Trust No One
A Twilight Fanfic
By sylamesio123 and Bella's Bff
sylamesio123's A/N: haha. That last chapter was posted by accident and was only half done and wasn't edited. That is why it sucks. That is why I'm posting a way better chapter now. Haha. Sorry bout that.
sylamesio123'sA/N 2: And thank Bella's Bff for Edward's story. Haha. Without her you would not have this amazing chapter.
Bella's Bff's A/N: --beams then frowns--
Chapter 2. In a Very Long Time
Edward Cullen
Age 13
5:33 PM
I looked at the long silver razor blade that sat on my new nightstand in my new room in my new house. It's silver edge looked just sharp enough to ease away my troubles and numb me from my life.
The room was large, I'll admit. Larger than any room I had every lived in, but it still seemed so cold and strange. It was a house, not a home. The beige walls were plain and frail, as was everything else in the room. If I had my say in it the room wouldn't be so girly.
I heard a knock on my door and immediately jumped out of instinct. It was the strange girl I had sat next to in the car. I hadn't bothered to talk to her, learn her name, I just stuck my headphones in my ears and played music all the way back to their house.
The girl just stood there, in the doorways, a small smile playing on her face as she stared at me in an almost examining way. She was small, only about four seven, but her face was older, as old as mine was. She had shoulder length black hair that was straitened and pulled back into a ponytail. He blue eyes seemed like they were popping out of her head as she saw my small luggage.
"Is that all you have?" She asked. Her voice wasn't mocking at all. It was almost concerned.
My eyebrows pulled together in confusion and I nodded, keeping my eyes on her disapproving look.
"Well, that is going to have to change." She said lightly. She skipped over to my bag, zipped it open, and poured all the contents onto my bed. I had just brought a couple pairs of pant and a few shirts, figuring I would just wash them often.
Her jaw dropped and she looked up at me, her eyes wide in surprise. "What?" I asked.
"This isn't going to do. Tomorrow we will go shopping. There is no way that my new brother is going out in public wearing these, especially with school starting in only a few weeks." I chuckled, but her face was completely serious as she picked up the clothes and threw them in the trashcan in my bathroom.
"By the way, my name is Alice." She smiled, and with that she left and shut the door behind her.
I was too tired to go downstairs to meet anybody, though it wasn't even dark yet. It had been a long day. I kicked off my shoes and socks, slid under the covers, pulled them up to my chin, and grabbed the razor blade. I pressed the sharp blade to my wrist and I was finally numb.
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I woke up in the morning and glanced at the clock on my nightstand that read nine exactly. I smiled; I had slept in for the first time in a long time. Finally I was returning to some of my old habits after all of these months.
I realized I was still smiling when I got out of bed and my checks felt numb. They weren't used the sudden pull and weight of smiling. Like sleeping in, I hadn't done it in a very long time.
Dizzily I made my way to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth quickly and made my way downstairs, wearing the only clothes Alice had left me. It was just a regular navy blue t-shirt that had some cheesy saying on it and some black shorts. My parents didn't make a lot of money and we couldn't afford a lot of things.
I kept my hands to my sides as I entered the kitchen, making sure that no one could see the fresh cuts on my arms. I pulled down my t-shirt nervously as I stood there waiting for someone to notice me. I was too actually say something to get their attention.
Finally, after about a minute, the woman who had picked me up yesterday, and apparently my new mother, Esme turned away from the stove where she was cooking pancakes to see me.
Her mouth pulled up into a grin as she saw me and I couldn't help but smile softly also. There was something about this family that made me feel comfortable, though it was nothing like my real family.
Thinking of them brought a sharp pain to my chest and I winced; thankfully no one noticed.
Alice got up from the table where she had been sitting by my new father, Carlisle, and came over to me and the biggest smile spread across her face. "Today," She giggled, "Mom is taking us shopping."
I smiled from all of her enthusiasm and I couldn't help but have some as well. I never went shopping with my old parents, or my sister. We never really had enough money to buy much of anything, especially clothes.
She grabbed my arm and led me over to the table where a plate was waiting with pancakes, eggs, and bacon made into a smiley face like they always were in movies about mothers who actually cared enough to get up every morning and do it.
"Wow, this looks really good. Thank you." I whispered, just loud enough for them all to hear.
Esme turned to smile at me. She walked over to the table and leaned down to where her brown eyes met mine. "You don't even have to thank me. You are part of the family now Edward. No matter how much you don't like it, you are one of us now." She joked and laughed and smiled along with Alice and Carlisle.
But no matter how easy it was to feel at home here, to feel like this was a place I could live for a long time. I couldn't help but remember my mother and father's faces as they crashed into that other car. And my sister's limp and cold body in a hospital room where she wasn't even breathing for herself. So no matter how much I felt like one of the Cullen's family members, I was still messed up and depressed inside.
Edward Cullen
Age 15
8:30 AM
"Thank you for finally joining us Mr. Cullen." The teacher said dully as I entered the classroom and found my usual seat next to Tanya. I just ignored the teacher and kissed Tanya on the lips without thinking, I was so used to it.
The corners of her lips pulled up into a smile as she nodded her head toward Alice's seat way in the back. I turned to see that my sister was glaring at me with intence eyes. She was really concerned about me, ever since she had found out about the cutting just three nights before.
She told me she was going to tell our parents tonight. My stomach lurched at the thought of it so I turned back to Tanya, hoping I could block Alice's angry and agonized face out of my mind.
