Hey I'm Back!

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"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen"

"It's nice to meet you" I said as I shook his hand gently.

Esme came through the door then, "Okay girls, we're going to have a group counselling session now that you are all back from school and such. So, boys, room's now. Go do your homework. I'll call when dinner is ready." She said.

"Emmett, I expect to see your homework all completed and no more detention slips for me to sign" she looked at her son sternly, Emmett just smiled sheepishly and kissed his mother on the cheek before chasing Jasper up the stairs, Edward trailed behind them.

"Everyone sit on the floor in a circle!" Esme said cheerily. Once everyone had sat down in an egg-shaped circle, Esme began speaking "Okay girls you have to say your name, age, where you're from, and something about you. You can also say why you are here as you know at Cullen house we like to all be open with each other, but, if you would prefer not to, you don't have to. Let's begin! Tanya, will you start us off?"

"Well my name is Tanya Denali. I'm fourteen years old and I'm from Alaska. My mother was killed when I was nine in a car collision and my father couldn't cope. He OD'd and I got placed into care when I was ten. The first home I was at, there was an older boy, he kept touching me, and he told me he'd kill me if I ever told. He got me hooked on methadone. Turns out he was an addict and had left the other stuff and transferred onto meth, he started putting it in my food and stuff, and I didn't find out till three months later. On my eleventh birthday, he raped me and I told my social worker exactly a year later, once he was out of care of course, so he couldn't hurt me. He got jailed but released on bail. He came after me and that landed his ass in prison." Tanya chuckled when Esme scolded her for swearing "And something about me is that my dad got himself clean six months ago and has started visiting me. Also I've started a course to wean me off the meth, and I think it's working." Tanya said happily.

"Thank you Tanya. Jessica? Would you like to go next?" Esme asked. Jessica just nodded furiously before launching into her speech. "Well, my name is Jessica Stanley. I'm fourteen too. I'm from Texas, I got abducted when I was ten, and they kept me locked in a room for almost six months with little food and little water. I broke a leg off a table and hit them in the head and got out. I got home but my mother had killed herself because she thought I was dead, my dad couldn't live without her, so he killed himself too. I was gonna get put into care so I ran away. I was picked up by this guy, Riley, he was a drug dealer. I was so stupid, but I was eleven years old and terrified, he offered me a place to stay, but said I'd have to pay. I had no money obviously, so he started selling me to people. Told me that the ecstasy would help me forget my parents, so I wouldn't feel so depressed. Kate, was one of Riley's girls, she told me that her friend Victoria had gotten away from her pimp and came to this place. I was thirteen and I wanted away from Riley. He sent me and Kate out each night to find someone each, and if we didn't, we'd both get a beating. I went to the hospital with Kate the next day, Dr. Cullen realized straight away what was going on and Esme came and got us. I've been here for like 6 months. And Riley has never been found" She smiled sadly while Kate and Tanya hugged her.

Suddenly, a question popped up in my head. "Wait! What was the girls name? the one that got away from her pimp?" I asked. It couldn't be.

"Victoria. Why?" Kate asked suspisiously.

"What did she look like?" I asked frantically. It wouldn't be her, but I had to know for sure.

"She had bright red curly hair, almost catlike features. She was pregnant when she left. She was only fourteen, same age as me. She said the baby was her pimps. James something." Kate looked thoughtful for a moment "Nomad. James Nomad. She said one of the other girls helped her get out."

"It's her!" Alice said excitedly "it has to be! Esme? Did she come here?"

"Yes why?" Esme asked, obviously confused.

"That was the girl we were talking about earlier! At the hospital" Rose said happily.

"Oh my goodness! Why didn't I put the pieces together before?" Esme said frustrated.

"What happened to her? Why did she leave?" I asked warily. Victoria seemed so determined to keep the baby, I didn't think she would get rid of it. "Oh god. She lost it didn't she?" I asked as I put my head in my hands. It was the only reasonable explanation.

"No! Oh, no no no! please don't get upset Bella! She didn't lose the baby. She kept it. She came here and had the baby. A little girl. Isabella. She said without Isabella she would never even have been alive. It was you wasn't it Bella? You were the Isabella?" Esme asked gently, it was like all the puzzle pieces had been put together in her head.

I nodded. "She needed out. I knew what James would do to her if he found out. I had to help her. I just can't believe that she named her daughter after me." I whispered.

"What happened to her? And the baby?" Rosalie asked curiously.

"She went to school while she was pregnant, then afterwards the baby stayed here. she stayed completely clean throughout her entire pregnancy, she said she was going to make a life for her baby. She met a boy and they fell in love. She moved in with his family when she turned fifteen and little Isabella was just born. She still visits regularly. Isabella will be a month old now. She still comes to see me for her counselling sessions." Esme said happily.

"Can we see her?" Alice asked excitedly.

Esme nodded and told Kate to continue.

"My names Kate Smith. I'm twelve years old and I'm from Alaska too. My parents were killed. I ran away from care. Riley found me and got me hooked on E as well. Me and Jess came to this place six months ago. Don't know what else to say… oh yeah something about me is that I have `issues` trusting people. No wonder." She grumbled at the end. Who could blame her?

"Kate" Esme warned "we've talked about this. You don't have `issues` but you do need to learn to trust a little easier sweetheart." Kate just smiled sheepishly and mouthed sorry.

"Angela? Do you want to go next?" Esme asked.

"Yeah. My name is Angela Webber. I'm fifteen and Bree is my little sister, she's Ten, the youngest here. We're from Washington and our mom was an addict. We got put into care and our first set of parents treated us literally like slaves. One day I came home from school when I was eleven and saw our older foster brother raping my six year old sister. I lashed out. He'd hit me before but not like that." She looked disgusted, and to be honest, I probably did too. "I hit him on the head with a baseball bat. He passed out and I got done for assault. Turns out he had been abusing Leah sexually for a year. I was supposed to go to juvie but the judge was sympathetic because her daughter had been abused, so she let us stay together and put us here. I got tested and found out that he had been putting HGH in my food. That's why I was so angry and why I got so strong so quickly. He done it to mess with me, not realizing I would go for him. A fact about me is that I've never met my father." Angela just looked relieved her turn was over. Esme motioned for Bree to go next.

"Ang told you most of it. I don't really remember much from my childhood, but I do remember him and I hate it. Also Ang is my best friend, along with Leah." Bree smiled across the room at the girl with the short black hair.

"Okay good Bree. Carmen?" Esme asked the older girl politely.

"Well I'm Carmen Jones. I'm seventeen and the oldest as I told you earlier" She grinned "Emily is my best friend and we're going to get an apartment together when we leave for college. I'm from Ohio and my mother hit me and blamed it on my dad. He took the blame and went to jail for it. My mother was left to look after me and she started sending me to buy her heroin. I bought it and gave half to her and kept half for me. I was fifteen. I got picked up and I ended up here once my dad was let out. He wanted custody but I can't forgive him for leaving me alone with her. It may seem cruel but she was an addict and she hit me. I was fourteen and he left me with her." Carmen shuddered delicately.

"I'll go next!" Emily piped up happily "I'm Emily Young. I'm fifteen and I want to major in therapy because I want to help other girls like me. I had a great life until Paul came and messed it up when I was thirteen. He was my first love, and my pimp. He used it against me and made me sell myself for cocaine. I got some and he got the rest. I just woke up one day and tried to leave. He got a knife and tried to stab me in the face, I don't know how I managed it, but I did. I got out and got to the hospital, now a year later I'm here." Emily smiled happily "I know the scars are ugly, but, Sam, my boyfriend finds them beautiful, and that's all that matters" Emily sighed happily.

"Leah dear, would you like to go next?" Esme asked gently.

She shook her head furiously no.

"Why not? Please?" Esme begged.

Leah just walked out the room and left.

"Sorry. She's just a little shy." Esme smiled sadly.

"She's not shy." I argued "She's hurt and she's eleven years old."

I shuddered at the thought. Poor Leah. She couldn't even open up to girls who had been in a similar situation, albeit most weren't as young but they still understood to a certain extent.

"She just doesn't care about anyone but herself" Tanya said snarkily, admiring her nails.

"What age were you when that perv started feeling you up Tanya? Ten?" I asked, making sure my voice was full of annoyance for the older girl.

"Yes. Why?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

"You were ten. Now I don't know how long that stuff went on for before she told, but it sure as hell must have been a while. Think about how hard it must have been for you Tanya, at age ten, and then imagine it happening at age nine, age eight even. Then you can try and say that she only cares about herself." I snarled. I felt a protective instinct over the younger girl. "I was ten when James started selling me, I was an addict to herion by age 11. My mother was dead and I just hit rock bottom. Rose was abused since she was eight years old. She told her parents and they kicked her out when she was twelve. James made her become a prostitute straight away."

"He said he didn't want to wait till I was older." Rose said bravely.

"Yeah." I paused to see if Rosalie would say anything else but she stayed silent so I continued "Alice was eleven and her parents kicked her out. Her boyfriend sold her to James when she was eleven." I glanced over at Alice to make sure she was okay with me saying all that, thankfully, she seemed to be okay. "So Tanya. Tell me now, do you honestly think that Leah only cares about herself? I'm sorry but I was ten years old. I hadn't even hit puberty yet and I was Leah's age and a prostitute, and let me tell you, it was the hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life. To get up every single day and go and sleep with random men, I hated myself. Rose was eight when she was abused, and it's fucked her up majorly." I glanced over at Rose and saw her nodding sadly "She told me how horrible it was, her brother was supposed to protect her and look after her, not perv her up at any given opportunity. Who's to say Leah wasn't younger? She was thrown out by her parents when she was ten. Ten fucking years old!" Tanya just rolled her eyes, as if she didn't care, which she probably didn't. I stormed up to Tanya. I grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked her down so she was below me "So now do you think she only cares about herself? I mean, why should she care about anyone else huh? Everyone else she ever cared about abandoned her!" I snarled angrily.

In the background I could vaguely hear shouting and someone was trying to pull me off of Tanya. I let go of those strawberry locks and let myself be carried away.

Once we reached the corridor, I turned to see who my carrier was.

"What the Fuck Bella! Do you want to get kicked out?" Rosalie screamed at me "Because that's what will happen if you attack someone at any given opportunity!"

"You heard what she was saying about Leah! You know exactly where I was coming from Rose! Don't pretend you don't!" I yelled angrily.

"Of course we Fucking heard her, I think china did. She wasn't exactly subtle." Alice sighed.

Rose sighed as well and pinched her nose with her thumb and forefinger. She touched my face and wiped away moisture from my cheeks. Huh. I hadn't even noticed I was crying.

"Oh Bella. What am I gonna do with you?" Rose said as I sobbed violently into her shoulder.

"I was just so mad Rose! Yeah she was abused but she had no right to say that stuff about her! She's eleven years old! Just a baby! It's like Tanya forgot how she felt at that age!"

"Or she doesn't want to remember" Rosalie mumbled.

I completely understood. A lot of the girls we had met over the years just blocked out memories subconsciously. It was like their minds couldn't deal with the emotional heartache, so it just shut down access to them.

"Bella?" Esme's voice sounded suddenly. I hadn't even realised that she was there. Then the full impact of what I had just done hit me.

Shit.

"Esme please. I am so so so sorry! I'm not like that honestly! It's just I couldn't take that she was talking about her like that! I just knew how she felt at that age and I hated the fact that Tanya just assumed she knew what Leah was thinking! Please don't send me away! I'll do anything." I babbled on while fresh tears ran down my cheeks and off my chin.

"Bella! Stop! I'm not going to send you away! Do you think this is the first time one of the girls has snapped?" Esme laughed gently and pulled me into her, successfully smothering me in a motherly hug.

I mumbled thank you into her while I heard Rosalie distantly filling her in on my `Anger Issues`.

Before she sent me to live with James, my mom took me to the doctors, who told me I had anger problems which caused me to get emotionally involved in things, and it usually wasn't a good thing as I had the tendency to lash out whenever I felt particularly strong about something, which was often.

Just then Carlisle came through the door and spoke to Esme for a moment.

"Girls can you come to my office please, I had to speak with you all urgently."

I froze for a moment then followed Carlisle to his office, closely followed by Esme.

"What's going on?" Rosalie demanded.

"What's happened?" Alice asked warily, her voice quivering.

"Girls please sit." Carlisle mumbled gently as he gestured to a couch on the other side of the room.

Once we had all sat down, Carlisle began to speak.

"Now girls I need you to stay calm, it's about James." Carlisle said gently.

"What?" I asked warily. I looked up at Esme hoping she would give me a hint as to what was going on.

"He's dead." Carlisle said bluntly.

It was silent then Rosalie started laughing hysterically.

We all looked at her in shock. "What?" She laughed "He's dead! He's gone! That means we're free, there will be no court case- we can put this behind us!" She grinned widely.

"There will most definitely still be a court case I'm afraid Rosalie, just not the same kind to the one that was supposed to happen." Carlisle said.

"Why?" Alice asked "If he's dead, then we won't have to testify."

Carlisle took a deep breath.

"James was murdered. And you are all suspects."

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