I'm not Stephenie Meyer,

Bodyguard... am I crazy?

"All right, Bella. I'll tell you everything."

"We'll run perimeter." Alice said, and they all got up, and left the room, except Edward. Emmett stood outside the door, guarding.

"Bella, do you know why I hired you?" Edward asked after thinking for a moment.

"Your last secretary died." I answered. He sat down on the edge of his desk. A corporate God in a white silk lined suit.

"Yes, but out of all of the well experienced potentials clawing at me for the job, why do you think I picked an intern?" he asked. My face went cold. I hadn't thought of it like that.

"Um, I don't know." He smiled sadly, his golden eyes looked pained.

"I'm going to let you in on a really big secret. A secret that could potentially ruin America if you let it slip. Can I trust you?"

"Yes." I nodded. I had no trouble with keeping secrets. I had a few big ones myself.

"Okay." he sighed, and pulled a chair up so he was so close I could smell him. "Bella, the Cullen's pretty much own the world. McCarthy International, is owned by Emmett. He manufactures razors. Whitlock Incorporated is Jasper's War efforts organization, M.A.B clothing, everything from designer to loss income, Alice's pride and joy, she squeals when she sees you in that blouse. It's one of her favorite designs. Rosalie has Hale Records, right now she's pulling Goth talents from Germany, which explains the attitude 360. Evenson Designs is Esme's home renovation Corporation. She made Martha Stewart cry once. Cullen Industries is actually Carlisle's, I just man all of their factories from this office." He looked at my expression. It was calm. "I own Masen & Co."

"What's Masen & Co.?"

"It's a plasma research facility. I'm trying to give back to the community." he said quickly. "Bella, the whole world is run by Vampire's."

Vampire's. I knew it all along, but when he said it, the shock that rang threw me was unbearable. I felt distant. Like in that moment reality detached itself from me. Words seemed irrational. To be able to communicate through sounds alone was preposterous. Edward's face went from beautiful to a jumble of lines and shapes. His concerned expression fading to nothing but a still object as my thoughts began to run together. Everything was too real. So real it was fake. Too easy, it was all too easy. Possible, and plausible were the same thing. Anything was everything. Clear cut lines blurred, and the wind from nowhere whipped at my hair. The reason that I'd been so obsessed with myths, and legends, things that weren't real. Because in that moment, nothing was real, and nothing was fake. Everything just... was. He was a Vampire. Maybe I wasn't crazy. Maybe everything that had happened to me had happened to me.

Seeing those things. People that weren't there. Feeling the wind when I was inside. Seeing the wolves everywhere I went. Watching Jacob explode. No, this wasn't happening. All of that therapy, and Edward Cullen was bringing me back to square one. I opened my eyes which I hadn't realized were closed to see past Edward. I was in a barren wasteland. No one was anywhere, but everyone was everything. I squeezed my eyes shut and then opened them again to stare at a shocked Edward Cullen. I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

"I'm not going through this again. I just got out of therapy for seeing monsters, Mr. Cullen." I said while I stood up. "Goodbye."

"Bella, no." he cried as I reached the door. "It's not safe out there." he finished in a whisper. I turned around to look at him. I stayed perfectly still while he walked over to me. "Bella, that's why we hired you. You're the only human in the world who know's something's off. They want your head, Bella. Someone is killing off our secretaries, and you were already on their hit list."

"Why would you hire me then?" I whispered. He put me on someones to kill list. "And who are they?"

"We don't know. They're toying with us, Bella. Whoever it is they're trying to pull the rug out from under us. It's not just secretaries. Hidden associates. 10 of them, dead. Rosalie's record company is almost underground because her employee's keep turning up dead. Everyone is quitting. Emmett keeps getting calls telling us where to find their bodies. Esme wont leave the house. They're trying to ruin us, and they're succeeding. Then the deaths started to slow down. My last secretary died, and then no one else did for a while. But now Penelope is dead, and the murders are still happening." He paused, and took a deep breath. "I hired you because you were already in trouble. Carlisle is also a doctor at the Fork's Hospital. He knew about your case, and evaluated you before you were... sent away. You know that the things that go bump in the night are about as mythical as the people on the street, and there are some who want you... taken care of for that."

"I-I-I'm not crazy?" I stammered.

"No, Bella. But you are a danger magnet."

"All of those people that I see, they're really there?" I asked, my knees turning to water.

"What are you talking about, Bella?"

"Nothing." I dismissed, shaking my head. "Why are you telling me this?"

"We need to keep you safe. We don't want anyone to die. We're vegetarian Vampire's, strictly animal blood, scouts honor. That's why our eyes are yellow, and not red. We're telling you because you've just gained seven bodyguards. I hope you don't mind sharing your apartment with one of us every day." he came up to me, and seated me in the chair I had been in before. He sat down, and pulled a pencil out of a holder, before twirling it around expertly. I did the math in my head.

"You're going to leave your office?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He rolled his eyes.

"I leave all the time. They're yelling at Mr. Cullen." he smiled coyly, and stood up. I followed him with my eyes as he pulled open a plain wooden door revealing a mannequin with Mr. Cullen written in big letters on the chest.

"Who are you exactly?" I blurted.

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen." He answered, and sat down. "And no, Bella. I don't run around my office in nothing but a cape trying to turn into a bat."

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Monday was Alice. Tuesday was Jasper. Wednesday was Emmett. Thursday was Rosalie. Friday was Esme. And then Saturday and Sunday were Edward. Carlisle couldn't get time of to bodyguard me. It was all set.

I personally think I'm insane, especially since I fall asleep most nights only because I reminded myself there were Vampire's in my apartment.

Overall, it was a good first few weeks on the job.

Typed out thanks to Emily. Stevie's on her honeymoon, and she wanted to say that "I've never been happier, thanks for reviewing, Emily will be doing my updates, sorry that she's a bitch, but I wanted them to get put up, and I already wrote them." etc. etc. Pfft. She's the bitch.

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K bye.