EPOV

My life did not have an easy beginning; most people don't know what happened. I don't even talk to Esme or Carlisle.

My name is Edward Cullen. I'm 25 years old; I was adopted when I was 12, shortly after my parents died. No one knows the whole truth of what happened, but I don't want to talk about it and I never have. I don't want to feel the pain again.

You see we live in Seattle, WA. Carlisle is one of the best doctors in the state, while Esme is an interior designer. I have two adoptive siblings, Alice and Emmett. We are all the same age ironically enough.

The old we got the more I pushed away, and hid things from them. That also became the time that they thought it was time to start opening me up. Which in turn made me push more away, but that is when I found music, it took my mind off of the real word for a couple of hours. I played the piano more often too. It became my relaxation; nothing could calm me more than getting lost in the melody.

Freshman year of college, my roommate was Stefan Salvatore. At first he kept to himself. And then one day changed everything for me, at first I thought she was his girl friend coming for their date. Little did I know that, that brown eyed girl, the most beautiful girl in the entire world was his sister? She looked troubled and I don't even think that she noticed I was in the room. But at that moment I knew that no matter what happened I wanted to get to know this girl. The only problem was that was the only time I ever saw her. I never asked for her name because I thought that it would be wrong, and since I never saw her again I could get over her faster.

That was until my siblings and I saw them at the Grill. She looked completely pissed at something. The look she was giving her brother, the sawing 'if looks could kill' could be taken quite literally in those beautiful brown pools. And to top it off the most beautiful name to go with her natural beauty. Bella. The fact that they offered us a place to live, well let's just say I was more than ecstatic.

But something happened when we were leaving, when Darius told her to take the girls she looked like she was in so much pain. When the tears started falling, it felt like my heart was breaking. What they hell I don't even know this girl, I thought. But there something about her, and I couldn't quite pin point it at the moment. That night she never left her room.

I vowed that night that I would get to know her that was I could take the pain away from her. For the next two days she avoided every one of us, including her brothers. Wednesday night Stefan told us that the work out Thursday morning. Emmett and I happily obliged to go with them.

When morning rolled around I couldn't wait to get started. When Bella walked outside in nothing but a sports bra and shorts, to say I wasn't a little turned on was a big understatement. She looked happy to be out here, the moment she saw us, her smile faltered. When she was closer I finally saw them. Those scars, one on her chest looked like an upside down 'L' and then one going across her stomach. Something terrible happened to her. But I don't know what!

"What are you looking at?" Bella demanded. You could tell she was pissed but neither I nor Emmett said anything. That is what set her off and she started running. Shit, there was another one on her back. What the hell happened to this beautiful girl?

"Damn what happened to her?" Emmett asks

"That is not our story to tell, hell she may never even tell any of you about it. Just be careful, she is sensitive about it, and do not, I repeat do not push her about it." Darius said.

"Right, let's get started."I said.

That day was a traitorous one. On one side Bella was flaunting her sexy body, on the other side something terrible happened to her that made her so angry that her own brothers won't even share.

That night I took matters into my own hand. I googled Isabella Salvatore. Going through the article's said the basics. Rich, Father died when she was 18, mother died when she was 10, further down… Hold up what is this?

July 13, 1986

Isabella Salvatore, daughter of Giuseppe Salvatore was in a triadic accident with a drunk driver, at around 11:30 am. The entire passenger side of the car is caved in. Katherine Peirce was in the car with her. Katherine was pronounced dead at the scene when the paramedics got there they did everything they could to make sure that Miss Salvatore was taken care of. Now all we can do is pray that this lovely girl will make it through the night.

Fuck.

This is. Hell this is nothing I expected at all.