A/N: It's a short chapter, I'm so sorry, I'm trying guys! Love you all so much, please R&R! -Emmy

BPOV (A Few Months later)

So I've been in the group home for about 3 months now, and I can honestly say that I don't hate. Sure the group therapy sessions are kinda annoying and I don't think I've ever washed as much laundry that wasn't mine in my life, but it's worth it. I have a roof over my head, three meals a day, a bed to sleep in, and I can't be kicked out. Sure I can be taken out, because I've been arrested or Dankia found somewhere else for me to go, but in all honest I think she gave up on that a while ago.

"Bella, can you put some more crackers on the cheese plate please?" Jane asked, walking passed me with the now empty lemonade jug. Today was "family" day, and those who did have family members were enjoying an afternoon of talking and board games. It was boring for me and the others who were in the system and didn't have any family because we were mostly servers to the ones who did. I guess it could be worse.

Walking into the living room I smile as I walk passed a few people to the table of food we had set up for our guest this morning. I sigh looking around at the small groups of people gathered in the living room, most people were smiling, but I did notice that Kyle, a transgender male to female who'd I met the first night I came here after she got back from her volunteer work, was quietly arguing with a short petite girl, both were crying. I made to go over to see if they were okay when Jane stopped me. I hadn't even noticed she'd come up beside me.

"Leave them dear, they are fine, this happens every family day," Jane said, pouring a fresh jug of lemonade into glasses.

"Why's that?" I asked looking back to the two girls. The short one was now full out sobbing into her lap.

"She's Kyle's sister, she's having a hard time adjusting to her transition," Jane said. I nodded and watched as the short girl stood up, said one last thing to Kyle, and stormed out of the living room and out the front door. Looking back to Kyle, she was staring at the door with tears falling down her cheeks. I sighed, knowing how hard all of this was for her.

"Bella!" I heard my name being called from the door, I looked over and was nearly knocked on my ass. What the fuck is he doing here?

Walking over to the front door. I walked up behind the baboon who was talking with Margo, the only other person in the house who had no family here for family day and was currently trying to flirt with said Baboon.

"What are you doing here?" I said finally finding my voice. He turned with a quick motion, not expecting me to be behind him and once again nearly knocked me on my ass. This time though he was here to catch me, and catch me he did, with his hand on my ass in a sort of dip fashion.

"Hi," Wyatt said with a large smile as he stood us up properly. I punched him in the arm which in all honesty probably hurt me more then it did him. "Well aren't you quiet the Welcome Wagon," He joked.

"That's for coping a feel," I glared. He smiled with an unapologetic apologetic look on his face. "How the fuck did you find me?" I asked giving him a hug. I don't know where the fuck that came from but I didn't seem to hate it.

"Social Workers in Seattle aren't very helpful, I had to call like 30 people before I finally found the one person in the world who could tell me where you were," He smiled.

"Why'd you want to find me in the first place?" I ask kinda annoyed and creeped out that he was stalking me.

"You haven't heard?" He asked. I gave him an, are you stupid look, and gestured around me. He laughed to himself and pulled his backpack off his back, pulling out a beat-up looking news paper. He handed it to me folded up and gestured to look at it. Turning it over to the cover I was shocked at the front page article.

Cullen Couple Set to Divorce this Winter

Wow! That's Headline News? I guess the Cullens are more important people in this city then I thought.

"Huh," I said, not knowing what else to say.

"I guess Mrs. Cullen caught Dr. Cullen cheating on her with his head nurse," Wyatt said.

"That doesn't surprise me," I said honestly. Doc didn't seem like the type to hold onto one woman. I wonder how Alice is taking this.

"So, wanna show me around?" Wyatt asked with a goofy smile. I shoved him playfully but then lead him into the living room, where we were only allowed to be with our guests.