A new story that I'm slowly working on. I hope you enjoy.

Summary: Jasper, Edward, Emmett, and Christopher left to travel Europe and go to college leaving behind Ambrosia, Bella, Alice and Rosalie. When the boys return the little high school girls they left behind aren't the same anymore. They've all changed, maybe for the better yet maybe for the worse. As the boys start to discover what the consequences were of them leaving, they also discover what it means to be a family.

Amby Pov

I traced the faint out lines of the past few cuts I've made, contemplating about where to make new ones. Of course I wasn't going to cut now, Bella would be on my ass in an instant if I did. Instead I got off of my bed, got dressed in a pair of sweats and a tank top, and then headed to my art room. My therapist always said that when I felt the urge to hurt myself is that I should draw whatever I'm feeling, I find it pointless but Mr. Seth said it's supposed to help. I put on some music and let the notes relax me, and then I grabbed my paint brush and started to paint a picture for my sisters. I felt that Alice and Rosalie were like my sisters and even though Bella was actually my cousin I thought of her as my mom more often than once, she was always there for me and always made me feel better. Over the music I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I thought it was Bella or maybe Alice so I continued painting, the person who came up the stairs opened my door quietly and stood in the doorway. I didn't pay any attention to the person and continued painting, even humming along with the tune that was playing. I turned to see Christopher watching me paint, my gaze hardened and I turned off the music.

"What do you want?" I asked. Christopher walked in and looked around, I didn't like him being in my sanctuary but he didn't know that.

"Everyone's gone, Bella has classes to teach, Rosalie and Alice are off designing a house, Emmett and Edward are job hunting, and Jasper is going to that interview Bella set up for him." I looked at Christopher, eying him.

"So?"

"So! I'm bored and wanted to hang out with you." I stifled a groan as Christopher sat on one of my bean bag chairs.

"Well, prepare to be even more bored. All I'm doing today is drawing and painting." I turned my chair back and kept working on my painting. I heard Christopher get up and move around, he probably was looking at all of my drawings. My art room had drawings from wall to wall; there wasn't a bare spot on that wall. One wall was covered in drawings from my childhood up until the guys leaving, then another wall had drawings with pictures from the last eight years (which were a lot darker than most) and the last two had drawings from now. I continued my painting but stiffened when I felt Christopher come up behind me.

"You are amazing at drawing."

"Thanks." I said softly. I tried to ignore the way his hands felt as he placed them on my shoulders. Christopher started tracing my tattoos, the one I knew he was tracing was my tattered angel wings, and they were my first tats. I had plenty more, one on each wrist, my knuckles, lower back, ankle, neck, stomach, and right foot, yeah I was inked and loved everyone of my tattoos. Each has a story behind them and every one of them I designed. On my right wrist I had the word strength written in fancy script, on my left was the word hope in the same. My knuckles spelled out love on the right and hate on the left, my lower back had a broken heart with rose vines on the edges, my ankle had an autism awareness ribbon, the back of my neck has a lock and key, my stomach held a quote written in Italian (I can speak fluent Italian), and my right foot held a few stars.

"Does your brother know your inked?" I got up and walked away from Christopher.

"No, he's been away for eight years why would he?" I asked back.

"Well as your brother I think Jasper would want to know that his sister has multiple tattoos." I suppressed a growl that I would aim at Christopher.

"Listen, what I do with my body is my problem. I will tell Jazz about my tats but for now just stay out of my damn business."

"Do you have a tongue ring?" Christopher walked up to me, I froze as he came up closer.

"Yeah so what!" I tried to take a step back but ended up running into the wall. Memories of the past came up, I was starting to drowned in them.

"I've always wanted to kiss someone with a tongue ring."

I pushed Christopher back, he was surprised but then looked almost apologetic.

"Get out! I want you out of my room!" I screamed at him. "You stupid fucking jackass!"

Christopher's eyes widened and he walked out of my art room and down the flight of stairs that led to the second floor. I ran out and into one of my seldom used room, it wasn't decorated and only had hard wood floors, the walls were a dark blue, Alice and Rosalie hated this room but I needed this room. I couldn't taint my other rooms that I considered my sanctuary. Closing and locking the door I went into the secret floor board and opened it to reveal my knife, Bella thought I got rid of it but I only hid it from her view. I sat down on the floor and looked at the knife for a while. Thoughts about the past eight years and all of the feelings I've been trying to suppress came flooding back. I took the knife and slowly made cuts, first on my left arm then on my right but I was careful not to ruin my tattoos. I dug the knife deeper than I had ever gone, well I had gone this deep before but that was before Bella took me to get help. Now I was done with this shit, maybe I was over reacting but Christopher set me off. He was being a jackass and the memories he brought back were just too painful to relive. Finally my vision started to get blurry, before I passed out and maybe even died I grabbed something to write a note with and then wrote a small note to my family before everything went black.

Christopher Pov

I. was. bored. There was no other way to put it, I had nothing to do. So I went up to the third floor where I knew Ambrosia would be, I knew that I had been a jackass to her earlier but that was just who I was, well I was a player and I knew it but I didn't consider myself a jackass. Anyway I went up and talked to Amby, I was curious to see how much she had actually changed. When I found out what room she was in and was surprised by the scene I found before me. Ambrosia sat on a bean bag chair with a sketch pad before her, her back was turned towards me and I was able to get a view of her back which was tattooed. She was humming along with one of the songs that was playing through her stereo while drawing something. I watched for a while and then tried to engage her in conversation. I cursed my self as it turned south quickly as my player side took over, I had a thing for tattooed chicks and fuck she had a tongue ring. It surprised me when I looked into her eyes and saw terror and a whole bunch of other emotions before she masked her emotions and yelled for me to get out. I walked down both set of stairs and into the living room, thinking nothing as I heard Ambrosia slam the door. Walking into the kitchen I decided to fix something small to eat since I hadn't ate in a while. Soon the smell of quick fix ramen filled the air in the kitchen. I ate quietly and just thought about what it felt like to be home. Soon I heard the door open and close, Bella walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water.

"Hey Christopher, how was your day?" Bella asked.

"It was okay, I tried talking to Ambrosia but she got mad at me." I shrugged and took a bite of ramen. Bella froze, her glass started to shake. "You okay?"

"What happened?"

I retold Bella what happened and suddenly she ran off up the first flight of stairs, down the hall, up the second flight of stairs, and down the hall to the last door. I watched as Bella pried the door open and screamed, the sight that she saw I would have screamed too. There lying on the hard wood floor Ambrosia laid with her eyes closed and her wrists looked like nothing but rivers of crimson flowing down and into a pool, there was blood almost everywhere and you could literally smell it. Bella ran to Ambrosia and tried to wake her up but it was no use, she was either out cold or dying. I quickly tore two large strips off of my shirt and tied them around Ambrosia's arms were the cuts ended. Bella looked like she was ready to pass out so I went ahead and picked Ambrosia up and carried her down the stairs. Bella followed and started making calls, I ran out and Bella took Ambrosia from me setting in the back with her. Quickly I peeled out of the driveway as Bella shouted directions to the hospital while still on the phone. Once we got to the hospital I picked Ambrosia up and ran full speed into the emergency room, surprised when the doctors were already there ready for her. Gently I laid her down on the gurney and watched as the doctors worked quickly and efficiently, almost like they've done this before.

"They have done this before if you're wondering." Bella said as if reading my mind. "This hasn't happened in a really long time, well how deep her cuts were actually but with Ambrosia... let's just say that she comes here a lot."

I stared at Bella for a few seconds, her eyes seemed haunted and her face was darker. A nurse tapped me on the shoulder, she was cute but I was more worried about Ambrosia so I for once pushed back my player ways. If only I could've done that earlier then this shit wouldn't of happened, I thought sourly.

"Um sir, I was wondering if maybe you would like to change into an extra scrub shirt we have?" She seemed nice and polite so I went ahead and agreed, a few minutes later I had on a scrub shirt on and was waiting nervously for the doctor to come out and say something. Alice and Rosalie are the first to arrive, instead of shear panic that I expected there was only confusion and worry. Bella explained my side of the story and they both got a little mad. Edward, Jasper and Emmett came in panicked, at least he had a response I expected.

"What the fuck is going on!" Edward said as he raced towards Alice. "All I get is a phone call from Alice saying come to the hospital something went wrong and then she hangs up! The Fuck!"

"Sorry Edward, I would have told you everything but I was in a rush." Alice said, she crossed her arms and huffed, sitting down on one of the uncomfortable chairs next to me.

"That doesn't matter right now, what matters is that Ambrosia is in the hospital and she may be dying."

"Alice is right." I said. "As soon as Ambrosia is awake I'm gonna apologize to her, I shouldn't have been such an ass."

"No, you shouldn't have." Jasper said.

The doctor came out and we all stood up, his face was somber.

"I'm afraid I have some bad news but don't worry the good news is that Ambrosia is alive. She is in a self induced coma as of now, once she wakes up though I'm afraid that she has lost all use of her left forearm and will not be able to use her right arm very well."

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