Alice

I loosened the grip on Rosalie's hands just a fraction as her body became less tense and she slumped against mine and Emmett's bodies.

I didn't really want to let her go, but she was starting to relax. She had subconsciously reached for the tube in her nose a few times during the episode and we really could not afford that to happen.

Rosalie was fascinating to me, even after all the human years I had spent with Bella. Rosalie was similar, but yet different in so many ways. She seemed much more fragile than Bella did, which was terrifying as I had always felt that Bella was fragile. Sometimes, I couldn't see Rosalie's future at all and then at other times I captured blurry messes. It was hard to tell what the future held for Rosalie and that absolutely terrified me. Bella as a human was extremely clumsy and like a danger magnet, but for the most part we were able to predict that and at least put a plan in place to keep her alive.

With Rosalie, it was like she was constantly on the border of life and death. One wrong move and she would be lost forever, and I wasn't able to see this ahead of time to help her. I couldn't imagine how Emmett felt – having to watch his mate suffer like this. I imagined Jasper in Rosalie's situation and my heart ached.

I hadn't had any experiences of eating disorders, so I was struggling to understand what Rosalie was truly going through. I kind of got it a little, as I had seen patients with mental health problems during my time in the asylum. Though, things had definitely changed drastically since then and I couldn't really remember much from that time. I'd been keeping some distance from Rosalie, just as seeing her restrained to a bed and not having the ability to do the things she wanted made me think of the asylum. It was hard for me. Unfortunately, Bella was keeping a larger distance from Rose because she hadn't long become a vampire and had to focus on Renesmee. That meant neither of us were really around Rose that much.

I didn't want her to feel like we didn't want her. I was so happy that Emmett had found his mate, and thankfully we had experience from Edward and Bella's relationship to help guide us in the situation. I vowed to myself as I watched her fight against her own body, that I would be around more to protect her.

Pulled from my thoughts, I looked down at her carefully. Rosalie's eyes were starting to roll and flutter, and I knew she was going to fall asleep. These episodes took a lot out of her and easily made her exhausted, which was hard to see because she was sleeping more than she was awake at the moment. Her body wasn't strong enough to survive even a whole day of normal human activities.

Thinking that she was close too sleep, I let go of Rosalie's hand too quickly. As soon as I did, her hand flung up again to her nose. This time she made contact with the tube and weakly tugged. I quickly removed her hand and was thankful Carlisle had used a bridle to prevent this.

Rose gagged when the tube pulled but it thankfully wasn't enough for the tube to come out. Emmett pushed her face to the side and removed the oxygen mask as a small amount of vomit came out of her mouth. Thankfully, we were fast enough for Esme to have handed Edward a bowl and he was able to catch the vomit.

Rose was coughing now, her eyes tightly shut, and I could hear her heartbeat pick up from the stress on her body. The sound of it always gave me anxiety. The difference in the sound compared to Bella's once human heartbeat was terrifying.

I held both her hands down at her sides again with a small amount of pressure, and vowed not to let them go until she was definitely asleep.

Edward wiped her mouth and placed the oxygen mask back over her face. No one said anything. It was just one of those things we had to deal with – one of the things that unfortunately came with Rose's illness.

It took a few moments for Rose to settle again but eventually her breathing evened out as she fell asleep, although it was slightly raspy.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding. Everyone in the room shifted their position once we knew she was sleeping.

"I'll leave the oxygen mask on a little longer whilst she's sleeping to try and help her lungs. I'm going to call Carlisle and see if we can book her in for tests this week. I'm really worried about the long-term effects on her organs." Edward stood up and excused himself from the room.

Jasper had left the room during the commotion, so it was just me, Emmett and Esme. Rosalie still rested on the both of us and Esme came over to sit in the armchair. "Poor, poor Rose." She murmured softly. Her eyes were dark and sad.

I felt her pain. It was horrendous seeing Rosalie go through this. We hadn't known her long, but she was already having a massive impact on our family. I absolutely hated her parents for not seeming bothered about their daughter's health. No one had heard from Rosalie's mother, and her father clearly didn't seem concerned when he spoke to Carlisle.

I already saw Rosalie as a little sister, and I wanted to do everything I could to protect her.