Hi! Back from my music summer school now!!! I did two concerts-one in the Gala Theatre where I live and another one at a square (Millennium Square). And something weird happened.

There were two boys there called Edward and Jacob. And there was a girl called Isabelle. Which is weird. Edward did the violin(like me) and Jacob did- what do you call it again? I think it was a box. Izzy(Isabelle) did the flute. Weird or what? All in the same camp-or room!!! I know I'm making a bit of a fuss about this but that's just me!!!LOL!!!

Soz I haven't updated in a while. After Music camp I kept getting writer's block.

With thanks to -CrA-zAy ChIcKiE-for being the first to review my last chappie!


7. Secrecy

Epov

I couldn't believe what was happening while Bella and her sisters helped me clean my self up, even when I tried to refuse. Suddenly I heard Bella gasp. "Did Emmet and Jasper do that to you?" I looked up and followed her gaze...onto my arm. She was staring in shock at one of the many deep scratches Elizabeth had done on my arm the other day.

I quickly snatched my arm away and pulled my sleeve down to cover it.

"No."

"Then how-" I cut her off angrily.

"I tripped down a staircase, okay?"

"Um, okay. Sorry," She mumbled as she looked down and blushed.

I sighed, regretting snapping at her immediately. "It's okay, I just feel tired."

As I headed towards next lesson with Bella, I hoped and wished (even though I didn't believe in them) that Bella wouldn't tell anyone about what she saw. I didn't want to know what would happen if any of my parents found out. Maybe I would get what happened to her. I quickly pushed that thought away but it still managed to get at me. I felt my heart ripping apart and crossed my arms and clenched my fists to stop myself having an emotional breakdown. I found my insides ripping apart with the pain...of that thought.

For the rest of the week I tried to keep as far away from Bella as I could. I didn't talk to her at all. The problem was that I had an awful lot of free time at lunch due to the Emmet and Jasper incident and thoughts I didn't want to know about kept creeping into my mind and ripped me up once again. I tried going to the library but furiously found Bella there as well, and stormed noisily out of the library.

After School

"Edward!" I warily went to Anthony's bedroom, where he was lying in his bed with his police uniform still on. "We're going to the Swan's house tonight and I want you to behave, do you hear me?" He swiftly swung his legs off the bed and walked over to me.

"Yeah, Dad." I wasn't allowed to call him Anthony.

"Get in your best clothes and smile. They'll think you're really miserable." He was sneering at me. "But I don't think you'll look any better than you already are as you're so ugly." He eyed me up and down. Anger briefly touched me.

As I sat in the backseat of Anthony's car I tried to myself from any thought I just concentrated on the buildings and houses we went past, memorizing how to get to the Swan's house.

As we turned onto their street Elizabeth turned to me (she was sitting in the backseat as well to make sure I didn't try anything). "You will behave and don't you dare try anything, you understand?"

"Yeah," I mumbled.

"Don't you dare mumble at me!" I heard a 'Slap!' and felt a sharp sting on my right cheek then realized she'd slapped me. "So, what did you say?"

"Yes, Mum." I tried to ignore the hot stinging on my cheek as I looked out the window. I saw someone peaking their head out of the window as we parked into Charlie's driveway. I saw Renee coming out and greeting us warmly. Why couldn't Elizabeth be like that? Kind and caring to her children, even to those who weren't her real children.

As we ate, I pretended to listen. I found that I kept remembering my memories, which I had been having trouble controlling over the last week.

"So, what made you want to be part of the police force then?" Renee seemed to hate getting left out in conversations.

"A member of our family-a cousin mysteriously disappeared one day," Anthony answered in a grave voice. "So I tried to search for her. In the end I joined the police force as I was so devoted to finding her."

Rage surged through me. How dare he use her-I struggled to even think of her-as an excuse?

"I'm so sorry." Renee's voice was soft and full of sympathy, as if she regretted being nosy. She was one kind hearted person.

"It's alright." Anthony kept a grave expression on his voice.

I clenched my fists under the table. I looked up and saw Bella staring at me curiously. Damn, why did she have to be so observant? I quickly recomposed my expression to a clean, polite one. I tried to think of unimportant things to stop me listening to the adults, anything.

I saw Rosalie looking bored and staring into space. Alice had sad eyes, and dully stared at the table without seeing it. Their expressions made me wonder what made them seem so glum. It hit me all of a sudden. Emmet and Jasper. But surely they wouldn't have such a big effect on Rosalie and Alice. Well, I wouldn't know. I didn't know them.

After we had dessert: Chocolate cake with cream- it was the best meal I'd had in my life- the adults kept chatting until it was quite late. Alice and Rosalie had gone to their rooms, and Bella followed as well as soon as she realized she didn't want to be on her own. So I had been stuck downstairs.

I watched as Charlie waved us off with a friendly smile on his face. I thought about how kind their parents were and how unkind mine were. I looked at the top windows of the house and saw a curtain twitching and chocolate brown eyes I knew too well peaking out. I smiled at those eyes and they seemed to smile back.

As I went home I knew what was going to happen as soon as I got through the front door. I walked as slowly as I could without being suspicious.

After we got in I saw Elizabeth lock the door. Anthony pushed me into the living room roughly. I stumbled to a stop.

"We're going to have quite some fun tonight aren't we, Edward?" Anthony started cracking his knuckles, "After all that food tonight I have lots of energy. Do you know what I'm going to use it up on?"

I didn't respond.

"I'm going to use it on you! Say thanks to your lovely and caring parents!" He started laughing hysterically. Suddenly he stopped. "I'm serious you know. About saying thanks. SAY IT!" He pulled me up against the wall by my neck.

I felt sick. At the thought of how sick these people were. And I was fed up. But when I get fed up I start thinking and doing stupid things.

I was being stupid, thinking these things, but the pain and anger from my whole life lashed out in my mind. I started remembering the early days, when she-I struggled to think of her-did so much for me, but she was too weak. I had loved her; she was the best person I had ever met.

I started fuming with anger, and started shaking under Anthony's hand. I kicked him off me. "Why do you even do this anyway? It's just sick. YOU'RE SICK! By the way, NO THANKS!"

Anthony just stared at me, bemused while Elizabeth had a look of alarm on her face.

"Well, son," he slowly walked towards me. "Your loving parents hate you for being alive. Oh yeah, I forgot, we also hated that other rat but thankfully she has done a favour for us and went back out of this world. Except I don't think she completely grasped our hatred for her." He knew this would affect me.

My body started shaking so hard I was vibrating. It was like getting my heart ripped out with no anesthetic, then the rest of my insides being ripped apart. I couldn't stand the pain and tried to hold myself together, while my so called 'parents' watched my emotional breakdown in amusement.

I looked up at them, and Elizabeth seemed shocked by the amount of pain and hatred I held in my eyes. She widened her eyes but quickly recomposed her expression. To a thoroughly amused expression. Anthony still kept coming slowly towards me. I tried to push my memories back. But I was too slow and suddenly heard a thump. I heard someone groan and realized it was me groaning in pain at where Anthony kicked me.

I found myself on the floor, and saw his leg lifting up, ready to kick me again. I used my leg to kick the foot he was balancing on, idiotically. He tripped and fell. Elizabeth leaned against the living room door frame and shook her head.

"You really shouldn't have done that, Eddie," She was deliberately trying to annoy me using my nickname. I glared at her. Anthony got up and pinned me against the floor, sitting on my stomach.

He spat every word into my face. "Yeah, I agree with your mother. You truly should not have done that." I gulped.

I struggled beneath him while he tried to aim blows at me, sitting on me at the same time.

I started suffocating, unable to breathe because I was being squashed. I closed my eyes and started to feel sleepy. I fought against it, trying to resist the urge to give in. In the end, however hard I fought, it gradually took over me.

When He Wakes up

My mind slipped into consciousness. I felt quiet and peaceful for some strange reason. I kept my eyes closed and wondered why every part of my body hurt. Suddenly all the events of yesterday flooded into me and I responded with a painful gasp. I finally managed to open my eyes and found that I was still in the living room, propped up against a wall.

I got up slowly as I was very hurt. I looked at the time and realized it was the middle of the day. I froze in shock as I looked at...


So, who's the mysterious person who keeps getting hinted?

I know this isn't my best, but I got writer's block and couldn't think of anything much. I'll try and repost it later when I have some ideas. It's a bit short as well. Hope you forgive me for updating slow. Plz review as well!!!! I love my fellow reviewers!!!