I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and gave them a squeeze.

“One night, he snuck into my room. That's when he told me, 'Come to Papa. I'll show you a good time.' Like an idiot, I went along with him and he took me to his friends basement. They were drinking and a couple of his friends held her down, while he and the others had their way with me. When they had all finished, they took me home, but left me on the front lawn, bleeding, exhausted, and with chunks of hair missing, where they had pulled it out forcibly.” she said, starting to twirl the ends of her hair.

“Oh, Rose. I'm so sorry. I can see why it would have upset you.” I said, rubbing circles on her left shoulder.

“In the morning, my mom found me on the lawn when she was leaving for work. I told her what happened and she gave me the morning after pill so I wouldn't have to carry any of the the jackasses' baby. We told the cops and Royce and his friends has been in both juvenile hall and jail ever since. The night they were put away, we decided to move out here. We had already been visiting the Cullens on holidays and most summers. They were good friends with my mom's sister, Kate, and her husband Garrett. They had a daughter we used to play with all the time.” Rosalie said, finally starting to lighten up.

I smiled at her encouragingly.

“I blew up at Emmett, because I was scared. Scared he would see me different. See me as dirty. See the ugly truth beneath the beautiful exterior. I did the only thing I've known to do. I got angry. I'm angry at myself for all those nights ago, but I make it seem like I'm mad at someone else to protect myself from heartache. I just don't know if Emmett would still accept me after I tell him, but I want to tell him. He's special to me and he makes me want to tell him everything so that he can love me completely, and I can love him completely.” she said, a single tear sliding down her cheek.

I hugged her even closer, trying my best to comfort her. Her shoulders started to shake as she cried.