Hey! Sorry about the long update :( I've been busy over the summer! And boy have things changed, it kinda made me realised who my True friends are and who I just put up with. One good thing to come from summer '10... getting my exam results! (I passed all but one! YAY!)

Thanks to Random-Girl87 for checking this through... hope you get better soon :D xxx

On with the story...

Edward Masen

Saturday 29th November 2009

Today has been so draining and boring. My alarm went off at five to six, giving me five minutes to sleep in and slowly wake up. I am not a morning person.

I forced myself to do my chores with a grouchy Esme, who refused to give me more than one word answers. I swept the kitchen floor and cleaned the surfaces of the kitchen units, in silence and speed.

Esme occupied herself in the garden whilst I did my chores and so out of curiosity, I started to snoop around the kitchen draws. I found photos of Esme and Carlisle, photos of Rose and Jasper, other extended family. There was a hilarious photo of Rose and another girl when they were younger; they were both naked in the garden playing in the paddling pool… I'm sure Emmett would like to see this.

After my chores, I made myself some toast, along with receiving constant glares from Carlisle. I sucked it up like a man and 'apologised' for my behaviour last night. What a load of bullshit.

When Carlisle left for the day, Esme and I started to talk some more, whilst I helped her create her shopping list, she wanted me to see what they already had and what they would need for when she would send me.

I got to know Esme, a nice Esme, I found out about her job and hobbies. I found out how she loves to entertain and have people round her house. This was the Esme, which I wanted to live with; she seemed so selfless and caring. But as soon as Carlisle arrived home she closed up and went back to being bitter towards me and started to treat me like a child.

I sorted through my boxes in my room to try and remove some of the crap I'd brought with me. I only managed to through away one box worth of stuff away, stuff that I didn't particularly need or could buy again but more modern.

But I still had seven boxes in my room, with 4 on the way along with two more suitcases. I certainly don't travel light.

Jasper called round the house to drop off some winter plants to Esme from Alice. I mentally begged him to stay and keep me company but he had to go and pick up Alice from the train station, I'd rather be alone then occupy my time with Alice; she just wasn't my type of person.

So after one of the slowest days I've ever had, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. I just wanted a miracle.

My phone started to vibrate some where on the floor; I leaned out of my bed, and searched in the dark for my mobile. Once I found it, I held it up to my ear:

"Hello?"

"Hey Edward!" Emmett boomed down the receiver.

"Err…"

"So I've just got back off work." this got my attention.

"And?"

"You've got a job!" he cheered.

"Seriously?" I asked sitting straight up.

"Yep, I was so happy… this is going to be so cool. Just come down to Wayne's Toppings Monday night at six and they give you the info."

"That's great, thanks Em!"

"Your welcome, I kind of begged for you… but it'll be fun working together."

"Oh it will be."

We both hung up. That's my first step to getting out of here and it's only my second full day, Halle-fucking-lujah!

I bolted up from bed and went downstairs; I walked into the lounge and saw Esme reading.

"Edward?" she said closing her book.

"Sorry to disturb you… but I err… Emmett managed to get me a job as a pizza boy, he just called me." I smiled.

"Congratulations, we'll have to thank him tomorrow." I nodded.

"Just wanted to tell you… night Esme."

"Night Edward, I think Carlisle's in the kitchen, you can tell him." I nodded and left her in the lounge. I walked down the corridor to see Carlisle in the kitchen.

"So you've got a job?" he asked without turning around.

"Yep." I watched him pour himself a brandy.

"When do you think you'll be able to find your own place?" he asked me, I leaned against the cellar door.

"Err… a few months, till I get a steady income and if there's any where decent available." He nodded. I tapped my hand against the door.

"Well do a good job… I'm happy for you." I smiled. "Night then."

"Yeah night."

Sunday 30th November 2009

My alarm clock kept going. I didn't have the energy to lean over and switch it off. It's a Sunday morning, for crying out loud, I shouldn't be up had six in the morning. I shoved my face into my pillow and groaned; my alarm clock still going.

I slouched of the side of my bed and switched the alarm off, dropping my phone back to the floor. Still half asleep I fell out of the bed and onto my knees. I crawled to my bedroom door and leaned up to open it.

I could hear dishes being washed downstairs in the kitchen. Music was playing, The Wanted, All Time Low, I had no idea Esme listened to English boy bands, who the hell were they? I'd only heard of them as I flicked through the random channels on the Cullen's telly.

I pushed myself up of the banister and slowly walked down the stairs, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

I wondered down the corridor and saw Esme dancing in the kitchen, with a spoon in her hand. I chuckled and leaned against the doorframe.

"Must be a good morning." I laughed. Esme spun round, with a hand on her chest.

"You scared me, Edward!" she smiled.

"Sorry, you're a good dancer." She shook her head and turned back around.

"Right then… you can chop the carrots and the broccoli." She said placing the vegetables on the cutting board.

"Are you serious? I'm barely awake and you want me to cut with a knife?" I asked.

"Oh don't moan Edward, the sooner you get cutting, the sooner you get the plates out, and the sooner you can go back to bed." I walked next to her and pulled the knife out.

"There won't be any point then." I complained.

"Well, then, stop moaning, you'll give me ear ache." She smacked my arm. I pulled out a carrot and started to cut, focusing all my attention on not cutting my fingers off.

"Edward? You say you're cold at night, yet you wear your hoody?"

"Yeah, well, I wore my hoody before I had no extra sheets and I was still cold… now with extra sheets, I'm still cold."

"You're so hard to please."

"I know… I always use to annoy mum with all my complaining… she took none of it obviously." Esme laughed.

"She always put your father in his place as well. I use to admire her for that." I smiled. I put the chopped carrot into the pan and started on another.

"Dad would kiss the ground my mother walked on."

"I like to think Carlisle did the same for me." It stayed silent between us both; she carried on marinating the chicken, whilst I carried on chopping the carrots.

"Where is Carlisle?" I asked her.

"Err…he always takes a walk around the town on Sunday and comes home just in time for dinner. Will you be joining Alice and I at church?" she asked me.

I shook my head. "Church is not my place."

"That's fine, it's not for everyone." I nodded.

"Well Alice and Jasper always come round here and I drive Alice to the church whilst Jasper just hangs around watching television. Emmett and Rosalie arrive just after, so you'll have some company."

"I'll be pretty boring company if I'm half dead on the sofa."

All the vegetables were cut, the plates were all set and I was half asleep on the sofa, with Jasper babbling away about some old civil rights war that happened centuries ago. Did he think I cared?

Now he was giving me a headache, I groaned and rubbed my face.

"Jasper, please, I feel crap and I'm sorry but I don't care about a civil rights war? I hate history." I said with my eyes closed.

"It's alright, Rose and Emmett tell me to shut up all the time, and I suppose Alice gets annoyed to. I'm just so fascinated with it all and I don't really have anyone to talk about it to, your fresh meat." He laughed.

"I think it's that I don't like to think about my own past let alone other peoples past." I told him, sitting up on the couch.

"Was it really hard?" I nodded.

"Luck just wasn't on my side." I said and then flopped back down on my back again.

"Em and Rose are here." Jasper said sitting forward. I groaned and sat up.

"Can you let them in, whilst I go shower and change?" Jasper nodded and I slumped back upstairs.

I flopped back down on the sofa next to Emmett with a groan. I hate being woken up early; I'm an ass for the rest of the day.

Jasper and Rose were both sat quietly reading either a magazine or the paper that was available. Emmett was next to me dead silent. He hadn't said a word; he just focused on some picture frame on the wall.

Now I felt uncomfortable, Emmett wasn't being Emmett, Rose and Jasper were to involved in whatever they were reading, these people were suppose to lighten my day.

"Em?" I asked nudging his shoulder. Neither Jasper nor Rose looked up. Emmett turned to face me. "I've got something to show you."

"What?"

"A photo, you'd love it." He raised his eyebrows.

"Go and get it then."

"Nah, you're going to have to come with me, Carlisle and Esme will be back soon." I told him.

"Alright then." We both stood up and walked out of the lounge. I carried on down the corridor towards the kitchen, but Emmett didn't follow me.

"You coming?" I asked.

"I'll wait here." He folded his arms.

"Em… it'll take two seconds." I said, he shook his head. "You afraid of the kitchen or something?" I joked.

"Fuck you!" he shouted.

"Whoa! What the hell?" I shouted back.

"Emmett!" Rose said walking up to him, Jasper slowly followed. "Babe, calm down."

"He wanted me to go to the kitchen Rose." I heard him say to her.

"It's okay, just come and sit back down." She took his hand and they both walked back into the lounge. Jasper and I stood their facing each other.

"And I repeat… what the hell?" I said to him. Jasper walked towards me and motioned for me to follow him into the kitchen. I walked over and leant against the kitchen counter.

"Emmett, hates coming here. No one knows why, even on the drive up, he closes. He only ever goes in the lounge or dining room." Jasper said.

"What? That's odd."

"Yeah, I have no clue why… but I think Rose does. He hates it here."

"Don't we all? I have to live here."

Emmett continued to exclude himself from the conversation whilst we had dinner. Esme and Alice were talking away about wedding plans for Alice and Jaspers wedding next year. Carlisle and Jasper were busy discussing the latest sports, which I thought would interest Emmett; obviously not. So that left Rose and I talking about my old home back in Chicago.

"Do you miss it?" she asked me.

I shook my head. "No, I don't miss it. There's nothing to miss."

"No memories?"

"Nope. No good memories anyway."

"That's a shame. Well you have even better memories now you've met me." she smiled.

"To bad you're taken." I laughed. She smacked the back of my head. "Ow!" I cried.

"You arrived a little too late; Emmett's already stole my heart."

"Lucky git." I replied.

"Language Edward, please." Carlisle glared at me.

"Sorry." I muttered.

Jasper and Alice left round nine; Emmett soon demanded that he and Rose left. When they said they're goodbyes to Carlisle and Esme, I walked them out to their car.

I hugged Rose then turned to face Emmett, he now seemed relaxed.

"Sorry about tonight man." He said patting my back.

"It's fine." I replied.

"Right, come down to Wayne's Topping's at six and we'll get you sorted."

"Thanks again for the job… one step closer of getting out of here." He smiled.

"It'll be sooner than you think."

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