Fucking a, people. You can click the button to add this story to Story Alert, but can't manage to type like two fucking words to review? Only three damn people bothered to not be a lazyass, and review. So thanks to them. Even though one was so happy and energetic, it kind of pissed me off. But still thanks.

Recap:

Finally I found a compartment that looked like it only had only family in it. They all froze as I walked in, but didn't turn and look at me. Hm…they looked kind of familiar. I sat down a few seats down from them, and felt myself dozing off.

Chapter 10

I heard whispers around me. I couldn't make out any of the words, but I could hear several people whispering. I stirred a bit, and suddenly it was silent. When I finally opened my eyes, I yelled out. Alice freaking Cullen was standing about two inches away from my face.

"Um…what the fuck are you doing here, Alice? And could you possibly back up before I get claustrophobic and puke all over your face? Thanks."

She moved back a few feet and I noticed the rest of the Cullens standing across the aisle, standing at me with looks of shock and sadness on their faces. What the hell were they looking at? Oh, I guess I probably looked like total shit. Well didn't their mother ever teach them that it's rude to stare?

"Bella…what HAPPENED to you?!" Alice whispered in this little, hurt voice. It made me wanted to curl up and die for making her hurt so badly.

"None of your business," I said, realizing too late that it came out harsher than I meant it to be. I turned away from them and slowly started to even out my breathing, pretending to go to sleep. After about 5 minutes of this, I hear the Cullen's start talking. Since they were a little closer to me this time, I could hear some of their conversation.

First I heard what I quickly identified as Edward's voice say, "Carlisle, she's going to Alaska. We can't just leave her like this."

I heard a sigh, then a calm, but still stern voice. "Edward, I don't know if that's a good idea. So many things could go wrong. We are vampires. Humans can't stay around vampires."

Alice's voice came next. "I think she should stay with us."

A soft, matronly voice whispered, also so slow that I couldn't hear it, "Carlisle, dear, I think we should at least help clean her up. She looks so lost and helpless." I heard the voice break slightly at the end.

"Have you all gone insane? She's a freaking hooker! A slut! She's filthy and disgusting. I don't want this bitch anywhere near me," a very high and snobby voice yelled.

"Rosalie Cullen, you watch your mouth!" the voice I guessed was Esme scolded her.

Okay, these bitches need to stop talking about me like I'm right here. Who do they fucking think they are?! I opened my eyes and stood up. I saw all of the Cullens look at me.

"Okay, who do you people think you are? Stop talking about me like I'm a fucking charity case, I can take care of myself! And the god damn bitch who called me a slut, you have no idea what my life is even like, so shut the fuck up or I'll make you," I hissed at them, then grabbed my bag and went to the seat farthest away from them. I sat down and put my iPod on; completely ignoring the Cullens looks of shock.

A few minutes later, I got up to find the bathroom. It turned out to be some crappy little closet with a toilet, sink, and mirror thrown in there. Well, that's what it looked like.

I looked in the mirror and did a double take. I looked awful. I had a black eye, bruises and red marks and blood all over my face/arms, glass was all in my hand and blood had gotten all over my arm. Well damn, no wonder everyone was staring at me.

I cleaned myself up a little bit and went back out. I saw all the Cullens look over at me, and Carlisle stood up.

"Bella," he said, "We would all like it very much if you would say with us in Alaska. We have a house there. We would really like it if you would stay with us, since it seems like you have nowhere else to go. Pardon me if I assumed wrong."

I looked at him, confused. He actually sounded like he cared. Why the hell would he care about me, if he barely knew me?

"Um, dude, why do you even care what happens to me or where I go? It's not really your business."

He looked startled that I was so forward, but before he could say anything, Edward stood up. He looked into my eyes, and said, "Because no one deserves to go through what you have, and I'm sure that I don't even know most of the things that you've had to deal with. Please, stay with us."

Wow. I was so not expecting that. But should I stay with them? What if they don't let me drink or take shit? Or what if they won't let me dance again? I was hoping I could, since I loved it so much.

"Well, I dunno. Would ya'll be all controlling, and try to make me follow rules and shit? Cause there's no way in hell that I'm going to follow stupid rules. I live how I wanna."

Edward and Carlisle exchanged glances, and then Edward looked at the rest of his family. He nodded at them one by one. Then he looked at Carlisle and nodded again. Carlisle looked at me and spoke.

"Bella, we know we are not your family and cannot control you. However, we would be willing to let you do whatever you want on one condition. I've heard that you, um, how you say, uhhh, dance? Um, professionally? Well, I don't want you to do that. We can provide you with whatever money you need, no questions asked. Although I would hope that you would send it wisely."

I guess I could work with that…but should I trust these people?