*A.N. – Yeah guys, I know, three chapters within a tiny time space, aren't you proud of me? ;) enjoy yourselves this is a chapter about Rosalie you've all been waiting for with its explanations and all.*

The next day I had to face the world. Face the truth of everything that had happened last night. Everyone except me was in bed with a hangover. I'd drunk the night before but I'd also had glasses of water before returning to bed. I chose to go a walk around the grounds and clear my head. Decide what I would do next.

The morning was beautiful and warm; I had changed into my denim shorts and a little chequered shirt. I broke into a run across the large area of grass and water surrounding the villa. As my feet pounded the ground I remember the sweet embrace of last night and of walking back practically in each other's arms. I didn't want to leave that moment in my mind, it was so perfect, so all encompassing that I never wanted to forget it, or let it go. I would never, no matter what happened, be able to push that memory out of my life.

The sun reflected on the brilliant water and I could see the bench that it all happened on. It was it was near hidden by the shrubbery and trees surrounding it but I could see it, just the side. There happened to be sandaled feet at the base of the bench. A woman's feet. She hadn't noticed me, she was several paces away and I had ceased running the second the bench came into view, in contemplation. I looked at the manicured toenails and I knew they were Rosalie's feet. I approached her slowly and by the time she noticed me it was too late for her to take back what I had saw.

Rosalie's arms were placed protectively, instinctively, around her stomach. She was wearing a sort of poncho made of thin, loose material but her hands had made the shape - and there was definitely a clear shape.

"Oh... ohhhh,"

Everything with Rosalie made sense now.

She was pregnant, of course she was pregnant, all the signs were there and I didn't know how I could have missed them, even ignored them before. But of course, I knew the answer to that, my preoccupation with a certain person had blinded me lately to even the most obvious things - now that I look at it.

"I – you - uh - you shouldn't have crept up on me like that!" Her words were defensive but her eyes were pleading with me.

"Rosalie," I sat down beside her and touched her hand fleetingly, I had a quick look at her stomach again, her hands now removed and sitting somewhat awkwardly by her sides, and then I decided to go straight to the point, "are you pregnant?" She looked me in the eyes and never answered, her eyes were filling with tears, "don't worry, you can trust me." I tried again to get this message across with body language and so rubbed her arm lightly, what I thought would be comforting. Her face, for once, was not the most beautiful thing in the world it was so crowded with worry and indecision and pure unadulterated sadness that I knew it before she even admitted it; I could practically feel the lowness of her mood by just looking at her. She took a few seconds, but eventually she nodded.

It was an odd sensation of happiness mixed with guilt and worry. I was happy because to be quite honest this is the sort of thing I always had hoped would happen to the people who had bullied me in my younger years but it was mixed with guilt because now they were totally different people and worry because, genuinely, she was a seventeen year old, she shouldn't be pregnant now.

I didn't know what to do so I tried to be a friend and I hugged her, it appeared as though all Rosalie had been waiting for was a sign of my sympathy and she burst into a set of wracking sobs onto my shoulder as I awkwardly patted my back and wondered how ironic it was I was now in this position. I escaped the bitterness of my new self and decided to be sincere. I could hardly even take it in I was so shocked yet I had somewhat expected this to happen, not just over the years but lately we all knew there was something wrong with Rosalie.

She calmed a little after a few minutes and ended up with her sniffing while she lay across the bench and her head on my lap. All the drama of the Cullen gang was happening on this bench nowadays.

I felt uncomfortable and didn't really know how to nicely approach the issue so I just said the obvious question that everyone asks; "How far along are you?"

She whimpered, "Four months."

"Oh my God! How have you and Emmett kept this from everyone for so long?" It was incredulous, the Cullen family couldn't keep a secret; you could practically see the issues which troubled each family member in their eyes I was surprised the others hadn't picked it out of him.

She squeaked as I finished speak and I looked down at her glossy soft locks spread across my legs, she really was something like a fallen angel right now, "He doesn't know yet."

"He WHAT?" I couldn't contain myself this time, Rosalie sat up from my lap, the makeup she must have put on from this morning streaked across my face and as I would later notice – my legs.

"YOU don't understand," she sobbed, "your life is perfect you have every boy falling at your feet you don't have a serious relationship with a boy who is extremely smart and will excel so amazingly at college but if you tell him he loves you so much he'll miss out on his dreams! I'm a selfish bitch except when it comes to my Emmett and I love him so God damn much that I don't have any problem with disappearing off the face of the earth to my family if it just prevents him from knowing because he'll ruin his life because of me." Sobs took control of her while I stared on in wide eyed shock, she spoke again several moments later. "You don't get it. Emmett is my life, he and my brother are the only ones I really rely on but more Emmett that Jasper, Emmett protected me when I needed protecting and now because of a stupid thing like me getting pregnant not only is my dreams of college but his, no doubt ivy league run in college will be over too. Could you do that to someone you loved with all your heart?"

"I... I'm sorry I didn't mean to judge... I just," I was sorry but it was funny how I was the one apologising.

"Yeah Bella, I know," he face softened.

"I just don't understand how you kept it from him?" The two were attached to each other how could he not know just from guessing?

"I got the implant in my arm," she pointed to a tiny scar.

"Will that-"

"No, it doesn't affect you when you're pregnant, it's supposed to prevent it and I waited the full seven days before we had unprotected sex after getting it, that's how long you're supposed to wait but somehow it never worked, I think maybe a condom burst before the seven days was up or something, I'm still mystified. The only way I've been able to stop him from noticing is by saying it's affected me by making me bleed constantly – that can happen you know – and it also can make you put on weight and I discussed this with him and he told me I wasn't even though he knew I was but in his head he now has a reason for my recent weight increase so now everything adds up in his head and he thinks that there is a perfectly plausible solution for what are really signs of me being pregnant – I just can't let him see me naked, he'd notice."

I looked to her stomach and it really did make me think why hadn't I suspected this before? She really had piled on the pounds. But her face was also rounder and so were her thighs. I looked back at her face and she smiled sort of ruefully.

"Whenever I can I've been trying to eat as much as I can possible stuff down, sometimes I just don't feel like food because behind every ones back I've been munching fatty food so I look like I'm just all around putting on weight. I feel like a crazy woman now I'm saying it out loud but I thought I'd have come up with a solution by now but I haven't, I still don't know what to do. I've not even spoken to one single person but my doctor about it all. I feel so alone, and so stressed out all the time." Her lips were wobbling again with the immensity of the issue. "I've put on a whole stone, I'm only supposed to have put on 7 pounds but I'm eating like I won't stop sometimes and I don't even know whether its hormones or it's my fear of someone realising my weight gain is actually pregnancy."

"Rosalie, calm down, and I don't say that to patronise you but you'll get through this." She looked up at me with sad eyes, "Without sounding like a gold digger the Cullen's are clearly made of money, they are parents, and they are there to help when mistakes like this happen. They are lovely people and if it so happens that Emmett and you cannot afford to go through college and take care of a baby they will help you, you need to be sure of that," she attempted to interrupt but I stopped her by raising my hand, "I know that you don't want to ask for a hand out but they'll offer it. They want the best for you; you will now be a proper little family and part of their family, why would they not try to help you along the way? Also, as you say, Emmett is smart and so are you I'm sure if you wanted to you could call it a loan and pay them it back? Worst scenario you will have to ask them for help rather than them offering it to you which I think is highly unlikely but nonetheless they will never refuse Emmett and your plead for help. So yes you made a mistake but it happens Rose, it's not the end of the world and I'm not belittling the situation you're in but you won' need to disappear to let Emmett live his life, he would search the world for you and find you and bring you straight back. He clearly is utterly infatuated with you and loves you very dearly, you've been together since you were practically babies, what really would he do without you. Never underestimate him, I can tell by just looking at him that you are his life the same way he is yours so he would never want you out of it. You can't hide it from him for much longer; he deserves to know and to make provisions. He'll spoil you and you know it." I tried to lighten the tone and received a small white smile, "just trust him."

Rosalie looked at me and nodded slowly, "you've made the whole thing become a million times clearer; you're right, he needs to be told." A tear dripped down her face.

Images of Rosalie torturing me throughout my child hood ran through my mind, all disgustingly vivid but I didn't cave to the bitterness of them. I just put them in the box at the back of my mind behind the new facts and my new life as Bella Swan. I'd have to address the issues sometime soon but not yet, I wasn't ready to give it all up yet, if I was ever going to be ready at all I needed more time.

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