Just wanted to thank all my reviewers, had a lot more these last couple of days, though its not about the reviews just about people wanting and enjoying my writing. Thank you once again for making me feel so positive and upbeat about writing, even though its such a sad story, I still like writing, since it will get good.

Thank you…

Edward P.O.V

I felt like a child, I mean I am a child, well just in the first year of my teens but I am a child I guess. I was sat a big round table with all the parents and all of the 'Kids' around. We were at my house, because we had the biggest table for the 'kids' to sit round, while the parents paced around and looked on worriedly.

Alice was staring at Jasper dreamily, it was really starting to piss me off, our friend had just been violated and all she could think about was Jasper, what the fuck?

"Kids, you know why where here, right?" Uncle Ryan said, putting his hands flat on the surface of the wooden table and looking at each of us seriously.

He was probably the…dominant of the situations, the serious one, when mostly he was a fun and caring person, when he was in his element he was the kindest and most adventurist person you could have as an uncle.

But he was out of his comfort zone, hell we all were, we had never had to deal with a situation like this. It was fucked up and we knew Uncle Ryan would try and straight it out, he was like a second father to Bella.

Bella told me that he was one of her best friends too, like another dad, that they talked and Uncle Ryan was sad. Because he wanted a little girl but Aunt Jennie didn't want a anymore kids like he did and because of there closeness and little 'bond' they had, Bella got spoilt like she was one of there's, Jasper and Peter didn't mind they enjoyed having Bella around a lot. That got under my skin the most.

"Yes." We all said, answering his earlier question. The girls of the whole house looked like they wanted to run from the room crying, except Alice and that was an awful fact because I knew she cared and hated what had happened to Bella, she had cried to me about it all night…

"Things are going to change, Bella's…been hurt and it may take her awhile to get back to her old self, so we just have to be nice and patient. The police still need to ask you guys some questions, there going to come over here when Bella's settled and then they can talk to her afterwards. Also, Bella's having some trouble…speaking, nothing major, she's fine but just don't be upset if she doesn't answer or talk back, ok?" he said, looking warn and tired, his eyes cast around the room and when we all nodded once, he looked at the ground, sniffled and fled the room.

All the parents looked at each other, like they were all asking each other what to do know, I thought it would be quit simple.

"Mother, shall we go wait outside for Bella with our flowers?" I asked mom, I had never called any of my parents mom or dad, I just thought it was always more respectful to call them by there full title, like a sergeant in the army, than use mom like serge for the army. Petty, names being cut down annoyed me to no end, but Bella was fine, we always ended up play fighting about it though.

That brought a smile to my face.

"Sure hunnie, come on then kids" mom said before leading us all out to the driveway of Bella's white house, it wasn't overly large and wasn't small by a long shot, but it was smaller than most.

We stood there for what seemed like forever, when Uncle Ryan finally came out and over to us looking red faced and puffy eyed. I wanted to hug him so bad, but he would have probably patted my back and looked at me like I was crazy.

We soon saw the sleek blue family jeep rounding the corner of the street, Bella sat expressionless looking through the window of the car and making me feel a little ill to see her so unresponsive.

We all gathered, more like huddled around the car a little, waiting for her to hop out and smile at us. Sadly, that didn't happen, like it should have.

She sat there, until Uncle Charlie came and helped her out, she wobbled and stumbled, but then she finally looked up at us and I expected to see her warm, innocent, joyful brown eyes, but instead there were empty tired looking eyes.

She took us all in and then when she landed on…something she hurled all over Charlie, Emmett had to stop himself laughing and so did a couple of the others, but I managed with just a twitch of my lips.

She said nothing as she took a minute to spit out and wipe the bile from her lips, it made me feel quit sick to watch it.

Bella then proceeded to wobble off as fast as she could, with a slamming of the front door, we where left stood on Bella Swans front lawn, but there was more than a few brick walls between us and the real Bella.