"Mr. Cullen…do you have any idea why he might have wanted the Principal dead?" The officer asked and Edward slowly lifted his head and looked at the man.

"I might have an idea." He rasped and Isabella pulled Sam's book from her bag and slid it across to him.

As he flipped through the pages his expression went from carefully detached to appalled to downright disgusted.

He cleared his throat before he spoke again.

"This seems to corroborate some evidence we found on his computer." He said and Edward and Isabella both looked at him expectantly.

"The Principal had a thing for little boys." He snarled and Edward rushed over to the corner where a trash can was waiting and just sat with his face perched above the lip of the thing.

Enough with the vomit already, he thought.

He had hoped.

Even after reading Sam's heartbreaking words he had hoped that wasn't what had happened to his son.

But apparently it was.

And again it was one more thing he hadn't been able to prevent.

BOH thinks I should change my name to include my love of vomit...

kitkatvomit681...

I don't think it has the same ring to it.

How cool is it that three of my favorite drabblers are reading this?

Bornonhalloween...Beegurl13 and BellaEdwardlover1991...

Awesome.