For all those who want to know what happened to Bella, here is PART of what happened, I repeat PART. This is a little snippet from Edward's POV. I want to thank those who have reviewed, eg. Megsly, Insane, and soccer-bitch as well as those others. I also would like to thank Insane and Soccer-Bitch for the help you gave me when I was stuck. Hope this answers a few questions.

"That was a little more than just close," Emmett mentioned casually, as he started up his game consol. Edward sighed from the plush cream chair, Wuthering Heights open in his hands. His thoughts strayed to the owner of the book. It seemed like a lifetime ago that they parted ways. His fists clenched slightly, the constant hurt and loathing making itself known. So much time and energy he put into his relationship with Bella. He gave her his soul and all she did was tear it apart.

Sighing with resignation, he turned his attention back to the new girl, Heavenly. This new girl and his first love seemed to be more alike then he thought. However she was different had a sense of inner strength and a confidence in her own abilities. There was also something that he found intriguing. Her selflessness and knowledge made her more regal than what he was used to. It brought to mind how similar she was to Esme, one of the few women that had earned his respect. He thought for a moment about their differences. Bella had gone to lengths to find out the truth about him since the day he saved her life by stopping the van from crushing her, and Heavenly was only just starting to notice that the Cullen's were different then the other students from the school. And although he could never read Bella's thoughts, he could read Heavenly's with only a slight need for force. He wasn't sure what would happen, but he would be on his guard.

Esme walked in to the room, giving Emmett a smile before shooing him out of the room. Grumbling slightly, he walked out, holding his game tightly to his chest. She sat down on the couch, close enough to Edward's chair that she could reach out and touch him gently. Her boy was hurting and Esme needed to find a way to guide him through the hurt so he could live his life. "We need to talk about Bella, Honey."

Edward sighed and placed the book gently on his leg. "No we don't."

Grabbing his hand, she stroked it lovingly. "Honey, Bella made her choices."

"And she doesn't have to live with the consequences." Edward said bitterly, looking out the window. Feeling restless, he got up and began to pace, hurt and shame flowing through him as fast as the rage that was his constant companion.

"Edward…" Esme began.

"No, Esme, she chose him over me. She made it clear that I was nothing more than a passing fancy, someone she used for her own amusement."

"Did she say that?" she said calmly.

"She didn't have to!" he yelled, his voice hoarse with emotion and self loathing. She watched as his eyes faded from the warm honey brown to a pain filled black. A wave of sympathy washed over her. Edward's pain affected everyone in the house, Esme more than anyone else.

"What did she say, Edward?" she asked softly. His tortured gaze tore into her heart. Bella certainly did a number on him; Esme thought not realising that Edward could hear her.

"Yes, she did," Edward sat down next to her, his head buried in his hands as he thought of the best way to describe what happened. Calmly stroking his hair, Esme waited patiently. Her son needed to lance the festered wound that Bella left behind. It wasn't in her to hate, yet for a brief second, she believed she was capable of resenting the girl who took Edward's heart and consequently broke it. A soft intake of breath turned her full attention back to her vulnerable son.

"She tore out my heart, or what I had left of one. She chose the dog over me. She didn't believe I could protect her because of James and Victoria! I would have done anything… anything for her." Edward shuddered involuntarily with dry sobs. He hated that he could not cry. "She thinks those dogs can protect her and Charlie better then we can! We saved her from James, almost died because of Victoria and her newborns."

"Honey, to me that doesn't sound like she was saying that you were a flight of fancy," Esme replied, pulling him close. He resisted the affection for a moment before leaning into it, taking the comfort offered. "To me, that sounds like she put her family in first. In her eyes, she must have seen that the wolves could have surrounded them and protected them better than what we could have. Not only would they have round the clock protection, but it would also give them the chance to lead a more normal life. This was what you suggested to her quite a bit."

"Was my love not enough? I went to the Volturi because I could not live without her."

"Maybe she was also trying to protect you? She was a selfless girl after all."

Edward leaned back into the chair, exhausted from his outburst. "I don't know, Esme, all I know is that it really hurts and I'm struggling with it after all these years." She gave him a hug and decided to shift to a different topic.

"So how is that new girl in school? Alice mentioned that she is coming over tomorrow." She asked curiously.

Edward laughed at the absurdity of the situation, going from the girl who used to hold his life and soul in her palm to the girl that had his mind dancing in circles trying to figure her out. Heavenly had his stomach churning, he never knew what she was going to do or ask next. And she stirred up a sense of possessive protectiveness that only Bella had prompted in him. But she was to be watched dispassionately. And because of that he needed to put a cap on his emotions.

"Alice is taking her shopping and I think they are coming back here."

"That should be interesting," Esme replied, "Do you know what she likes to eat?"

"Um, mainly fresh fruit, apples, grapes, that kind of thing. Why?" Esme smiled brightly.

"I need to know what food I'm going to make when she gets here. Does she know what we are?"

Edward shook his head. "But I think that she knows that we aren't normal." Esme raised her eyebrow in question. "She asked why we didn't eat today and we weren't exactly prepared to answer. I think it was Emmett who said that we really only ate two meals a day thanks to our hiking trips."

"We've gotten used to the illusion of eating that when people take a closer look, we are unprepared. I think we need to start pretending to eat."

"Emmett won't be too pleased." Edward said his body bone weary after the emotional outburst.

"No, I don't think he would." Esme turned her body towards him. "Tell me about this girl."

Edward paused, unsure what to say. "Well, um, she's nice…gentle, but still has this strength about her." He looked out the window, uncertain with what else to describe. "She's tall, almost the same height as Rosalie, yet leaner, like a dancer. Her eyes are like the forest after a storm, rich green and glittering. Goes along with the flow until something happens that she doesn't agree with, she'll stand up for what she thinks is right. She's a bit suspicious, but because she's from a different country, she lets a lot of stuff slide."

"She sounds interesting. What was her name again?" she asked curiously.

"Heavenly, although she likes being called Lee." Edward said promptly, not seeing his mother's sly smile.

"I'll be sure to remember that."

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Alice stood in front of the bed, her hands fisted on her hips. Two outfits rested on the bed, the first was a black ruched mesh surplice top, with gathering around the waist and sheer sleeves. Grey tight low rise jeans lay underneath the two layered top. Next to that outfit was a thin beige sweater dress with blue jeans underneath. A pair of black leggings hung lazily from one fist as she glared at the two outfits. Jasper walked in, his blue shirt and black slacks immaculate. He looked at his lover with an amused smile playing at his lips. "You know, if you get out any more clothes, we won't be able to see the bed." Alice glared at him for a brief moment before bouncing over and giving him a quick peck on the lips. "I can't choose what I want to wear tomorrow when I take Heavenly shopping tomorrow," she pouted prettily. Jasper touched her shoulder before walking over to the bed and put a mock serious expression on his face. With a laugh, she wrapped her arms around his middle. "I think I'll go with the sweater dress and these black tights," she held up the lacy leggings. Jasper nodded and kissed her temple. Alice looked up at him with a playful expression. "Jasper Whitlock Hale, thank goodness we are behind closed doors. Who knows what anyone would say seeing you give me more than one kiss a day!"

"Be careful tomorrow. Do you want me to come with you two? My control is a lot better recently." Alice touched his chest comfortingly.

"Thank you Jasper, but I think that I can get more out of her if it was just me."

He frowned down at her for a moment. "You know exactly what is going on with her, don't you?" Alice sighed and nodded.

"Yes, but its vital that I keep it to myself. The only thing you need to know is that Heavenly wouldn't do anything to hurt us. Please trust that?" he nodded allowing her to lean up and kiss him, her desire for him overriding any protest.

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