Author's Note: This chapter is for Catrina hehe. Ily. I do not own anything. They are rightfully owned by their owners.

Song:Wild Horses by Natasha Bedingfield

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"M-m-me?!" I asked. I was totally shocked.

"Yes, princess, you," one of them said, "We are taking you today, to the royal castle.""W-w-what?!?!" I yelled, "I'm not going with you! I want to go home!"

"The Royal Castle is your home now," the other one said.

"Can't I bring my parents with me?" I cried.

They laughed, "I suppose we can take you home and you may discuss this with your family," one of them said, "but we must take you to the castle today."

"Fine," I muttered.

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"Mom!" I yelled as I ran up Mr. Frederick's apartment.

"What's all the commotion, honey?" Renee said.

I groaned. She opened the door and stepped outside. When suddenly she saw the three boys behind me.

The beautiful one was Edward, the playboy and humorous one was Emmett, and the quiet and nice guy was Jasper.

Renee gasped and fell to the floor.

"MOM!" I yelled as I ran quickly to her.

Edward and Emmett carried Renee to the living room catch.

After an hour passed by slowly, Renee woke up.

"Bella?" she mumbled.

"Yeah, I'm right here mom," I said.

"I'm so sorry!" she cried, "Phil and I should've told you earlier…""You know about this mom?" I stared at her in shock. "Seventeen years, I've lived a hard life."

"Seventeen years, I've waited for this miracle happen.""Seventeen years, I thought I was regular Bella, daughter of Phil and Renee Dwyer."

"I've been living a lie for seventeen years mom." I felt a tear fall down my face.

I could see my mom's face was tear-streaked. But I couldn't understand. Why has she kept this secret from me. Seventeen years of my life, I thought I was this person. But I was someone else. Isabella Marie Swan. Why didn't they tell me?

It wasn't until Jasper patted my back that I realized I was crying.

I quickly wiped away the tears.

"Bella, I'm your biological mother and King Charlie I is your biological father, not Phil," she began,

"Charlie and I met in college. My mother sent me to the most high class college in England. That's why we lost all our money."

"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" I yelled, "YOU'RE LYING! PHIL IS MY FATHER NOT THE KING! PHIL IS MY DAD!"

I looked at her and all I saw was guilt and truth.

"Charlie and I started going out. After a year, I found out I was pregnant." she continued, "But still, King Charles III, Charlie's father, never liked me. I was just a normal person. I wasn't normal at all. Charlie and I were separated and then I had you. It was the best day of my life. But every time I remembered Charlie I broke down. After two years, I found Phil and we got married. He became known as your father."

I was sobbing really loud.

Then it hit me. I always wondered why my mom hated the news or reading newspapers or magazine. She was more of an active person. She never watched tv. It never made sense to me until now.

She didn't want to watch the news because King Charlie I would be on for sure. She didn't want to read newspapers or magazines because he'd be there as well.

"Mrs. Dwyer, we have to take Bella." Jasper said, "Master's orders. He wants her in the castle."

Renee began to sob.

"Bella you have to go. You can still visit us honey." she said, "I've had you for seventeen years. It's Charlie's turn. Remember what every girl's dream should be…"

"A royal princess." I thought. Was that my mom's dream?

"MOM! I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE!" I cried.

The tears kept streaming down my face. It was endless.

"You have to sweet heart." She took a finger and brushed my cheek.

"Goodbye, my Princess. Remember, Phil and I love you so much. Come visit me okay." Here voice was rough. She was trying to hold the tears, like I was trying to hold mine.

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Third Person:

Renee glanced out the window watching her daughter walk away. She knew this day would come, but she didn't expect it now.

She shut the door and locked it. She pushed herself against a wall and tried to pull herself together.

Bella walked slowly down the driveway, tripping over a crack. They helped her up and continued to walk.

She and the Cullen brothers got into the limo and drove away.

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I looked out the window into the world. Trying to face reality.

I feel these 4 walls closing in
My face up against the glass
I'm looking out...
Is this my life I'm wondering
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around
Is this the bed I chose to make
Its greener pastures
I'm thinking about
Wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but, not feel scared

The fear was all over me. I just wanted to be free.

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like I'm longing too
Run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses

I want to be that person. The person I've always wanted to be. But, how?

I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bare back, care free along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumping head first headlong without a thought
To act and damn the consequence
I wish it could be that easy
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free

I let the tears fall. I wanted to let it all out. The pain. I was heading to a new life. I was going to be the real me. Who am I?

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Edward's Point of View:
I saw the tears falling down her face. I wanted to comfort her like she was mine.

But she wasn't mine. I couldn't let her get to me if I was going to escape master and go for my dream.

But why was this feeling overcoming me I couldn't take it.

I really wanted to do something. But I knew I had no right to.

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Bella's Point of View:
He kept looking at me. He looked concerned for me.

For Me? No, I doubt it. Why would he be concerned for me?

But what was this feeling?

I wish he would comfort me. Like he was mine. But he wasn't.

Breaklessly abandoning my self before you
I wanna open up my heart tell him how I feel

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like I'm longing too
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses

Charlie's Point of View:
I was finally going to meet her. My daughter.

I've never met her and she was finally going to be what she's destined to be.

But what if she didn't want any of this. What if she hates me?

I guess I'd have to face it.