Quick A/N: Hey guys. I am soooooooooooooooooooo sorry that I haven't been updating. I work 12 hour shifts everyday and run on 4 hours of sleep. I am exhausted. Im not going to make this one long, cause I know you're all very anxious to get this chapter. So can you read the not at the end please. Thanks! :)

BPOV

4 pizzas? FOUR FRIGGEN PIZZAS? Who needs 4 pizzas? Apparently, this group. I look around at my group and notice everyone's eyes on me.

"Um Hi?" I said

"We really are normal once you get to know us." Emmett said, with straws sticking out of his head.

"Um yeah ok." I said shaking my head. "So who eats what pizza?"

"Rose and I eat cheese, Jazz is veggie, Emmett is pepperoni, Edward eats sausage and since Hawaiian is your favorite, I ordered that for you." Alice said with a grin.

"Um that's nice and all, but I don't remember telling you my favorite pizza, especially hold the onions." I said quietly.

"Way to go Alice." Rose grumbled.

I look over at the waitress looking over at us, well more specifically Edward. I feel a quick flash of anger and put my head down. Why am I feeling like this? I shouldn't. I have too many obligations. I cant be jealous, can I?

"So Bella. How do you like Forks? Is there anything here to do?" Jasper asked me.

"Honestly, I hate it. Aside from the town named after an eating utensil, its to cloudy and rainy for me." I replied.

"So why are you here then?" Rose asked me.

"I moved here last year for my father. He was lonely and asked me to live with him." I said, starting to get annoyed with these questions.

"Wait, where's your mom?" Edward asked.

"Uh, in a hospital in New York. She's in a coma." I said quietly.

"Way to go Edward." Alice hissed.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know." Edward shook his head, looking like someone shot his puppy. "What happened?"

I felt a surge of anger run through me. He doesn't have a right to look like that. He doesn't need to know. We've known each other for what, 5 hours? Who does he think he is.

"Well of course you didn't know. I wasn't aware that you needed to know stuff that doesn't concern you. You're not even my friend yet and you think you have the right to ask such a personal question. Angela doesn't even know the full story and she understands that I don't want to talk about. Who's mad at me for choosing you guys over her. Sorry Alice. I'm heading back to the school. See you later." I said, storming out of the pizza place.

EPOV

Well fuck, I didn't mean to do that.

"Who knew little Bella had claws?" Emmett said shocked.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Edward? Why would you ask her that?" Rosalie hissed at me.

"I don't know she would react like that. I just want to know everything about her." I confessed.

Alice's face softened for a minute then hardened as she got pulled into a vision about Bella. I eagerly looked on.

Vision:

Bella was walking in the hall way crying. Her pale cheeks were red and blotchy and her eyes glistened with unshed tears. She sat in the library and hid in the back corner where no one ever goes. Angela walked in and spotted her crying.

"Bella, babe what's wrong?" Angela said pulling Bella in for a hug.

"The Cullen's. Edward got nosy and asked about Mom like it was his right to know."

"Shh Bella its alright. Come on, stop crying." Angela said softly.

"No Ang its not. I don't know whats wrong with me. I want everything to do with the rest of the Cullens, just Edward confuses me. One minute he's quiet and sweet the next he's kinda jerky. I don't understand it. And what bothers me most is that theres something weird about them and I get the feeling that Alice and Rosalie want me with Edward but I'm not sure I should. Malcom couldn't handle that. He means everything to me and I cant hurt him." Bella said, a fresh wave of tears spilling down her cheeks.

End vision.

"She's got a boyfriend." I said, clenching my fists.

" Who has a boyfriend?" Emmett asked, looking between me and Alice.

"Bella." I spat out her name.

"You don't know that for sure Edward." Alice tried to calm me down.

"You heard her. Malcom means everything to her. She cant hurt him by being with me. She picked up that we're different, she knows that you want us together and shes fighting it."

"Wait what happened?" Rose asked annoyed.

"I had a vision. Bella is in the library crying and Angela came in and found her. She knows that I want her with Edward and suspects you do too. She was talking about a boy named Malcom and how she cant hurt him by being with Edward. And shes confused about wanting to spend time with us. Shes also mad that we think we have the right to know everything about her."

"We don't!" Rose exclaimed.

"But we started asking personal questions. She didn't ask us anything, we told her. Most likely in her mind, we started prying into her life and she didn't pry into ours so she thought that she deserved the same respect she gave us." Jasper stated.

"Good job Eddie. Now Belly Bean is mad at us." Emmett said, annoyed.

I really messed things up this time.

AN: Once again I am soooooooo sorry I haven't been updating. Its not the best chapter but hey its an update right? My life is just soooo hectic and I finished this on my break at work. Forgive me? Also, I'm looking for a co-writer and a beta. If anyone is up to the task, PM me or just say it in the review. I have so many ideas and I don't know what to go with and I'd like someone to talk it out with. Also as promised here is an excerpt from the book I'm writing. Don't read if you have problems with abuse. You know the drill. Review if you want.

Excerpt:

"And when darkness falls, those who crave it rise,

And when they rise, the darkness follows."

Malcom stared at the words painted in black on his ceiling. He closed his journal after reading his first ever entry. Thoughts of suicide chase each other through his mind. Would anyone miss him? Would anyone even notice or care that he wasn't around? No he solemnly decided. He was unwanted, unneeded and unloved. His eyes roamed the expance of confining walls, resting on the jeweled silver plated dagger his dead brother brought back with him from China. A quick jab should do it. Straight through the center of his chest. Or maybe a slice across his throat. When and if he actually goes through with it he wanted to be orignal about it. No hanging, no wrist slitting, no overdosing. Something you don't hear about often.

"Get your worthless ass down here and clean this damn house up." his father called him from the chair in the living room.

Malcom shook his head causing a blue tipped black lock to fall on his forehead covering his most recent scar. He picked himself up off his bed and slowly made his way down the stairs. He reached the bottom of the the stairs and walked down the hallway. His eyes glanced around the dimly lit living room. He took in his father in the battered brown leather chair in the middle of the room, a beer in one hand a remote in the other.

"I know you're there. Get your ass over here." The older man grumbled.

Malcom made his way over to the man who calls himself his father.

"Yes Father?" Malcom said with a slight sneer.