I Do not own Twilight :]
BPOV
The town was quiet as I walked down the dirt road between the forest and my house. Even from here I could hear the soft buzz coming from Charlies TV. After living here for a year I still couldn't understand why I left my mother, Renee. She was sweet, loving, everything a mother should be. But I left her and moved here, and now when I wanted to leave the most Renee was gone never to be seen again. She died in a fire 4 months after I left her. Charlie is still getting over it the only way he knows how.
Abuse.
EPOV
I looked up at the stars blotting the sky. Two hundred miles in 7.8 minutes, Emmet was falling behind.
Cheater!
I rolled my eyes. "Sure, Whatever you say Emmet."
Stupid mind reader you knew I was going to turn right!
Laughing I walked up to our new house, Esme had already set the place up, painted, pictures the works. "Woah." I stepped back from the huge kitchen the smell hitting me like a truck.
What? Whats wrong?
"Gag, Esme already got Human food. Thought we would at least have a few minutes of pure air before we went back to this." I sighed and dashed up to my bedroom. The room was just to my liking, all white except for the silver furnisting dusting the room. My CDs lined up agianst one wall and my books against the other. A long gray couch perched close to a huge window facing Forks, Washington, my new home town.
That's it? Darn and here I wanted Rose to be there with her….
"Ew, Emmet Honestly I really don't want to know about that." I focused on throwing his thoughts from my mind. The gravel crunched down the road, trees snapped two miles away. Here comes the rest of the family. Alice was just coming around the corner driving her yellow porche. Rose was right behind her in the red convertible followed closly by Esme and Carlisle in my silver volvo. Emmet and Jasper were wrestling in the woods not far away, both fighting to get second place. I grinned as I saw Alice vision, she would get second, and Emment and Jasper would get yelled at from Esme for ruining her wonderful forest.
Alice pulled into the garage, and laughed as Esme flew past her toward the two boys breaking all her trees.
Oh those stupid teenagers! My Forest! Edward don't you dare laugh! NOT THAT OAK!
"EMMET MCARTY CULLEN! JASPER HALE CULLEN! You stop right this minute! Do you hear!?" Esme yelled toward the trees. Emmet and Jasper had backtracked now and were 5 miles away. "Jasper" Alice said calmly "Your not going to like it if you keep this up." She then turned toward the house and walked up to her bedroom closet. I quickly tuned her out when she started going through all the best fashion designers. Rose rolled her eyes and walked up to her vanity.
Such boys. Oh my Im beautiful. I wish Emmet would come home now. Jasper doesn't look half as good as me and he can't even do some of the things I can like…
"Ugh." I groaned and tuned her out as well. I heard Alice laugh. "Teaches you to stay out of peoples minds!" Rose growled. Finally the rest of the family walked into the house, taking it all in. Esme had done beautiful work as always. Emmet jumped on the couch flipping to the football game while Jasper and Carlisle headed to the study. Esme still tsked over her broken forest at the back of the house but her mind was more concerned with Jaspers new High school day tomorrow. Heck we all were concerned about that.
BPOV
I woke up with a dark bruise showing itself on my upper arm. The handprint over lapping the now faded yellow one from before. I sighed and hopped out of bed rumaging through my clothes. No T-shirt today. I glanced outside and groaned the rain had turned to a light fluffy white that had warning danger signs written all over it. Pulling on a old Nike hoodie and a pair of jeans I quietly ran to the bathroom if I was silent and quick I could get done before Charlie woke up and had to wait. Waiting was a BAD thing.
When I was done I peeked out of the door noting that Charlies was still sealed tight. Breathing a sigh of relief I trudged silently down the stairs. Another bowl of cereal, another slip on the front step, and another loud graon from my rusty red chevy who was always there when I need him to be. My chevy was better then any guy is what I always say. I blasted the heater and made my way slowly to another hell.
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