(A/N)

Sorry about not updating for such a long time and sorry it's short. It'll be longer next time. I promise.

Chp. 10: Hurt

BPOV

"Oh god," I muttered, staring at Jasper in horror. I had a power? What had just happened? I took a step back, shaking my head slightly, debating whether or not to run away in horror.

They all stood looking at me with incredulity. Except for Edward. He looked at me with an expression of hurt and astonishment. Hurt that I caused. Because he believed that I hadn't trusted him enough to tell him my power.

But I hadn't known that I had a power. Not until about 5 seconds ago.

It was like I hadn't had any control over my body. Like another force had taken over me and said what I had said. Like I was watching as something, or someone, controlled me. Not that they would believe me. The "other force" had left and it had left me with full control over the power that I had just used.

"Well, I guess she didn't trust Edward enough to tell him about her power." Rosalie hissed venomously. I flinched and Edward stepped in front of me protectively. He was still protecting me? After what had just happened? When he felt betrayed and hurt, he still stepped in front of me to protect me? Apparently Rosalie had the same thought process because she snorted.

"Please, she's perfectly capable of protecting herself. Don't you have eyes?" Rosalie snorted, crossing her arms.

"I... I didn't know," I said softly. Seven heads turned in my direction.

"What?" Jasper asked, standing up.

"I didn't know that I had a power. Not until about a minute ago."

"Bella," Edward said softly, masking the hurt in his voice, or rather attempting to, "How is that possible? You had full control over it just now."

"I know," I said desperation leaking into my voice. I sank to the floor and sat, "You guys wouldn't believe me if I told you what just happened."

"Explain," Rosalie snarled at me. Edward hissed at her as he knelt in front of me. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my head to meet his eyes. I heard the rest of the family leave, giving us at least the illusion of privacy, sensing that we needed to be alone.

"Bella?" Edward asked, his voice cracking. His eyes were boring into mine, the hurt shining in his eyes. I did that to him.

"I'm sorry," I dry sobbed into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me automatically, bewildered.

"Bella, why didn't you tell me? Don't you trust me?" Edward asked me, his voice quitting to a whisper as he spoke. How to explain it?

"I was telling the truth. I didn't even have a power until a couple minutes ago and if I did I didn't know about it. It was like-like I was being controlled while I stood helpless watching. I- I..." I stuttered at the end, breaking off to cry tearlessly again. Edward pulled me into a hug.

"Shh. Shh. Bella..." Edward began, but I cut him off.

"Please, believe me. Please," I pleaded with him.

"I believe you," he said looking me in the eyes. I leaned in to kiss him, but we were interrupted by Rosalie.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" Rosalie yelled appearing in front of us, the rest of the family materializing behind her. "YOU BELIEVE HER?"

"Yes, I do. I know Bella. And I definitely know her a lot better than you do," Edward said standing and pulling me up with him.

"You can't possibly know her that well! She's changed for all you know!" Emmett put a hand on her shoulder trying to keep her from lungeing.

"I KNOW BELLA! I KNOW HER WELL ENOUGH TO KNOW EXACTLY WHAT SHE'S THINKING WITHOUT EVEN READING HER MIND!" I smiled, knowing that if I could cry right now, I would.

Rosalie glared at me. Esme stepped forward.

"How is that possible?"

"I don't know," I responded, "I really don't know."

"No knows, Bella. This has never happened before." Carlisle said. Edward shook his head at Alice, answering a question. That would get annoying.

"So, Jasper, have you thought of any battle strategies?" Edward asked his brother, as if he didn't know. Jasper smirked at him.

"You know that I did"

"What are they?" Alice asked after a moment when Jasper didn't continue.

"You may want to sit down. This is going to take a while."

We flitted back to the house and sat, with Rosalie looking suspiciously at me the whole time.

(A/N)

Sorry about the short chapter. Should I rewrite this from Edward's point of view?

And should I update with short chapters once a week or longer chapters every two weeks.

Please let me know. :)