I was dreading the end of school, looking at the clock I winced as the hand got closer to three. I sighed when the bell chimed and looked over at Alice she looked back at me with a concerned expression on her face. I slouched in my chair, putting my hat back on.

"Come on Edward. If we wait longer she will just get more worried." Alice was right beside me now.

I nodded and got up, making sure my black eye was covered, I saw Emmett and he came up to me.

"Hey, how is your eye?" He asked.

"Its pretty good, but we all agree to tell mom that I just fell and nothing else." I told them.

They nodded, we made our way to the car. Emmett got shot gun while Alice and I stayed in the back. Esme smiled and asked us about our day.

There was aimless chatter in the car. We pulled up outside the supermarket and got out, Emmett and I walked to the DVD store and Alice went with mom.

"She is going to find out sooner or later." He argued as we walked down an isle.

"Well I choose later." I told him, "She doesn't need to keep panicking about me, a bruise here or there doesn't matter." I said.

Emmett looked to be angry or something close to that. He walked me to the back before looking at me.

"Do you not get it?" He asked.

"Get what?" I exclaimed.

"She is panicking because she doesn't want you to get hurt. You were abused in Chicago, she doesn't want you to be abused here. She wants you to feel safe and loved, it doesn't just effect mom when you get hurt, it effects all of us, it reminds us that you were abused when you were younger. We don't want to remember, we want to move on." He all but yelled on front of everyone.

I turned and walked away.

"Edward, come back. Edward . . ." Emmett called after me but I didn't want to listen.

Maybe he was right, me getting hurt did effect them, but it didn't bother me if I got hurt.

I sat on a bench by the car, I felt like punching something but I couldn't I had to contain my anger.

I looked at our car. It was mind blowing to me that I went from being so poor to so rich in the matter of a couple weeks. It was something I defiantly had to get used to but it would take time.

I felt someone sit down beside me, Emmett.

"I didn't mean for what I said to sound angry or whatever and I didn't mean to shout it out, I just want you to realize that we all love you and we want you to be happy here with us. We don't want you to feel as if this is Chicago." He explained, "We don't want you to get in fights or get slapped around because we love you and don't want to lose you." He said.

I looked at him, in his eyes, I saw that he meant it. I nodded.

"I am also sorry for walking away and getting myself into a fight." I told him.

"Not your fault." He whispered back.

"What do you mean when you say 'Losing me'?" I asked him.

"Well you legally are in the family but since everything is so new, the judge can easily break the adoption agreement." He told me.

That made me have a different thought on everything. "So what do we tell mom?" I asked him.

"That you fell?" He said.

I nodded, I looked up and saw Alice and Esme approaching, it was know or never!