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"Now beautiful boys, let's destroy.
We'll shine as the lucite breaks and falls.
Raise the new glitter god with the golden tears - the tears that swallow.
A smile that's touched so warms nothing.

Yesterday I burnt the sky, looked to the ground and wrapped it around me.
Still today I have so much to burn.
Yesterday I longed to die, fell to the ground, and the ground caught me.
Now today I question why I fell."

-AFI "100 Words"

BPOV

Edward grabbed my hand under the table as Carlisle and a woman walked in to the dining room. I wanted to bolt the minute he walked in.

I stood up to meet the two of them, Carlisle really for the second time.

Carlisle started asking me questions about where I was from and what my parents did and I wanted to squirm under his interrogation.

I answered his questions about where I was from and told him more than I'd even told Edward about my hometown.

I knew Carlisle was asking me about my dad to find out about his work and how closely I was connected to my dad's role as a cop.

Carlisle's wife asked me about where I lived and I clammed up. I didn't want to embarrass Edward right in front of his whole family and tell them that I'd been living with him because I had nowhere else to go.

Emmett yelled at Edward about it raining and his bike breaking up all of our conversations. Edward bolted for the door and I stayed frozen in my seat.

Carlisle was still staring at me as if he had more questions.

"So, Bella, are you staying with him for business or pleasure? I suppose it could be both depending on your line of work."

I looked up at Carlisle who was smiling wickedly at me. Elizabeth gasped and looked at Carlisle. Esme was looking at me with wide eyes and then over to Carlisle.

"Surely you're not suggesting Edward brought a hooker with him to dinner, dear." Elizabeth sounded only slightly shocked and more entertained by the idea.

I looked at Esme and then back at Emmett and Rose, Alice and Jasper. They all knew who I really was. Why I was really staying at Edward's home. And yet, I felt like a hooker. Like it was too obvious that I was staying with Edward because he could provide me with something I couldn't do for myself.

"I need to be excused." I stuttered out as I stood.

"Of course, dear." Esme was kind even though I could tell she was concerned that Carlisle's suggestion of me being a whore was on point.

I walked quickly to the bathroom where we'd washed our hands before dinner and shut the door behind me. I wanted to leave. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to cry. And as all the emotions came rushing to the surface, I started bawling.

I knew I didn't belong with Edward. I knew I wasn't good enough to even be in a home like this.

I knew that there was no real good reason for me to be around his family unless they were treating me like a charity case.

Edward knocked on the door. I panicked. I didn't want him to see me so torn up. I quickly splashed cold water on my face. It only made the redness in my eyes and cheeks worse as I dried off and unlocked the door.

As soon as he had his arms wrapped around me I lost it again. I only told him half of the questions Carlisle had asked me at the table because I didn't want him to be angry with me. I thought that he'd think I was coming off as someone that gave off the impression of a hooker and that he'd surely be ashamed to have brought me here.

I knew I'd be ashamed if I had brought me to meet his family- hooker or homeless, it didn't matter.

Edward continued to comfort me as Esme knocked on the door. She asked Edward something about staying here or driving home. I was still trying to tread through the thick emotions I had over being in front of his family and not making the best impression.

"You ready to go home?" I nodded as Edward asked me sweetly. I so very much wanted his home to be my home. But I still couldn't convince myself that it was permanent…or even really long term.

I followed Edward out to where Esme was standing waiting on us to give her our decision on what we were going to do for the night.

Edward told her we were going to borrow one of the cars and I wondered immediately how many they had after seeing the four in Edward's garage space.

"It was lovely to meet you dear. I look forward to seeing you again soon." There was no hint of disappointment or disdain for me in her voice. Even after what Carlisle had suggested of me. Esme leaned in and hugged me tightly. "Thank you for loving him, I know you do even if you haven't told him."

I nodded. What else could I do? There was a part of me that wanted to tell her she was wrong and we were just friends. But the other part of me wanted so much to agree with her and let her know I would tell him soon.

Both parts now shouting in my head had been silent up until now…stupid conscience.

I hugged her back. I said nothing to suggest she was either right or wrong.

When we walked in the garage I was again stunned to see so many cars in one place belonging to one family. I had seen the cars parked outside that belonged to Emmett and Jasper. I had no idea, though that Edward's parents would have so many.

There was a red Mercedes and a black BMW and a black Audi and three others that I didn't recognize immediately.

My nerves were still on high alert as Edward helped me into the black BMW and closed the door.

I wanted so badly to just curl up in a little ball and disappear as Edward said goodbye to his mother and walked towards the car. I didn't feel right. Like I fit in at all.

I was still overwhelmed with a sense of shame for myself in his presence and around his family. I didn't even notice when he climbed into the car and grabbed my hand to kiss it.

"Lemmie take you home, sweetheart." His voice was smooth and deep. And he seemed to be concerned about me in that moment.

We pulled out of the garage and started to drive down a dark driveway. I could feel the seat under me start to warm lulling me into a calm sleepy mood.

I leaned back and closed my eyes as I listened to Edward shift gears and speed down the road.

I don't remember us pulling into the garage or him opening the door for me but I remember feeling like I was being carried into the apartment and put in bed.

A/N: If you're visiting to read or reading 'cause you get automatic updates then leave a review please. Also, I know I didn't put up pictures of the house or the cars but they're googleable until I get the time to post links on my profile. And lastly…some of you may not dig the repeat of story from a different POV but there were enough questions about Bella's experience at dinner and what Carlisle said to her that I figured you wouldn't mind.

Sleep tight. We're getting close to the end now…