Chapter 17: Too Much To Handle

Nessie's POV

Never in my life had I been at a complete loss for words before. The words had literally gotten strangled in my throat and stuck there.

My mind was a chaotic mess. Trying to process everything that my aunt had just said.

She hugged me again and held me close.

"It's okay Nessie. It's okay" she whispered.

"But how?" I managed to ask when I untangled my throat. "I mean, he was a respectable man"

She snorted. "Respectable? He was anything but respectable. Yes he put on a great act. He appeared to be this decent man that cared about people but that was far from the truth. He showed his true colors that night. But oh boy was he got at acting. Had everyone fooled. Everyone fell for his charming gentlemanly act. It seems your family fell for it to and never discovered the truth. I'm very saddened that his own family didn't even get the chance to discover what a truly vile monster that he was"

"But my grandfather, his son, is so different. He believes that all women should be respected. Equality for all he says"

"Well I am so happy that your grandfather turned out way differently then his father was. I'm sure it helps that he didn't have his father around as a role model" Rosalie said.

"So you really killed him?" I asked her.

"Yes" she answered.

I found it extremely hard to believe that my aunt was capable of killing anyone. Not that I blamed my aunt. If I could kill my rapists I probably would to. That's why I'm so mad at Alice for keeping that secret from everyone. She knew and she did nothing to stop me from getting raped.

Thinking of my favorite aunt's treachery made me start to cry again. It hurt so much that she valued the lives of those men more then she valued me.

"Nessie it's okay. Why are you crying? Are you scared of me now? I didn't mean to scare you" my aunt gave me a concerned look now.

"No. No it's not you. It's aunt Alice. I know what she did and it really hurts. She knew what was going to happen to me and she did nothing. Absolutely nothing. She basically allowed those men to hurt me. She chose them over me" I cried.

I could feel my aunt stiffen in response to what I said.

"What she did was wrong. No one in the family agrees with what she did Nessie be assured of that. Even Carlisle is upset with her and he never gets upset about anything"

The words 'Carlisle' and 'angry' in the same sentence even sounded weird. He was always so gentle, loving, and genuinely cared about everyone that he met. Compassionate doesn't even begin to describe my grandfather. So the fact that he is actually angry at my aunt shocked me.

"Nessie I just wanted you to know that if you ever need me you can come to me. I understand what you're going through and I want to help you. I had no one to talk to about these things in the beginning and I wish I had. Just whenever you feel like talking just let me know"

"It's not just what I'm going through" I took a deep breath. With everything that had been happening to me and my family lately I felt extremely overwhelmed and I had no idea what to do about it.

"Tell me Nessie. Trust me you will feel a lot better once you let it out" she urged me.

"I'm not sure if you know this but my brother is sick with terminal cancer. I'm always terrified that one day things are going to take a turn for the worst and I'm going to lose him. I'm so scared. I love him and I want him to get better. Then there is my sister. A few nights ago I got up to use the bathroom and I heard her crying. When I walked in I realized that she was about to attempt suicide. I stopped her but she told me that it wasn't the first time that she had tried. She also admitted to me that she was addicted to cocaine. It's all because she is having a really difficult time adjusting to our parent's death, much like all of us. She is just having the hardest time. I just don't know what to do. I feel like we're all just headed for disaster or something" at the end of my spiel I started to cry even more.

My aunt just hugged me and held me in a tight but comforting embrace.

"It's okay Nessie. It's okay. Just let it out" she whispered. "Have you told anyone else about this?"

I sighed. I still hadn't told my grandfather and I know that I needed to. "No. My grandfather doesn't know anything about this. Not about my rape, pregnancy, or my sister's suicidal tendencies"

"Nessie you need to tell him now. This isn't something that you shouldn't keep from him. He's your grandfather and I'm sure that he loves you all very much. He needs to be made aware of what is going on in your lives"

"I know. It's just that I really don't know how to tell him. I want to tell him but I don't even know how to begin the conversation" I said.

"Nessie there will never be a good time to tell him something like this. It's just something that you have to do. The sooner the better. Will he react badly? Yes. But that's because he loves you all and he is going to hate hearing what's happened to you all but the sooner that you tell him the sooner you will all get the help that you need"

I sighed again. "You're right. It's just hard that's all"

Aunt Rosalie hugged me one last time and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Nessie I think that I have kept you up long enough. You should get some rest now

I smiled at her.

"Thank you" I told her as she left.

Five minutes later I was still thinking about everything that my aunt had just said when I heard someone else enter my room and nearly give me a heart attack.

"Nessie we need to talk. Now" My ex-favorite aunt Alice said.

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