Thanks for all the support. This one's going to be a little short. Sorry.

Now, about the little cliffy I left last chapter…I guess you have to read and I find out if I actually answered Alice's question. ;)

This is for a friend of mine, Ashley, who begged me to update on her birthday. Which is today. Happy Birthday Ash. 3

Disclaimer: Don't own Nada. But I know you're hiding out there, Edward. You'll come out sooner or later.

Also, please check out my new story called "REMEMBERING SUNDAY"

Chapter 7: Family Secrets

Thomas Jefferson once reminded people that 'honesty is the first chapter in the book of wisdom.' Maybe that's why Violet always dubbed him her favourite president. Honesty was the one virtue she abides by, and she has a good reason for that.

She really did love living with eternal people. Not only because she pretty much as no choice, but having a family like hers, gives her a chance to compare what it is really like to live carrying a secret that could shake the foundation of the world humans live in.

And unlike other her age, she's not naïve.

It probably comes from the guidance her parents brought upon her. Alice and Jasper are truly great parents. They let her explore the world around her, and expand the boundaries most 11 year olds don't get to.

Her other relatives are greatly appreciated as well. Grandpa Carlisle, who looked more like an uncle than a grandfather, would provide her with vast amounts of literature. That's probably why she has a great love for books. They keep her imagination wild, although her reality seemed wild enough.

But sometimes…she gets this nagging feeling that she's afraid to tell Alice and Jasper. It's when she thinks about them. Her REAL parents. The one that brought her to this planet. And left her.

The sudden loud voice caused Violet to break her reminiscing about her life. She seemed to do it more and more.

"WHAT! I really don't think it's a good idea, Alice. Come on…" Emmett spoke, not realizing that he was using his human speed when speaking.

Alice muttered something really quick back to him and it shut him up. Carlisle and Rosalie were the ones silent throughout the whole adult conversation.

Violet's Point of View

I watched as all of them gathered to the corner of the attic when my mother announced a conversation in her super fast voice. This pretty much indicates that I obviously didn't belong anywhere near them.

But I really want to know what my mother saw. She has these great flashes that she gets. How cool to know that your own mom knows the future. I'd love to have that power. But she told me that it needed a lot of control. And patience. Both things I unfortunately appear not to have.

Uncle Emmett would suddenly look mad and shout something indecipherable, but dad would calm him right back down. Another cool power. After a few minutes, I decided to let it go and stop trying to listen in. I can't comprehend the hissing. Man.

I settled on just sitting on the quilted blanket and eating the cookies dad brought up for me.

When talking became a necessity, I finally stood up for the second time and crossed the room where they were talking. I tenderly tugged on Aunt Rosalie's sleeve, and she gazed back down to me.

I think she realized I was being left out when she told everyone else to stop. Grandma Esme examined my eyes, and I pretended not to look tired. I had to be strong. But I had an urge to yawn.

Out of nowhere, the grandfather clock from the ground floor decided to step in and struck eleven o'clock. I breathed. It's bedtime. No!

"I don't want to go to sleep yet!" I quickly let my mother know, cutting her off from what I presumed, was a bid for me to go to my room.

"But it's bedtime Violet. I can see your eyes drooping. You're tired honey."

No I'm not! "Nu uh!" But my reflexes caught up and I accidentally yawned. Nice one, Vi. My dad and Uncle Emmett laughed.

I glared at them. "But I still want to hear more about Uncle Edward and Aunt Bella!" I whined, hoping my droopy eyes would be mistaken for the puppy eyes I'm fond of doing.

"We can finish everything tomorrow, I promise. I need to tell you something important, anyway."

Oh? But wait…how if it's a trap? She's probably doing it so that she'll have a reason to tuck me in to sleep and miss out on all the fun!

But an idea smacked me in the head. A brilliant idea.

I smiled at my mother, pretending to drag my foot lazily as I went to bid everyone goodnight. I bet my mom is patting herself at the back right now.

Everyone decided to accompany me to my room and tuck me in. When all that's done, they closed my door and retreated to the family hall, I'm guessing. I can hear them from that side of the house.

Quietly, I crept out of my room and tiptoed my way near them. There's no way I'll miss this conversation for the world. Time to find out the truth.

Jasper's Point of View

"Are you sure it's time?" I asked, unsure of Alice's sudden statement from the attic. I'm still not sure. It might be too soon.

"I personally don't want to do it now, but it came up in my head." This is crazy. I personally have no idea what to do.

"Not now." Emmett said, crossing his arms. "Let's put this to a vote. Who here does not want to tell her now?"

I reluctantly raised my hand, along with Emmett and Esme. I was actually astonished by her choice.

All she said was "She's not old enough."

I feel like a coward. For years, I wanted to tell Violet the truth. I yearned for the finality. For my head to rest. I've been talking to Alice about it when it comes up, but no one has the courage to speak up.

We are one lousy clan.

I can feel the tension in the room. Nobody is thinking straight. How did this night become bad?

Alice declared, "If we don't say anything now, we lost our chance. We have to face it. She's 11. She deserves to know."

3rd person's Point of View.

The room grew silent but no one noticed this. Everybody is ramming their heads, trying to clarify the situation. Trying to make it easier to understand.

After a few minutes, the one person no one expected to say anything spoke.

Rosalie, the least person to be associated with Edward and Bella's relationship out of the whole family. She, who almost killed Edward years ago, when she proclaimed Bella dead without any proper proof. Yet she cared.

"We have to tell her tomorrow. There's no other explanation for it. Do you guys even know how she feels about being an orphan? She needs to know that Bella and Edward loves her, no matter what happened to them."

The finality of the situation rang on every vampire's ears in the room. Yet nobody even heard a low sound that escaped from behind the table.

A noise the remotely sounded like a girl's cry.

END CHAPTER 7

I hope that cleared up some things for you! I'd appreciate a review. Next chapter will be the explanation behind the deaths. Well, somewhat.