a/n: Whoa high demands for this story! I don't even know what to say anymore, I'm so shocked and impressed by the success of this story so far, you all have no idea.

dedication- silver sniper of night: You are totally getting the most important aspect of the story; the fast changes. I'm attempting to a real live problem that is not nearly addressed enough. So many teens and children suffer from abuse, self harm, bi-polar disorder, and depression, but many of the cases go unknown. Many of the times, it leads to suicide and that's completely unnecessary; if they were treated sooner, they would still be alive. For example, Edward's case went unknown for so long and he suffered, now he is permanently hurt from it. I put that line in there for exactly that reason, you got the double meaning Edward was using. Bella has taken on a lot so fast, you will see what happens. Thanks for your review.

Unseen Wonder: Would you think any less of me if I told you that even after you gave me directions, I still haven't the faintest notion on how to go about the whole PM business? I run my own forum; PMing on there is much easier, on here I can't even find the inbox! I'm not saying if it has something to do with Alice or not, you are just going to have to wait and find out! I did have a nice weekend; it was cold and I was a busy bee, but I loved it! How was your weekend? Of course, I love you too!

lakepup: How old is your Aunt Lori? If she is much older than I, that's not a good thing, that just means that my friends are correct and I'm 'old' lol. Are my words that uncommon? Honestly, for a freshman honers student, is my choice of words/wording that unacceptable? People make a fairly large deal out of how I speak, and I don't even notice I am doing it until they bring it to my attention. Apparently, I speak as I write, so if I speak that bad, you must all pick on my writing behind my back lol. I would never ignore your questions! As a reader of fan fictions myself, it's the most flustering thing when an author chooses to ignore your questions; it actually makes me want to stop reading there work!

Olympic1340: I'm glad you are happy he is out of the picture for now, I wanted to give the whole Cullen family a break. Little do you all know, once again, that little detail that some of you may have written off as none important, is setting up something much bigger, mwahaha! It is very sad that they are like that. In my writing, I use real life stories or first hand encounters to put together a much larger image or over view of a situation. So yes, just about scenario used in my writing, has happened to me, one of my friends, someone I knew, or a story I once heard. I just write it all together to make sense, and make it a story. Good guess on the foreshadowing, but still I am not giving anything away just yet, wait and see!

icefang7: Good guesses, but still not saying anything lol. I am going to write a Charlie in there more; but that wasn't the foreshadowing. As for Esme meeting Carlisle, you might want to go re-read a few chapters, I believe you missed something. Carlisle was Edward's biological fire who died in an 'acident' years ago. Than Esme got remarried to the monster that is Edward's step-father, Jason. So Esme and Carlisle already met; he passed away.

xoLovelyEyesox: Well let me tell you, that would have been my first guess as well! You have been the closest so far! Totally kidding, you are about as far from the truth; but that's okay, I had to re-read your review at least 3 times because when I finished all I could think was, what the hell just happened? Interesting thought proses you got going on there, may I recommend a psychologist, like the one Edward sees? lol

Bethany Knight, holliewooddream1,and piratehannelore: All very good guesses, and they are possibilities, but I am not giving anything away, as I said. Sorry if my little foreshadowing hint is driving you all crazy, but it's worth the wait! As for what chapter I will be writing it in; I'm not sure yet, but not to far from now, I don't think, lol. I will put it in the authors note before the chapter when the foreshadowing is going to play a role.

Nevaeh09, World Of Peace, katykat18, VampireCat3, MelissaTheTwilightFan, and obsessedtwilightfan09: Thanks for your reviews guys, they mean so much. Sorry if the hint on the foreshadowing left you all stumped and anxious, but you will see soon enough.

Chapter 26! This is a VERY important chapter, so pay close attention!

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We spent some time in my room together; hanging up his magnificent sketches all around my room. My walls were bare, I was never one for posters. Now they were covered with small works of art created by my own personal Picasso. Edward's eyes scanned each drawing, analyzing each line. Sometimes, when we were together and he was deep in thought, I wondered what was going through his mind; I often wondered that.

I wanted to know what he was thinking when his eye brows pulled together and when his lips twitched into a small smile; I always wanted to know what he was thinking. His mind seemed so complex, difficult, and most likely dark. Was he one of the people who sat there and thought about there own death or another way to inflict pain upon themselves? I sure hopped not, he shouldn't be entertaining such thoughts; he was going to be happy from now on.

We laid on my bed, his head on the pillows and mine on his chest. "Edward, can we please talk more about your father?" I wanted to know the truth, and I wanted to know it now. I wanted to know just what he was hiding from me, I wanted to know the secret to Edward. "I don't want to talk about it right now. I don't want to talk about it ever."

"Edward, it's just you and I here, no one else can hear whatever you say." He didn't sound like he planned on telling me; but he hesitated and I waited. "I told you already, he died in a car accident." I didn't believe it any more than when he said it the first time; it still sounded like a lie. "The truth, it's okay to talk about." He sounded as if he was going to argue, but abruptly stopped, sighing slightly. "Fine, he committed suicide when he found out that my mother was cheating on him with my step-father." Stunned, I said nothing. What was a logical response to something that horrible? I'm sorry just didn't sound like it was going to cut it this time, so I stuck with silence.

"See? I knew I shouldn't have said anything; it is just going to make everything awkward." I rushed to reassure him that that was not that case, "No, no, not at all. I just didn't think that was what you were going to say, I wasn't ready for something like that." I gave him my honest answer, not wanting him to get the wrong idea about my response, or lack off. We were silent for a few more minutes, both of us deep in thought. For once though, I didn't try figuring out what Edward was thinking about, I was more interested in the news I just found out.

I knew there was more to this story, I could see the pieces in the puzzle still missing. Now the image was starting to fall into place. "There's more, isn't there?" He nodded slightly, "Yes, there is more." I waited for him to continue, not rushing him into this. I mentally prepared myself for whatever he was going to say, and I was pretty sure I could handle whatever it was. "My step-father didn't know my mother was married and had children. After my father committed suicide, they married and he found out the whole story. My mother was heart broken about my father; she felt it was all her fault and she married my step-father so she would have someone to help her through it; or at least she says that is why she married him. He didn't though, he was still upset that she didn't tell him she was already married with a family. He started hitting her when she didn't get over my father; I think he was jealous that she still loved him. After a few months, I couldn't stand to see him hurt her anymore, so I threatened to tell someone at school."

His voice was no more than a whisper. I didn't interrupt him, I was to shocked to even think straight. So the mystery was finally being solved, everything made so much more sense now. "It didn't scare him though and he didn't stop. One night, he..." He stopped suddenly, holding me a little tighter. "It's okay, go on," I encouraged quietly. "He tried to rape me, but my mother stopped him and he took it out on her. Emmet and I attacked him, but he got the better of us. Emmet learned his lesson and never stepped in the way again, but I wouldn't let it keep going on. So he started hitting me on a daily bases, but it didn't matter as long as he treated my mother a little better."

I turned in his arms, holding him with all my strength. His story was one that shouldn't be real; it was to heart breaking. Nothing like this should ever happen to anyone, especially Edward. He was to innocent and good to deserve such treatment, what could he have done to deserve even one cross word said to him? "After a few months of him hitting me, I started cutting. The first time I did it, I was scared out of my mind. I didn't know how bad it was going to hurt, but I used a steak knife from the kitchen when no one else was home and made a small cut on my wrist. I was surprised when it didn't hurt, but it felt amazing. It was the most powerful experience in the world, I can't explain it."

The way he spoke of it, I could tell he was addicted to cutting from the first time he tried it; also that it was not his fault at all. I could completely understand his reasoning, it was a way for him to release his frustration and to gain back some control of his life, since he had none. "I started collecting knives and every night after my father would hit me, I would go into my room, lock the door, blast music, and drag a blade across my arm, than cry myself to sleep after I was done. I got so addicted that even when he didn't hit me that day, I still had to do it or I couldn't sleep. I needed my knife more than air, food, or water. Alice tried to take it once, and I had a fit and broke just about everything in the house. After that, no one tried to take them again."

I could definitely understand why he didn't want to share this story; it was one of those things you keep to yourself forever, even if that is not the most healthy thing to do. "Edward, that's terrible. I don't even know what to say." He shrugged, kissing me gently. "You don't have to say anything, you have done enough. Thanks to you I am feeling so much better, you have no idea how great it feels to be happy. When I first started spending time with you, I wasn't sure about how I felt. It was such a strange feeling, being happy, I wasn't used to it. To be completely honest, I didn't like it at first. It got in the way of everything I was used to, I don't like change. I got used to it fast though, now I love it and it's all thanks to you and you alone."

He grinned at me slightly and I blushed. His words meant a lot to me, the fact that I was helping him meant a lot to me. Growing up, I always loved to help everyone I could with anything. I would go out of my way to help everyone with any kind of problem; even if that meant that I would suffer in the long run. Never in my mind did I ever imagine I would ever come across something like this and I felt so accomplished that I was able to handle something this big and help.

"Edward, I love you, a lot, you know that, right?" I felt I didn't tell him that enough, it seemed to obvious to me. My love for him saturated every single word I spoke. My love for him vibrated with every beat of my heart. My every thought was filled with love for him. I never believed in the whole 'love at first sight' or 'soul mate' concepts, but not I was positive that they were both real, because Edward was my soul mate and I knew that the first time I saw him.

For the first time since I had moved to this small town called Forks, I didn't miss home one bit. I was perfectly happy where I was, with my soul mate. I would never want to live anywhere else, I was perfect here. Edward smiled slightly and touched my nose, "What are you smiling about, love?" He asked in a playful tone, rubbing my nose with his gently. "Oh, just thinking about stuff."

"What kind of stuff?" He bit my nose and I giggled slightly, "About how happy I am here with you. Edward, I feel like we really belong together, I feel like I have a purpose now. Back home, I felt so out of place. I didn't feel like my mother understood me at all, and I know for a fact that you do. I told you this before, but, I was more of the parent than my mother was, so I grew up very fast, much like you. You were forced to grow up fast and learn to deal with to much at once, like I was. Edward, you have helped me too."

I smiled at him and he matched my smile. "I'm glad I have helped you as well, that makes me feel a lot more useful. I love you." "I love you more." So everything was finally starting to make sense, now that I knew the truth. Edward's pain was completely understandable, even more so now. If only I could find away to get him to tell this to the professionals, they would know how to help more than I ever would.

If I could convince him to talk to someone about this and tell them the truth instead of making up lies to cover for his monster of a step-father, maybe he would have a chance to recover from all of his suffering and start to move on. I knew that some of the damage done to Edward, most of it, both mentally and physically, was permanent; but with a lot of help I was sure he could improve some and start living a much better and happier life, all he had to do was tell the truth. I had to find away to get it into his head that if he told the truth, his mother, him, and the rest of his family would never be harmed again.

Sometimes I wondered if he didn't really want help, but every time a thought like that crossed my mind, I mentally scolded myself. It was stupid of me to even consider something like that, obviously he wanted help or he wouldn't be talking to me like he was. I was starting to understand that the mind of Edward Cullen, that everyone, including me, thought was so complicated and dark, was really much more simple than it seemed if you shined a bright enough light on it. All I had to do now was convince him to tell the truth. It's as easy as it sounds Bella, I tried to convince myself and boost my confidence, even though I knew it wasn't simple at all.

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a/n: Another chapter! This one was important! Any questions you may have had regarding the past, were answered in this chapter. I'm sure because this one answered a lot of your questions, that now you have a bunch of new ones for me, so ask away, I love to answer them and leave you guys long notes to read so you feel special when you read it lol. Should have the next one up tomorrow or the next day, be a little patient, I have been so busy lately, as I have said before. I hopped you liked this chapter and that I didn't bore you all to much! Remember, the more reviews I get, the faster I get you the next chapter and the longer it is!