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CHAPTER 5:

BPOV

Mom:

It's been two years since your death, you have no idea how much I miss you. Ever since I arrived to England I've felt so alone. Why didn't you tell us mom? Why didn't you say anything about your sickness? Why didn't you tell us before what we really were? I have so many questions for you, as many as the ones that will be left unanswered. I guess, I'll never be able to talk to you again, but that doesn't stop me from telling you everything, like I used to before you died.
You know; my favorite place in the castle definitely has to be Charles study. Every time I entered it I felt at peace, nothing could reach me here. I was safe and I felt at home. The room had just a beatific look by itself and the fact that no one ever entered it just made it perfect. The walls were covered by endless shelves of books and more books, it was glory. You could find anything you wanted here. From Greek mythology, to Newton's discoveries, to every existing book in the Jane Austen and Shakespeare collections. I'm sure you used to love it here too. Everywhere you looked there were books; I was sure some of them had been here as long as the castle itself had been built. I could spend hours nonstop in here, just like today.
The castle had been a disaster since breakfast this morning. Esme, Carlisle and Charles left last night to go to Paris and the rest of us were left to take care of the castle. It was the worst thing they could have done. Today I was trapped here until I did my psychiatric assignments. Yup, apparently and according to my shrink I had chronic depression, if that even exists, due to your death. Esme took me to see a woman called Daisy (freaking slut name or what?) because I refused to cry and talk to my sisters about you. The freaking lady (and I hope she'll read this) wanted me to write you letters to deal with the loss and there was nothing I could do to pass them up. I had to choose between this or pills. And I sure as hell don't want to go back to the antidepressants. They make me feel numb and useless, so here I am.
Changing the subject, drastically, ever since they met Rose and Emmett had been fighting. Today was no different. They screamed all through breakfast and after it until Rose left to go shopping. The house right now is quiet, which is quite a huge difference from our normal lives. I mean, they are friendly to each other but they fight way too much for my taste. Sometimes I wish Rosalie and Emmett were more like Alice and Jasper, even though at first I also hated their relationship. I still remember the morning we found out they were together. It was hell froze over. Imagine my surprise when I enter my sister's room at nine am to apologize for my rude behavior towards her and I find her in bed with none other than Jasper. There was a hell lot of screaming and Rose had to drag me out of the room. After that I didn't speak to my sister for almost a month, but I guess Jasper won me over. Especially when I took a step back and realized how much he really liked my sister. Today they are madly in love and he's like a brother to me. Same with Emmett, except that he always seems to be at war with my sister. Alice says that they like each other at an extent but that they are both too stubborn to accept it. I'm not so sure about that one though. The only thorn in my life seems to be my own fiancé, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. Mom, I can't believe how much I hate his guts, he's insufferable. And so annoying; I can't believe he's the most wanted guy at school, I mean, what do girls see in him? Of course he's good looking and has the most gorgeous set of eyes that you can get lost into. But he's a jerk mom and so cocky, you wouldn't believe Esme and Carlisle raised him.
Any way mom, I gotta go. Turns out this was really refreshing, at least to vent my frustrations.

- Always yours
Bella Swan

As soon as I closed my notebook none other but the Edward Cullen barged into the room. I was about to shout at him but his face stopped me from doing so. His eyes were erratic and he was breathing heavily, he was flushed with something between anger and worry. And when he spoke my world stood still.

"Isabella; Emmett just called me and told me that he found Rosalie in a dark alley a few blocks down the shopping mall on his way home. She was pretty hurt and he's not sure but he believes she was raped." He balled his fist in the last word and I felt a lump in my throat. This couldn't be happening. Not to Rosalie. Not again. "Isabella?"

"Is he bringing her here?" my voice broke in the last word. I couldn't believe what was happening, my sister deserves to be happy and now this.

"Yeah. He's on the phone with Jasper right now; he's trying to get Emmett to calm down. Apparently Rose is in some kind of shock; she's still crying and screaming, begging Emmett not to hurt her. He doesn't know what to do. I also called Alice and she'll arrive before Emmett does. She was pretty shaken up by the news. Fuck. How come this happens right when there's no one to help us? Our parents are gone and all the servants are on vacation"

"Edward calm down" I was no longer paying attention to Edward's complaints. I was in full control mode. The only thing I could think about was my sister. "Once Rosalie arrives she'll be in an emotional state where none of you has seen her before, she'll be a complete mess and I need all of your help because Alice will be a mess too, crying all over the place. So please give me some peace of mind and shut the hell up. We need to get Rose's room ready for her arrival and get everything she might need"

"Isabella, I've never done anything like this. I have no idea what you're talking about" I took a deep breath and told him everything my mom used almost four years ago.

"We need clean towels, warm water, a first aid kit, a bottle of water, clean clothes and a hell lot of patience and calmness" I sighed, this day was turning to be even more hellish than it had started.

"I'll go get everything. Jasper's in the foyer waiting for Em and Rosalie, why don't you go with him? I'll set up her room"

"Thanks Edward" he put his hand over my shoulder and gave me a reassuring squeeze. I barely managed to give him a broken smile before he left the room. It was the first time he had ever been nice to me, but didn't let my mind delve in that thought. I had more important matters at hand.

On my way to the first floor I couldn't stop thinking about what my sister was going through. I tried not to, I really did, but the memories flooded my mind before I could stop them. I had to stop halfway through the stairs to take some air and regain my composure. When I got to Jasper, Alice was already there. She ran to me and hugged me while sobs ripped through her tiny frame.

"Oh Bella... Why Rose? She's suffered enough to go through this again" I barely understood what she had just said; every word was accompanied by a gut wrenching cry.

"Ali" she looked up at me and I took her face in my hands, drying the tears that were falling down her cheeks on the process. My voice was soft when I spoke to her "Sis, when Rose arrives she'll need us more than ever. Mom isn't here anymore to take care of her so we need to step in. ok?" she nodded and I kept speaking "Edward is upstairs in Rose's room. I need you to go and help him get everything ready. Ok? Please get Rosalie a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved t-shirt. If she's in a state anywhere near Emmett's description she'll need all our strength and comprehension. Alice, please go upstairs and try to calm down. For Rosalie" she nodded, kissed my cheek and went upstairs still crying softly. I looked up and Jasper was looking at me with some sort of amazement.

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just that I've never seen someone that could get her to calm down so quickly. It's unbelievable"

"After almost seventeen years of knowing her you get some experience" before any of us could say another word Emmett barged into the palace carrying a crying and screaming mess that without a doubt was my sister.

The image before me was heartbreaking. Emmett's face was contorted in pure agony as he looked at Rose shake and cry in his arms, he looked desperate and helpless. And my sister, oh God. Rosalie was gasping for air as she clutched Emmett tightly, as if afraid that he'll disappear. Her face was covered in all kinds of blood and dirt. And even more blood was dripping from her golden – now brown – locks. She was wearing near to nothing. Barely a thong and the button up that Emmett was wearing at breakfast this morning. They were both soaking wet. I hadn't even realized it had been raining.

"Emmett, take my sister upstairs, we'll be right behind you. Alice and Edward are already in her bedroom" Emmett climbed the stairs so quickly that it was hard to keep up with him. I knew he was desperate to get Rose some help. Once in her room, he placed her in the bed and slumped helplessly next to her. She had stopped creaming and was crying silently. I was sure she still didn't recognize where she was. Her mind was almost four years on the past.

"She has a huge gash on the backside of her head that's bleeding profusely. I thought of taking her to the hospital but I didn't want to make a huge scene out of this. I'm sorry Bella; I didn't know what else to do" I kneeled before him while Alice tried to get Rose to the here and know.

"Emmett, there's nothing to apologize for. On the other hand I should be thanking you for saving my sister. I don't know what I would've done if something happened to her. Really, thank you Emmett" he stood up so I could take care of my sister and joined his brothers at the end of the bed. His face pure agony and his eyes still on her. I got closer to Rose and spoke softly to her before trying to touch her.

"Rose, sweetheart, it's me Bella. You're okay now sis. You're at home" her bloodshot eyes looked at me with fear "Rosie, I need your help to clean you up, honey, I need you to calm down" she stared at me and took several deep breaths to calm down, but when I tried to move her she shook me off. I stared at her confused.

"Bella, I'm okay. They… they didn't do anything to me. As soon as they heard Emmett's voice around the corner they ran away" her voice made me suspicious, I knew my sister and she was way to calm for what had just happened "I – I just need some alone time Bells, would you mind?"

"I don't know sis, I need to check your wounds, and you're pretty hurt and still bleeding. Besides, I need to get you dressed" she sat down in the bed and took a deep breath. It seemed that even breathing hurt her. Every move was accompanied by agony in her eyes and a soft cry.

"I fell down, that's why I'm hurt and I would really like to take a bath and get some rest. It's been a really long day Bella, I promise I'll tell you guys everything tomorrow. I just really want to clean up and sleep" I wasn't sure if my sister was okay or not. She had always been an awesome liar – family thing, I guess – and right now I wasn't sure if leaving her was the best option. Emmett was the one to finally convince me to leave Rose alone.

"Bella, Rosalie is right. We need to let her rest, if she needs anything she'll call us. We've all had a long day and she should at least try to calm down. A cup of tea wouldn't hurt you and Alice and your sister needs to sleep. Let's go outside and let her deal with this on her own way." he was also too calm for his normal self but he was right. We needed to relax for our own good.

One by one they left the room, Emmett and I being the last ones after I hugged my sister goodnight. Alice was preparing the tea downstairs and the rest of us decided to go to my room, so that we could be near Rosalie if she needed anything.
My room had been redecorated since I was fifteen. The brilliant pink of the walls had been replaced by white. And all the decorations were in golden with some pecks of chocolate brown here and there. The doors that connected it to my sisters' rooms had been permanently closed after we proved to be too much for our guardians, thanks to a rather long escapade we had about a year ago. We all settled at a small kind living room that I had in the bedroom next to the wall where all my pictures hung now. I stared at them for a while. They were mostly from when my mom was alive. The other ones were either with the boys or at parties. One special picture caught my attention. We were all here in my room laughing loudly and with tears on our eyes. The picture was taken without our notice.

"I hadn't noticed that one before" Edward's voice was soft. Like velvet. I hadn't realized that before and certainly I didn't know why I did. I just know that I did.

"I hung it about a week ago. Esme gave it to me"

"It was taken the night before my birthday party a couple of months ago. Right?" I chuckled; I remembered that night pretty good.

"Yeah, we were plotting a way to get out of the party. It seems like so long ago"

"I know what you mean. Our smiles seem like from another era, we were so happy that day" it was as if he was taking the words out of my head and putting them into his mouth. It was really scary if you asked me. Of course, I didn't say a word about it.

"You know, it seems that the only times when we aren't fighting are when we are either on a tragedy or getting ourselves into trouble" he turned to look at me and I kept looking at the wall. So many memories.

"We might have to change that. I don't think it's healthy for a marriage" I could see the amusement dancing in his eyes. It was a nice change to his normal rude attitude towards me. I really like this part of him better, unfortunately he only let it out when his guard was down, which meant almost never.

"It might not be the healthiest thing to do, but I'm sure we'd keep everyone pretty amused everyday though" he chuckled, a soft melodious sound that I had never heard before. It wasn't bitter like his normal ones, this one was almost carefree. Light. It suited him perfectly though.

We were broken out of our conversation by Alice coming into the room and placing the tea on a little table. We all sat down and waited. There was nothing left to but wait to see if my sister was going to be okay. After a while Emmett got too anxious and started pacing and muttering to himself high enough for us to hear. Some of the things he said were really scaring me out, this was nothing like the Emmett I knew and loved.

"They're such sick bastards…. How could they hurt someone like her…. I'm gonna kill them; rip their little heads off ad see how they like it… no maybe I should rip every part of their body piece by piece… I mean I have royal immunity, it wouldn't take me long to find them and get rid of them" his last sentence did it for me. I couldn't hear him anymore. I stood up and hugged him. He seemed surprised but after a while he gave up the fight and hugged me back.

"Em, think about Rose. What would she say if she heard you saying those things?"

"I know Bella, but it's so fucking unfair. Rosalie doesn't deserve something like this. I mean, she's a good girl, it's just – FUCK!" Alice came to us and hugged him too and that's when we heard her. At first it was just a whimper, I wasn't even sure if it was her. But then it started getting louder until it became full on screaming. I could actually feel my sister's pain. Alice and I were the first out of the door, Emmett hot in our tails. Before I could open the door Emmett blocked it.

"WHAT THE HELL EMMETT? DON'T YOU HEAR HER? ROSE NEEDS ME, LET ME IN NOW!"

"I know she's suffering, but I can't let you in" his face was just as pained as I guess mine was.

"Of course you will let me in. I can't let my sister go through this again all alone" I stared at him and he stared back until someone behind us got my attention.

"She needs someone Bella. It's just not you she needs"

"What do you mean Jasper?" I hadn't even noticed he was here until he spoke, all I could hear was Rose's pain.

"She doesn't need you Bella. She needs Emmett"

"You don't know what you're talking about. What if he hurts her? He doesn't know what to do"

"I won't hurt her"

"HOW CAN I BE SURE OF THAT, EMMETT?"

"Because I'm in love with her Bella, and I would rather kill myself than hurt her" those words took me by surprise, especially coming from Emmett's mouth, I never thought he'd say something like that, but looking into his eyes I knew he was telling me the truth and I realized that he was the only one Rose needed now. Even though it killed me to do it, I nodded my permission. He smiled at me and kissed my cheek. I stopped him before he could open the door.

"Emmett" he turned to look at me urging me on "promise me you'll take good care of her"

"I will Bella, I promise" I could still hear my sister's screams when Edward dragged me to the other wing of the castle where his room was located. It hurt me to leave Rosalie, but I knew that my sister was in better hands now. Loving hands.

"Edward, it's been like three hours now, what if something happened?" I knew I was probably getting to Edward's head with all my complaining by now, but I was too worried about my sister to care. Edward got up from where he was on the bed and stood in front of me.

"Isabella, I'm sure Emmett can handle anything. She's on good hands. You have nothing to worry about" he seemed hesitant for a second but he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. That broke me down. The tears I tried to quell these past two years fell off my eyes uncontrollably.

Edward walked back to the bed with his arms around me and laid us there whispering soothing words to my ear and rubbing my back until I calmed down. Once I wasn't sobbing anymore he finally spoke, his voice was soft and careful. As if afraid I would break down again.

"Do you want to talk about it Bella?" I nodded but didn't speak. I noticed it was the first time ever that he called me Bella instead of Isabella. I kept closing and opening my mouth but the words refused to come out. I had no idea where to start so I wouldn't break down again. Edward realized this and tried to help me. He was being really nice to me for someone that supposedly hated me "Would it be better if I did some questions? You know, like baby steps?"

"Yeah, it would" my voice was hoarse and groggy and my eyes stung because I'd been crying for too long, but I didn't really care. I looked at the night stand and noticed that it was already 3:00 am. Edward's hand pulled my face back to look at him.

"Hey, stop looking at the clock, it's okay. Bella, I want you to feel better and I don't care how long it takes us. I need you to trust me, I do care you know?" his eyes were so sincere as he looked into mine that I couldn't help but trust him. I don't know for how long we stared at each other before he spoke again "let's make a deal? I'll tell you about my life anything I can come up with and when you're ready you tell me about yours. Deal?"

"Deal"

"Okay, let's see. What do you wanna know? I'll answer anything"

"Anything, huh?" I nodded and thought for a bit. I knew that this was the only time that Edward would actually answer any question, it was my only chance to get into the twisted mind of the jerk and arrogant prince. I finally came across the prefect question for him "why do you sleep around? I mean, I know boys like sex and all that, but I've heard thousands of rumors about you and girls in France. You have everything you could want, why hurt girls like that?" Edward chuckled nervously and ran a hand through his hair before answering me.

"Bella. When you live in a world where you have everything you could want and even the things you don't, there are few things you care about. I have the looks, the money, the cars, a sure future, my life solved for me, girls drooling over my feet, and much more. When you live by my standards, the only thing you care about is your pride and reputation and I'm nothing without those"

I went over what he had just told me as he looked intently at me trying to decipher my reaction. I had my poker face as I thought. Edward plays with girls to get something exiting out of his life, exactly the same reason I party and drink. We lived in a life in which everything was yours as long as you behaved, so we had to find a challenge. Mine was breaking the rules and Edward's was being a player. I looked back at him and saw that the curiosity was killing him.

"Penny for your thoughts" he tucked a lock behind my ear and smiled sheepishly.

"I think I get it now, I mean, I don't approve of it, you know, of the way you treat girls but I can see your reasoning behind it now. Thanks, it was nice getting to know you and realize you're not as much as a jerk as I originally thought" we both chuckled and then he turned serious.

"Can I ask my questions now or do you need more time?" he was cautious, I would've been too, I wasn't easy to handle.

"Yeah you can ask them now; I'm calm enough to talk" he pulled himself up so his back was on the bedpost and he hugged me so I was resting against his chest. It felt nice, as much as I hated to admit it.

"What happened years ago that has you so traumatized? I mean, you and Alice keep saying that something happened four years ago that is somehow related to what happened tonight and you both knew what to do today. So I'm curious" I sighed heavily before answering.

"Of all the questions you could ask me, I would've never imagined that'd be your first" I ran a hand through my hair out of habit and continued "it's not really my story to tell, but Rosalie was raped four years ago back in the US. That's all I can tell you, I feel like I'm disrespecting her if I say more. I'm sure she'll tell you and the guys when she's ready. Sorry"

"It's okay Bella, I understand that. Okay, next question. Why did my mom get you in therapy?"

"Because I wouldn't cry. It's been more than two years since I last cried and they wanted to see that my pain after my mom's death was real. There's nothing more real than tears." I chucked humorlessly and stared at him

"I really think that's stupid, you don't need to cry to feel pain. Everyone copes in their own way"

"I believe therapy has more to do with my father's thoughts, but Esme knew that I'd never go if I knew that my dad wanted me to go see a shrink"

"That's ridiculous, but I guess you just have to suck it up huh? It's not like we can complain about anything. Anyway, next question before we get angry"

"Okay, shoot"

"How was your mom? I mean you don't have to answer if you don't want, it's just that everyone talks about her and I never knew her, I mean, I did but I don't remember so I wanted to know, but you don't have to answer so yeah"

"Edward you're rambling" he gave me an apologetic smile and waited to see if I was going to answer him "my mom was a lot like me you know. Physically, she looked like a mixture between Alice and Rosalie, she was blonde but short and she had just a soothing vibe about her. You knew you could trust her with your life. In character though, she was exactly like me. She was so stubborn and fierce and she just had so much passion for the things she loved. Renee was always so strong happy. The only difference between us was the she was always so careless, she would do anything without thinking about the consequences, I do too, but not as extremely as her."

"You really miss her a lot, don't you?"

"I do, she was my best friend. She and my sisters, of course"

"When was the last time you spoke to her?"

"Actually, my sisters don't know this but… I talked to my mom after the heart attack. I wasn't allowed inside her room 'cuz she was on intensive care but I snuck in. that's the reason why I don't cry" I had never told anyone this, but here I was, opening my heart to my worst enemy, and letting him see the vulnerable side of me "I cried a lot that day in her room. She told me to get it all out because my sisters were going to need me when she died. She knew she wasn't gonna make it. I begged her not to think like that but it was useless. I laid there for about an hour, crying in my mom's arms, talking to her, letting her know how much I loved her and how much I was going to need her. She asked me to take care of Rose and Alice, to protect them from anything and she cried with me, a lot. After a while she just stopped breathing, her heart couldn't take it anymore. She died a peaceful way"

By the time I finished my rant I was crying again. Remembering my last moments with my mom was more painful than I ever though and I felt exhausted of keeping up the strong façade, I couldn't do it anymore. I didn't even notice when I had chosen to tell my entire life to Edward Cullen or what time was it when I finally fell asleep. The only thing I knew was that something had changed between the two of us that night and that we could never go back, but I didn't care. Because for the first time in the last two years, I slept without nightmares waking me up every two hours. I slept soundlessly wrapped in the arms of the prince Edward Cullen. And you know what? For the first time, I just felt right.

A/N: SO THAT WAS IT? DID YOU LIKE IT? I HOPE YOU DID, IT'S ACTUALLY WHEN THEIR STORY AS TEENAGERS START AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? OH YEAH, DRAMA. SO NEXT UP IS ROSALIE POV, WAIT FOR IT. AND PLEASE ON THE MEANWHILE LEAVE SOME REVIEWS. THEY'RE ALMOST BETTER THAN SLEEPING WRAPPED IN EDWARD'S ARMS…. WELL THEY AREN'T BUT THEY ARE NICE TOO. SE YA' GUYS IN NEXT CHAPTER. UP TIL THEN….

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