Some of you liked the last chapter, some of you didn't.

A/N: I didn't plan this. And it will be different from other chapters; there is a lot of scene skipping.

Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine.

"Happy Birthday!" Rosalie's parents shout to her and Jasper on their 15th birthday. It is exactly 5:35 a.m. the time the twins were born; though if you asked Jasper he would be glad to tell you that Rosalie wasn't born for another three minutes.

Anne and Ted Hale perform this every year always at the same time and in prefect synch with one other; it became a little challenging when each child received their own room but the parents would just switch off every birthday. This birthday Rosalie's dad is in her room and her mother is in Jaspers.

"How does it feel to be a 15-year-old?" The older blonde questions poking his daughter's leg as he takes a seat at the edge of her bed.

"The same as being a 14-year-old" Rosalie shrugs. "Except now I get to visit the shop more right?" Ted nods in agreement and chuckles at the bright smile on his daughters face.

"I don't know why you want to spend so much time there."

"Because I like watching you work on the cars." The teenage girl hops up leaving her bedroom to wish her brother a happy birthday.

"Well have you decided what type of car you want?" Ted calls out following behind his daughter.

"Nope! But I know that it is going to red."


"Hey beautiful"

"No Royce." Not giving the boy another opportunity to speak Rosalie quickly glides past Royce to find her father in the last garage watching the scene in front of him.

"You know Rose maybe you should give that boy a chance, you're getting close to the dating age. You'll be in high school in September." Ted laughs at the dejected expression that appears on Royce's face.

Rosalie waves her hand dismissively."He's not my type."

Royce King II, son of owner Royce Sr., is Rosalie's biggest fan. Many boys have tried and failed to gain Rosalie's attention but Royce is the only one who won't give up. The 16-year-old boy is tall and what most girls would consider handsome. His short black hair is always perfect, being on the basketball team accounts for his impressive muscles, and his nonchalant attitude helped to account for his bad boy persona.

"I've never seen you interested in any boy Rose. It's been six months Royce truly wants your attention, besides he looks like someone kicks his puppy every time you turn him down." Ted comments returning his focus back to the motorcycle in front of him.

"You think Mr. King will let me start helping around the shop if I do?" Rosalie perks up with an eyebrow raised.

"He's a nice boy Rose, don't use him like that."

"Ugh fine, one date Dad!"


"See I told you going out with me wouldn't be so bad." Royce grins turning off his ignition.

"No it wasn't." Rosalie responds a tiny smile on her face. "Thanks for showing me the 3.0L TFSI Supercharged DOHC V-6 engine."


"Damn Rosalie I don't get it, if you really loved me you would have sex with me." Royce speaks leaning away from Rosalie after being pushed away for the second time.

The two teenagers are alone in Royce's bedroom with the illusion of Royce helping Rosalie study. Rosalie of course didn't need the help but with Royce Sr. due home at any moment the two needed a cover story. Rolling her eyes Rosalie moves to the edge of the queen sized bed placing her feet on the floor.

"Royce I won't keep having this conversation I said no."

"This relationship is pointless!" Royce growls out flopping back onto the bed.

"I can't do this anymore" Rosalie sighs taking a step away from her boyfriend.

"What? What do you mean?"

"This isn't working, I'm sure there are a lot of girls who would be willing to have sex with you Royce but not me. It would be better if we end it here."

"What the fuck, you're breaking up with me?"Royce springs up.

Nodding Rosalie gathers her belongings and quickly exits the house.


"Royce Sr. doesn't want you to come to the shop anymore."

"What! Why?" Rosalie halts at the doorstep gazing at her father in slight annoyance.

"He says Royce is taking your break-up pretty badly and you would be a distraction to his training." Ted whispers his blue eyes darting around the room.

"That's bullshit and you know it!"

"Rosalie Lillian Hale! Watch your language."

"But Mom that's not fair!"

"Rosalie now calm down."

"He's selling car parts."


"No Dad listen, Royce has taken the parts from Mr. King's storage area and sells them to other businesses."

"That's enough! I understand that you are upset but you cannot make accusations about my boss's son because you the two of you broke up."


"You're an asshole." Rose states when the door opens.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Royce smirks "But please come in and tell me."

"Tell your father to allow me back into the shop."

"Are you coming back to me?"

"No" the blonde retorts shaking her head. "We will never happen again."

"Hmm" Royce steps closer to Rosalie, his hand grasping at her hips while Rosalie shudders at his proximity. "How about this, you come back to me and everything can go back to normal or you keep up this stupid game and Ted doesn't work in the shop again."

"You can't do that" Rosalie challenges.

"I can and I will."


"Rose, it's good to see you in the shop again! I'm glad you and my boy could make it work." Rosalie produces a tight-lipped smile continuing her walk to her father's station.

"Don't let him control you." she rapidly turns her head at the whispered words in time to see Peter walking out of the door.


"Royce, I said stop! You're drunk, I'm going home."

"You're going to let me fuck you whether you like it or not!" Royce growls out grabbing Rosalie and throwing her against his door. Rage flashes through his green eyes and panic swirls inside of Rosalie's.

"Royce no, what are you doing?" Rosalie struggles but she knows that the battle is useless; Royce is older and stronger than her and she closes her eyes as he begins to kiss her neck.

"You smell so good Rose. I cannot wait to be inside of you."

"Royce please, you don't want to do this." She begs as he harshly gropes her chest.

"No Rose, you don't want to do this. I know exactly what I want."


Rose silently cries at the sharp pain that shoots through her body, while Royce continues to roughly thrust in and out of her.

"See this is what a good girlfriend is supposed to do."


"You really think that someone is going to want you after the stuff that you've done with me? Nobody wants used property; you are nothing but damaged goods. Honestly you should be grateful that I still want to touch you."

"I don't want to treat you this way baby but you have to learn your place."

"Take off your clothes now!"

"Good girl."

"Don't fucking test me Rosalie!"

"You know I love you, don't you Rosie?"



Rosalie sat in front of her mother, desperately hoping that her make-up is still on her neck to hide the bruises from last night.

"What is it Rosalie?"

"I need to see a doctor."


"Well Miss Hale the ultrasound confirms it; it would seem that you are about 12 weeks pregnant."

"Pregnant?" Anne gasps out rotating to gaze at her daughter.

Rosalie sat silently in shock, her hand coming to rest over her stomach.


"You are so lucky that you are holding my kid Rosalie."


"Have you been stressed out lately Rosalie?"

"Why is something wrong with the baby?" the blonde requests, her voice full of alarm.

"Not exactly, there are signs that your child is developing a little slowly however it could be nothing to worry about. We can start tracking the progress more frequently to make sure but in the meantime, would you like to know the sex of your baby?"


"He's going to be just like me you know, and maybe when he gets older I can show him how much of a bitch his mother is."

"I won't let you corrupt him; he's innocent and will not be a part of your sick life. If you do I will tell about the car parts."

"Ha you honestly think anyone is going to believe that I would steal from my father?"

"I can show your father the paperwork that I kept hidden for you, it-oow" Rosalie cries out at the sharp pain that results from the slap across her face. She places a hand on her cheek as she stares at Royce in shock. "You said that-"

"I said what, that I wouldn't hit you while you were pregnant? That as long as you were a good girl and did what I asked it would fucking stop! Well Rosie guess what it seems you need to be taught again."


"Oh thank God!" Anne sobs out the moment Rosalie's blue eyes flutter open inside the hospital room. Rosalie squints her eyes as they slowly adjust to their surroundings.

"M-mom?" she croaks out gazing confusedly at the figure in her line of sight.

"Yes I'm here Rose, I'm here." Anne cries grasping on to Rosalie's hand.

"Wh-What happened?" Anne grabs the water bottle resting in her purse and gently brings it up to Rosalie's lips.

"The hospital called saying you were in critical condition, they said you took a horrible beating and that Peter saved your life. He says that Royce did it, the police have him in custody now."

"How long have I been here?"

"It's been two days Rose. The doctors had to rush you into surgery, there was internal bleeding and they had to go in to stop it."

"What about my baby, is he okay?"


"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Rosalie they tried honey but it was already too late when you arrived, the damage to your body was-"

"No no no no! You're lying to me!"

"I'm so sorry baby" Anne pulls her daughter into a tight hug; the two women began to weep together.


"Rosalie please, say something anything." Ted pleads staring up at his daughter.

"I'm so sorry we didn't believe you about the cars and that I didn't see the signs. I feel like a horrible mother."


"It's the school, they're saying Jasper attacked Royce and the principle is trying to stop them from pressing charges. I have to go."

Next chapter might take some time.