Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with the twilight series, unfortunately they belong to the Stephenie Meyer.

This is my new twilight fanfic, hope you like it :)

Prologue

When I was younger, like most mother's do, my mom used to read me fairytales. She used to spend hours telling me countless stories, all finishing in the same way. Eventually a handsome prince comes and rescues the princess, ending all misery and despair in her life, and filling it with love and commitment. She promised solemnly that one day my time would come, that I would be that princess and my prince would arrive and carry me off into the sunset in a true fairytale ending style. Well, that day came, and it went, and along with its departure it took half of my belongings, including my house, my money and my dignity.

I am ashamed to admit that for the six years we were together, he was my everything. My life revolved around him, it was like we were opposite sides of a magnet, dragged together by a powerful unexplainable force. He loved me and I loved him, and therefore, nothing else mattered. We were untouchable, a force to be reckoned with. Yes, we were young, but there was nothing childish about our love. People searched for decades to find their true other half, and some never really found them, so although we were youthful, we knew we had the real deal and that we would be stupid not to follow it through. Although, as time went on, it became obvious that my love was much more unconditional than his.

I had never thought Edward would be one to hurt me. Against my better judgement, I married him young. My parents had warned me that I would regret it, they had been there, done that, signed the divorce papers, but in my teenage ignorance I chose to ignore their wise words, and follow my heart instead of my head, and now, I would forever regret it. Looking back on my decision, I was stupid to cave to him, yes we loved each other, but if we were meant to be together, it wouldn't have mattered if we had waited a year or two to get married, instead of marrying straight out of high school.

I had known Edward my whole life apparently; we hadn't grown up together, but our parents were firm childhood friends, and throughout our own childhood we had been thrown together to occasionally play whenever Edward's family came to visit. Apart from the odd week every year, I didn't see much of Edward, and to be honest, it didn't bother me; I only played with him because my parents told me I had to. However, when I was fifteen, Edward and his family moved back to forks. His parents Esme and Carlisle, had lived here when they were younger, but moved away so Carlisle could work in the bigger, better paid hospitals. Mom had said that Esme had been miserable living in the city for all those years and it was about time Carlisle did something that would benefit her life, she had given up so much so he could live the life he wanted, it was about time she got her pay back.

Being the only person they knew at school, I made sure I stayed with Edward, and his sister Alice, although I didn't know them that well, they were family friends, and mom had promised me she would make dad give me an extra hour before curfew the following weekend if I made sure the Cullen's were as welcomed as possible. However after spending a few months hanging out together, Edward and I became closer and closer. I loved Alice, don't get me wrong, but there was something more between Edward and I that I wasn't able to place until a year or so later.

As we got older our feelings for each other changed. Suddenly I would look at Edward and feel a connection much more powerful than friendship. I would look at him and feel lust, love and wanting. I craved not only his looks, but his mind, his personality, his company and his touch. I had no if idea Edward felt the same, and had no intention on finding out for myself. I was happy to remain admiring from a far, where I could guarantee that I wouldn't get scarred from his rejection. I remember the day I came home to find Edward, pacing up and down my dads drive, giving himself a pep talk before asking me out on a first date. It was a huge shock. I had never thought Edward harboured those sort of feelings for me. All the girls at school clung onto him like he was a buoyancy aid and they were drowning, but I had never seen him bother with anyone. It was that day that I realised why. It had always been me for him, and vice versa. There was no one else, and no matter how many people tried to break us apart, it just wasn't going to happen. It had touched me then that he had been so scared of asking me out, he was always so calm and collected, and seeing him so unnerved over that aspect alone, told me that he was worth my time. Anyone who could ever get that worked up over me deserved a chance. Turns out, that was my very first irreversible mistake.

When it came to Edward Cullen I had made a lot of stupid, unchangeable decisions, but now, now it was my time to put an end to them. I was closing the door on our marriage, our dreams, our lives, and now I was embracing my soon-to-be single future.

I hated that our marriage had to end the way it did, but then again, that was through no fault of my own. We had hit a rough patch, and instead of working through it, like a couple, he bailed and did something I could never condone or forgive. I'm not saying I am innocent in the break up of our relationship, but I wasn't the one that signed its death wish, I was just the one to turn off the life support.

It was good to have him out of my life, it was time for a fresh start. I was still young and pretty and as said by many of my friends, there were plenty more fish in the sea. At least this time I knew not to be taken in by a shark. Things would work out for me, I wouldn't spend a life alone forever and the time I did have to myself now was something I needed, to re-evaluate my life and set some new goals for myself. It was about time for some me time. I was better off by myself, I didn't need a man to make my life significant.

Scribbling my signature over the dotted line on the divorce papers finalising the end of our four year marriage, I mentally waved goodbye to Bella Cullen, and welcomed back the much missed Bella Swan.

XxXxX

Chapter one – At the beginning.

'Come on Bella, you never spend any time with me anymore.' James pouted after I had told him that I was due home within the next hour.

James and I had been dating for a little over a month now and it had been... fine. It was nothing special and I knew there was no way we would last for a long period of time, but it was a bit of fun for me. James was sixteen, almost seventeen; I was just turned fifteen. It wasn't a huge age gap or anything, but it was flattering that he would take an interest in me, even though I was more than a few months younger. None of my friends at school had boyfriends, let alone boyfriends who were over a year older than them.

Renee, my mom, didn't really care about the whole age gap thing. She said that as long as I was careful and didn't do anything to betray her trust; she would have no problem with me seeing James. I had always been older than my years, in appearance and attitude. It's a proven fact that girls mature much faster than guys, but Renee said that I had matured when I was three, so I think I was a bit of an anomaly.

My dad on the other hand, Charlie, was less than thrilled with my new found relationship. He said it wasn't the fact that I was seeing a sixteen year old, it was the fact that he didn't like said sixteen year old. Ever since I had gone on my first date with James, Charlie had made no effort to hide his distaste for my chosen guy. Being the chief of police in the small town of Forks, where we lived, Charlie had dirt on every single person. 'Know your enemy' Charlie always said to me, not that he counted the whole town as his enemy, but he didn't like to be surprised, if someone was going to do something, he liked to have figured it out before hand.

James didn't exactly have a clean record when it came to his file. He had been done for shop lifting, vandalism and joy riding, and my father knew all about it. Charlie had tried to forbid me from seeing him, but Renee figured that if I wanted to see him I would, regardless to the instructions my parents gave me. There was nothing wrong with James, he just got involved in the wrong things, nothing he did had the intention to hurt people.

'I'm sorry James, but my parent's friends are moving back to town today. I have to go say hello and help them out.' His pout became even more pronounced. 'If I had a choice, I'd pick to stay with you.' He snorted and turned his attention out the window. 'I promise I'll make it up to you.' I tried as a last resort. I hated it when James was off with me, which unfortunately was most of the time, he had this uncanny knack of making me feel like I was a continual disappointment to him, and no where near good enough to be classed as his sort-of-girlfriend.

At the voicing of my promise, James' mouth twitched into a soft thin smile and he turned to face me, his glassy grey eyes smouldering at me. 'And how do you plan on doing that?'

I grinned flirtatiously and leant forward, placing my lips gently to his, as soft as butterfly wings, then teasingly I began to move away, knowing that there was no way he would allow me to. Within a millisecond of making my intention to move back known, I felt his hand clamp down on the back of my neck, squeezing softly and securing me to his face. James was so easily appeased that it was funny. All I had to do was goad him into one of our hot and heavy make out sessions and he would forget whatever we were having our disagreement on.

XxXxX

'Where have you been? You're over half an hour late; dad has just about blown a gasket.' My little sister Bree hissed as I shot through the door as quickly and quietly as possible.

Bree was pretty much the spitting image of me. She had the same hair colour, eye colour and frame, but whereas I had pale skin which never tanned, she had a darker complexion. She was two years younger than me. My parents had a rocky beginning to their relationship, once I was born, they split up and divorced, only to get back together and re-marry a year later. Bree was kind of their reunion baby.

'Me and James, we kind of... lost track of time.' I mumbled, a heated blaze colouring my cheeks.

Bree looked unimpressed and shuddered. 'Spare me the details.' She shifted her gaze to the closed living room door. There was a muted mumble coming through the door, and I knew that if I could hear them, then they could hear me. 'If I was you, I'd get in there before they come out.'

I bit my lip lightly - still tender from this afternoons activities with James - mentally preparing myself for Charlie's wrath. I looked over at Bree once more for reassurance and she just shook her head at me, pointed at the door and violently mouthed the word 'in'.

The living room door creaked warningly. 'I thought I heard voices.' Renee said as she slowly stepped out of the living room, shutting the door firmly behind her before Charlie could see that I was home. Bree scuttled off into the kitchen, probably more because she didn't want to be a part of the inevitable discussion Renee and I were about to have, than because she had to make refreshments for our guests.

'Bella, where have you been?' Renee asked. Renee was rarely one to lose her temper, in all the years she had been my mom, she had never been mad at me. She and Charlie would occasionally get into a blazing row about something trivial, but apart from that, she never raised her voice. Even now, although I had promised I wouldn't be late and came home late anyway, she didn't get mad at me, she just looked... disappointed, which was probably worse than her getting pissed.

'I was with James. I didn't realise the time.' I said, not meeting her eye. 'I'm sorry I'm late.'

She shook her head slightly irritably and sighed. 'Go get yourself cleaned up and presentable, then come and say hello to Carlisle and Esme.' I looked at her questioningly, wondering why she was against me going in to the room how I was; I mean it wasn't a formal event or anything. 'If you go in there looking as dishevelled as that, I think you'll give your dad a heart attack.' She explained, probing me with questions she probably didn't really want the answers to.

I blushed for the second time in two minutes and scurried upstairs, tripping on the top step in my hurry to evacuate the awkward situation. Once I had firmly secured myself in the bathroom, I took my appearance in, my reflexion looking messy in the bathroom mirror. My hair looked like I had backcombed it, being all mussed from James running his fingers through it, my shirt was slightly askew, but nothing too in criminative, however it was my mouth that gave my actions away. My usually plump, rose coloured lips were more than a little inflamed from James' aggressive suction like kisses. They were pale red, like they were embarrassed at being caught looking the way they did. I internally chastised myself from not thinking about my appearance earlier, and then got to work at fixing my tell-tale look.

I ran my brush through my tangled locks, allowing them to fall back into their straightened slumber, smoothed down my shirt, and pasted a thin coat of pale pink lip gloss over my inflamed lips. I couldn't do anything about the swelling, that would have to die down in its own time, but hopefully the colour would mask some of the redness.

Once I knew I was presentable, I padded down the stairs and shot into the room before I had time to chicken out. Crammed on the three seater couch, was Renee, Charlie, Esme and Carlisle. They reminded me of wannabe teenagers having a gossip session. You could see the elation in Renee's face at having Esme back in her life on a permanent basis, Renee and Esme were high school best friends, neither of them went to college, both settling for early married life, but whereas Charlie was content to stay in Forks, Carlisle wasn't, so Esme was soon packed off to bigger and better places. Their friendship never evaporated, but it did die down to monthly phone calls and once a year visits.

Neither Esme nor Carlisle had changed a bit since the last time I had seen them – which was probably a little over a year ago. They both had a youthful glow about them, making them look years younger than they actually were. The only give away that they were approaching their early forties, were the light lines that marked their skin at the corner of their eyes, and their three teenage children who were sitting in and around Charlie's ancient arm chair.

As soon as the door slammed behind me, introducing me to the room, Charlie's gaze shot over to me, dominating my eyes. On the surface he looked peaceful and calm, but underneath I could see he wasn't very happy with me. I didn't blame him. Charlie wasn't a bad dad, he was never unreasonable, I could have had a hell of a lot worse. He pretty much let me do whatever I wanted as long as he knew where I was and I didn't do anything stupid, and he very rarely made demands when it came to making me come home earlier than curfew, but today had been one of those days that he had wanted me home. Probably so he could show off his two 'perfect' daughters.

He surveyed my face, searching for any answers or explanations for my tardiness and as soon as my face coloured, I knew he had gotten his answer. His eyes narrowed and he gave me the we'll-talk-about-this-later look. I sighed and nodded minutely, knowing there was no point in trying to resist the conversation.

'My, my, is that little Bella?' Esme asked, momentarily defusing the situation, getting up from the couch and wondering over to me, enveloping me in one of her famous mom hugs. Esme was a very compassionate, loving person. She believed any bad mood could be overridden by a hug, and sometimes, I had to agree with her. Her familiar scent of cinnamon flooded my senses, and I couldn't help but relax into her, considering the predicament I was in at the moment, with the looming discussion Charlie was in no doubt going to hoist on me, I couldn't help but bask in the momentary warmth of Esme's embrace.

'Not so little anymore is she Es?' Renee chuckled, doing the boasting of any proud parent.

'She most certainly isn't.' Carlisle observed, standing up and joining his wife for a inspection of me. 'If I was ten years younger Bella...'

'You'd still be too old for me.' I chuckled, removing myself from Esme's contracting arms, and wrapping my own arms around Carlisle's waist. 'It's great to see you Carlisle.'

Carlisle kissed the top of my head and smiled down at me. 'Nice to see you too kiddo.' Carlisle soon released me, but kept one arm lankly wrapped around my shoulders. 'Emmett, Edward, Alice, come say hello to Bella.'

I looked at the three teenagers, sitting sloppily on my parents' living room furniture. None of them looked particularly thrilled to be here, and if I was honest, I wouldn't be either. Who would want to leave the city to come to a quiet secluded town, practically in the middle of nowhere?

Emmett grunted like an old man and he lifted himself from the sinking cushions of the chair. He was easily the biggest guy I had ever met. Not only was he tall, but he had muscles bigger than mountains. And from what I can gather from Renee, he doesn't even really work out that much, apparently he just doesn't seem to stop growing. 'Bells, you're all grown up.' He looked at me mockingly. 'In the age sense anyway, but I swear you were this height when you were what? Five?' Emmett was a junior in high school, so he was a couple of years older than me, not that he acted it.

I laughed dryly. 'Not all of us can have the luxury of being tall Emmett.'

'That's exactly what I keep telling him.' Alice chirped in with her high, soft voice. Alice was about a head smaller than me. I thought I was small until I met her, she reminds me of a pixie or fairy or something along those lines. She had a short, pixie cut of black hair, the same colouring as Emmett's thick curls and all three of the Cullen teenagers had emerald green eyes, as vibrant as mint. Alice however, although she shared a few similar traits with Emmett, she was much more fragile and petite, having a eerie resemblance to a china doll.

'Hey Alice.' I waved shyly. Alice was the same age as me, she would probably be in some of my classes, but for some reason I always felt weary when I was with her. She was lovely and everything, but she was like a big ball of energy, always on the go and never disgruntled or put off of the idea of doing something she had wanted to do. Keeping up with her was exhausting, but you couldn't help but feel enthused when she went off on one of her hyper sessions. Alice was very much like Esme in facial features, whereas Emmett was more like Carlisle.

Alice being Alice wasn't appeased by a small wave, instead launching herself at me, securely chaining her arms around my neck and pulling me into a hug so tight that it would do Emmett proud. 'I'm so happy that I know someone from school.' She rejoiced into my ear, like it was some kind form of fate instead of the fact we lived in a tiny town that only harboured one high school. I didn't know anybody as optimistic as Alice and although I wasn't really a touchy feely person, her hug was much welcomed, boosting my ego with her appreciation of getting stuck with me in school.

Edward was the only one who didn't rise to greet me, he stayed perched on the arm of the chair, just smiling timidly at me. Although we had on occasion used to play with each other when we were younger, when we reached the age when we realised that we didn't want to play with the opposite sex, we hadn't really talked to each other much. I knew that under the surface in both of us, our old friendship was still there. I remember when we were younger, Renee and Esme used to vocally wish that one day Edward and I would get married. Obviously at that age I was repulsed at the prospect of marrying a boy. And now I just thought the idea laughable, Edward and I were no better matched than Emmett and my pure friend Angela would be.

Edward was much more handsome that I remembered him to be. He didn't look particularly more like one parent than the other, he had an even mixture of the two. Both Esme and Carlisle are stunning people to look at, so an equal combination of the two is breathtaking. Edward had short bronze hair, styled in a casual disarray. His skin was similar to mine, however his held a sunny glow, accenting his vivid jade eyes. Each feature of his face was perfectly angular, nothing was crooked or uneven. It was like he was the epitome of perfection.

'Edward, son, come say hello to Bella.' Carlisle ushered, beckoning with the arm he didn't have sloppily wrapped around me.

Edward sighed and rose, standing steady on his two feet. He wasn't as tall or stocky as Emmett, Emmett was more of an overwhelmingly huge guy, instead Edward was more of a tall lean protector. He was the sort of guy a girl could feel safe around without the fear of being crushed by him. Edward looked older than his years, he was like me. He and Alice were twins, Edward a couple hours older, or something like that anyway, but for twins, they couldn't be anything further alike, appearance and personality.

'Hello Bella.' He said in his calm melodic voice.

'Edward.' I replied with a small but firm head bob. I don't know why we were suddenly being so formal with each other, sure it had been a while since we actually spoke to one another, but we used to be friends, well sort of friends.

'Bells, why don't you go get Bree and you can take them to see the high school, I'm sure it will come in handy for Monday. Least they'll know where they are going.' Charlie said after the awkward reunion between Edward and I.

'Dad, I'm sure they'll find the school okay, Forks isn't exactly big is it?' I replied, not wanting to have to deal with any awkward silence that was sure to appear.

'Bella, I asked you to do something.'

Charlie's voice took on a warning tone that I knew even I wouldn't be able to get around, so I sighed reluctantly and turned to Emmett. 'You're driving.' I informed him, considering none of us had - apart from him - our licenses. 'Bree, come on, we're going out.' I yelled as I exited the room with my tour group following.

Alice had annoyingly called shotgun, so she and Emmett were strapped in at the front of the car and Edward, Bree and I were crammed into the back. Emmett had had to borrow Charlie's police cruiser as he hadn't brought his own car to my house, so although it was roomy in the front, it was pretty compacted in the back. Edward had commandeered most of the room, his legs having to slant diagonally in order for him to be able to sit comfortably, I was sat in the middle, getting a better view out of the windscreen, so that I could direct Emmett on where to go, and Bree was squished against the door in the last remaining free seat.

There was a silence for a few minutes, it wasn't too awkward because no one made it that way. I always think an awkward silence is more awkward when someone voices their discomfort, then when everyone just keeps their opinions to themselves.

Of course, it was Emmett who broke the silence. If I remembered rightly, he had never been one to remain in blissful quietness, so why would he have changed now? 'So Bella, you got a boyfriend?' He asked suddenly, that question completely jumping out of the blue. Straight for the personal information, definitely not the best way to get to know someone again.

I felt Edward tense beside me, probably embarrassed from his brother's sudden nosy outburst. I smiled at him reassuringly, earning myself a small one back, then I turned my attention back to Emmett.

'Nope.' I said, popping the p. I didn't class James as a boyfriend, and for some reason, most likely because I had only been reunited with these people for a matter of minutes, I didn't want to divulge any information regarding the relationship between James and myself.

'Seriously? I would have thought you would have a whole gang of guys following you around.' Emmett mused, winking at me through the mirror. I smirked and shook my head.

You couldn't find anything Emmett did or said offensive because nothing he did was ever intended to come across that way. He was one of these people who spoke their mind and you couldn't blame him for that. If everyone was as honest as Emmett, the world would be a much better place.

Bree swivelled in her chair, pulling the seatbelt down onto her shoulder so it wouldn't dig in her neck. Her brow was furrowed with confusion. 'What do you call James then? I thought he was you boyfriend.' Well what good is a little sister if she doesn't blurt out the things you want to keep private.

'Who's James?' Edward asked curiously, looking at me from the corner of his eye.

'Yeah Bella, who's James?' Emmett echoed in his booming voice.

'Jesus guys, butt out. Maybe she doesn't want to tell you about it. It's not like she knows us all that well.' Alice chastised, sending me an apologetic look. Burning behind her glowing eyes I knew she was just as curious as her brothers, but she wasn't going to press me about it, but something told me that resolve wouldn't last very long.

Everyone lapsed back into a curious silence, I could practically taste their eagerness to find out in the atmosphere. 'James is just some guy I'm seeing.' I blurted, keeping my gaze fixed straight ahead as I felt my cheeks begin to glow.

'But he isn't your boyfriend?' Alice asked. I knew her reluctance to pressurise me into answering wouldn't last for long. From what I remembered of her, she thrived for gossip and personal information.

'No, definitely not.' I assured, glaring at Bree to let her know that I would pay he back for this. 'We just hang out a few nights every week. We get on, he's easy to be with.'

'So you're dating him?' Alice asked again, she was swivelled fully around in her chair now, her head stuck between the two front seats.

I bit my lips and blew out noisily. 'We're not exactly dating. We've been out a couple of times, but now we just tend to go round his, or mine or whatever.'

I could feel my cheeks getting hotter and hotter and I was so relieved that it was night time. At least this way no one would be able to see my blush properly. Apparently though, that wasn't the case. All eyes were on me, even Emmett's although he made sure he was eyeing me through the mirror. A big proud grin plastered on his face.

I waited for him to say something, in the process of seeing if Alice would put together what I was saying, but she was clueless, I think the thought of people being together just so they could fool around a couple times a week were preposterous to her, or she was just too innocent to even think like that. When I snatched a look at Edward, he seemed as oblivious as Alice.

Emmett chuckled, low and heavy. 'Seriously Alice, Edward, I thought I had taught you two better than this. Bella here is trying to say that her and this James guy are friends with benefits.'

Their eyes widened as they realised the truth behind what Emmett was saying, and neither of them knew what to say next.

I felt extremely belittled when Emmett said that to them though. It made me sound slightly whorish considering my age and everything. Especially with Bree in the car, I was her big sister, I needed to set an example for her to follow, I felt the need to defend myself. 'Only to an extent Emmett.'

'To an extent?' Emmett asked, as if the idea of not going all the way was completely idiotic and foreign to him.

Edward sighed and leant his head against the window, watching the forest zoom by past us. 'She means she hasn't had-'

'Gone the distance.' I interrupted, not wanting Bree to hear any part of this discussion, I mean she was only thirteen, she was still entitled to hold on to the majority of her innocence.

Edward looked at me questioningly, wondering why I had cut him off, but with a very minute head tilt, I signalled to my sister who was sat quietly, watching the whole exchange between us all with wide eyes.

'So you mean you haven't?' Emmett asked, taken aback.

'No.'

'And do you plan to?'

'I'm not answering that.'

'But would you.'

'I'm not answering that.' I emphasized. 'Seriously Emmett, do you really think I would divulge the ins and outs of my relationship with you? I mean, no offense, but we aren't exactly best buds are we, and anyway, I don't feel comfortable discussing this.'

'Well, I don't know how this James guy does it, if I were him, I don't know if I would be able to restrain myself.' Emmett admitted, shaking his head in disbelief. I thought I heard Edward mutter 'me either' under his breath but it was too faint for me to be sure.

'I think Emmett means that as a compliment.' Alice guessed, trying to analyse her brother's comment.

'Yeah, definitely. 'Cuz I mean, you're hot Bella.' Emmet stated, not at all embarrassed by the inappropriate comment.

'Thank you, I guess?' I replied, not sure whether to make it a general statement or a question.

'You are very welcome.' He paused and concentrated on his driving for a while, the whole car going into a deadly silence, all verbally exhausted from interrogating me over my love life, or should I say lust life? 'So Bells, this is the route we take to school?'

'Yep. I don't know why Charlie wanted me to show it to you guys, I mean, it's pretty straight forward, and in a town like this, there are only so many streets you can go down.'

'I think they just wanted to get rid of us so that they could have a booze up.' Alice giggled, probably closer to the mark than she thought. 'So Edward and I will be in the same year as you then Bella?' These people gave me a headache, they could change the conversational topic quicker that flipping through TV channels, how their train of thought switches so quickly is beyond me.

'Yeah, it's such a small school we'll most likely have a few lessons together too.' I said, not sure if it was a good thing or not, I knew Alice had a tendency to over talk a little, and there was no way I wanted to be falling behind because of her gift of gab.

'How are you getting to school?' Edward asked, not looking at me, instead still staring out of the window.

'I'm going to walk, Renee has to go into Seattle tomorrow, so she cant drive me, and Charlie always drives Bree to middle school, and I don't want Bree to be late, so...'

'We'll pick you up.' Edward stated leaving no room for negotiation.

'There is no need for that.' I said, I didn't want them to feel like they were under any obligation to take me to school, the walk would do me good anyway, I might get a cold from walking in the rain, but at least it would burn a little fat. 'I am more than capable of walking. Anyway, my house is completely out of your way, I don't want to be an inconvenience.'

'You wouldn't be an inconvenience, and anyway I would be much happier if I knew you weren't at risk of drowning while walking there.' He joked, finally moving to face me, flashing me a cheek-splitting smile that made me feel faint. 'Please let us drive you.' His eyes burned into mine and I felt myself fall into the hazy mist of his gaze and there was no way I had the power to resist doing what he wanted.

'If you insist.' I caved. There was no way to avoid cooperating.

'I do.'

'I guess that means I'm doing a pick up at the Swan residence then.' Emmett chuckled, not bothered that his little brother just arranged for him to do something without even consulting him about it first. If Bree had done that to me, I would have been pissed, but I guess it just depends on the relationship you have with your siblings.

That was the first day the Cullen's became a permanent fixture in my life. In some ways it was the beginning of the end. I would have to go through a lot of stuff with these people and I would have loved to of said it was worth it in the end, but to be honest, I just don't think that was the case.