Prologue

Pain, hurts. Emotive flickers past my eyes like a flame. Reality is pain - Pain hurts - and so I live in reality, causing the pain, hurt and even sorrow towards myself. 4 Years...4 horrible years - alone and unwanted - my career in safe hands, my personal life is living hell or reality as I name it. I think back to the months I was happily and blissfully at ease - but that's all gone now, along with my handsome lover.

A Far Cry Of Hope

Chapter 1: Checking In

EDWARD POV

"Hello, I made a reservation earlier this afternoon."

"Certainly - Your name?"

"Cullen - Edward Cullen."

"Well Mr Cullen, your room is No.87 and your luggage should be up there already." The receptionist said, handing me my key, receipt and ect. "We hope you enjoy your stay." she pouted - aww she looked cute.

I smiled briefly at her - "Thanks" - and walked to the elevators, got in and pressed the button 'UP'.

It was on the 3rd floor that a group of people got in. They pressed the 'DOWN' button to my displeasure. The little pixie-like girl turned to me and asked "You coming tonight sir?" she giggled.

I sighed. "Where?" I asked.

"Why - to DanceNation - it's in the hall at the hotel tonight! And our Izzybelle is competing! She's a really good singer! You look like you need some fun !" She fluttered.

I shrugged - why not? "Alright, then I'll go."

The elevator doors opened and I was greeted by the sight of the ground floor...again.

"My name's Alice, by the way and I'll see you then!" she giggled again and dragged the two boys with her out of the doors. A few seconds later, they closed and I jabbed the 'UP' button again.

Had I just agreed to go to a party/ competition by a complete stranger? I better call my brothers to come as well. The doors opened on the 6th floor, I stepped out smartly and walked to room No.87, put the key in, turned it and went inside.

The luxury suite was massive, a designer looking kitchen in the corner, a giant HD plasma television in the middle with surrounding sofas and seats. To the opposite side was a door and I went through it. I found the master bedroom - my room with the biggest bed I had ever seen in my life. To the left was en suite bathroom and you knew it was classy, when they had mints on the pillows.

I got my cell out of my briefcase and called 'Emmett' and waited. He answered on the 15th beep when I was about to hang up.

"Dude, what the fuck were do doing?" I asked, disbelieved.

He grunted. "Well I am most sorry for messing up with your precious time, Eddie!" He mocked me.

Then he went serious. "Y'know I was kind of in the middle of asking Rosie out. Dude - not cool!" He seemed disappointed.

"Fucks sake - it's easy!" I grunted back "Don't make it awkward - quick and easy like ripping of a band-aid. Just say 'Hey Rosalie - wanna hang out sometime?' If she says yeah then suggest like a movie or bowling or anything!"

How many times had I explained this to him?

"Ok bro! Calm down! Got the advice. Whaddit you want anyways?"

I laughed - typical Emmett. "Well y'know I had a conference in Seattle..?"

He paused - "Yeeah? - If you asking me out, I'll totally kill you Ed!" I laughed along with him.

"Nope, not doing that bro, I was here and somebody suggested to me that there's a party here around 8. You can make that from Forks can't you?" He thought for a moment. "Hang on!" I waited but I could still hear him...

"Hey Rosalie? Want to go to a party in Seattle tonight? Starts around eight?" He asked nervously.

I heard a girl giggle. "Really? Your asking me out Emmy? You are so sweet! Of course!, drop me home and I can get ready."

He has scored. I grinned as 'Emmy' continued. "Ok, I'll just reply to my brother, and then drop you home." He came to the phone then.

"Yeah - We're coming!" I grinned wider. "Ok, see you soon Emmy!" I hung up before he could reply. That would teach him to call me Eddie all the time.

I then called 'Jazz' and he was quicker. "Hello?" came a very gloomy Jasper.

God's Teeth! "Jazz, are you telling me - Your still hung up on Irina?" He sighed deeply, sounding more like a gust of wind.

"I loved her bro! I miss her so much! I'd do anything to get rid of the heartbreak!"

I pretended to act dumb. "Come to a party tonight - in Seattle - it's at the hotel I'm in and I have a luxury suite which has 4 bedrooms - you could rave into the night and find yourself another sexy girl to be with!" I was talking how Jasper knew he needed to be talked to like.

He seemed to perk up. "Ok, then - what time do you want us to meet you?" He reminded me a lot of the girl who I had met in the elevator.

"Well, I finish my day of work around 6:30 tonight. Meet me in the foyer around..7ish ok? I'll come downstairs and escort you up."

He sighed a sigh of relief. "You're the best bro Edward!" I grinned.

"I know" I said. "By the way - Emmett's bringing Rosalie so we can't be left out can we?"

I gossiped, sounding more like an 13 year old girl. There was a silence when he said "Finally - you don't realise how fucking much he's been saying about his 'Roasykinns'. Esme even got tired of it as he sounded like a girl moaning about it. Carlisle even offered to paint his bedroom pink. Emmett didn't appreciate the gesture much."

I laughed. Typical Emmett - he was actually the youngest of us brothers. I was the eldest brother and I was 20, nearly 21. Jasper was 19 - dropping out of college early and staying at the family home in Forks, along with the baby brother Emmett - who was 18. I hung up and decided to finish off some important paperwork before my siblings were due to arrive.

It was half past 7 and they were both late. I had been hovering around the foyer for nearly half an hour and the receptionist seemed to enjoy my presence. I walked over to her and causally asked her

"I heard there was a party/competition tonight in the hotel?" she smiled warmly up at me from her seat. She nodded as she spoke.

"Yes Mr Cullen - The DanceNation applied an application to hire out the hall for these next 2 weeks." She continued smiling.

Why had she told me all her freaking life story? Sounded like it to me. I shrugged.

"Thanks anyway. I'm just waiting for my brothers to arrive." Her eyes widened.

"Are they checking in?" her work mode came in.

"Their sharing my suite with me - I'd appreciate it if you didn't charge me - their only here for a few nights."

I winked as I flirted at her. She looked down and answered "My lips are sealed." I leaned forward.

"Just the way they should stay." I winked and her face turned pink.

I turned round to see a familiar Jeep pull out through the glass doors. I walked out of the doors and leaned against the wall of the hotel. Emmett got out and walked round the Jeep to open the door for Rosalie.

She was very pretty - but not my pretty - She was blonde - golden blonde and her long curls fell almost to her shoulders.

I smiled openly at them as they noticed me there. Emmett grinned widely and walked towards me. He pulled me into a tight hug and whispered "Cheers dude!" into my ear. He let me go and I patted him on the back

"Good - well at least you can face the big wide world Emmy! Mom always knew you'd hate the pink bedroom idea." He glowered at me but Rosalie giggled.

I shock her hand and introduced myself "Hey - I'm Emmett's big brother, Edward. Nice to meet you Rosalie." She turned pink.

Then she looked at Emmett - he nodded, then she grabbed his hand - dear lord.

Just as we were going to go inside - a horn honked. It was Jasper! Jasper parked his motorbike on the curb and embraced me and Emmett. He said Hi to Rosalie and went to park his 'Lola' in the underground private car park.

He rejoined us and we went upstairs to the suite. Rosalie went into her room and took AGES getting ready. Jasper and I seemed intent on taking the piss out of 'Emmy' while she was getting ready.

He had dressed himself in his favourite shirt and jeans. He even combed his messy hair. I shock my head - "Em - it's never gunna work" I muttered.

He jumped and had a mini panic attack. Instead I gelled his hair, seeing as I was a gel expert in the family. I made it look simple. Jasper knew what he was doing - he had a soft cushion of sandy blonde hair, which he kept smooth. That's why it was so easy, during high school, when he'd got laid the night before when he came down for breakfast - so his girls could mess it up for him. Hmm.

My bronze and special hair naturally never laid straight like Jasper and Esme liked that for me - Emmett's could if you forced but mine never did. That's when I got into gel-ing my hair before going out. My spikes - made me feel more masculine. It also helped that I went to the gym every other day to keep in shape. I wore my leather jacket as per usual and jeans, with my new sneakers.

We were all waiting for Rose when the room phone rang. I answered it. "Hello?"

"Hello? Is this Room No.34? Because if so, Rodger - please fucking let me in!"

"Nope - this is room No.87 - wrong number. Bye."

"Oh my god - I'm so sorry! Bye"

"Nah it's ok. See ya."

She hung up. Jasper gave me a look. "Who was that? You avoiding someone?" I shrugged - "No - some girl demanding the guy in room No.34 to let her in."

"Oh right." and then this was the time that Rosalie made her grand entrance. I had to admit she looked pretty hot - she wasn't wearing anything fancy like posh - She had some bright red lip-stick and a short dark red mini-dress, which went down to her thigh.

I glanced at Emmett - he seemed gob smacked. She walked over to him and he held her hand. "You look great Rose!" he whispered- but loud enough for us to hear. Jasper and I failed to keep a straight face and it was halfway across the foyer that we burst into laughter.

We went across to the hall, opened the door and went in. It was manic inside! Full music raving and loads of flashing bright lights. People danced like mad and quite a few had even started dancing on the stage, like in the X Factor. This wasn't a nation television show - just something for the hotel. Great.

About an hour after we got in, after a few drinks of coke - I spotted the girl from the elevator dancing with the two other boys and another female. Jasper seemed to have spotted them as well. I nudged him - "The small pixie-like one was the girl who told me about the party in the he first place. Try hitting on her."

He looked afraid - "Huh?"

I sighed "You wanna get over that bitch - try hitting on other girls!" I explained, exasperated.

He nodded. "Ok" and he handed me his drink and strode steadily into the crowd towards her.

I sipped my coke - waiting.

This is only me re-writing as my spelling was up the wall and at the end I shall add a new shiny chapter xx