Twilight Is Not Mine.

Blah, So Half The Story Is Up. Yay Me.

I Decided I MIGHT Do A Sequel.

That Is; If You Want,

IT WILL BE RATED M.

Now, You All Better Review And Tell Me.

EPOV

We all huddled on the leather couch, the large den suddenly seeming much smaller then it really was, I ran a hand through my bronze hair in antiquity. Unable to forget that Bella was in my lap. Her stare still trained on the boy who was looking rather nervous now. This was starting to get on my nerves. Who was this boy that had Bella's attention suddenly diverted from me.

"Bella, its disturbing seeing you on his lap, can you please sit on the couch.. Normally?"

Bella lowered her face down but did as he requested, her body squirming from my knees to sit beside me, her body shifting so it looked as if she might jump back in my arms.

I growled low in my throat, narrowing my gaze on the kid.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I don't think it matters, what does matter is that Bella is going to get-"

"Get what?"

Alice cut in, her face furious with the statement he didn't have time to finish. Rose and Esme had gotten up to advance towards the kid as well.

"Ok, enough. All of you."

Carlisle cut in, his voice not as loud as he wanted it to be but enough to make everyone turn towards him. Except Bella, who stared at her lap.

"How do you know Bella?"

The boy smiled and leaned back on the couch he accompanied alone. He leaned his head back and stared at the ceiling. As if thinking things over before lowering his head to stare with a critical eye at each and every one of us. His stare ending on Bella before he spoke.

"We were little kids when we met. I was 6. She was 7. Her father, Charlie. He was the chief of police and loved his daughter very much. Her mom died 4 minutes after giving birth. It was hard on the whole town. Everyone loved her mom. Anyways, we lived in Washington. A little town called Forks. Bella was a bright little girl and everyone couldn't help but fall in love with her carefree ways. Until... Some animal was killing off one person at a time. There were no major clues as to who he would kill. They all lived in Forks though. And they always ended up the same. Teeth marks all over their body, mostly on the neck. And not one ounce of blood spilled. It's like they cleaned the body before leaving it to rot."

He took a deep breath and lowered his head. I wasn't sure how I felt when Bella suddenly got up and timidly walked to the boy, her eyes filled with compassion as she sat beside him and ran a shaky hand down his cheek. I felt jealous all of a sudden.

"Can you continue?"

I mumbled out, unable to look at Bella and him sitting on the couch together. My voice was a little rough, knowing the story was going to be bad. Something had happened to make Bella this way. I was going to find out what. The boy cleared his throat and proceeded to continue.

"I was 14, Bella 15 when Charlie got attacked. They say he died fast. Who knows. Till this day that killer hasn't been caught. Bella went to an orphanage and I slipped her my number before she was adopted by a family here in Brazil. My father was Charlie's best friend and therefore had his ways of looking up on peoples files. I sneaked into the police station and researched the family that adopted her. They had already adopted 8 other kids. All female, all young. I feared and told my dad I was coming to Brazil with her."

Alice bit her bottom lip and whimpered. We all were thinking the same thing. Someone had intentionally hurt Bella. Rose cried out and rushed over to Bella, running a smooth hand down her arm as Bella stared at her in confusion. Esme looked to Carlisle as he pulled her close and wrapped his arms around his wife.

I turned to look at Emmett and Jasper, unable to believe they had stayed quiet this whole time. Mostly now, when the story was finally taking form. We all thought the same thing, I'm sure. The boys were leaning against the entrance of the den. Their eyes narrowed on the kid. I turned to him and was surprised to see his eyes on me. I nodded my head for him to continue.

"I don't really think I need to continue, Edward. I did what I could without getting myself transported in the process, I was here for her. But im still a kid myself. She was used, and not just by the drunken bastard himself. He sold her out, when she wasn't so... Broken to talk. She told me he would leave her in the bathroom, repeatedly getting raped! I didn't know what to do; I wanted to take her away. But I know they will find me. I did have a plan though."

Everyone suddenly started shouting. Bella flew past everyone and crawled back in my lap. The kid didn't seem to care as he lowered his arm and buried his face in his hands. Sobbing out at the truth. Alice was in tears herself.

"Oh God. I tried. I tried everything to help her. She left at night when he passed out. I would keep her company and buy her food. Id hold her when she cried. Id fix her up, only to see her again even worse. He hardly beat her, but the... clients were rough. Id stitch her up sometimes. Once it infected her so I never tried again. I've been learning some medical first aide shit"

"What your language, honey."

Esme, always the understanding gal. I looked up at her before turning back to Bella, tears soaking my eyes as I rubbed her back. Her face was tilted to the side. Her small hand reached up to touch a teardrop that escaped and started to roll down my cheek. She bit her lip and I gasped out. She was so beautiful, I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her and tell her no one; no person in the world would ever hurt her again. Would ever touch her again.

Carlisle spoke up with a quiet growl underneath his words.

"What was your plan?"

He looked up and smiled softly.

"I'm 16 now. Have been for a while. Bella is 17. Her birthday is in a months' time. She'll be 18. Meaning she has legal control of her own life. I was trying to get her to start talking again so she can tell the court she wants full custody of her own self."

"Brilliant."

Carlisle muttered. Alice nodded as she clung to Jasper, her head resting against his chest. Emmett was clenching his jaw, staring at Bella with a murderous glare. I saw his eye roll to me as I raised my brows in a question.

"I want to find her adopted parents."

I nodded, agreeing fully with him as I turned to the kid.

"They live not too far from here."

I guess he held the same disgust for them as much as we did. I grinned and looked over to Jasper, who simply nodded his head and clenched his fists.

"Please… no… "

I looked down to Bella and couldn't respond due to the fact that she had spoken so softly and I was afraid I might be hearing things. I moved my lips but no sound came out.

"Please, Please... Edward."

I swallowed loudly and closed my eyes. Her voice was so innocent, so pure. It felt like a natural musical melody floating to my ears. Her eyes stared at me as if she was seeing right through me.

"Bella. We just want you safe."

"I... I am .. Safe..."

I shook my head and tightened my arms around her, bringing her closer to my chest as I looked straight into her brown eyes.

"I don't want him to ever touch you again, honey."

"I'm safe. With you... I feel.. safe."

Her words were stuttered and soft, afraid she might say something wrong. Afraid. I didn't want her afraid no more. She was hesitant, unsure. She looked over her shoulder and looked at the boy sitting there. Smiling lovingly at her.

I think she simply wanted to confirm it when she asked him the question. After all, the boy was the only person she ever could really trust. I understood her reasoning for asking such a silly question. I promised myself I would do everything in my power to get her to trust herself. I looked to the boy expectantly, because his reply from her question was something too important for me not to know. Her voice soft but heard clearly.

"Right Jake?"