There we go, that was faster =] Hope you enjoy this chapter.

I forgot to do this for the last chapter, but...

Today I realized that I'm not Stephenie Meyer, and I don't own Twilight. FML.

Week 13-January 19

"Esme, something really bad happened to her." I was just about to tell Esme what happened on New Year's Eve when her phone rang.

"Hello?" I watched as the look on her face turned from panic, to terror, to worry. "Oh my God!" She gasped. "We'll be there in ten."

"What is it?" I asked, panicked.

"Rosalie. She passed out at the restaurant, and she still hasn't regained consciousness. Is that what you were trying to tell me sweetheart, that Rosalie isn't eating?"

"Well not--"

She cut me off, "Because I've noticed that. It's so sad that teenage girls feel like they need to starve them selves just so they can feel pretty." Esme sighed. "We're going to get her help though. Thank you for trying to tell me Bella."

Esme sped towards the hospital, and I couldn't find my voice to tell her that she was wrong. That Rosalie not eating was not even close to the bad thing that happened. That the truth was so, so much worse.

We got the hospital and Esme pulled me towards the children's wing. We got to the information desk, "Rosalie Cullen," Esme said, "I'm her mother." The nurse gave us Rosalie's room number and Esme practically sprinted there.

"Rosalie!" She cried running over to where Rose was lying limply in a hospital bed, her face ghostly white. One of Rose's friends was sitting in a chair next to the bed.

"I'm Annabelle." She smiled at me. "You're Bella, right?"

"Mhmm." I nodded. Annabelle. That's the girl who Rose went to the party with.

"I'm not sure what happened, Mrs Cullen." Annabelle turned to Esme. "Rosalie was just sitting there, eating her dry salad, when all of a sudden she said she felt really dizzy, then she just...fainted. She fell back and she wouldn't wake up. We didn't know what to do so we called 911."

"Thanks Annabelle. That was the right thing to do." Esme forced a smile. "And, on a side note, has Rosalie been acting differently lately?"

"Yes!" Annabelle's eyes got wide, "Ever since we got back from the break. She's not so happy anymore. She's a lot darker. She hardly ever talks, and she won't eat, and her face is all pale and stuff. I don't know what happened."

"I do." I said, and Esme turned to look at me. I was about to tell her when a doctor interrupted me. Its as if God doesn't want Esme to know.

"Excuse me, Mrs Cullen," A doctor walked into the room, "I'm Dr. Chase."

"Nice to meet you doctor. I'm Esme, and this is one of my daughter's, Bella."

I smiled. The Doctor turned to Annabelle. "Your mother is waiting in the waiting room for you." She told her.

"Thanks." Annabelle grabbed her purse and walked out of the room. "I hope Rosalie is alright." She called.

Dr Chase shut the door and asked us to sit down. "So Mrs Cullen, we've done a full examination of Rosalie, and there are a few things that stood out. Firstly, your daughter is severely malnourished. It looks like she hasn't eaten anything in weeks."

"I know. We discovered that Rosalie hasn't been eating a few days ago. We are in the process of starting her in treatment."

"Secondly, do you know if Rosalie was ever sexually abused?"

"No!" Esme said, "Of course not. Why would you even think that?"

"It appears as though Rosalie was attacked. She has scars and bruising, which leads me to believe that Rosalie was attacked, and recently too."

"You must be wrong!" Esme insisted.

"I'm so sorry Mrs Cullen." Dr Chase stood up, "Rosalie will make a full recovery though. Just as long as she gets the help that she needs, she will get better."

"Oh my God." Esme sobbed. "What did our family do to deserve this?"

"Esme I'm really sorry. I wanted to tell you sooner,"

"You knew?" She asked, looking up.

"I was trying to tell you, but I kept on getting interrupted." I told her.

"Oh Bella, what am I going to do? I don't understand why this is happening to our family. I don't understand why Rose didn't tell me."

"She thought you would be disappointed in her." I explained.

"Oh Rosalie," Esme sobbed, "Baby girl I am so sorry."

Soon after Dr Chase left, Carlisle came in. "Did you hear?" Esme sobbed.

Carlisle nodded grimly. "Who would do that to our little girl?" Esme cried even harder, burying her face in Carlisle's neck.

"We're going to get her the best help we possibly can." Carlisle assured her. I felt awkward just sitting there, watching them cry.

Luckily it was at that moment that Alice rushed into the room, followed by Emmett Jasper and Edward.

"Is she alright?" Edward asked.

"She will be." Carlisle answered.

It was also at that moment that Rosalie's eyes fluttered, and she started to wake up. The nurses rushed over to her, and made sure that everything was alright.

"Rosalie, sweetheart it's mom, I'm here." Esme grabbed Rosalie's pale hand.

The nurses ushered us out of the room, and the five of us sat in the waiting room. "Whats going to happen to her?" Alice asked. Nobody answered. "Bella?" She turned to me. "Whats going to happen to her?"

Alice's face was so full of worry, and I wanted nothing more then to tell her that everything would be alright, but I didn't know that. At this exact is seemed like nothing would be alright.

"I'm not sure Alice. We just need to hang tight."

At around midnight Carlisle took us home, leaving Esme to stay with Rosalie. Carlisle looked very distraught, and it made me sick that such bad things had to happen to this amazingly good family.

None of us could sleep, so we all piled into Alice's and my room. We sat there silently, all thinking about Rosalie. When we had gotten home Carlisle told us that Rosalie had been raped, but they didn't know who did it.

Alice was the most shaken up by it. "It happened to you and to Rosalie!" She sobbed, "What if it happens to me? I don't want to be like Rosalie. I don't want to look like that."

All of us held Alice tight, promising that if anyone wanted to hurt her they would have to get through all of us first.

None of us really slept for more then an hour or so Friday night, and Saturday I felt like hell. I just wanted to sleep. I know that the baby wanted that too, but all I could think about was Rosalie. Carlisle went back to the hospital to be with Rose and Esme, and the rest of us stayed at home.

Monday none of us had to go to school. We all stayed home, silently going about our own business. Tuesday night Rosalie finally returned home. Esme and Carlisle asked us to meet in the dining for a family meeting. Rosalie looked a bit better, although I knew she was miles away from being okay.

"The past few months have been extremely difficult for this family. We have had to go through some unimaginably hard things, but you guys have all been very strong. Your mother and I love you all very much, and we always have your best interests in heart. That is why over the next several months some changes will occur." Carlisle told us.

"Rosalie will be spending the next six to eight weeks in Seattle, at a school where she will be around girls who have gone through the same thing she has. She will receive the best care, and we really think that it will help her.

"When Rosalie returns in the middle of March, we have decided that our family will move. We have bought a house in Seattle, so we won't be moving too far away. Everyone will return to public school, except for Bella." When I heard him say that my head shot up. "Bella, we found a high school for teen mothers, and we thought you might be interested in that. They have a free daycare, so you can bring the baby, and you can still finish high school. Of course, you can enroll in the local public school, if you'd rather."

I nodded. A school full of girls like me. That sounds nice. No more gossiping, or laughing. And a free place for the baby to stay.

"So Rosalie's leaving?" Alice asked.

Esme nodded. "Only for a short while." She promised, "Its for the best. This will be the best way for her to get the help that she needs."

"Will I be switching doctors then?" I asked.

"You would have to anyway. You can't see your family doctor the whole time, so once we get to Seattle you'll start seeing an OB/GYN."

I nodded, then looked at Rosalie. Her skin was still white, and she still looked sick, but she looked fuller. You could tell she had been eating. "I'm so sorry Rose." I said.

"Its not your fault. I'm sorry we all have to move because of me." She looked down.

"Nonsense." Emmett spoke up, "I'm excited to move. Seattle! What a huge city! It's going to be so much fun." I could tell he was just putting on an act, but the gesture was nice.

None of us went back to school that week. We all stayed with Rosalie, trying to help her pack, and telling her that we would see her soon.

Saturday morning rolled around, and Carlisle and Esme packed Rosalie's stuff into the car, and after a long, tearful goodbye, the three of them left.

"It'll be okay." Emmett said, "This is for the best. This is going to help Rosalie."

Week 14-January 26

Monday morning we had to go back to school. I started my morning off with my normal sprint to the bathroom. The past week has been so crazy that I haven't had much time to think about me, or the baby. Everything has been about Rosalie.

In fact, up until this morning I had almost completely forgotten about the baby. It wasn't until I pulled on my jeans, and discovered that I was too fat to button them up that I was reminded that I was having a baby. I ran over to the mirror and examined my profile. From the front I didn't look different, but when I turned to the side there was a very obvious baby bump.

How had I not noticed this? Of course it didn't just pop up overnight. Have I really been that preoccupied for the past week and a half that I haven't noticed my self getting fatter? I guess it's because I've been wearing sweats a lot lately. I sighed, and pulled off my jeans. I looked in my closet until I found the jeans I had gotten for christmas, the ones with the elastic in the front. I sighed, and pulled them on.

I got dressed in my jeans and a long sleeved shirt, then went back over to the mirror. The bump was small, but it was definitely there. I grabbed my bag then went down to the kitchen.

Edward was the only one there. I came up behind him and gave him a kiss. "I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever." I told him.

"I know." He agreed.

"Hey," I backed up, "Have you noticed me getting fatter over the past week?"

Edward laughed, "It hasn't just been the past week, Bells. Its been the past couple of weeks. You've slowly been getting bigger for a while now."

"Am I the only one who hasn't noticed?" I stomped my foot.

"You've been preoccupied. Its understandable." Edward placed his hands on my baby bump. "Theres a baby in there." He told me.

"Thanks captan obvious, I never would have figured that one out." I laughed.

I walked into school, and everything was the same. I hadn't been at school for a week, and I guess I've changed in that time. When I left you couldn't really see my stomach, but now its right there for everyone to stare at.

Only two more months, I reminded my self, then you can go to a school where pregnancy is normal.

In english Angela came and sat next to me. "So you're talking to me now?" I couldn't help but me annoyed at her.

"Listen, Bella, I'm really sorry for the way I've been treating you. I feel awful. I honestly do. I know that what your going through is very tough, and if I were in your shoes I'd want a friend."

I couldn't helped but be a little bit touched. "Thats really sweet Angela. You don't have to do that though."

"I want to." She told me, smiling widely.

Having Angela on my side made everything look less intimidating. Now not only did I have my baby on my side, but I also had Angela. Maybe getting through the next two months wouldn't be as bad as I thought.

Tuesday night I had another meeting with Laura. I filled her in on everything that has happened in the past two weeks, which now, as I re-tell it all, I realize is a lot. I tell Laura that I'm moving, and that I'm actually really looking forward to it.

"I'm going to a school for teen moms." I inform her.

"So you are for sure keeping the baby?" She asks.

"I guess so." I nod. "I mean, I don't see why not."

"Thats very brave of you. Not many girls would be willing to give everything up when they are only fifteen."

"What do you mean?" I ask, confused.

"No more parties, no more dating, you can't just go out on a whim, you will always have to put this baby before your self. Its not going to be easy."

I could feel all of the color drain from my face. What was I getting my self into? I'm only fifteen, I'm not ready to give everything up.

"Oh." I nod. "Yeah."

That night I lay under my covers thinking about what Laura said. Maybe keeping this baby wasn't the smartest thing to do. Maybe looking into adoption wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Was I being selfish keeping this child? I mean, just look at my family. Every single one of my siblings were adopted, and look at what an amazing home they got. Maybe I was just a fluke. Maybe if I picked a family, then my baby would get an amazing life.

I spent the next couple of days looking into adoption, but by Friday I knew I couldn't do it. I couldn't just hand this baby over. I loved it too much.

I sat down with Esme and explained this all to her. "I know you want what's best for me, and I've looked into adoption. I've thought long and hard about it, and I just don't think I could do it. Maybe if circumstances were different I could, but after everything I've been though I'm just not a strong enough person. I hope you can understand that, Esme. I did think about it though. A lot."

"Thats all I was asking." She wrapped her arms around me, "And I'm glad you came to a decision that works for you. I was wrong to have pushed the adoption thing on you. It wasn't fair of me. I'm so sorry. I will help you though with your baby. Carlisle and I, and the rest of the family will be there for you every step of the way."

"Thanks." I smiled. "I love you."

"Love you too." She held me tight.

"And I love you too." I looked down at my expanding stomach. "I love you so much."

Thanks for reading =] I'm not sure about anyone else, but I was getting annoyed with the whole adoption debate, so I finally ended it once and for all. The next chapter will cover a longer period of time, as well as we will hear from Rosalie at her new school ! As always, please review, I will send you a sneek peek of the next chapter!!