CH. 11

Carlisle walked down the steps behind me because I was a little drowsy, and he didn't want me falling. When I reached the bottom step everyone was there, asking me what happened. Edward and Alice just couldn't keep themselves from telling everyone I had been shot. great. Carlisle went into the kitchen with Esme while I sat down on a love seat. When I looked down, I noticed I was still in my jeans and bloody shirt. This realization caused me to groan and Edward to overreact.

"What? What's wrong?

"No, it's just my shirt's all bloody, and I left the PJ's Alice gave me upstairs."

"I'll get the for you!" Alice ran upstairs and was back in 2 seconds. "You can change in the bathroom down here."

"Thanks Ali." When I came out of the bathroom everyone was staring at me expectantly. "So...do you guys wanna play a game?" I asked, hoping to change the obvious topic of discussion.

"Sure" Emmett said. "How about the game where you tell us how you got shot. Because last time I checked, falling down some stairs doesn't result in a gun shot wound!"

"Um...actually, I was thinking more along the lines of X Box?"

"No! You're my sister. I think I deserve to know the truth...How did Renee die? You never gave us a straight answer you know!" Emmett had gotten loud, causing Carlisle and Esme to come back in, and they heard what he said.

"Sweetie" Esme came over to me and placed her hand comfortingly on my shoulder "Renee died? Why didn't you tell us?"

"She's dead. Talking about it won't make it any better."

"I still want to know how she died. Please? She was my mom."

"Trust me EM, you don't."

"I do! I want to know, I need to know."

"Her boyfriend, Phil, killed her" I stated bluntly. "I'm sorry. It was my fault, and I tried to stop him but I couldn't. Now she's dead and he's missing and I'm here."

"Phil?" Esme seemed shocked. "I knew he was...but I never thought he would actually kill her." She sat next to me and gave me a hug.

I shrugged. "It got worse after you guys left. A lot worse."

"Tell me? Please?"

"I already did Emmett! Phil killed Renee. He tried to kill me too, but missed. End of story. Change topics now! Please?" I was basically begging him now.

"Fine. But I want to know more later." He looked at me sternly.

"Good luck, 'cuz I'm sure as hell not gonna be telling you. Can we watch a movie or something?" Esme got up to get popcorn while Alice put in a movie. Emmett and Edward were both eyeing me warily, and the last thing I remember was a preview for the movie Charlie Bartlett.