AN: I'm honestly surprised by the amount of feedback I've gotten. I know the past few chapters haven't been the best so I'm hoping that this chapter will pick it up a little, and as always PLEASE REVIEW!!

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Chapter 5: Abandonment

BPOV:

I couldn't believe it. Andrew really didn't like my company. He was leaving me here with the Cullen's while Alina and him were going away for a month. I knew it, I was a burden.

As I ran through the forest, the trees whipping past my head I began to think through it, and slowly, my brain adjusted to the idea.

Maybe, I could try living with the Cullen's for awhile, I mean I can always run away if things don't work out, nothing was keeping me here.

I did a one-eighty and headed back towards the house, almost colliding head-on with Edward, who was presumably coming after me.

"You alright?" He asked. I took a deep breath, an indication that I was over my little freak out. And like always, he seemed to understand what this meant.

We walked in the general direction of the house and told me of the time he freaked out. "When I first heard Carlisle's thoughts about me being Rosalie's mate I freaked out, I very nearly ran away. I was just appalled that Carlisle expected me to let him plan out my life for me. I have to say I don't know exactly what you did, but somehow you know Andrew and Alina were going away, am I right?"

I felt like talking, for the second time in one day, what had gotten in to me lately? I knew everything he was telling me already, but I was actually paying attention to the repetition to once.

By the time we reached the house I had come to the conclusion that I felt like listening because Edward cared, he cared about my listening to him. I had no idea why this had suddenly come to me, but it had.

Edward must have taken my silence as a want to stop talking, but the truth was I didn't mind. Unlike most self-absorbed humans I didn't feel the need to reply to him.

"So," he asked, "I'm assuming you have a name, but since you don't seem to want to share can I refer to you as her?"

My name is Isabella I wanted to say, but I couldn't talk, I wasn't happy.

As soon as I opened the door I was bombarded by people hugging me and trying to say they were sorry. And I must say I almost shrieked.

All those people, my head was trying to update all of their stories at one. But instead of yelling like I wanted to I just froze.

I was sure Jasper could feel my discomfort because he was starting to look exactly the way I was.

A thankful looking Alina guided me to the couch.

"I'm so sorry, we won't go, it's fine, we never meant to scare you-" I silenced Andrew with a glare. Then I proceeded to go and open the door and pointed at the car,

Looking back at the group I could see the laughter in Edwards eyes, he got it, but Andrew and Alina had confused looks on their faces.

I huffed internally, then walked over to the couch, grabbed both of their hands, walked them over to the door, pushed them out, and then closed the door. Making all of the Cullen's laugh.

Ten minutes later we all heard the car start in the driveway, and drive off. They hadn't needed anything, they were going to buy their luggage later on.

"So, sweetie, how old are you?" Esme asked caringly. I didn't reply. "Fifteen?" nope I sighed internally, did I really look all that young? "Sixteen?" Yes, I though internally, but I wasn't about to answer out loud. "Seventeen?" she continued, but then stopped due to the look on Jasper's face, he could probably sense my annoyance.

Esme came up to me as if to give me an apology hug, but not wanting to put my brain into overdrive, I backed up, one step.

Esme looked extremely hurt, but Jasper feeling my fright, pulled her back slightly and whispered something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Esme, in return, proceeded to give me a heart-warming smile instead.

What I did next was totally unplanned, in my mind anyway. I took a deep breath, stepped forward, and hugged her, I nearly buckled at all the information uploading itself in my mind. The first time was okay, but after that touching people got a little overwhelming.

Over Esme's shoulder I saw Jasper who smiled, even though my grimace was viewable on my face. I was willing to make an effort.

After the hug "incident" I headed upstairs to me room to calm down.

My room was perfect, I knew the future see-er Alice would have seen what I liked and made it this way.

Who would have ever though that a week ago I was so upset about moving and was swearing internally, and now I have decided it wasn't all that bad.

AN: Turning point everyone! I'm hoping that I can pick up the plot in the next chapter! Sorry for the short chapters, but since I give you so many I'm figuring it's okay, but I promise I'll try and make the next one longer!