OMG I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN SO LONG! I promise I will NEVER make you wait that long again!! I have just been soo busy lately, but things are getting more so back into routine, so I will be writing more often. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I made this chapter long!!
Week 11-Jan 5
Today was the first day back at school, and to say I was less then thrilled would be an understatement. I rolled out of bed and crawled into the shower. Today was one of the days where my morning sickness wasn't as bad. I let the hot water pour over me until Alice started banging on the door.
I wrapped my towel around my head and opened my closet. The whether outside was raining and cold, so I pulled on a pair of jeans and a cashmere sweater. I dried my hair and applied my makeup then went down to the kitchen.
Rosalie was there, sitting at the bar doing the crossword from the newspaper.
"Morning." I smiled as I headed for the fridge.
"Mm." She mumbled, not looking up from the puzzle.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, pouring my self a glass of orange juice.
"I don't think I can go to school today." She whimpered. "I just won't be able to make it."
I went and sat next to her, "Rosalie, I know it's hard, but you need to move on. Trust me, if you got help it would be a lot easier, but you need to keep going with your life."
"I can't." I sniffed.
"Don't cry." I told her, "You're strong. You will be okay."
Rosalie nodded, then wiped her eyes. "You're right. I am strong. I'm taking control of my life." She said the last part under breath, more to her self than to me.
"Atta girl Rose." I patted her on the back then stood up. I grabbed a bagel and popped it in the toaster. "Are you hungry?" I asked over my shoulder.
"Nah, I ate before you came down." Rosalie said.
By the time my bagel was done everyone was in the kitchen. The few minutes before we have to leave is always chaotic. Everybody trying to make breakfast and lunch and pack their bags and be out the door in time.
"Have a good day." Esme kissed me on the cheek, then I followed Emmett and Edward out the car.
I walked into the school and immediately all eyes were on me. "She doesn't look preggers." I heard one girl whisper. "I bet she made the whole thing up for attention." Another girl said. Pfft. Yeah right. If I wanted attention there are so many easier ways then saying that I'm knocked up. So many more ways that don't involve everyone hating me.
I went straight for my locker, trying to ignore everyone. I tuned out the gossip as I grabbed my copy of Julius Caesar and walked into English. I still had ten minutes before class started, but no way was I gonna sit in the hall so everyone could stare at me.
I picked a desk at the back of the class and sat down. I ran my fingers over the heart on my necklace, thinking about lucky I am to have Edward.
"Bella!" I heard someone gasp. I looked up and saw Miss Anderson standing in the doorway, her hand over her heart. "You scared me!"
I hadn't really talked to Miss Anderson much since that day three weeks ago when I had gotten sick in class.
"The secrets out." I said nonchalantly. "I'm officially public enemy number one."
Miss Anderson put her stuff down on her desk then came and sat next to me. "I'm so sorry Bella."
"It's not your fault." I muttered. "So do all the teachers know now too?"
"Teachers hear gossip. We know more then what you guys think." She said, answering my question.
"Mm. Great."
"Things will get better." She told me. I know I said the same thing to Rosalie just a few hours ago, but now it seems so stupid. How will things possibly get better?
The rest of the morning was just as bad. People kept looking at me, and whispering and laughing at me. Finally the lunch bell rang and I got to see Edward. I speed walked to the Cafetiria and quickly spotted Edward. I sat down next to him and he gave me a big hug.
Lately my appetite has been big, so for lunch I had a burger, salad, fries and a milkshake. I scarfed down my food then spent the rest of the hour just sitting next to Edward, enjoying our time together.
Too soon lunch ended and I had to keep going with my day. By the time the final bell rang I was all but ready to quit school and get Esme to home school me. If things are this bad now, I can only imagine how bad they'll be once I get huge.
The only good thing that happened today was the walk Edward and I took at sunset. We walked through the path in the forest behind the house, and he kissed me, telling me to be strong.
The next three days passed similarly. School was hell, except that blissful hour at noon. No one except Emmett and Edward would talk to me. I ate like a pig. And so on and so forth.
Thursday I got a break, finally. I had a Doctor's appointment, and Esme had taken pity on me and gave me the whole day off. I made the most of the day, watching TV, catching up on homework and reveling in the fact that there was no one here to gossip and laugh at me.
The doctor's appointment was pretty standard. They told me everything looked good, and Esme booked me an ultrasound appointment for next week.
Saturday night everyone was out except for Edward, Rosalie and I. Esme and Carlisle were out for dinner. Emmett was at a party. Alice was at a sleepover. and Jasper was out of town for a baseball tournament. I had tried to convince Rosalie to make plans, but she was still not in the mood to be around people, not that I blame her in the least.
"Rosalie?" I knocked on her door. "Rose, I'm coming in." I opened her door, and saw a very sickly Rosalie lying on her bed. "My God Rose, are you alright?" I gasped, running to her side.
"No." She moaned. "I feel like fucking death. Bella, I can't do it. I don't know how you go around everyday like everything is alright."
"I don't Rosalie." I said, "I know that everything is not alright. Not in the least. But I'm not going to waste another second of my life on Kyle. I have more important things to worry about." I placed my hand on my stomach.
"I just can't do it." Rosalie sobbed. "I just want to die."
Rosalie's face was pale white, making her bruises even more prominent. She had to fight to keep her eyes open, and she looked as though at any second she would just croak.
"Rosalie. I'm telling Esme."
"No!" She begged. She was weak though, and couldn't put up much of a fight.
"Rosalie, I'm not blind. Something is going on here." I waved my hands towards her frail body.
"I'm just not feeling great. Let me sleep. Don't tell mom..." Her eyelids closed, and her breathing steadied.
"What are you doing to your self little girl?" I whispered, running my hands through her hair. As I looked at Rosalie lying there on the bed I knew the responsible thing would be to tell Esme. Maybe I wouldn't tell her about the rape, just about the fact that Rosalie looks near death.
Or maybe not. It would destroy Esme. To find out you have two very problemed children? It would be devastating. I sighed and walked out of Rosalie's room. I will help her, I just need to figure out how.
After we'd eaten Edward and I put on an old romance, and cuddled together on the couch.
"I love you." He kissed me. "I love you more." I kissed him back. Soon we were so into it we stopped paying attention to the movie.
When I kiss Edward I feel something I've never felt before. I think it's love. I truly and honestly love Edward, and I think, he loves me back.
The next day I slept in until noon, and woke up to an empty house. Its tradition to go out for pancakes every Sunday morning, but in the note Esme left on the counter, she said she didn't want to wake me. I checked Rose's room, and was surprised to find her bed empty. She must have gone with them.
Not long after I woke up I heard the garage door open. I heard shouting, and quickly recognized Esme and Rosalie's voice.
"I haven't said anything Rosalie, but I won't just sit back anymore. Something is wrong, and I don't understand why you aren't telling me!"
"I'm just not hungry!" She screamed.
"You haven't eaten in almost a week. You won't eat breakfast, you never pack a lunch, yet I don't know where you would get the money to buy lunch, and you don't eat dinner!" Everyone came into the house, and everyone except Rose and Esme were silent.
"I'm just not hungry." Rosalie insisted.
"You look like hell Rosalie! What are you doing to your self?"
"It's my life! I can do whatever I want."
"No you can not!" Esme yelled. "Rose, what are you hiding? I won't be angry. Are you pregnant?" She asked.
"No!" Rosalie shouted, "Nothing is wrong. Just. Leave. Me. Alone." She ran down the hall and up to her room, and we heard a door slam.
I backed out of the room, and went to find Rose. I walked into her room and sat on the edge of her bed. "She's just worried about you Rose."
"She would be so mad if she knew the truth." She sobbed from under her covers.
"You'd be surprised. She loves you, and is worried about you. Let her help."
I stood up and walked downstairs. I was just about to walk into the kitchen when I heard Esme and Carlisle's voiced.
"She's not eating Carlisle, nothing. I'm worried about her. Have you seen her?"
"We'll take her to the doctors. They'll help her. Eating disorders are common among teenage girls. She'll get help." I hears Carlisle assure Esme.
"I just have this feeling that there's more to it..." Esme sighed.
Oh, you have no idea, I thought.
Week 12-January 13
It was Wednesday, and Esme and I were sitting in the waiting room at the hospital. I was going to have my first ultra sound today. I was going to get to see my baby.
Ever since Sunday Rosalie has been even worse. Yeah, she'll eat now at least. Not much, but some. But she is defiantly worse. In the twelve days since New Years' Rosalie has done a complete 180. She used to be loud, and annoying and girly, and now she's dark and depressed, and I just want to help her. I know I need to tell Esme about the party, but I just can't bring my self to break that trust Rosalie has in me.
"Isabella?" A lady in a white lad coat leads us into the room. I lie on the table and pull up my shirt.
"So are you excited?" The tech asks.
"Very." I nod. "Will I get to find out the sex?"
"Not this time." She spreads some jelly on my stomach. "I'd say in about eight weeks."
She turns the screen towards me. "This is your baby." She moves the paddle thing around my stomach, all the while pointing to the screen. "Here's a little head, and a little foot and a little hand, and you can hear her heart beat."
I looked up at the little blob and felt like crying. That was my baby. Thats why I'm going through all of this, for that little thing. For my baby. I looked at Esme and saw that she was crying too. She grabbed my hand and we stared at the screen together.
The tech printed off a picture of my baby, and gave it to me. As soon as I got home I pinned it above my bed. That little face was my inspiration to get up and live my life.
At school Thursday I felt completely different. Sure people still gossiped about me, but now I know that I'm not alone. I have my baby inside of me. I saw it. It's real.
Friday night Esme dropped me off for my appointment with Laura, and for the first time I was actually looking forward to going. I had a lot of stuff I needed to talk to her about.
We spent the first part of the meeting talking about the ultra sound, and my baby. For the past couple of weeks no one has brought up adoption, and I was very grateful for that. Know that I've seen my baby I couldn't be more sure that I want to keep it.
The second part of the meeting was a lot more serious. I told her the one thing that had been on my mind for over two weeks. Rosalie.
"I don't know what to do." I confessed. "She won't eat or anything. I don't know how to help her. I never reacted this way when I was raped."
"Rosalie needs to tell your mother." Laura said, "This is so much bigger then her. She can't deal with it on her own. Even with your help it's still too big. Rosalie is on a dangerous path, and someone needs to intervene before things get to out of hand."
I nodded. What she was saying made sense. I have to tell Esme. I have to.
Esme POV
The house was unusually quiet. All of the kids, even Rosalie, were out. I had finally convinced Rosalie to get out of the house and meet up with some friends, so she and some girls from her school were going to dinner and a movie.
Carlisle and I were sitting on the couch enjoying the quiet. The past month has been stressful for both of us. Rosalie is going through some sort of crisis, but she won't let us help her, and Bella and the baby...everything seems to be piling up.
"I got a profile binder for Bella to look through. Just to see if any families stand out." I said.
"I thought she was against adoption." Carlisle said.
"I just think she needs to at least look into it."
"Why are you so keen on Bella giving the baby away?" Carlisle asked me. "I thought you loved kids."
"Of course I love kids," I told him, "But I also know how having a baby in high school can be tough."
"Oh?" He looked at me curiously, "And how may I ask do you know this?"
"My best friend in high school had her daughter when she was sixteen. It virtually ruined her life."
"Bella won't let that happen."
"Elise said she wouldn't let it happen either. It was inevitable."
"Have some faith Esme."
"I just want the best for Bella."
"Maybe this is the best."
I looked up at him, "Don't be stupid Carlisle, how can this possibly be the best thing for her?"
"I don't know. Just don't force anything on her."
I sighed. "Alright. Speaking of Bella, I need to go pick her up."
Bella was standing in front of the building when I got there, her hood over her head to keep her hair dry.
"How was the meeting?" I asked.
"Very good. But Esme, there is something that you and I need to talk about. I have to tell you something." She sounded very serious, and at the same time very sad.
My heart stopped, what else could possibly be wrong? "Are you alright?" I asked, worried.
"I'm fine. It's not about me. It's something about Rosalie." When she said that I felt like i was going to be sick, I knew something was up, and from Bella's tone I knew It was bad. "Esme, something really bad happened to her."
Hope you liked it!!! PLEASE REVIEW!! If you review I will send you a sneak peak of the next chapter!!
Thanks, Love Alice ^.^
