Lets just lye here a while

Everyone else had buggered off, or left to process everything I just told them, in politer terms. So it was just me and Edward lying together on my bed. So not complaining here, no complaints from me, not a one. I'm a just gonna stop that now.

"We just gonna lye here all day? 'Cause I'm cool with that." I'm not complaining! Just wondering out loud…

"If you want to. I just have one more question though."

"Alice said that you know. Is this really the last question?"

"Only until I can think of another one. But I would really like to know why you were in Forks. Wouldn't you be with the Dursley's, you said that they were who you were supposed to stay with." he's so darned cute when he's confused!

"Because the Dursley's could go to a school of torture and pass the day the come, or they've already gone. One of the two." And this started Edward growling. I'm sure you could hear it downstairs even if you weren't a vampire, and I heard a few growls from downstairs as well. They definitely care about me, and from the look on Edwards face, he's contemplating murder.

"Edward? If you're contemplating murdering the Dursley's, don't. Help me murder the Womping Willow instead." I said in a completely serious tone. I could hear a few chuckles, booming laughter from Emmett, so I added, "I'm totally serious. I really wanna kill that tree. It's out to get me!"

"Bella, I don't think a tree is out to get you."

"If you ever see that tree, you will agree with me. There is a reason it's called the Womping Willow. It's out to womp me!" so maybe I'm not all that serious, spending to much time with Emmett, Fred and/or George will do that to ya.

"What did they do to you?" Edward asked me, very concernedly.

"Do you really want to know? Remember what happened when you asked what happened at school?" and I'm pretty sure I missed out a fair bit, that was just the bigger stuff.

"I want to know everything about you. No matter how unpleasant." How does he make that sound sweet? If anyone else said it, I would probably end up thinking they were a stalker.

"We were basically their slaves. And Hermione will say that it was the same as being a House Elf, but House Elves enjoy it. We were made to do all of the work we could, or couldn't, do as soon as we were physically able. If we didn't do it to their satisfaction, which was almost every time we did something, we were abused in someway. Held by our throats till we almost choke to death. Anything and everything thrown at us, then we ad to clean it up. Quite often it was a pan or a pot from the hob, still hot. Not often allowed to bathe, and then it was in cold water because they weren't going to waste money for some heat for us. Dudley, Petunia and Vernon's son, had a cane from the school he went to. And Vernon had his belt which was often in use to either keep his trousers up around his rather wide waist. And Petunia had the pots…Oohhh! Just remembered something too. I'm amazed I forgot it. Me and Harry only had the very small cupboard under the stairs to share for us to sleep in. That's about it I think."

"That's all." uh oh. His eyes are black.

"It's fine. I'm okay. Now enough about my traumatic childhood, let's talk about other things. By the way, me Ron Hermione and Harry are leaving tomorrow. You guys wanna come?"

So sorry for how short it is, but I gotta leave soon, so. I'm thinking of doing a Twilight/Supernatural crossover. What d'ya think? Promise I wont steal anyone ideas if I do, honest. I'll try and make the next chapter longer.