Here it is. My birthday present for you all. I know on your birthday you receive presents not give them, well I am feeling generous so here you go. On my 18th birthday, I give you the next chapter.

Chapter Seven: Rescue Me

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe

- Breathe Me (Sia)

BPOV

I choked my breakfast into the toilet for the fifth time since leaving Flordia. Alice knocked on the door.

"Bella are you alright? You've been in there for a while."

I coughed. "Ali, can you get me something?"

"Yeah, what do you need?"

I can't believe what a fucking asshole I am. In one dumb ass mistake I lost two very important people in my life. God, I wish there was some way I could make up for my wrongs, all of them. I hurt you. I hurt Lucy. And I hurt my family.

EPOV

I stared out the rusty window, trying to ignore the giggling of the obnoxious blonds who were nuzzling with Seth Clearwater. The letter was all I could think about. The letter that nearly broke me to write. She needed to move on. That is what I reminded myself. Bella and Lucy needed a better life than some ex-gangbanger from Chicago. A better life than a man who caused his parents deaths. I was stupid and reckless to have let James into my life. James Kensington was going to die if it was the last thing I did. At least Bella would know that I loved her. I knew that no matter what went down with James and I that Bella and Lucy would always know that my heart was theirs.

"Dude quit fucking moping and get your ass over here! There are some hot as fuck, voluptuous blondes here that wanna fuck our brains out!" Seth hollered from the couch.

"You have fun with your arousing blondes Seth," I sighed. "I prefer brunettes."

He rolled his eyes. "As you fucking wish. So ladies lets head into my room for the night."

I sat down on the couch and stared at my hands. I knew where to find James I just didn't know how to do it. I had to get to Victoria first. The feisty red-head who gave a few too many blow-jobs. She was James' long-time girlfriend. They lived together, they worked together. She was a sure fire way to get a hold of James. I knew what I had to do, but at the same time I was at a road block. Half my heart and mind was saying to just go back to Seattle. To go back to Bella. I stood up and ran out the door slamming it shut.

But Bella there are some things you don't know about me. Things about my past that make me an unsuitable father. Everything that led me to you was all because of my past. My life as Edward Anthony Masen. The reason I was adopted by the Cullens.

BPOV

Positive.

I stared at the word as if it was foreign. Alice stared over my shoulder. I turned to her, tears in my eyes. She pulled me close and hugged me tight. She whispered reassurances in my ears. Her small arms weren't what I needed. I needed Edward. I needed his warmth, his welcoming arms. My arms wrapped around my stomach as I cried into Alice's shoulder.

"What's going on Al?" a male voice asked.

I looked up to see Jasper from the other night. Alice looked at him and smiled. "I'm going to be an aunt."

His brow furrowed. "Edward is having a kid?"

"He already has one. He's going to have another," Alice said, as if it should have been obvious.

"Wait, who does he have a kid with?" Poor boy.

Alice giggled. "Jazz, meet Edward's Bee. Bella, this is Jasper Whitlock, if you don't remember."

"Well, I'll be fucking damned. Eddie boy got this here Bella preggo?" Jasper cackled.

I nodded. "And he did it again."

"Who did what again?"

I looked up to see a tall, leggy blonde standing with an extremely muscular man with short curly brown hair. Alice squealed and hugged the blonde. I stared in shock. I hadn't seen her in two months.

"Rose!"

"Bells!"

We hugged each other tightly.

"What have you been up to Baby Bell?" Rose asked as she let me go.

I smiled. "Some of the same stuff as always."

Alice cleared her throat.

"Oh and finding the father of Lucy," I grumbled. "Pain in the ass won't stay in one place."

"You found him?"

I nodded.

"Well," she demanded.

"He's my brother," Alice chirped. "Well adopted brother really. He moved to Forks when he was eighteen because of some strenuous circumstances in Chicago. He felt awful that he couldn't find his mystery girl. He never would tell me her name. I hated it. All this time and I had connections to the both of them."

Emmett chuckled. "Well shit, this is turning out good. I might eat this while listening to y'all."

He held up a brown paper bag and opened it up. A fishy scent exuded from the bag. I gagged and ran to the bathroom throwing up. Rosalie followed and held my hair back from falling in. Her hand massaged my back soothingly. My stomach dry heaved a few times. My throat felt scratchy and sore.

"Rose…"

"What is it Baby?" she whispered.

"Can you go get Lu from school?"

"Sure thing. Emmett get Bella into bed. Alice you get your fucking brother here or I will kill him myself." With that said Rosalie left and I was hoisted by Emmett to my bed.

Bella don't come looking for me. I have to finish James. Our score remains unsettled. He took someone from me and I have yet to get him back.

EPOV

I drove from the apartment to the nearest coffee house. Starbucks. I pulled up and walked inside. My phone vibrated as I waited in line. "Hello."

"Get your ass home now."

I sighed. "Alice I can't I'm in Chicago and I have to find him. I am so fucking close. I can feel him."

"Edward getting yourself killed will not bring your mother back. Bella needs you more than you'll ever know," she pleaded.

"Al, she is better off without me," I grumbled.

"Oh really. What if James catches wind of Bella and Lucy? Huh? What are you going to do then? Run away? They need you here with them," Alice said, her tone scary. "Besides I think James is the last thing you need to be afraid of. Rosalie Hale has now gotten wind of what you have been doing. She is out for blood if you don't get your ass home."

I frowned. "I can't not until he is dead. Hey listen Al, I'll talk to you later I'm next in line."

"Welcome to Starbucks, what can I get you?"

"Yes I'd like a Venti Dark Cherry Mocha with Non-Fat Milk and Whipped Cream," I said, pulling out my wallet.

"That is $4.02," the blond said cheerily. (A/N: I know that might not be the actually cost but its been three years since I was there)

I handed her the money. "Thanks."

I waited at the pick up station as she made my drink. I scuffed my tennis shoe against the linoleum floor. A throat cleared I looked up and the blond handed me my drink. I took it and left. I rushed from the Starbucks. Sipping my drink I wandered, wondering where I should start. I had no idea. I walked into an antique book store where a medium height brunette stood writing in a black binder. She smiled and walked over to me her hazel eyes shimmering happily.

"Welcome to Wolfe's Antiques, my name is Sarah how can I be of service?"

I smiled at her. "I'm just looking."

She nodded and went back to writing. I wandered around the store. My eyes found their way back to her. She would glance up and smile. I was looking at the old books when she walked back over to me.

"Hey I was wondering if you wanted to come out with me. I was thinking of closing early," she proposed shyly.

"I'd love to."

She giggled and walked to her desk closing the binder, hiding it under the desk. She locked the door flipping the sign so it said closed. I waited patiently for her. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the back. She grabbed her brown leather jacket and pulled it on.

"So where did you want to go?" she asked grabbing her purse.

"Can we just go back to your house?"

She smiled and grabbed my hand again. We walked out the back and walked down the block. We got to a stone apartment building. She unlocked the door and led me up a set of metal stairs. We stopped in front of a black door with a gold 87 on it. I leaned down and kissed her softly. She kissed me back. I pulled back and smiled letting her open the door. She led me inside. I closed the door behind myself and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her gently. She moaned. I slid my hands under her jacket knocking it off. It hit the floor at the same time as my hat that she knocked off my head. Her hands gripped the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and off. She ran her hand along my abs and across my pecs. I moaned and unbuttoned her blouse. The silk shirt hit the ground. My fingers found her zipper on her skirt and that to hit the floor. I found myself hard at the lack of undergarments.

"No bra? No panties?" I asked kissing her neck. "You know, I'm not wearing boxers."

Her hands instantly found my button and zipper. She ripped my jeans down my legs. My cock hit her thigh. She groaned. I grabbed her around her knees as she wrapped her arms around my neck and lifted her up. I slipped a condom on. I pushed inside her and thrust in and out. She moaned. I fucked her hard all night.

When I woke up the first thing I saw was the mass of brown hair. I thought I was waking up with Bella, but then I remembered what had happened. I stood up and left a note for Sarah. I got dressed quickly and left. I was walking past the Starbucks to get to Seth's apartment when I saw a blonde man. There he was. His blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He was wearing a faded black leather jacket. His jeans were worn and ripped. His black leather boots scuffed. Next to him was the tall red-headed tramp. She was wearing a short tight black mini skirt with a cut off green t-shirt that stopped at her midriff. I growled quietly. His gray eyes snapped up and he smirked. She looked up too, her violet eyes smiled. He walked over to me and pulled his arm back. His fist connected with my jaw. I spit out blood. He smiled cruelly at me.

"How have ya been Eddie boy?" James sneered. "How's your Mum and Dad?"

"How've you been you sick disgusting ass mother fucker," I growled.

He laughed. "Hey Vicky show him the picture."

Victoria handed me her silver phone. I looked at the picture and glared at James.

Please don't hate me for deceiving you and Lucy. It is my dream for James to get caught so that I can have a family with you.

BPOV

The house phone rang shrilly. I stopped packing and picked it up. "Swan residence."

"Miss Swan, this is Principal McCalle, you're daughter was taken from school today. Our secretary is dead. I am so sorry. There was nothing we could do."

The phone fell from my hand. Someone took Lucy. My baby girl was gone.

I'm so, so sorry for how that ended. I totally wasn't planning on Edward sleeping with another woman. Or even Lucy's kidnapping. Yikes. That scared the shit out of me when I wrote that. Oh and to clarify, the Starbucks comment is now done. I had a White Chocolate Mocha Frappe with Whipped cream over the weekend. So my long no Starbucks streak is GONE!

Please Review. Please. I really love hearing what you have to say.

Chapter songs are 'Breathe Me' by Sia and 'Rescue Me' by Tokio Hotel. Both songs work for this chapter and are extremely beautiful.

Much Love to you all,

Kat