A/N: Everyone can go ahead and be mad at me. I'm sorry I haven't updated in a long time, I'm trying to get my life together while being a full time single parent and searching for a career as well as keep up with housework, among other things. I felt lost for a while but I had found a new routine. I will try and write when I have the time. I don't want to give up on this story. I have quit so many projects in my life and I can't do that to myself anymore. Thank you for all your reviews and encouraging comments!

I didn't speak or even look at the Cullen's for two whole days, kinda easy to since I was suspended from school, stupid gym teacher ratted me out. To top it off, I wasn't allowed to try out for the volleyball team, they figured my 'aggressive personality' would get the team into trouble. I just scoffed in the principles face, I didn't think I was aggressive, I just didn't like taking anyone's shit.

Charlie was pissed. The school had called him in and they gave HIM shit for my behavior as well. He said I was grounded and couldn't leave the house for two weeks. I felt it was fair, I didn't want to go anywhere anyway. Alice texted me here and there telling me to keep my chin up, things will get better, Edward will come around. I thought it was bullshit. I wasn't just upset. I was hurt. I understood that the Cullen's needed a low profile but I wasn't a Cullen, people will always attempt to walk over me and I had to stick up for myself. Angry tears formed in my eyes when I thought of what Edward said to me.

"You're not in California anymore, your criminal tenancies are getting out of hand."

What type of asshole would throw my past back into my face? My non existent Vancouver life was a party life, I was living it up and not letting anyone bring me down. I remember having very few friends and I always had their backs, and they had mine. I was sad knowing they probably didn't exist, or if they did, they wouldn't know me. I buried my face into my pillow and let out a frustrated yell. It was going to take a lot for me to forgive him.

Bella came into my room and I looked at the clock, it was almost four. Today was day one of my suspension and I did fuck all. I mean, I should have been cleaning since I knew it would make Charlie a bit more lenient but I just laid in bed, stewing in my emotions.

"Wanna come down to La Push with me?" Bella asked.

"I'm grounded..." I said hesitantly.

"Charlie won't be off until midnight." She said suggestively. I knew that look on her face, she wasn't the mischievous type so when I saw that look, I jumped up and grabbed my sweater off the floor and ran out the door behind her. Sneaking out when you're not allowed to go anywhere was my favorite past time. I had my boots on and just as I was about to open the door when the bell rang. I looked back at Bella who was in the middle of tying up her boots. She looked at me with a shrug. I carefully took my boots and jacket off and answered the door - I didn't want to be caught sneaking off - when it opened, Edward was standing on the porch looking incredibly guilty. My face immediate dropped into a scowl.

"What do you want, Edward?" I asked annoyed.

"Can we talk?" He looked at Bella "In private?" He asked, looking back to me. I grabbed my jacket and slipped my boots back on my feet.

"I can't at the moment, Bella and I have plans." I said while avoiding eye contact.

"I can't let you go." He told me seriously. I stopped and glared at him with all my might. I'm sure he would have flinched if he were human.

"And why is that?" I asked with a deadly calm voice. I could hear Bella slowly walk toward the kitchen to give us privacy, exactly what I didn't want.

"I know Charlie grounded you, I won't let you slip back into your old behavior." he said lowly so Bella couldn't hear.

I saw red, I was pissed. I couldn't speak because I was afraid I would start stuttering or I would say the wrong thing. So I let my thoughts do the talking.

You asshole, who the fuck do you think you are? You barely know me. You don't know me. If you really love me you wouldn't be standing here, judging me for my past mistakes. What about you huh? you're not a fucking angel. AT LEAST I DIDN'T MURDER PEOPLE. I saw him wince, but did I regret saying it? I might someday but I didn't now.

"You can call me when you're done acting like a child." He sneered.

"How about you call me when you're done acting like my keeper." I retorted. His eyes flashed and he was off, he blurred back to his car and was down the street in seconds. I crumpled down to the ground and sobbed. Bella came back when she heard me and sat down next to me. She pulled me to her and rocked me back and forth in comfort. I didn't want to fight with Edward, I didn't want to be a bitch to him, I love him. He was making everything so difficult. Why did he insist on treating me like a child? Why would he tell me my past is in my past but continuously judged me for it. I realized now that he probably wasn't going to do anything about Daniel, maybe just tell him back off but that psychopath needed a good scare. Edward wasn't going to do that. I cried and cried until Bella started helping me off the floor. I let her take my jacket off while I kicked off my boots. I turned to look at her through blurry eyes.

"Thanks Bells, I think i'll be alone for a while though." She nodded and I walked back up the stairs to my room. I stayed in there for the rest of the night and the next day, the pain in my chest was too great to try any social interaction.

I ripped through the forest on my hunt, swiping at tree trunks as I past. I never felt so hurt, so angry and I couldn't stop myself from brutally tearing apart a bear. How could she say that to me with such a cold indifference. It was as if she were heartless, though I knew that wasn't the case. She was hurt from what I had said at the gym but I figured she would understand, not yell at me and run away like a preschooler. I went to her house to try to talk some sense into her and it all just blew back up in my face.

I ran back to the house in record speed and took a shower. I was restless, I couldn't sit still and I couldn't sit around and wait for her to calm down. Just as about to put my jacket back on to go find her again when Alice appeared at my door, along with Carlisle.

"Leave her be, Edward." Carlisle said with a slight tone of authority. "She needs time to calm down."

"And you need to sort through your own feelings, Edward." Alice added. "She's young, it'll be a long time before she matures emotionally and you've had enough time to do it." I was slightly offended by her words. "You are not treating her with any fairness, she's your partner, your mate, she deserves your honesty and your trust."

"Explain to me how when she's being belligerent I should trust HER not to expose our family." I retorted

"This isn't about YOU, Edward. It's the both of you. We all told her we respect that her past is in the past, yet you won't do it." Alice countered.

"I think the one that needs to think about their actions is you, Edward." Carlisle told me. I huffed and walked past them to go downstairs. I sat down at my piano and played a haunted tune, the song I was feeling in my heart at the moment.

I woke up to banging on my door.

"Isla, You better get up and do something around this house today, I won't have you lock yourself if that room." Charlie called from outside my door.

"Yes sir!" I called back. I got up and washed up before putting on my ratty clothes and got to work, it was 8 a.m. when he woke up me up - which was fair - since it was a school day still and I had that whole house cleaned by noon, not hard to so since Bella was usually kept the place clean too.

When I was done, I took a well needed shower and looked around the house for something to do. I ended up going into Bella's room and grabbed one of her books to read. I had grabbed pride and prejudice by Jane Austen and snuggled up in bed. I was so lost in the story that I almost didn't hear a knocking on the front door. I sat up and listened, sure enough, I heard the knocking again. I got up and stood at the top of the stairs, unsure if I should answer. It was most likely going to be Edward and I didn't know if I wanted to deal with him.

Just as I was about to go back to my room, I heard him call through the door.

"Isla, I can hear you, can you please, please talk to me." He said, begging. I hesitated for a second but the plea in his voice moved me forward to go down the stairs and open the door.

"What do you want, Edward?" I asked, sighing.

"Please, give me a chance to explain myself and apologize." He said with a hopeful expression on his face.

"I don't know if i'm ready to hear what you have to say, Edward. You really hurt me." I replied.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I don't want to hurt you, I love you." He said.

"I love you too but it doesn't change how you acted." I said.

"Just give me a chance, I promise I won't treat you like that again. I'll let you fight your battles without criticizing you." He pleaded. I sighed and moved out of the way so he could come inside. I looked at the clock and saw it was only 2 p.m.

"Did you ditch school?" I asked.

"I've been pacing outside since Charlie left this morning, working up my courage to come talk to you." He admitted.

"Why were you so scared?" I asked. He looked down at the floor with a guilty expression.

"I haven't exactly been truthful, Isla." He said slowly, looking up at me. I raised my brow. "We got the files back on your mom... and I didn't want to tell you right away, I wanted to wait and give you time."

"Give me time for what?" I snapped.

"Time to accept what you have learned so far." He said. I huffed and crossed my arms.

"Why do you do this, Edward? I'm not a child, I don't need to be protected, I just want the truth, I want to understand how I ended up like this!" I yelled. He winced and moved to stand in front of me.

"I'm so sorry Isla, if I can change the past, I would. Please forgive me for treating you like this." He begged. "I love you, please don't be mad at me." The broken look on his face was enough to forgive him right there. Which made me mad at myself mostly because I don't remember every being such a push over, it must have been the mating bond we shared.

I raised myself on my tip toes and kissed him soundly before pulling back. "I forgive you." He grabbed my face and went in for another kiss, this time deeper and more passionate. I felt myself get lost in him, I didn't realize we had zoomed up to my bedroom. I pushed him back.

"Wait." I said, stopping him from touching my breast. "I want to wait. I don't want to do anymore until our first time together." I said. He nodded.

"Of course, Isla." He moved away and picked up the book from my bed. "I didn't know you like the classics." He said.

"I didn't know either, I just picked it up and started reading it... I love it." I told him. I wasn't quiet sure that I even enjoyed reading but now I knew.

"All of us have quite the collection at home, if you wanted to come back with me and see?" He said hopefully. I just shook my head.

"Let me finish this one first." I said with a laugh. "But I would love to go back to your house again, soon." I told him sincerely.

He smiled at me and came in to hug me, at least... I thought he was going to hug me, instead he has scooped me up and had me sitting across his lap on the bed. I squeaked in surprise but then I shifted a bit lower so I could rest my head on his chest and pulled a blanket up around us. He opened the book to where I left off and started reading to me.

I couldn't fall asleep to his beautiful voice if I wanted to, he had me completely mesmerized with the way he told the story, it was better than any movie you could watch. We sat like that for about an hour until my butt started going numb from sitting on his lap. I shifted and slid off until I was sitting beside him.

"That was lovely, Thank you so much." I said, stopping him at the end of the chapter.

"Of course, my love." He said, kissing the side of my head. I leaned into him and then sat up to look him in the eye. The beautiful golden orbs looking back at me.

"As much I love just sitting here, enjoying our time together, I think we have some things to discuss." I said seriously. He sighed and nodded. He got up and rushed out of the room and was back in no time. With a thick manila envelope in his hand.

"I uh... haven't read it." He said. I took the file from his hand and set it down on the bed. I looked at the front that was labeled. 'MARGRET BRIGHT' I wanted to cry. I still couldn't believe my mom was gone.

"You don't have to do this now." He told me. I shook my head. I needed to do this. I shuffled forward on the bed and he maneuvered himself so he was sitting behind me, one leg on either side of me.

I took the folder from him and lightly ran my hand across my mothers name. Being afraid of what I would read was an understatement, I was terrified. Edward wrapped his arms around my mid section and kissed the top of my head, slightly encouraging me. I took a deep breath and opened it up. The first documents were of her birth place and her mother - my grandmother - and records of her immunizations within her first few years. Nothing too exciting. She had records of each hospital stay through out her life, some forms containing just one to two sentences.

I had finally reached the back, the dates on top of the sheets a year before my birth date. The information was becoming longer and more extensive. I gasped when I turned the page from what I started to read.

"Margret Bright. January 1st, 2000. Found in an alley by a couple in the early hours of the morning. approximately 0500. Pelvic bone shattered, evidence of sexual trauma. Patient remains in a coma." I let out a sob. My mom was raped? she must have already been pregnant with me. Edward heard my thoughts and started rapidly reading the rest of the page.

"There's nothing here stating that she was pregnant..." He said, trailing off.

"I don't understand... I was born only four months later." I said quietly. It made no sense. We shifted through the papers until we found my birth date.

" 'Margret Bright. Approximately 8 months pregnant. Broken spine, re-fractured pelvis bone. Significant blood loss, required blood transfusion. Fetus was removed via c-section.' I remember my mom being super healthy, not an alcoholic and if she had broke her spine having me, she wouldn't have been able to walk." I said matter of factually.

"That would make sense, I don't see the pelvic bone ever fully healing after a ordeal like that either." Edward added.

"How the hell did my mom survive this?" I asked, shocked. The list of operations and blood transfusions she went through to have me was unbelievable. "She was 8 months pregnant but when she was found four months before, she wasn't... it makes no sense." I shook my head and closed the file. All that was left was her hospital stay which was 6 months. I was curious to where I was during that time. I was so frustrated, nothing was adding up, my mom was suppose to be pregnant but she wasn't? she almost died giving birth to me. IF she had gotten pregnant the night she was attacked then that meant my father was a rapist.

"I don't get it, Edward." I cried, putting my head back and letting him hug me tightly from behind.

"I don't understand it either, but we'll figure it out, I promise, Isla." He said, turning me sideways to kiss my lips. I was about to deepen the kiss when my stomach rumbled. Edward chuckled. "Hungry?" He asked with a questioning brow. I wiped my face and shook my head. I was most definitely hungry, but I wasn't sure I would be able to stomach any food right now.

"Come on, love. How about a nice juicy steak?" That piked my interest, I slowly nodded and he got up carrying me to my dresser. He put my on my feet and began rummaging though my last drawer before pulling out one of my softest, comfiest sweaters I owned and wrapped me up.

"I don't think Charlie would be too happy about me leaving the house... What if someone see's me then reports back to him?" I asked seriously.

"It's okay, I'll order before hand and go pick it up for you." I nodded. "I just wanted to see you comfortable, my love." I smiled at him. I was so happy we weren't fighting anymore, I was in physical pain.

"Me too." He said before whooshing me downstairs to the couch. "Want to pick a movie? and i'll order?" He asked. I nodded and turned on the netflix. I was scrolling through the drama's when I realized I was only aimlessly pushing the button to scroll... not really seeing the screen. I started crying again. My poor mommy, I can't believe what had happened to her. I covered my mouth to hold back a sob when Edward came back into the living room and quickly sat beside me, taking me into his arms.

"I know it's probably not what you want to hear, but she's not suffering anymore and from the sounds of her chart, she suffered quite a bit through her life." He whispered softly in my hair. It wasn't what I wanted to hear but it helped soothe me nonetheless.

"I love you, Edward." I said, slowly calming down. He rubbed my back until his cellphone started ringing. He shifted to pull it out of his pocket.

"Hello? ... Yes... be there soon." He hung up and sighed. "Will you be okay while I go pick up your food?" He asked me. My stomach growled loudly and I nodded.

"Guess I'll have to be, otherwise my stomach will eat itself." I chuckled. He smiled and kissed me before getting up and rushing out of the house. I sighed and sat back, continuing to look for a movie. What was I suppose to do now? wait? where do I go from here? Just then I remember Renee. How the hell was I going to be able to convince her to meet with me? I didn't want to just show up at her house in Phoenix... she would probably have me arrested.

Well first of all, I knew I had to share what I had learned with the rest of the Cullen's... if anyone knew where to go from here, they would. Maybe they would even figure out the mystery of what happened to my mom that new year. There has to be a police report.

Just as I was writing down a new list of things to look into, Edward came in with a brown paper bag from the diner.

"Practically raw stake, bon appetit." He said, grinning. I smiled and kissed him. Yum. I pulled it out of the bag and started stuffing my face. I slid the list to him as I ate.

"I could sneak you out tonight for a family meeting, if you're not opposed." He said after a quick glance at the list. I swallowed the bite I had in my mouth before replying.

"Yeah, I think sooner the better. The curiosity is going to eat me alive." I said before taking another big bite of my steak.

"Once everyone is in the know, we can move forward and try to figure out what you are." I nodded. I finished up my steak and we decided to just chill until Bella came home. Edward was out the door before her truck had even pulled up.

I turned the movie off and cleaned up my late lunch from earlier. I buried the brown bag in the garbage so no one suspected me leaving. I didn't want to be in even more trouble. Now that I wasn't fighting with Edward anymore, the grounding length seemed excessive.

Bella stumbled through the front door and shook off her hood before taking off her wet boots.

"Good day?" I asked her, she only shrugged.

"Like any day, I suppose." I smiled at her, I could see her becoming more comfortable with each passing day, I was happy she made friends easily enough.

"Charlie work's late tomorrow?" I asked her, she nodded. "Let's go to La Push, since I wasn't able to go yesterday." She looked at me suspiciously.

"You seem... better today..." She said slowly.

"Edward and I made up." I shrugged.

"I knew it wasn't going to last. You have a hard time holding grudges." She chuckled while i scowled. "

"Alright, we going or not?" I pushed.

"Of course! You can finally meet Jacob!" She said excitedly. I smiled at her enthusiasm and prayed a good day tomorrow.

A/N: Geez... Am I right? sorry about any spelling or whatever. I also took chart writing when I was training to be a Health Care Aide so I tried my best to make it look professional. Also I will be trying to write more this week. I'm not making any promises for when the next chapter will be!