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*NOTE* I know I said last chapter that it will be Jaspers POV, But I'm going to change it to Bree's POV. Thank You!

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Chapter 2 - Explanation

Bree's POV

Looking around the Cullens' house, it was hard to believe that I was alive. Just hours ago my fate was in the hands of Carlisle, who was presumably their leader. I guess I should be thankful that my life has been spared, but I can't help but wonder what will happen next. The Cullens' house was amazing – it was a wide, open spaced, cosy house with white walls and lots of little things you could look at; I wouldn't easily be able to become bored while in a place like this. They also had a porch at the front of their house, which I wanted to see some more, but as they ushered me into the house I didn't have any time to spare.

Through all of this I was trying to put the scorching thirst to the back of my mind. Every time I had just a tiny scent of the human, my throat would burn uncontrollably and I would lose my cool, forcing the Cullens to become even more careful with the strange human. But now, I have cut off my sense of smell, so any trouble with my new family can be excused. They sat me down on a large white sofa, while the small, pixie like girl escorted the human out of the house. The burly man with short black hair stood behind the couch with the blonde haired male, probably there as a precaution in case I would strike. Not that I would ever let myself go like that. Risking a chance with a real family? No way! The light brown haired boy – probably the youngest of the group – stood in front of me, accompanied by the leader (as I presumed) and the two remaining women – the blonde beautiful one and the oldest female sat in another couch, close to the door. In presumably two minutes, the pixie haired girl came dancing into the room.

"Right," said the leader, "Bree. Firstly, we would like to know things about yourself and your past life, and only then will we tell you about ourselves. Please, start."

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to remember those hard times, looked the leader straight in the eye, and began.

"As you all know, I'm Bree," I started, "But what you don't know is – my human life was a disaster. My mother, Sienna, died from a car accident when I was four years old. Everybody presumed it was an accident, that nobody was behind the death. But by the time I reached ten years old, I understood everything." I could feel my eyes were full of sadness, and I thought that everybody else saw this, as they all relaxed slightly at the beginning of my story. All except one – the light brown haired boy sitting with the leader.

"My father, who's name was John, physically abused me each day, claiming that I was not his daughter, that he was forced to look after me. He always spoke about my mother like she was nothing, even after her death. And when she died, he spoke like he was pleased about it, like he knew something nobody else did. My father kept a diary – he never let anyone read it, and he kept a lock on it that not even a professional lock picker could get through. One night, in the middle of winter, he fell asleep while writing it in front of the fireplace. As I walked past him, I saw that the lock wasn't in place and seized the opportunity. I read his diary, and knew everything. But nobody would believe me." I looked down, my cold, granite body aching from the memories. For a split second, I was afraid I wasn't able to go on.

"And what did he write?" The leader asked me, obviously intrigued with my story.

"Please, continue child."

I took a deep breath once again, and continued.

"I read that he had planned my mothers' death, that he was the one in the other car, that he was the one that rammed into my mother. He had fled the scene once he saw that my mother wasn't going to survive." I choked up a bit at the last part of the sentence, but carried on as I saw everybody's eyes boring into mine.

"After I read the whole of his diary, I ran away. Not even bothering to pack, afraid that I was next on his list. I tried telling the police, but they just reassure me that the death was clean, and that no man would ever do that kind of thing to his wife. So after arguing for some time with them, I took off to the streets. I was only wondering a couple of days - searching for food in trashcans, curling up in a ball in the cold nights – until Riley found me. I thought I had died and gone to hell when I saw his eyes, but he slung me over his shoulder and took me to their camp. He explained how they planned to ambush you, and what he was before he turned me into this. The pain – was excruciating. I never felt anything like it. The burning, the fire, the heat…" I couldn't go any further. It was too painful.

"So, when you woke up as one of us," said the boy standing next to the leader, speaking for the first time, "Did Riley tell you anything about your master, Victoria?" I could tell he despised her – which everyone did. They all became tense as soon as her name was said.

"Yes." I replied. "I was his favourite, and for some time I thought I was his love. Until I found out his heart was set on Victoria. But all he told me was that Victoria was trying to avenge a death on a human. I'm supposing it was the brunette that was here earlier?" Just thinking about her made my mouth water, venom swelling up in my mouth – when a heard a loud growl from the boy.

"Control your thoughts, child," he warned me, "Or I will silence them forever." I couldn't understand – how did he know what I was thinking? I was confused, but I silenced myself anyway.

"Edward!" hissed the leader, "Do not speak to one of your family like that!" For the first time, the blonde female in the couch close to the door spoke.

"She is not one of us yet," she started, "she has told us about herself, but we have not said anything about ourselves to her yet. I say we kill her." I was petrified. She was beautiful on the outside, but absolutely hideous on the inside. I heard Edward snigger.

"No matter how good that might sound Rosalie," said Edward, "I don't think that is a good idea. After all, we did promise we'd tell her about us." He looked at the woman sitting next to Rosalie.

"Esme, I think you should start. I think we should fill her in on everything – let her know who she's dealing with." I still wasn't sure about Edward. I couldn't understand whether he was a good guy or a bad guy, but I had a feeling I was sure to find out something.

"Okay dear," the woman - Esme, said, "Well, as you probably have just found out, my name is Esme, and I'm, well, the 'Mother' of the family. Sadly, I don't have any special powers, but I'm loving!" I chose that so far, she was my favourite. She seemed kind, loving and gentle. Hopefully the rest wouldn't be that much worse than her!

"I'm Rosalie," began the blonde next to Esme, "And I don't like you. No matter whether I'm against it or not, I have to tell you about myself, so here goes: I'm beautiful, and I'm mates with Emmett, so don't try anything. I don't have any special abilities, but I can kill," she looked pointedly at me, "If necessary. That's all." She smiled, and looked across to the leader, motioning him with her hand for him to begin. He looked at me warmly.

"I'm Carlisle, I work as a public doctor, and I'm mates with Esme, whom I love dearly. I too, have no special ability -"

"Oh please," said Edward, "You do have an ability – amazing self control? Forgotten about that?" I was wondering how he could be a doctor without having a superior amount of control – since there's so much blood to possibly break your focus and…. Human….blood….

"Control, child," snapped Edward. "You have to learn how to control yourself." I looked apologetically towards everybody, getting some forgiving looks and some glares. I search everybody's faces except for the ones behind me. I hadn't yet heard from them and was quite intimidated.

"I guess I'll carry on then," said Edward, "I can read minds – but only the thoughts that are going through a persons mind at the same time, and I am able to hear thoughts from afar as well. I am in love with Bella, the human you have seen earlier on." So that explains how he always comments on my thoughts – and falling for a human! How can he have the restraint? I definitely wouldn't be able to have that kind of control, I'd probably rip her head –

"I have told you several times," he growled, "Control what you think about. I'm losing my patience with you, and I won't have the restraint to hold back if I get a chance to swipe at you, so -"

"I guess I'll go next," said the pixie-like girl, while shooting at warning glance at Edward, "I'm Alice!" she said as she danced over towards him.

"I can see the future, but my visions depend on the decision of a certain person – therefore, they can always change! I love shopping, dancing, and anything to do with parties!" Then she looked lovingly into one of the males' eyes behind me. As I turned around, I saw she was staring at the blonde haired boy.

"My mate is Jasper – I don't know what I'd do without him." I decided to turn my hips so I could see the boys behind me as well as everyone else.

"I guess I'll be talking next," said the blonde, Jasper. "Um, I'm Jasper, and I can control and feel other peoples' emotions. It's quite basic, nothing too complicated. I'm the newest member to this family, so it's not that easy for me, either, surviving on animals' blood. But if I can do it, I'm sure you'll be able to as well." He seemed like he did care for me in a friendship way, but then I saw a glimmer of an act in his eyes. I guessed that he was hoping I would mess up, and kill humans while I try to live like them so that he won't feel like the weakest. But then again, I was new, what did I know?

"Right on the dot, Bree," said Edward. Wow, Jasper was easy to figure out!

"Well," said the burly boy, standing next to Jasper, "I'm the last, but certainly not the least!"

"You've got that right," commented Rosalie, winking at the boy. I was guessing that the last family member was the one named Emmett.

"So," he began, looking at me, "I'm Emmett, and I could rip you to pieces! But I won't do that, since you're my sister now!" Rosalie hissed at that comment, but ignoring her, Emmett made me feel really loved. Like my family was full once again, without the lies and the manipulation. This was how it was supposed to be.

"So now you know everyone," said Carlisle, focusing on me. "I guess all that is left now, is to meet Bella!"

"No!" growled Edward, "She won't go anywhere near Bella. I won't allow it!" He was still hissing loudly, and glaring at Carlisle for even bringing up something like that.

"I appreciate the thought Carlisle," I started, "But I don't have that kind of restraint! I don't want to be rude, and I see how much Edward loves Bella, But I wouldn't be able to stop myself from killing her!" I didn't even want to think about what would happen if I met Bella at this point. The thirst would be too much to bear, and I would probably end up breaking Edward's heart; And then he'd rip me to shreds. Reading my thoughts, Edward relaxed as he saw that I understood the situation.

"Then we'll wait a couple of months," suggested Emmett, "You know, till Bree gets her hunger under control, and only then she'll meet Bella! I can't wait to see Bella's face!" I looked around as Carlisle and Edward took this in.

"I guess she can," Edward said, finally, "As long as Bree is completely in control of her senses. Nothing matters more than Bella's safety." I never knew it was possible for a vampire to love a human so much. I never even believed that type of affair was a choice in mythical world.

"Well believe it," Edward replied to my thoughts, shattering them completely.

"Well," said Carlisle as he turned to face me. "I believe the date for you meeting Bella is set." No matter how much the thirst flared at the back of my throat, I couldn't help but feel that the friendship with Bella that was soon scheduled was going to turn into something huge.