Epov

A new month another trip back to the orphanage.

In all seventeen years of my life I had never had a real home even my real one. According to the orphanage my parents died in a car crash and that's how I ended up there, I never questioned it.

The social workers came for me after a day of being back at my old room at the orphanage and brought me to meet a family, they seemed nice a young woman and a doctor who introduced themselves as Esme and Carlisle Cullen. And to say the least, they looked like gods.

We talked for awhile and they said something that shocked me, they were going to adopt me. They weren't a foster family for me to stay with for a month or so, it was a family.

"A-a-are you joking?" I stuttered out and they shook their heads.

"No, not in the least. Welcome to the family Edward."

I grinned and gave them each a hug before I was released to go pack my things while they signed the adoption papers.

I stood outside the door for a second there though and I heard the social worker tell them something.

"Are you sure you want to adopt him? He has some history of self destructive tendencies and suicide attempts." He told the Cullens.

God dammit I might not get a home now! Goddamn social worker!

"You make it sound like this young man is some puppy we can just return to petsmart and not a human being!" Carlisle told the man outraged.

"I'm adopting the boy and thats that!" Carlisle announced before I heard him sign the papers.

I let out a sigh of relief before sneaking to my room to pack. I rolled up the sleeves of my thermal shirt and traced the slits on my wrists. I hope this family isn't like the others I've had...

I went to sleep for the last time in that orphanage and it was the worst sleep of my life. I had nightmares about the other families I've stayed with some so bad that I woke up crying. I'm glad I never had a roommate...

I woke up at seven in the morning figuring that even if I fell asleep again that it wouldn't end well. So simply I stayed awake busying myself with cleaning, packing, reading, and choosing what to wear.

God I felt like a girl standing in my tiny bland room trying to decide what to wear. In my boxers no less... Finally I went with my only pair of converse, some skinny jeans, a plain blue t-shirt, and my favorite striped hoodie.

The social worker for the orphanage came to give me a wake up call and to say the Cullens would be here soon. He was surprised I was up to say the least. The fact that I was packed was enough to make his jaw drop but the fact that I had made my bed and folded all the towels on top of the dresser and I folded the top one to like a crane like they do in hotels, or at least like they supposedly do at hotels...

"How long have you been up?" He asked me looking around the room.

"A couple hours give or take."

"I guess I should have checked up on you sooner." He sighed running a hand through his jet black hair.

"Its alright I suppose I'm a bit anxious..." I led off letting out a nervous chuckle.

"A little Edward? You made a fucking crane out of a bath towel." He told me chuckling.

"What can I say, I-no offense- want to get the hell out of here."

"None taken."

Fifteen minutes later I was gone loaded up into the Cullen family Mercedes and taken to the Cullen family mansion. And now, I was Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. No more Edward Masen the orphan only Edward Cullen, son of a doctor and a interior decorator who lives in a big ass house.

They showed me around the house and let me settle in for a bit then decided to all go to the local diner and eat.

It was a small little place with bright lighting and the staff knew everyone by name.

A guy about my age with messy blonde hair came up to get our drink orders and Carlisle began to speak with him.

"How's Bella?" Carlisle asked the boy who seemed to be named Jasper.

"Not very well, and she decided to be a dumb ass and come to work." He sighed biting his lip.

"She did what? She's supposed to be resting and only leaving your house for emergencies and appointments." Carlisle sighed.

"I know but she's rather stubborn... My argument to get her to stay home was that James may show up here and cause a scene..." Jasper told him and Carlisle nodded.

"Yes indeed, I may need to have a word with that girl if you don't mind."

"Not at all, you probably won't have any luck though." Jasper told him his thick Texas accent strumming through.

Carlisle left the table to go into the kitchen and Jasper sighed loudly.

"Jasper have you met our new son Edward?" Esme asked Jasper and he shook his head and turned to face me.

"Jasper Whitlock." He greeted me politely holding out his hand.

I shook it, "Edward Cullen."

"Are you a Junior or Senior?" Jasper asked me.

"I'm a Junior, You?"

"Same here and my friend Bella, the girl your father is trying to talk some sense into, is also a junior."

"Nice."

"Bella, honestly have some sense of self preservation; your father was my best friend and I can't stand to see you make yourself miserable." Carlisle said walking out of the kitchen and holding open the door for the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on.

Our eyes met and I surveyed her, there were so many scars on her, it was unbelieveable. She was broken but beautiful to say the least. Her wrists were covered in slits, every inch of her that was visible was covered in either scars or bruises, and her face was heart breaking to look at she had a black eye and one jagged scar going across her face.

She saw me staring and instantly looked away blushing madly.

Carlisle patted her on the back telling her to give us a call if she even tripped.

"Bella don't be rude!" Jasper chimed looking at me grinning.

Bella turned on her converse clad heels to face me.

"Hi," she greeted me pleasantly smiling offering up her very scarred hand.

"Hi, I'm Edward." I greeted her in return gently shaking her tiny hand and a spark ran between us.

"I'm Bella," She told me.

We just kinda stood there for a second not even making a move to disconnect our hands.

We seemed so cheesy, standing there staring into eachothers eyes. Her's were choclate brown and filled to the brim with pain.

She was still breathtaking despite everything.

"Bella, Edward it's time to let go." Jasper chimed in.

"Oh sorry," We both said at once but we both knew we really weren't sorry.

"I'll see you around Edward." Bella told me backing up before gracefully turning on her heels to head back into the kitchen.

"So what did you guys want to drink again?" Jasper asked us pulling out his notepad.