I looked up as she left the room, and saw Carlisle leaning against the wall across from my room. I was hoping that he would come in and talk to me for a bit, maybe take my mind off of what had been going on lately, but, to my disappointment, he just followed Ms. Stanley down the long, busy hallway, leaving me to stare at the ceiling some more.

I was sitting on a cold cement floor in the corner of a dark room. My clothes wear old and torn, and I was freezing cold. I rocked back and forth, my knees to my chest, trying to find some warmth.

My head snapped up when the door creaked open. A man that I didn't recognize stepped into the room with a smile. But his smile wasn't a friendly one. He looked maniacal, evil. He came closer to me until he was towering over my shivering form, his piercing black eyes bearing into my own.

"How do you like your new home, Isabella?" he asked before breaking out into an evil laugh. As he laughed, his face became warp, as it changed into a much more familiar one; the face that had been my greatest fear for the past eleven months; the face of Phil Dwyer, my step-father. The expression mirrored the last expression I had ever seen on his face, the murderous glare that haunted me after looking into my rearview mirror as I sped away from the apartment.

Phil was holding his threatening gun, and he used it to smack me across the face. I could no longer hold in my fear and I began screaming at the top of my lungs.

I sat up in my hospital bed, soaked through in sweet and still screaming. A couple of nurse on the nightshift came rushing into my room, trying to figure out what was wrong. After a couple minutes, and a mild sedative, I finally calmed down sufficiently and the nurses left the room.

My brain was turning off as I drifted back into slumber, but this time I filled my mind with much calmer images. I ended up dreaming of my bronze haired angel straight through the night. The image of his beautiful face seemed to be the only thing that kept me sane through this screwed up and twisted reality.

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The next morning I woke up to someone shaking me softly. My hands came up to my eyes and when I finally cleared the haze enough to open them up, I swear I jumped three feet into the air.

Inches in front of my face, were a pair of golden eyes staring down at me. While I attempted to restart my heart for the morning freak-out, the eyes moved back far enough so that I could get a clear view of the owner. Standing in front of was a short girl with shorter hair and skin as pale as snow. She had perfect features and perfect clothes to compliment everything. I would have guessed her age somewhere around my own, maybe a little older.

Another oddity was the fact that there was a giant smile on her pixie like face and she was jumping up and down, while staring at me. I quickly looked down at my sheets to avoid her gaze.

"Hi, Bella!" she said excitedly in a voice that sounded like bells. My head snapped up in confusion. I had no idea who this person was. I would remember a person as peculiar as this.

"Hello?" I answered, though it sounded much more like a question.

"We're going to have so much fun," she said even more excitedly, smile still plastered on her face.

I was about to open my mouth to start trying to find some answers to my confusion, but another figure entered the room, stopping me in my tracks. His frame filled the doorway, and it surprised me that he was able to make it through. He had a body that was easily three times the size of my own, and brown curly hair. His skin and eyes matched those of the girl. Although his giant features seemed incredibly intimidating, he had the facial features that looked almost childish, which immediately took away all fear. He looked older than the girl, maybe in his late teens, early twenties.

"Alice, calm down. You're scaring her," he said, with a voice as musical as the girl. Alice, I suppose. Even though he sounded scolding, he was smiling playfully at Alice.

At this, she seemed to calm a little as she turned to face the boy. "But Emmett, I'm so excited," she whined, even though her grin remained. It seemed as if nothing could take away her happiness.

I had finally come down from my shock enough to speak, but all of questions seemed to scramble together when I opened my mouth. "Who—why—how—what are you doing in here?" I finally spat out.

The both turned to look at me, and my face reddened at the sudden attention. The boy, Emmett, was the first to speak, just not to me. "Can I tell her, Alice? Please, please, please." I would have laughed at the irony if I wasn't so utterly confused, still.

Alice closed her eyes for a second, becoming completely still, then she looked over at Emmett. "Not yet, were going to have to wait for Carlisle to get here, or she's not going to believe and will become even more confused," I really couldn't see how that was possible.

At the mention of Carlisle I became a little calm, before I started to question that too. "You know Carlisle?" I asked, trying to at least get something out of the pair.

Alice seemed to notice my distress over the situation and decided to answer a question of mine. "Yeah, Carlisle's our father. He'll be here in 27 second to explain everything."

This made some sense; the Carlisle part, not the 27 second thing. Carlisle did mention before that he had adopted a bunch of teenagers that were about my age.

The room became silent for quite a few seconds, and I looked around waiting for something to happen. I wanted to ask another question, but I thought it best to wait for a familiar face to get here. And sure enough, after about half a minute Carlisle came rushing into the now very crowded hospital room. He glanced at my confused face, before giving his children a pointed glance.

"I told you guys to wait for me," he scolded.

"We haven't said anything yet, honest," defended Emmett.

"Yeah we didn't want to scare her…too much," added Alice.

Carlisle crossed his arms, staring down the pair. Then he turned to give me a sheepish look. "I see you've met my children. They really are good people. They just can be a bit overwhelming." He over stressed the last part, while sending Alice and Emmett another point glance. The two shrunk back in embarrassment, while Emmett released a nervous laugh. I couldn't help but smile at there family antics.

Carlisle returned his gaze to me and he seemed to relax a bit when he realized that I was smiling instead of running for the hills. "So, I suppose I have quite a bit of explaining to do…" He trailed of at that, a contemplating look on his face.

"Oh, oh, Carlisle, can I tell her? Can I?" Emmett was practically jumping up and down, his hands together pleading. He reminded me of a giant teddy bear.

Carlisle hesitated before answering. "I'm not sure if that's the best idea…" Emmett's lip pouted out and Carlisle turned to Alice.

Alice shrugged, "I don't see anything too bad happening if he told her."

In defeat, Carlisle shook his, rolled his eyes, and waved Emmett onward.

Emmett stepped in front of me, cleared his throat and took a deep breath. He stood there for a few seconds, building suspense, before finally speaking. "You're going to be our new sister."

Now I was completely confused. I faintly heard Alice giggle in the corner, as Carlisle shooed Emmett away, mumbling something under his breath, which just made Alice laugh harder. He took Emmett's spot, and looked at me sheepishly for the second time that morning.

"You see Bella, last night, after the social worker was finished talking to you, I caught her on the way out. We went back to her office and started talking. We went over a lot of paper work and things. Well, nothings been approved yet, but I got permission for you to stay with my family until she finds you a proper foster home. You don't have to if you don't want to, but I just thought that with everything going on lately, you wouldn't really want to be placed in an orphanage right now and…" His voice faded off as he ran out of things to rant about.

My mouth had fallen open during his speech, and I quickly shut it. I couldn't do anything about how wide my eyes had gotten in surprise though. The biggest fear that I've had since I found out what happened was going to live with a bunch of strangers; but living with Carlisle, a man who had been one of my best friends over the past year, a man who I already looked up to as a parental figure.

I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just smiled up to him. Alice must have taken it as a good thing, because she started jumping up and down, her smile wider than ever.

"So, would you like to?" asked Carlisle.

"I would love to."

A/N- Thanks for all of your wonderful reviews and I appreciate every one of them. I meant to have this chapter up yesterday but my stupid computer froze on me. Luckily most of the chapter was saved. I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and remember, reviews=happiness=motivation=faster updates=sooner Edward comes into the story. So yeah…REVIEW!!!

(Wow, when I went to save the chapter, I realized that its abbreviation spells "YAMS", lol)