Isabella

I don't know why they couldn't just leave me alone. I didn't want their help. I would have come sooner if I did. But I didn't. So they should respect my wishes and leave me alone.

I wrung my hands nervously in distress. I don't know why they insisted to know. There isn't anything they are able to do now. It was two years ago. The past should stay in the past.

I looked at the bowl of untouched fruit and coffee. I was hungry, but I didn't pick up the food.

"Isabella" I flinched. "I know you don't particularly trust us at the moment but maybe if you hear the whole story, you can be more open." Carlisle said. I just shrugged. I wasn't saying yes or no.

Carlisle took this as a yes.

"Your dad and I met in college. We were both in med school and quickly became friends. We spent all of our time studying together and hanging out. We were inseparable I guess you could say." He let out a quiet laugh. "We both had the dream that someday we would work at Seattle Hospital. We would be surgeons and find a cure for cancer or something like that. We were pretty naive back then. Everything was working out great. I was dating Esme at the time and Charlie had just met Renee. It was obvious that they were in love. Your parents wanted to get married right away and while I thought it was a bit soon, I didn't try to stop them." How come my dad never told me any of this? Who would have thought that he might have become a doctor.

"Everything worked out great. You're parents had you three years later and you were the light of their lives. After Esme and I got married we were chosen to be your godparents, and that was the greatest gift anyone could have given us. We saw you often for the next couple of years before everything started to fall apart. Charlie and I had graduated med school and started our internship. We worked long hours and it felt like our lives had been put on hold. Everything revolved around the hospital but it was what we liked. Your mother had gotten frustrated because she felt your father cared more about his job than family. She gave him the ultimatum. Either she left Forks with you or your father quit his job and come back home. Being a doctor was all Charlie dreamed of doing. We argued for a long time about it. I wanted Charlie to stand up to Renee and tell her how he felt but he didn't want to risk losing you. Your father quit and moved back home. Your dad was the happiest I had ever seen him when working at the hospital but he wasn't willing to risk everything. After that we didn't see each other again until Esme and I moved to Forks. Your father and I both were on edge with each other after that I guess you could say." How come I had never heard this before? My mother didn't seem capable of doing something like that. It was too cruel. If they weren't friends anymore, than why would they stay my godparents? It didn't make sense. Carlisle saw my confused face.

"Despite our disagreement, we still did care for each other. Your dad knew that I didn't mean any malice and Charlie did what he believed was right. Being the stubborn people we were, we never did verbally forgive each other, but our trust for each other was there not matter are differences. I knew that if anything ever happened to Esme and I than our kids would be safe with your parents and you would be safe with us if you couldn't stay with your parents." Carlisle said.

"Isabella are you ok? Tell us what's on your mind." Esme asked softly. I stared at her. I couldn't speak. Nothing made sense. How could you hate but trust someone at the same time? I didn't think that was possible. Either you hated someone or you didn't. There shouldn't be an inbetween. I didn't realize how close my father and him were. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact about what my mother did. She was the sweetest person that lived, how could she have done something so cruel? I wanted to believe she didn't but I couldn't deny the sincerity in his voice.

Their fight ruined my life. I could have grown up with the Cullens and I could have had friends. I wouldn't have been so alone. My life could have turned out completely different. I don't know why my dad didn't tell me this but I was pissed.

I didn't want to hear anymore of this story. I was too hungry. I was too stressed. I just wanted to leave.

"I don't want to think about this anymore. When can we leave?" I asked Esme. My voice was emotionless. Carlisle and her shared a look.

"Isabella, we don't think it's a good idea to leave this untreated. You may not think there is anything wrong but obviously something is bothering you. Once you our situated at house and have settled in, I would like you to see a therapist. We only mean the best when we say this. We don't want you to hurt." He said.

I wanted to shake my head and scream at him. I wanted to throw things and demand he take my back to my home. I didn't want to be here with them. They were taking control of my life. I didn't like this.

"What did my father say?" I whispered to Esme. She was easier to talk to than Carlisle.

"Charlie has given us a Child Medical Consent form." She said. What the hell was that?

Carlisle spoke. I couldn't meet his eyes.

Again.

"A Child Medical Consent form is a legal document where parents or guardians will give another person, permission to make medical decisions for their child. This is typically when the adult is going to be away from home for a long time and is unable to care for their child. Your father thought it was necessary in this case."

My heart was beating. I didn't like this. Nobody asked me how I would feel. These people can just dictate my life now.

And Charlie approved.

Nobody was on my side. No one ever would be. I refused to listen to them anymore. I picked up the fruit took small bites. I didn't want to see their disappointed faces.

"Isabella, we can leave in about an hour after I gather my stuff and sign your release papers. I know you have a lot to think about so in the meantime try to relax. I will be back shortly." Carlisle finally said. I didn't acknowledge him when he left the room. I didn't acknowledge anything.

I just stared at my fruit bowl.

I was sitting in a wheelchair at the front of the hospital. Esme was with me. We hadn't talked to each other the rest of the morning but I was fine with that.

There was mist in the air and I suddenly missed the warmth of inside the building. I only had my sweatshirt and sweatpants. I looked like a mess but I honestly didn't care. I was too nervous.

Carlisle was coming around with his Range Rover and we would be heading to their home. I didn't want to think about what would happen later. I would scare myself into a heart attack.

Edward had specifically told me to stay away from Alice and now I would be living with them.

I had hurt Edward accidentally and now I was living with him.

I wouldn't be surprised if they kicked me out of the house. I had done nothing to deserve their kindness. Emmett was the only one who had never talked to me.

His size was scary enough. I would have to stay away from him.

The car pulled up in front of us. My heart pounded against my chest. I wouldn't let them see how nervous I was.

"Are you ready to go?" Esme asked. I nodded my head. I carefully stood up and walked over to the car. It looked like she wanted to help me but I wouldn't have let her. I could do this on my own.

I sat down on the cool leather seats and stared out the window. Carlisle had gone to return the wheelchair and Esme had hoped in the front seat.

My head hurt from the fall but I didn't say anything. I could take it. It's not the worst I've been through. Carlisle would insist on giving more drugs and I wouldn't be able to refuse him. I had not power.

"Isabella." Esme said. I looked up at her. "I wanted to let you know that yesterday I went to your house and packed a bag of your clothes. You have some of your clothing at our house now but we can always go shopping for more."

What the hell did she just say? I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

Please God. Tell me she didn't find my journal. Tell me clothes was all she took.

"I know this is a big change for you but as I said before, if you have any questions, just feel free to ask." She said. "Alice is very excited your coming to live with us. She hopes you two will be friends." Esme said in an excited voice. I stared at her incredulously. Alice and I could never be friends.

Didn't she remember what I told her the other day? Probably not. Alice was too much for my taste. I would have to figure out a way to avoid her.

Carlisle came back into the car and buckled up. I watched him from the back seat. My hands dug into the seat as I tried to control myself. I wouldn't have another panic attack. I was just leaving the hospital.

"Everyone buckled up?" He asked. I nodded my head. The car started and we drove away. I looked at the hospital until it was out of sight.

We drove for many miles. I was fighting the urge to stay awake. I wouldn't fall asleep. Not here. We had driven right through the center. I remember they lived a little outside the town. Their big mansion in the woods. It was a beautiful home filled with once beautiful memories.

Now all they seemed to do was haunt me. I gulped and tried to rid the thoughts from my head. Carlisle and Esme talked quietly and I tuned them out. I just wanted to be alone. I wasn't used to all the attention I was receiving. People usually ignored me or picked on me. I don't know what to make of this.

The car suddenly turned a corner and we were on a dirt path. The car slowed and infront of us appeared their beautiful home.

And now my home. At least for the time being.

My hands started to shake and I stuffed them in my pocket to hide my nerves. I could see from inside the car a girl grinning a big cheshire cat smile. It was Alice. It looked like she was still in her pajamas. I quickly looked away. I didn't want to see her.

We parked in their garage that was full of other cars. I didn't understand how people could own so many vehicles. One car was good enough for me.

"Isabella are you ready?" Esme asked. I looked at her and then Carlisle. I shifted uncomfortably under their gazes. I put my head down, I couldn't answer. I wanted to say yes but everything inside me was screaming no.

I opted to stay quiet.

We got out of the car and I walked alongside Esme. Carlisle was in front of us and I kept my eyes on his back. I would see if he did anything to me.

I would be prepared.

The house smelt of burnt cookies. I covered my mouth and gagged in disgust.

Did someone try to set the house on fire?

What the hell had happened?

"Alice must have been baking again." Esme sighed. She let out a little smile. Carlisle went to the oven and opened it. The smell became even stronger and he dumped the cookie sheets in the sink. I watched as he put down his bag and walked over to the two of us. I had unconsciously backed up into the wall.

Again; they shared a look. What was I not being told?

The garage had led to the kitchen. I looked around in amazement. It was just as I remembered. Big and beautiful. I could open my own bakery just in this room. Everything was state of the art and the possibilities were endless.

Of course I would need the Cullens' permission before I could cook. I hope they gave it to me. At home it was just kind of expected that I did the cooking and cleaning. Most of the household chores. Charlie just never did it so I took over the responsibility. I didn't mind though. It calmed me. It made me feel like I had some purpose in this world. I made me feel like I wasn't just a waste of space.

"Do you like to cook?" She asked with a smile. I nodded my head wearily. What was she getting at? Would she want me to cook for the whole family? It was one thing to cook for one person but a complete other thing to cook for a whole family. I would of course do it without hesitation. But the thought of messing up scared me even more.

"That's great! Maybe we can cook together. Unfortunately none of the children were born with the cooking gene." She joked with me.

Did I forget to say that I liked cooking alone? At home, the kitchen was my space. Nobody could bother me there. I felt safe. But now I was somewhere new. Everything was different.

"Sure." I whispered. I wouldn't tell her anything else. Carlisle took the opportunity to speak.

"I need to head upstairs to finish going over some paperwork but I'll be down in a little bit." He looked at me, "Isabella, please make yourself at home here. Our home is now your home."

He walked away and I was stumped. What was he trying to do to me? Gain my trust and then hurt me in the worst way possible? If he thought I would buy it then he was wrong. This house would never be my home.

"Isabella!" Someone screamed. It was Alice.

Oh God help me.

She bounced over to me and Esme had to tell her to calm down. I slightly backed away. How could she be this energetic and 10:00am?

"We are going to have so much fun! Mom explained everything to us last night. It's going to be like having a sleepover everyday!" Alice squealed. I just stared wide eyed at her. She didn't seem to notice my fear.

"Come on! Let's head upstairs. I can give you a tour of the house." I followed her and looked back at Esme. She gave me an encouraging smile.

She took me on a tour of all three floors. Of course I had already been here before but It was good to have a refresher. I now knew where I could go and not go. I now knew the boundaries. That made me feel a little better.

She talked my ear off but something wouldn't leave my mind. I had to ask.

"Why didn't you tell me your mom and dad were my God- parents?"

She went quiet. I expected she would be more mad that I interrupted her but all I saw was sadness in her eyes.

"Isabella believe me, I wanted to tell you. I only knew because I overheard my parents talking about it. I thought it would be better if your dad told you but then he was called into work early. I just didn't want to start any problems. I am really sorry." Alice whispered. I wanted to hate her so much but she seemed to sad. Tears welled up in her eyes.

What was with this family crying so much?

"I also want to say that I know you want me to stay away from you, but the truth is I can't. Whether you like it or not we are living under the same roof so we should try to make the most of the situation." Alice said in her no argument voice. I was afraid to go against her. I didn't know what she was capable of.

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you. I'm a bad person to be around." I mumbled under my breathe.

"I don't understand." Alice said as she spun around in the chair.

We were currently in my new room. It was previously the guest room and I had my own bathroom. That was a plus. The walls were a pale blue and I had a queen sized bed. The desk was pushed up against the wall with a brand Macbook/ There was a bookshelf against the opposite shelf that was empty. I would have to get some books. This room was bigger than my own back home. It felt weird.

"What don't you understand?" I whispered. Alice looked at me cautiously as she choose the words she was going to say.

"Why everyone hates you." She stated bluntly. I didn't know how to respond. I don't think anybody would know. "I'm not trying to be mean, but why did you sleep with Mike? Everyone knew that him and Tanya were together."

What the hell?

What happened to that sweet girl who was here a second ago? Where did she go? Alice didn't give me a chance to answer her question.

"Tanya actually used to be a decent person when they were dating, and now she's a complete bitch. I mean like, yes, technically you ruined their relationship and made her go crazy, but that shouldn't give people a reason to hate you. It was just an unfortunate mistake. We all make them."

Why won't she shut up? If only she knew the truth.

"If everyone hates you, then why don't they hate Edward or all the other people in the school? We've all hooked up and cheated at least once. What gives them the right to do this to you? I honestly don't think it's fair." Alice stated. I curled up into a tighter ball on my bed. Why was she bringing this up just now?

It felt cruel to lie to her. If she could be so honest with me than why couldn't I be with her?

"You do know that I'm just the bird? I'm lower than the lowest people at school. No one would think any different of you or your popular friends. But I'm just a freak with a disease. That's what your brother says about me. Did you know that?" I spit.

I don't know why I am so brave all of a sudden. This was bound to end badly. She looks genuinely shocked.

She is speechless. I am speechless.

"I- I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking about what I was saying." She whispered. "God, I'm such a bitch." Alice mumbled to herself.

"I promise I'll fix all of this. Starting with my idiot brother." She said. Alice got up and before I could stop her she slammed the bedroom door.

"Edward!" She screamed through the house. I nearly jumped out of my skin.

Oh Damn it? What had I done?

This was not going to end well.

Why couldn't I ever just keep my stupid mouth shut?