever before. My fingers ran though his copper hair as our mouths met. We fell back onto my bed and lay there together, just holding one another.
I could have stayed with Edward forever, just holding him and kissing him, but a knock on my door made me jump up. Edward scrambled off of my bed and sat down in my des chair. "Come in!" I called, and Esme walked into the room.
"Bella, Rosalie is asking for you. She won't let anyone else into her room."
"Okay, I'll go see what she needs." I got off of the bed and slid past Esme into the hall, eager to get out of the room before Esme got suspicious.
"Rose?" I asked, knocking on her door. "Its Bella."
"Come in." I heard her reply quietly. I opened her door and walked over to her bed.
"How are you feeling?" I asked her.
"Not good. Look at my face Bella!" She wailed. Her left eye was was slightly bruised, and her cheek was pink. She has a dark bruise on the right side of her jaw, and a cut on her upper lip.
"Its nothing that can't be fixed." I told her. I stood up and walked over to her dresser which was covered in makeup. I grabbed her cover up and a sponge then walked back over to her bed. I gently dabbed the make up over the bruises, then used some blush to pinken her other cheek too. "There," I said, taking a step back, "Good as new."
She stood up and looked at her self in the mirror, "I still look disgusting." She moaned.
"You don't. Now I think you should come downstairs. You can't hide in here forever."
"Wait Bella." She whispered. "I'm ready to take the test."
I knew instantly what she meant. "I don't have one, but I'll take you first thing tomorrow morning." She nodded, then followed me downstairs.
***
The next morning I helped Rosalie re apply her makeup, then we walked down to Chinook Pharmacy. She didn't say anything the whole way there, she just kept biting her fingernails and chewing her bottom lip.
"It'll be okay, Rose." I assured her as we grabbed the home kit and walked to the check out. The girl at the register shook her head slightly as she ran through our item, but I just ignored her. Once I started showing, people were going to be shaking their heads a lot more at me.
When we got home Rosalie took the box and went into the bathroom. I sat outside and waited for her to be done. This whole thing felt way to familiar, and I only hope that Rosalie will have a different outcome then me.
"Bella, its ready."
This is it, I thought as I stood up. I took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom. "On three, we'll look at it." I said, "One...two...three." She flipped the stick, and I felt like singing when I saw the result.
"Thank God." Rosalie breathed. I sighed with relief, thinking that maybe there was some tiny bit of good in the world.
She tossed the negative stick into the trash then we walked into her room.
"Just because I'm not pregnant doesn't make me feel any better about this." She told me as she sat down at her desk.
"I wouldn't expect it to." I replied. "It will however, make it easier for you to get past this."
She looked at my stomach, "I'm really sorry Bella."
"So am I Rose, but it'll be okay."
"Sure doesn't feel like it."
"I know, but time is the only medicine in this case. I think though, that if you talk to someone, it'll make it easier."
"Talk to someone?" She asked, confused.
"Yeah, someone like Laura."
"I don't think so Bella. I wouldn't know what to say." She moved onto her bed, "If its okay with you, I think I want to be alone right now." She told me, crawling under the covers.
"Alright." I said as I stood up and left the room, although it didn't really feel alright leaving Rose alone right now. For some reason I had this feeling in the put of my stomach that she wasn't going to handle this the right way. I shook the thought from my head though. Stress is bad for the baby, I reminded myself. So I took a deep breath and tired to push Rosalie out of my mind.
Be it the right thing or be it the wrong, I couldn't worry too much about her right now. I just have to trust that if she needs me she'll ask.
Rosalie POV
As I lay under the covers I began to think about a way for me to take control over my life again, and it was then, on January second, lying under my duvet, that I came up with my brilliant plan on to regain control of my self.
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