TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF ABUSE

Another short chapter... sorry it was really hard to write.

Oh... I don't own Twilight. After all, I don't have eight dogs, nor three cats, nor any rats... or bunnies...


BPOV

I focused on taking deep breaths as I walked down the stairs to join the gathered vampires downstairs. I was about to tell my whole story, every painful bit of it. How could I convince them that I was telling the truth? I could only hope Jasper would
be able to tell I wasn't lying. I walked into the living room, taking in every bit of the home as I went. I had passed the cross upstairs, the graduation caps, rows of family photos and portraits, and now I was in the room, surrounded by some of the
most dangerous creatures in this world.

The second I entered the living room, Alice and Rose both stood and walked toward me. The pixie hugged me first, offering some much needed comfort. Rose was next, tucking her head under my chin as she hugged me and whispering that she would be right there.
I nodded and let her go after a while. Oddly enough, her words brought me comfort and I watched her walk over to sit in the seat closest to me. I also noticed all the men had moved to the back of the room. Did they know about my fear...? Edward nodded
to me and I tried not to let my eyes tear up. It was just... it was such a simple act of comfort. Esme spoke up and I turned to her.

"Bella, sweetie, you know Eleazar and my children, these are Eleazar's children. Tanya," Long, wavy strawberry blonde hair framed a pale face and pale, almost white-blue eyes with gold rings. "Kate," shoulder length, corn-silk hair and a playful glint
in her silvery-blue eyes. "Irina," Taller, by far, than the other two blondes with long pin straight pale blonde hair and grey-green eyes. "And Carmen." I struck by the almost simple beauty of the last sister. She was clearly of Hispanic, maybe Spanish,
decent, her olive skin tone making her look a little more human. Her hair fell to her mid-back, curly and dark brown, nearly black. Her cheekbones were high, and her eyes... god her eyes. They were so bright, yetdeep, the swirling blue almost
mixing with gold. I blinked, wondering why I was feeling so... almost calm now. I shook my head and looked away a moment before bowing politely to the four women.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Bella." I stood and they returned the greeting. Something hit me, then, however.

"Uhm... Where's Carlisle?" I asked, looking around.

"Carlisle?" Jasper asked, confused. "Who's that?"

"Carlisle is my creator," Esme supplied. Thank god something was accurate in that god forsaken book. "He abandoned me, however, to join the Volturi." And there goes that... fuck. "Bella, how did you know all this?" I rubbed my chin seriously worried at
this point, and started pacing.

"Jasper, you can tell if someone is lying, yes?"

"Yes."

I nodded and looked at everyone. "I need you all to have open minds, here. Please. And please... don't interrupt. This is a really hard story but for you to understand everything, I have to tell it." When they nodded, I took a deep breath. "I was born
in 1998 as Alexis James Miles. When I was three years old I went through my first battle with cancer. It was ovarian, but luckily they caught it at stage one, and the surgery was successful. My father left our family not long after and my mother moved
me and my sister to Tennessee, and later she remarried." I took another deep breath, letting it out. "He was abusive, physically, to me and my sister. I was only eleven when he left, I never had a chance at protecting her, no matter how much I wanted
to. After he left I met Janice. She was sweet at first, about a year older than me. I was 12, I was stupid, and I was curious about my feelings, so when she wanted me to be her girlfriend, I agreed. I didn't even know what dating included, so the
first time she hit me... I thought it was normal. I mean I was a good thirty pound heavier than her at the time, so she couldn't really hurt me. But about a week after I was diagnosed with breast cancer, her brother came home from college." I felt
myself starting to shake and Jasper was fast to grab me a chair, setting it behind me as I collapsed into it, mumbling a thank you. He gave me a pained smile and sat back beside his brothers, taking his own deep breaths.

"So far, everything has been the truth."

I started shaking a little as memories of the next three years assaulted my mind. Despite how badly this was effecting Jasper, I still felt him sending me calming waves as well as comfort. I took a few deep breaths and relayed to them that I suffered
both from the cancer and their abuse for nearly three years, then told them about how wild I became in 9th and 10th grade.

"I believed myself to be cancer free, and I was determined to live my life to the fullest." I ran a hand through my hair, blushing a little. "I became quite the player, dating several women at a time, though they all knew they weren't the only ones. I
took them on dates, we hung out at each other's houses, and school... wasn't always just about school. They all seemed to find me before certain classes and would drag me away, finding anywhere, whether it be a bathroom, empty hallway, classroom,
anything. I never let them touch me, but I did help several women find out they weren't as straight as they thought. It resulted in a lot of fights with boys who's girlfriend's I had "stolen". I'm not saying I was innocent, not even close, in fact.
I started failing out of my classes and transferred to my original high school again to complete my schooling." Deep breaths... in... out... you're okay it's not real anymore... "Two weeks before school began again, I was diagnosed with FAP,
or Familial Adenomatous Polyposis. Basically, the question was not of if I would get cancer again, but when. So I was taken into immediate surgery to have my colon removed. Despite this, three weeks after school started I was diagnosed with stage
two liver cancer. I continued going to school, my player stage pretty much over with. My once long blonde hair had fallen out after my second round of therapy and it wasn't uncommon to see me wondering the school and anywhere else with my Scooby Doo
beanie or Superman snap back on to hide my bare head. It was halfway through my junior year that I met Jessie. She didn't push about why I wore the hat all the time, and was in general there for me. She found out that I had cancer and still stood
by me, even going so far as to shave her head when we went to prom together. It was something straight out of a Rascal Flatts song." I smiled as I thought of her, but felt that smile slip when I realized I would never see my lover again. "I fell in
love with her, and it was toward the beginning of senior year that I found out my attempts to fight my cancer hadn't gotten me far. It had progressed to stage three in the summer, and before I knew it I was terminal. I had three months to live. Jessie...
she didn't find out like I hoped she would..."

"Jessie, baby, can you come over?" I whispered through the phone, clutching my results in my hand, tears flowing down my cheeks.

"Of course, baby, I'll be there in five minutes." She paused before hanging up. "I love you, Lex."

"I love you, too, Jessie."

Just like she said, five minutes later I had my beautiful redhead in my arms. I planned to tell her, show her the results, but as I looked in her eyes I just couldn't bring myself to bring her such sorrow. Instead, I drew her into a tender kiss, cupping her cheeks in my hands. I sighed into her mouth when she returned my affection, tangling her hands in my hair. Before we knew fully what had happened, we were in bed together, clothes flying. I took my time worshiping every inch of her body, marking her so much that it would be clear she was mine. It wasn't long before she arched her back in the most beautiful display of flexibility, her head thrown back and lips parted in a gasp of my name. When my lover regained her strength, she did the same for me, spending time at my port site and finding every part of my body that made my mind shut down a little more. It was hours later that we were resting and she spotted the papers my doctor had mailed me with the results. She met my eyes before picking it up, reading it.

"Lex..." Tears began to run down her cheeks and we had spent the rest of the night comforting each other and promising to make the most of the time we had. I made her promise that she would move on when I was gone.

I had skipped over the more graphic parts of my flashback, but they got the basic gist of what happened.

"I don't understand... how did you end up here, if all this is the truth?" Edward asked me, though not unkindly. I looked up and chuckled without humor.

"Life has a funny way of tricking you. My family, friends, girlfriend, me... we were all preparing for me to die of cancer, just a few months short of my graduation. So when I was crossing the road to get the mail, a car hitting me as they sped around
the corner... not what I ever thought would happen to me. I never thought I would be a hit and run victim. Next thing I know, I'm talking to god, who told me I had to come here and save this timeline, with the ability to shift into five different
animals. So here I am, in 2001, a poly-shifter and now friends with a large coven of vampires. That's pretty much it. And now to Jasper for the truth update." I looked at the Texan and he was staring at me, wide-eyed.

"We... I... That was all the truth. Every last word."

I nodded and Emmett was the first to speak.

"SWEET!"

Typical...


That was fucking hard to write... ugh. Until next time