I do not own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does. If you don't know who Stephenie Meyer is, then why are you reading this?

I hope you can tell that the words that are italicize are thoughts.

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Edward's POV

For the next month, I sat with Matthew and I slowly get to know him. He told me about his life and I told him about mine. I learned that he lived alone with his mother and that his father left before he was born. I felt sorry for him because he never met his father. He doesn't even know who is father is. When I had said this, he gave me this look like he knew something that I didn't and he told me that his mother had told everything about his father.

He seemed to have this look on his face, a lot like when I was talking about my family. This look also seemed to mean that he knew what I was talking about. He was rarely surprised about what I said. I even told him about Bella. I told him everything about her like how stubborn she could be, and the "V" between her eyebrows when she was frustrated or when she was thinking. Then one day, Matthew said the one thing that I should have seen coming.

"You sound like you loved her a lot and I have to ask why did you leave her?" He had that look on his face again and I thought of the first day that I sat with him when he said "well then you should have never left her". This boy never seemed to fail and made me more curious than I was before.

"You're right. I loved her more than anything and still love her like that." I said back to him with a small smile as I thought of her.

"You still haven't answered my question." There was, yet again, something in his eyes that confused me.

"I left to protect her. When she was around me, she always getting hurt." When I said this, his head shot up and his eyes widened. Then suddenly a big smile appeared on his face and he looked very happy at what I said.

"If you ask me, I think that she wouldn't mind the danger so she could be with you." Then again that look appeared on his face.

The more I got to know Matthew, the more curious I got and the more I noticed the smaller things about him. By the middle of the month, I know every inch of his face, which was heart-shaped. His hair fall down passed his ears and I could see the tips of his ears sticking out through it. He had maroon hair with a bronze tint and dark brown streaks through it. He also had wide emerald green-brown hazel eyes with chips of amber in them. His skin was the color of pale ivory and he was also very thin for a 12 year old. He had high cheekbones, a straight nose, a narrow jaw with a pointed chin and full lips. I could tell that he was a very shy, smart, polite and he also was kind of clumsy.

In truth, I liked to sit and talk with him. It seemed easier to talk with him than some members of my family.

Carlisle and Esme were very happy that I had become friends with Matthew. Emmett was just his normal self thinking about fighting, hunting and of course, Rosalie. Who was getting madder and more frustrated at every passing day. She was always complaining about this whole situation. Both Jasper and Alice were up to something but they had their thoughts guarded when they were around me, so I couldn't tell what they were doing. At the end of the month, Alice suggested that I should invite Matthew over to our house. I thought that it would have been a good idea but when I asked Matthew, it didn't go as planned.

"NO!!" he paused for a moment." I mean…no…I mean my mother...she...she'll worry if I go over to someone's home that I haven't known for long." He looked so freaked out, like something bad would happen to him.

"That's okay. Your mother seems to worry about you a lot so its okay." He had a thoughtful look on his face like he was thinking something over. He was silent for a moment.

"Actually..." he smiled a little "I think my mother wouldn't mind if I went. She'll be happy that I had made a friend."

"Really? Are you sure?" I was confused, a minute ago he was freaking out about going and now he looked happy to go.

"Yes. I loved to see your house." Then it was decided that Matthew would come over to my house on Friday, which was in 2 days.

It was the perfect time because Emmett and Rosalie were off hunting and wouldn't be back until Saturday, so I wouldn't have to deal with her.

For the next 2 day, he asked me about my old house in Forks. It looked like he really wanted to know but he still had that look on his face. So I told him all about it and also about the new house we have inhabited since we moved to Maine. He even told me about what his house looked like. He lived on the opposite side of town and it was also the farthest house on his street. It was a deep sapphire blue and only had two bedrooms. I felt a little bad that he lived in a small house when we lived in a 3-story one.

The 2 days passed by quickly and before I know it, it was Friday. I felt a little nervous about Matthew coming over but there was another reason for me to feel nervous. Jasper and Alice have become more and more secretive. I didn't know what was going on but I would found out sooner or later.

On Friday, Matthew was going to ride home with us. Alice was jumping up and down because she wanted to talk with him. They both already know that Matthew looked somewhat like Bella but they didn't really know how much and they also didn't know that he resembled me. Well...I wouldn't say 'they didn't know', they see a little of it but dismissed it. The three of us were waiting by the car in the parking lot across the street from the school. Half of the other students had left but there was a few students running around here and there.

After waiting for 5 more minutes, I saw him coming over to us. There was something different about his face and the way he was walking. He wasn't as clumsy as he normally was and the way he was walking was like the way a vampire walks. I shook my head and thought maybe I was just seeing things, or overlooking things again. When he got close enough that I could clearly see his face I saw that he looked paler than usual, his eyes were a little darker and he had shadows under his eyes like he hadn't gotten enough sleep. It was very strange because a few hours ago, he looked normal and now he looked like he was getting sick.

"Are you okay? You look sick." Alice asked him. Now that he was standing in front of Alice, I realized that he was shorter than she was by a few inches.

"Yes, Yes. I'm just fine. Are we going to go?" He said to us. Then the four of us got in, I drove and Jasper sat in the front seat. Alice and Matthew sit in the backseat and they were deep in a conversation.

"Hey, can I call you Matt? I think that it would be a good nickname for you."

"Sure, you can." Matthew blushed deeply because Alice was kind of in his face.

"You know, Matthew is a great name. It means gift of god. Did you know that?"

"Yes, I know. My mother told me that when I was younger." Matthew told Alice with a smile.

I like Matt. He's nice. I want to be friends with him too. Thought Alice.

They continued to talk until I pulled into the driveway. I could both hear and smell Carlisle and Esme in the house. They were moving around the house and when they heard us pull in, they stopped. I looked around to see if Rosalie or Emmett had come back and when I didn't see them, I let out a sigh of relief.

It's great that Edward made a friend. Who cares that he is only twelve years old. A friend is a friend. Thought Esme, happily.

I could hear Carlisle in the living room waiting for us to come in. His thoughts were all over the place so I couldn't tell what he was truly thinking. When we come in, Carlisle's eyes locked unto Matthew's face right away and his eyes widened.

He looks like...Edward. Carlisle thought, surprised.

It also surprised me that he saw Matthew's resemblance to me before his resemblance to Bella. Carlisle walked over to Matthew and he looked up at him with that same look of knowing something.

"Hello, there. I'm Carlisle Cullen and this is my wife, Esme," Carlisle pointed over to Esme who smiled at Matthew, "You must be Matthew."

He held out his hand and Matthew took it. I had expected that he would flinch at the coldness of Carlisle's skin but he didn't. It looked like he was used to the temperature of our skin. He once again made me more curious about him. I could tell that Carlisle was also surprised and he also thought that he looked sick.

"Are you okay? You look like you are going to get sick." Carlisle asked him.

"No, I'm fine." He said with a soft voice.

Then after Carlisle talked to him a while, I started to show Matthew around the house and we also talked. He seemed to open up more than he did before. But it still seemed that he was hiding something important from me, something I needed to know. I also needed to know what he meant when he said he know what I was. After an hour passed since he came here, I was going to ask him.

"Matthew, can I ask you a question?" I asked. Matthew stiffened and turned around as he looking right at me. His face was serious and his eyes darkened even more.

"Yes."

"What did you mean when you said you know what I was?"

Matthew opened his mouth to answer but he stopped when the scent of Rosalie and Emmett appeared out of nowhere. He looked in the direction of the scent at the same time I did. It looked like he could smell too. He also looked paler than a moment ago and started to look a little green. I was going to ask if he was okay when Rosalie's thought screamed to me.

WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?

Rosalie slammed the door open and stalked right up to me. Seconds later, Emmett came in after her. Both of them still smelled as if they just stopped hunting. Matthew turned paler and greener, the closer she get. Alice and Jasper had run out of their room. For the first time this month, I could hear her thoughts. It was a vision she had of Rosalie in a fighting stance but it was different than what was going on now.

"How could you do something without asking me?" Rosalie yelled at me. I looked over to Matthew to see how he was reacting. He looked scared yet calm like he seen a vampire get angry before but he was still afraid of Rosalie. I felt bad for him so I turned to Rosalie.

"I don't have to tell you everything."

"Yes, you do if it has to do with this family. You can't tell our secret to people you hardly know just because you can't read their minds." Rosalie yelled. I heard Carlisle and Esme gasped at that comment.

Edward, why didn't you tell me that you can't read his mind? Thought Carlisle. I continued to look at Rosalie.

"I wasn't going to. I was going to ask what he know about us." I snapped at her. Her eyes widened and she suddenly turned to Matthew.

"So what do you know?" She looked him in the eyes and something crossed her face. "What are you hiding? Who are you? What are...are you okay?"

Her eyebrows pushed together and she actually looked kind of worried. I looked over at Matthew's face. He looked so green that I was afraid that he would get sick right then. Now everyone was looking at him with a worried expression. He put his hand over his mouth and darted for the back door. I noticed when he darted for the door that he ran really fast for a 12-year-old boy. I was worried about him and curious about how he could run so fast. I followed him and I heard the others follow behind me.

I heard the sound of someone getting sick. I quickened my pace and when I get out the back door, I saw Matthew getting sick into the bushes.

Oh, great. The bushes are ruined. Thought Rosalie.

Is he okay? I hope he's okay. Someone thought.

"Are you okay?" I asked him. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me with wide eyes and he shook his head.

"I'm just fine." He said in a weak voice.

"You just got sick. You're not fine." Why is he being so stubborn? He's acting just like...Bella.

He was silence for a moment. Then he looked into the forest.

"You're right." His voice creaked. "I-I need to go home." He straightened up.

"I'll take you home." I offered.

"NO" He screamed. "I'm s-sorry." He paused for a moment and then said, "Bye."

He looked over at me with sad eyes and then ran deep into the forest. Everything was silent. I stood there staring into the spot of the forest that he run into. The first person who spoke was Rosalie.

"Sorry for, you know, whatever that was." I never wanted to hit her more than I had at that moment.

Two days later

Everything had calmed down when Matthew take off into the forest. Emmett and Rosalie had disappeared shortly after what happened. Alice and Jasper also had disappeared and I could tell that they were hiding it from me. I had discovered that Alice had a vision but I only was a part of the vision. So what I knew was that Rosalie was going to get into a fight with someone but I didn't know who. As for Carlisle and Esme, they continued to work around the house and they just worried about me more than before.

I finally decided that I would visit Matthew to see if he had getting better. I already knew that he lived on the opposite side of the town and what his house looked like. Now all I had to do was follow the scent he left to found him. I never really paid attention to his scent but now that I have, I realized that there was something interesting. He smelled like lavender, lilac, freesia and butterscotch. There was a very sweet taste to it and there was also something familiar about it.

It was surprisingly easy to follow. It was very different than the time I tried to track Victoria and failed. I followed the scent until I caught the scent of a vampire. I stopped right away because this wasn't a vampire I knew, yet it the scent smelled familiar. So I stopped tracking Matthew and started following the vampire scent.

After a few minutes, something or should I say someone with dark brown hair cut across my sight. The person stopped and around to look at me with widened gold eyes and an open mouth. At first, I stared at the vampire with the waist-length dark brown hair and pale, pale skin with confusion. Then it suddenly cracked, the person that I was staring at was none other than my beloved Bella.

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