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Livin' in a world so cold, wasting away
Livin' in a shell with no soul since you've gone away
Livin' in a world so cold, counting the days
Since you've gone away, you've gone away
~World So Cold by Three Days Grace

Edward's POV:

Jasper and I sighed as we walked away from the cemetery and back to Emmett's and Rosalie's trailer.

"Well that sucked." I mumbled. We were expecting the same feeling we got last time we were at Mom and Dad's graves. But we didn't feel the same.

"Yeah." Jasper kicked a rock into the street. "I guess it was just our imagination."

"Probably." I sighed again and we walked in silence. We were still quiet as we walked in the trailer.


Emmett smiled and stood from his recliner chair when we came in. He held one finger to his lips.

"Shh, Rosalie's asleep." He walked over to us and slipped his shoes on by the door. "Let's go for ride. I want to talk to you boys."

We nodded and followed him out of the trailer. He got in the drivers side of his old car and Jasper and I got in the back seat.

"So what's going on?" He asked, no longer smiling, as he started the car. "Some thing's up."

Jasper and I both looked down at our muddy shoes, not saying anything.

"Don't get all quiet." He scolded. "Come on, just tell me whats wrong."

I looked at Jasper, who kicked at the bottom of the passenger seat.

"We hate our foster dad." He mumbled. Emmett nodded.

"I knew something was wrong." He sighed. He looked at us in the rear-view mirror, then back at the road, then us again. "What is it about him that you guys hate so much?"

"He doesn't like me because of my Autism. He has three girls but doesn't even pay attention to the youngest." Jasper listed.

"He treats his wife like trash." I added on. "He doesn't care about us. He comes home from work and just sits and eats, he doesn't do anything else."

"And he's nothing like Dad." Jasper and I both said at the same time. I could see Emmett nodding.

"Boys," He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I know that their death has been hard on you. It's been hard on all of us. But you're going to have to except that no one is going to be just like Dad or Mom."

"We know that no one is going to be just like them, we just want someone who has even the slightest of good in his soul, and that's not Mr. Nova." I mumbled.

"I don't want to talk about them anymore." Jasper huffed. Emmett smiled.

"What do you want to talk about, Jazz?"

Jasper and Emmett started a conversation about baseball when our cell phone rang. I hesitated, but answered it.

"Hello?"

Hey, Edward. It's Georgia.

"Hey Georgia. How's your vacation going?"

Vacation? What are you talking about?

"So what's going on?" I asked, hoping she would get the hint that I couldn't come right out and say 'how pissed off is your ass-hole father?'

Dad's angry. He's pissed that you took the car, but he's not calling the cops. He said he'll give you guys a week before he does anything He said you both will be crawling back, begging him to let you stay here.

"Well it sound's like you guys are having a lot of fun."

What are you talking about? Listen, I don't have much time to talk, he'll be home any minute. He said he's going to beat you guys when you come back. Hard. He's really pissed. Just, be careful okay? I hope you guys know what you're doing.

"Yeah, we're having fun too."

Still have no idea what you're talking about. Okay I got to go, Dad just pulled into the drive way. Bye!"

"Bye." I sighed.

"Who was that?" Jasper asked when I flipped the phone closed.

"Georgia. She said they're having a good time on vacation and to tell you hi."

"You boys sure your okay at this Nova guys house?"

"Yeah," Jasper sighed. "We're just going to have to suck it up and deal with the fact that they're not like Mom and Dad"