A/N

So here is my new story. This should be updated soon because I already have a lot of it planned out. If you started my other one, I'm sorry. I should have a new chapter up with in a week. But I hope you like this one!

When you come back I'll be alright
On your own again
Back to where it all began
The phone don't ring
And the tears they fall
but you carry on and on and on

On Your Own-Green River Ordinance (you should play this throughout the chapter. I think is goes pretty good with the story)

BPOV

I sat with my arms wrapped around my legs and my cheek pressed up against the window of the cab. Fields of green passed by, but my eyes were to blurry to really see…anything. My cheeks were stained with what seemed to be endless tears. Forks. All it is, is green, cold, and much like my tears, endless rain. I might seem like one of those girls where all there lives are filled with drama. Well, that's defiantly not me. I don't even know how to be that kind of girl. No, I was Bella Swan average looking with brown hair and brown eyes. The girl who lived in apartments in beaten up neighbor hoods, with no hot water, No ac or heater, moved to a new school and apartment almost my entire life. It was only ever my…mom…and I since my older brother and sister left to go to college here in Forks. I haven't seen them since I was eight. My…um mom….she's the reason I was here, the reason Jasper and Rose were never there growing up, the reason I had and still have bruises, and the reason I was broken and alone. Even though my life was hell, because of her I can't help but to miss her. She was all I ever had. All I ever knew. She was my comfort zone, and I was permanently being taken out of my comfort zone and pushed into a world filled with designer clothing, million dollar houses over looking the beach, and cars that were nicer than anything I've ever seen. I was pulled out of my thoughts when the car approached a huge white house that looked straight out of a fantasy.

I got out and the driver helped me pull my duffle out of the back. I reached in my messenger bag that was hanging over my shoulder and handed him the money that July, the CPS worker, gave me for the drive here. He thanked me and gave me that look. The one that held wonder and pity. I was used to it and it's only been three days.

I walked up to the huge door and rang the bell that was to the right of it. I was scared of whether my family would accept me after all these years, scared whether they'd be mad that I was disrupting their perfect lives.

There was no more time for being scared though, because the door started to open. Pulled all the way back it showed one of the only two people I had left. She was tall and had blonde hair that went past her shoulders. I didn't know her anymore, yet I felt safe being near her.

"Rose" It came out like a muffled sob. I dropped my bags and she came forward and enveloped me in a huge hug. She pulled away and stepped back quickly, as if she wasn't suppose to show any affection towards anyone.

"Come on. I'll show you your room." I grabbed my bag again and stepped in, closing the door behind me. I started to follow her and we went up two flights of stairs. When we got to the third floor, I saw two doors side by side. She pointed to the one on the right.

"This ones yours." She pointed to the one on the left. "That ones Edward's. He's 's son, the people who own the house. Anyways, there is a door in there that leads to the bathroom. You have to share it with him, but he doesn't talk much so I don't think it should be a big deal. Um….Jasper should be home soon and then I think we should sit down and talk. But you can go ahead and get settled then come down stairs." She said it a little rushed. She probably wanted to be out of the awkward situation just as much as I did. I just nodded and watched her walk down the stairs.

I turned the knob on my new bedroom door, and gasped when it opened. The roof was slanted and was almost the size of my whole one bedroom apartment, when I lived with….mom. I set my bags down on the blank king size mattress that was in the middle of the room.

I walked over to the two doors that were side by side and opened the one on the left. It was a huge walk in closet that could probably fit a car. Too bad I only have a sweater, jacket, three shirts, and a pair of pants.

I moved on to the next door. It was the bathroom. It had a counter with two sinks and a mirror that opened up to a cabinet on each side, a huge glass walk-in shower, and a toilet.

There was after shave and a blue toothbrush on the counter. I hadn't even thought about sharing the bathroom with a complete stranger. I wonder if they are really okay with me being here. I mean, they already have Jasper and Rose here.

I walked out and closed the door. I sat on the bed, afraid to go down stairs. Oh well I should probably go talk to them.

I was walking down the stairs and being my usual self, tripped on the last step. I waited for the impact of the floor, but it never came. I looked up to see short blond hair surrounding the face that looked similar to Rose's, but manlier. It was Jasper.

Neither of us said anything he just pulled me into a hug. When he let go he walked me over to where Rose was sitting and we both took a seat. They were on the couch and I was in the chair across from them.

I noticed a box that was sitting next to Rose on the floor, but didn't say anything. No one had said anything so I decided to speak up.

"How come you guys never made contact with me? Why did you leave me? Why did you never call or write? You promised you would come back for me!" I meant to talk calmly with them, but due to my crying I ended up yelling it at them. Rose answered back calmly but fiercely.

"Bella, we spent almost all of our free time during college trying to track you down. Whenever we called, the phone was turned off. We checked your school but they said you moved, and couldn't tell us where you went. When we called mom's work, they said the same thing. When we went to the apartment it was empty, and the neighbors said you were long gone. We told you we would come back to protect you, and we tried, but she kept you away from us!"

I couldn't even breathe.

"You're lying she would never do that. You just didn't want to be around us!" I protested.

"No she's not Bella. The social worker gave us these. She found them next to the um…pills…she..um..took." He picked up the shoe box and handed them to me.

I opened the box and saw hundreds of letters that were forwarded to wherever we were living at the time. I picked up the one on top with my shaky hand, and tried to stop my tears. I opended it and I saw a birthday card with a design and the number nine on it. A five dollar bill fell out of it. The writing said…

Bella,

We wish we were there. Love you so much! I hope you

get to put this to good use! Call us so we can wish you a

happy birthday! Love you forever!

Jasper and Rosalie!!!!!!

There was a number under there signature. I dropped it and opened the next letter it said stuff like, "Don't lay a hand on her," and "We will come back to get her." The next one though to have been opened and was addressed from mom to them.

You have no idea who you're dealing with. Bella deserves to be hit. She's ungrateful just like you two were.

That was the first line and it shocked me to the point I couldn't breathe she kept them from me. I spent my whole life hating them for something they didn't do. There was no way they were lying because it was her writing. I threw the box off my lap and started running to the door. I saw their faces as I passed them, looks of shock and worry painted on them. I didn't stop though. I just ran straight out the door, passing a group of people who were probably the Cullens. Did I stop? No, I kept going and felt the tears streaming down my face. I could hear them yelling, but didn't stop.

"Why me? Why did she do this? They were all I had? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY ME?" I was in hysterics. I couldn't see and just realized I had fallen and was on my knees. Also, that Japer and Rose both had their arms wrapped around me.

I didn't understand why she did all of this. Why she killed herself, why she didn't love me, why she didn't let me see them. And the one that hurt the most, why did it have to be me?