Author's Note: Hey guys thanks for all the subscription you made to my story I promise not to disappoint you guys. This chapter is basically going to be Edward's background story so not a laugh a minute actually probably no laughs but I hope you like it. And I would like to thank my amazing beta, who is giving me advice. She has written more than I have. I suggest that you guys read the Color of Secrecy it is a really good story.

She let me in and told me to put my shoes next to the door. I did as she told. I looked around the white luxurious house. The polished black floor and the white stairway, along the downstairs hallway a large floor window clashed with the rain to make somewhat of a soothing sound, into the house I followed her into the dinner room at the end of the hallway right in front of us there was a plasma screen on the left wall with a couch in front of it and a black table in between than to the right o the back wall the kitchen was attached. There was no secluded room for it. It was out in the open. Along with a long counter to eat at. In the middle of the big room was the dinner table. It was black with a silver vase in the middle along with white, silver, and black flowers. The tabled seated six. Beyond the chair and the couch, and the dining room table there were four spaced out double door the most likely led to the backyard, they had white curtain that covered them. I followed her to the couch she sat towards to but, even though I wasn't looking at her I could feel her on me as if she didn't believe it was me. I hadn't shaved in a couple weeks my hair looked messy in a bad way and I reeked of wet dog and a little smoke. Iwasn't much of a smoker but I had a cigarette today.

"So," she paused and let out a breath, like she always did when things were awkward for her "How's it going?"

"Yeah I thought this was a bad idea, I should go I don't to make you feel awkward," I started to get up but she caught my hand. I looked at her.

"Don't go, yeah this is weird but I wanna help and I wanna know everything that has happened."

My throat clumped up. Everything, I didn't even remember half the stuff. Only the sober things and they weren't pretty.

"Everything?"

She nodded.

"Okay, well basically it all started in high school."

"What happened in high school?"

"I began, drinking and doing cocaine."

"You, Edward Cullen? The rich preppy boy from Forks? The one that everyone envied because of his good looks and daddy's credit card, nice car etc, did cocaine?"

I nodded.

"H-how, with who?"

"Just James and his girlfriend Victoria got me started. It started out as a one every two month, then three time a month to everyday and sometimes twice a day. I don't know why I just did it, cause it was fun. This was all by the end of tenth grade. Junior year I was devoted to it. My mom and dad never home, so they didn't know. It calmed me down, from everything. I didn't think I was really hurting anyone, it was just to pass time. When my grades got poor my parent wanted some explain so I just told them that I was slacking off for no reason and that I would look for a tutor."

'Which is where I come in, I was your little savior basically?"

"Yeah and I'm really sorry about that, but knowing you was the second best thing in my life at that time, you besides the drugs. By the end of that year I was back to my straight A's and home free. Senior year it was the same thing. And remember when I told you I was applying to Columbia?" she nodded. "Well I was accepted but I didn't ended up going I spent the next year with James and his friends on the beach in Florida drinking, smoking and just forgetting everything back at home. But in Florida we ran into guys looking for trouble I was all liquored up and I thought I could take but ended up in jail that night. My mom and dad couldn't come and get till the week after, jail was horrible and when I got out and dad had all my stuff from the hotel I was staying at and they had found about my drug uses. When we got home which didn't really feel like home because they had moved to New York, they started asking all these questions and I had no excuse just told them. They took my credit card and my car. They agreed to put me in rehab but a couple weeks in James came and got me out. The first I did when I stepped out was went and got a beer with James. He told me his plan to go to Vegas and I agreed, but I needed money. I couldn't find my key so we broke into my parents house, broke a window in the process. Yeah I was drunk, and I was desperate. I found my keys and my credit card in there room and something that I can't remember what it was. I think it was some kind of book. It sad something and it got me angry. I went downstairs and started breaking stuff; pictures, vases, chairs, anything. My mom and dad walked in and some other people I think they were business people they were probably over for a drink. But they saw the destruction, and my dad started yelling at me I said something stupid some tall guy asked if my parents knew. They said no and called the police, didn't press charges but they saw no help for me and divorced me. They left me with my phone, clothes and my car. They gave me a couple hundred bucks and they thought I could stay with James but once James gotta out jail he headed straight for Vegas. I've been jumping around from shelter homes for a while and I couldn't handle it. I started flipping through my phone and thinking about who to call. I came over your number and remember how you had gotten accepted to Art school her so I called but it said that you number was disconnected."

"Yeah I got a new phone."

"So I called Jessica who gave your address I didn't mean to be rude and just show up without an invitation I just-"

I covered my hand in my face ashamed of everything I just told her.

"Do you still you know do cocaine?' her voice was quiet.

I didn't answer not wanting her to know I learned nothing from that whole experience. I could tell she knew the answer though.

"Edward," she grabbed my hand again and lifted my face. Her hand felt so smooth. I felt just like falling asleep. "You have to stop using, okay?"

I nodded.

"Kay, I would be more than happy to let you stay here, I have two extra rooms upstairs. You can stay there. I'll help find a job if you need me too. I just have a couple conditions. No drugs in the house, no drinking for right now, I want you to reapply to Columbia and to see a therapist. Also just clean up after yourself."

"there is no way I am going to get back into college and why a therapist?'

"Why do you think? There is a reason for you drug use and it's not just because it was fun. I want you to figure it out and if you want to tell me I would be happy to listen. As for college, I want you to become successful I care about your future and you need to finish school, please, for me."

I sighed "Okay I will and thank you so much for all of this."

"You were still a really good friend of mine Edward and I am always open to helping out a friend. Do you need help with any of your things?"

"Uh, I don't think so it's just a couple of bags," we stood up and I gave her a surprised hug.

"Sorry I forgot I was still wet," I let go. "And I know I smell I'll take a shower as soon as I get my stuff."

"I get you some stuff for your bathroom while you get your things. And tomorrow we are going job hunting. I think my friend Jacob can get you a job," she smirked. I just hoped that I wasn't going to end up working at McDonalds.

I got my stuff; Bella said that if I wanted to wash anything tonight I could I waited till I had taken a shower. She showed me to my room, which was maroon with a black comforter spread the head boards were black also I had a desk and a night stand on each side the carpet was soft and dark brown. Across from the bed there were double doors were my closet it was a walk in closet with squares for my pant and rods with hanger for shirt. There five drawers for all my undergarments. I walked out and Bella was walking out of a brown tile bathroom right of my bed.

"Everything you need should be in there I can show you around the whole house tomorrow. I need to finish up a paper. You are free to use the kitchen, this is now your house too, and I'll see you tomorrow at nine. We need to be out at twelve to meet Jacob."

I nodded. I suddenly felt innocent, like a thirteen year old orphan who had just gotten adopted and wasn't sure if I was ready to just act myself around my new family.

I took a shower put a couple loads in threw away my cigarettes and went straight to bed. I didn't feel right just eating her food. I lay in bed just thinking about everything. Then I remembered something. I got up went to my car from a brown paper bag I got it and went to the kitchen. This was the first step. I checked to see if the sink had a disposal. It did. I took a smaller bag out of the bigger on I dumped the substance in the disposal turned on the switch and water and I watched and listen to all the cocaine I had left be crushed and washed away.

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