Hey another chapter finally, sorry for the wait i was trying to update regularly but that's not going to happen I'm to unorganized and last minuet.
Hope you like, as always it far from perfect and let me know of how to improve.
Disclaimer: in case it wasn't obvious i nicked the characters from SM and i do not own them she does :)

A tear rolled down my cheek as I thought about all the unknowns and unluckily for me it was at this moment the women chose to look up.

That one look changed my whole life. As soon as she saw me standing in the door way, tear sliding down my cheek, she moved gracefully from standing behind her son to right in front of me. I then found myself being pulled in to the kind of comforting hug that only a mother can give. She did not press me to speak my problems or say a word at all, she just held me in silence as we listened to her son playing. It amazed me that he had not noticed me like his mother, but I noted he was so absorbed in his playing that the house could be on fire and he would not notice unless you screamed it in his ear.

In that moment, standing in the doorway I felt something I had not felt in too long. I felt loved and warm. This woman had just comforted me on instinct not caring about proper socially acceptable behaviour; she had just done what she thought I needed. She was right.

Slowly she led me across the room, away from the piano and her son, to the soft cushions' of the window seat. We sat together as her son's song came to and my tears ran their course. It was funny to as he came out of his dazed state and looked over his shoulder, obviously thinking that was where his mother would me, I wanted to giggle at his confused face as he saw she was not there. I found it almost cute the way he looked around the room then trying to find her, amusingly his eyes managed to skim over us on the window seat. As his eyes skimmed past us a second time still not noticing us, I could no longer hold in my laughter. I let out a short giggle as did his mother.

"I'm over here Edward, no need to panic." She told him in a motherly tone obviously trying to hide her amusement. I say trying because her tone held an extremely easily detectable edge of laughter. At her voice her son looked over at us again, this time he did see us. He smiled at her, and his smile made me glad I was sitting down; if we had been standing I would probably have fallen over. His smile made me go weak at the knees, another feeling I had not felt before. It took me a moment to recover and by the time I was back on earth he had moved across the room and was now standing just by us

. My cheeks flushed as I looked up in the eyes and I felt him staring back, as soon as I realised what I was doing I looked away, reminding myself how long I have been alive and how I had just met him. The second one seemed to be the only one having any lasting effect on me as I realised I did not even know the name of the woman who still had her arms around me comfortingly. It seemed she realised at the same time I did and removed her arms, probably embarrassed by her forwardness.

"Forgive me my dear, I saw you were crying and acted on mothers instinct," she told me embarrassed, I had been right about that.

"That's quite alright, a hug was just what I needed, you have no need to apologise, if anyone should be it should be me, I've wrecked your evening." I replied guiltily unable to life my eyes to meet her shining green ones. As a second thought I added. "I'm Isabella Swan by the way though I prefer to go by Bella."

"Bella, such a beautiful name." Chimed not the woman's voice but her sons. I thanked him embarrassedly staring intently at my fingers awkwardly.

"It is a beautiful name Bella, suites a beautiful girl like you." His mother agreed before adding. "How rude of us not to introduce ourselves, I'm Elizabeth Mason and this is my son Edward Jr. Are you ok now, do you want to talk about what's upsetting you?"

How could I refuse such a loving woman and her handsome son, so I told them what was wrong. Of course I edited and didn't tell them everything just giving my lonely orphan versions. But even with lying I still felt amazing having the chance to get everything off my chest. They listened to me and then we just talked, the three of us sitting on the window seat talking about anything and everything. We missed the midnight celebration but we didn't mind we were so involved in the conversation. For me it was amazing to be able to tell someone what I thought about things and hear what they thought too. I had never really had this apart from the first 20 years of my memories and that was a very long time ago, and the way they had turned on me during the last year there tainted so many conversations. I knew could not take that rejection again but I also knew I would not stay in one place for that long again. I had learnt from my mistakes. Even with my negative past I really felt I could trust the Masons.

All too soon the party was drawing to a close and we were all fighting yawns but I was reluctant to leave the Masons. As I bid my farewells and went to find my coat Edward came after me and gave me their address asking me to come to tea with them the next day. That was the start of a wonderful friendship between me and the Masons. It was also the start of something more between me and Edward, but that was almost 100 years ago now and he is long dead. I am sitting alone in my new house in forks crying at my memories.

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