Anna's point of view…still
'hi sweetie' gushed my mother I smiled back at her then glanced at Esme she got up and hugged me and whispered to low for my mother to hear 'Carlisle and I are going run out of hearing distance ok sweetie to give you and Lynne some privacy' I saw her golden eyes staring into mine I lookup to the ceiling and to the floor she smiled Edward had taught me that trick she hugged me tightly but of course not to tightly then walked to Carlisle he had laid his bag down which contained his papers and such he grabbed Esme's hand and I caught myself wishing to have some boy to look at me the way Carlisle still looked at Esme of course I'm sure most fifteen year old girls wanted the same thing I watched as they walked into the woods I knew as soon as they were out of sight of my mother they would take off running as I turned back around my mother was standing there in front of me 'so girl how you been staying with these rich people?' she asked 'there not going to give you money' I said knowing exactly what she wanted the check that comes with me money her drugs that is all she ever thinks about 'if they enjoy having you around they sure will you remember this child I know how to work the system' 'your not my mom' she looked at me 'why do you say that?' she asked 'you sure don't act like one' 'oh I didn't? you had food a place to sleep didn't you' she asked 'what about when your boyfriend was up on me every night huh yeah I'm sure a real mother would let that go on!' I said tears streaming down my cheeks I felt her hand across my cheek snapping my head to the side 'don't you dare lie again you spend a few months with these rich people and you forget your place remember one thing I'll beat you like I did before' and with that my mom left I wiped away most of my tears praying Edward wouldn't say anything and or Carlisle and Esme didn't hear what had went on with my mom on their porch I went ahead inside wondering if it would leave a bruise on my cheek of course it shouldn't she slapped me an open hand not a closed one a punch I have had both plus I have before spent nights thinking of what to tell the school nurse my classmates the social services worker the teacher different people that all would suspect the same thing and I would say I fell I'm such a klutz and used makeup and clothes to cover it up so yeah that was my back life you get use to it