Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the plot. Stephenie Meyer owns everything else.
Preface
It was my birthday and I was at the Cullen residence. I felt comfortable and safe here. I knew that if someone was trying to kill me, this wonderful family would save me. Well, except Rosalie. Little did I know that one member of this family would try to kill me tonight.
Chapter One - Birthday
I was standing with Edward waiting anxiously for Alice to start my party. "I can protect you from everyone, except my sister.", he told me. Just then Alice bursted through the door. "It's time.", she chimed as she grabbed my free hand and drug us downstairs. "Happy Birthday, Honey.", Esme said. I could already tell that she considered me a part of her family. "Thank you.", I said while blushing a scarlet red. Emmett laughed. Alice began taking pictures and I stared at her. "I hope that you don't mind. I got it out of your bag.", she said apologetically. I smiled. "It's okay.", I assured her. "Okay. Show the love.", Alice said while making Edward and I stand closer to each other. She snapped the photo. "Now, this one is from Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper.", Alice said while handing me a brightly colored present. I opened it and then opened the box. It was empty. I stared at them with questions written all over my face. "Already installed it in your truck.", Emmett explained. Of course he had. He didn't like my ancient truck. "Thanks.", I whispered. The three of them nodded. "This one is from Carlisle and Esme.", Alice said handing me another wrapped gift. I smiled at them and began to, carefully, remove the wrapping paper. "Ouch.", I said while looking at my finger. Edward looked at me, worriedly, when a couple of drops of blood fell on the floor. I looked up. Edward, who was standing beside me, was now standing in front of me. I tried to grab him, but couldn't because I was flying away from him. I heard glass shatter as I landed on a table. I felt pain in my right arm, so I looked. I was cut, deep by all the glass. "Get Jasper outside!" I heard someone yell. I looked up, in time, to see Rosalie, Alice, and Emmett hauling Jasper out of the back door. Esme apologized and then followed them. I didn't see Edward, so I looked around until I found him. He was standing a few feet away from me, just staring at me. I could tell that he was scared and upset, so stretched, my unharmed, hand out to him. He put his head down as Carlisle came to examine my arm. "Go find Jasper. I'm pretty sure that he is upset with himself. You are the only one that he will listen to.", Carlisle told Edward. He nodded and, the next second, he was gone. "I'll need to take care of this in my office. I'm sure that you don't want to go to the hospital.", Carlisle said. I shook my head. That would be a mistake. I followed Carlisle, up the stairs, to his huge office. He cleared a spot off of his desk for me to sit. I sat down as Carlisle gave me a shot to numb my arm, so that he could get the glass out and stitch up my cut. I watched him carefully. He was quick. After the glass was out and he had the stitches in, he wrapped my arm up. "I'll take you home.", he said. I was just about to say 'okay', when I heard Edward's velvet voice. "No. I'll take her.", he said. I sighed. Edward was still mad, but I didn't know why. Edward carried me downstairs. I held my breath because it smelled strongly of bleach. I felt bad. I was blaming myself. "I'll clean up my mess, Esme.", I said quietly. Edward's arms stiffened. "It's okay Bella, Honey. I'm almost done.", she said smiling. I sighed again. Edward carried me to his silver Volvo and sat me in the passenger seat. He even buckled my seat belt. This wasn't good. I had to get him to talk to me. Edward got in, started the car in one swift movement, and we were racing down the driveway. I could feel tears beginning to fill my eyes. I tried to be quick about wiping them away, but, of course, he noticed. We had just parked outside of Charlie's. Edward turned to look at me and turned my face towards him. He wiped the tears, that had excaped, away. "Go inside, Bella. You need to go to sleep.", he said dryly. "Will you stay with me tonight?", I asked, even though I felt like I already knew the answer. "Not tonight.", he said. I nodded, got out of his car, slammed the door, and ran inside. I heard him drive away. "Bella?", Charlie called. Who else would it be? I thought to myself. "Yeah, dad.", I called back. "How was the party?", he asked still not looking at me. "It was good. I'm tired, so I'm going to bed. Goodnight.", I said, almost losing it right there. "Goodnight, Bells.", he said, still not looking at the tv. I was glad. I went up the stairs, remembering to drag my feet. I went straight to my room and fell on my bed. I felt cold hands touch me and I jumped up. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.", Edward said quietly. I began to cry again. He grabbed me and pulled me back on to the bed. "I'm sorry.", he whispered again. I took a few breaths to calm myself. "I...I thought you said that you weren't going to stay tonight.", I whispered. "I'm not. I just couldn't stand being away from you while you are hurting.", he explained. I sighed. "Listen, Edward. What happened with Jasper, a few minutes ago, was nothing.", I told him. It was silent for a moment while he gathered his thoughts. "You're right. It was nothing. But what I did was unforgivable. I'm sorry.", he said. After that was said, he was gone. I laid down again and cried into my pillow all night.