Me: -does a happy dance- I got more than 10 reviews! I am uberly happy! Thankies!

Edward: Yeah…

Me: Bella's past comes into play here! That's the part where she was not supposed to fall in love remember? Cuz she has been hurt before! And here we find out.

Bella: Aha. Charlie is clueless…

Me: Which makes it more fun.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Though, I own Matt. No matter how much I do not want to…T.T


Bella's POV


He was…here.

He came all the way from where I left him in Phoenix, to come here. Why? Why must he torment me like this? He still looks the same…still…those same cold steely eyes…I looked away from him. It hurt to look into the eyes of the one who had hurt me before.

"Bella? Who is this?" Charlie asked.

Ah. Charlie. He was as clueless as any. I really wished I wasn't wearing a dress right about now.

"His name is Matt Cobain…I knew him in Phoenix." I said, quite uninterested.

"Hello Matt. I'm Charlie Swan, Bella's father. I also carry a gun, but I trust you. He's a fine young man, Bella. I approve." Charlie said.

"Dad! I don't like him!" I snarled.

"Bella?" Someone asked, knocking on the door.

I smiled shyly, and Charlie watched me blush as if I was a crazy person.

"Hello, Edward," I said happily, opening the door for him.

Edward stepped inside, and Matt looked at him angrily. God, I hate him.

"Oh you have company? Maybe I should go…" Edward said.

Matt smiled triumphantly.

"No no. Matt came here just to say hi, and now he is leaving back for Phoenix. I didn't even know he was coming. I don't really mind." I said, latching onto his arm.

"Really? I wouldn't want to intrude…" Edward smiled at me, and I knew he had his suspicions about Matt.

That makes two of us.

I thought.

"You're not intruding at all." I said waving my hand dramatically.

"Tell me who he is later." Edward whispered by my ear.

I barely nodded.

"So, Bella-" Matt started.

"Isabella." I corrected him harshly.

"I thought you liked Bella." He said.

"No." I growled.

"Okay. Isabella then. Who is this?" He asked.

"That is none of your-"

"Hello. My name is Edward Cullen. My sister, Alice, is best friends with Bella. My other sister, and two brothers are friends too. My parents absolutely adore Bella, and how about you?" Edward asked.

Matt narrowed his eyes at him, and then smiled.

"Matt Cobain. I have a younger sister and a mother who would love to see Isabella again. I have known Isabella for many years, and she helped me and my sister when my dad died." He said.

I winced. After Matt's dad died, he had turned pretty ugly on the inside.

"I see. What are you doing here?" Edward asked, a trace of venom lacing his voice.

"I came to see if Isabella wanted to come back home with me. I wanted to see if she wanted to be mine." Matt said.

Even Charlie was surprised at that one.

"Never." I hissed

Matt smiled at me.

"Don't tell me that you aren't my friend anymore, Isabella." He said.

"I'm not. I stopped being friends with you a long time ago, Matthew." I spat.

He narrowed his eyes at me, and I glared at him triumphantly. He hated that name, and only I knew it.

"Excuse me? What the hell is going on here?" Charlie asked.

I glared down at the floor. I couldn't tell him exactly why I hated Matt with the passion of hell…but I didn't feel like lying to him either.

"Well, I see that Bella does not want to come back. I'll leave." Matt said, coming over to Edward.

He shook his hand, and shivered. Then he looked at me, with that same ice cold sparkle in his eyes. I stared back with fear.

"I'll be back for you, Isabella," He whispered to me, before he walked out the door like nothing had happened.

I chanced a look at Edward, hoping he had not heard what Matt had said. He looked extremely pissed. Yup, he heard him.

"So, Bella…care to introduce me?" Charlie asked, looking over at Edward.

"Yeah…as you can see…this is Edward. Alice is my best friend, and Edward is my friend as well…to an extent." I muttered.

He chuckled quietly.

"Are you the son of Carlisle?" Charlie asked.

"Good old dad." Edward said, smiling and dazzling me at the same time.

"Who was that Bells?" Charlie asked me.

All was silent for a moment.

"Renee never told you…but I wasn't much appreciated at school. I was…different you know? As a sixteen year old, word spreads, and some of it isn't the best. Some of it gets around and you don't want it too." I started.

Charlie and Edward both raised eyebrows and looked at me funny.

"My only one true friend was Matt. He was also, my first boyfriend, to a degree." I said.

Charlie scoffed at this, but said nothing more. I tightened my hand around Edward's arm more.

"He lost his dad in a car accident. His whole family was a wreck. He wouldn't talk to me or have anything to do with me for weeks."

I felt Edward's gaze on me. Penetrating as it was, I still continued my story.

"Finally, I confronted him, his sister, and his mom, and told them that it was just best to move on. They thanked me for that, and Matt and I were pretty tight after that."

Edward wiped my face softly, and only then did I realize that I had been crying. Strange.

"He…started to be more irritable. More…protective in a sense. Afraid that he would lose me, like he lost his dad. I found this absurd of course, he should've been helping his sister instead of me. He lost his temper a few times too. I would be talking with someone and he would pull up, and tell me to get in his car. Then, he would hit me."

Edward inhaled a sharp breath, and I knew Charlie was inching for his gun.

"Mom found out, and ordered me to stay away from Matt. His mom obliged, and they sent Matt to a school across town. I managed to stay away from him for at least a few weeks. It was quite short lived."

"What did he do to you, Baby?" Charlie asked me.

Here he was. My dad. Finally caring enough to be able to talk to me, and I had to tell him the worst secret I had withheld for more than a year's time.

"He eventually caught up with me…and…he…" I couldn't finish the sentence.

Edward led me to the couch, and Charlie sat on the other side of me. I covered my face with my hands, and someone had began rubbing my back.

"Bella?" Charlie asked.

"He…he raped me, Dad." I whispered, tears falling harder.


Me: Yes, now you see why I hate having to have created Matt, and this was all Bella POV today!

Edward: -kills Matt-

Matt: -dead- X-x

Me: Yay!

Bella: This time, she wants fifteen reviews! She got like twelve last time, so now…fifteen! Thank you!