Carlisle Cullen and Esme Cullen had just adopted you out of foster care, and now you were standing in your new bedroom as Carlisle tried to make you feel at home. He could tell you were uneasy. Your room was almost the entire attic, which was re-modled, clean, and cozy, with wooden walls and wooden floors. There was a bed right underneath a window. Esme was downstairs cooking you something, and your new, adopted siblings, all Juniors and Seniors, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, and Edward were out of the house for a few days to let you adjust. Carlisle and Esme had told you everything about the vampire history, and all of it, while they drove you to Forks, Washington from Michigan.

That same day, he tried getting you too eat...but you ended up vomiting it all up. So now you were in bed, with a feeding tube.

"You have some IBS, and that combined with not being fed properly, your body isn't used to that much food, and you're really anxious," Carlisle said in a gentle voice. "Once you can keep a substantial amount of smaller meals down, I will take you off the feeding tube."