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Emmett's POV

"Emmett, what's wrong?" Esme asked sitting next to me. "You've always said you wanted a little sister, why aren't you happy?"

I closed my eyes against the light. I could see myself younger and running around with a little girl, protecting her from the world, and being the best brother just like I always wanted. I opened them back up and stared at the floor.

"Emmett please talk to me" Esme cried.

I wondered what she was thinking. I closed my eyes against the light again. My thoughts flashed back to our night together. I watched Bella's face as we had sex, the way her lips parted and her face flushed, the quiet noises she made under me.

I opened my eyes and jumped off the bed as if was on fire. Anger at myself surged through my body. My fist hit the wall again and drywall fell away around my fist. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Esme flinch away from me.

"Emmett" Esme cried. "This was all wrong; I shouldn't have told you guys"

Tears fell from Esme's eyes and she left the room. Tears burned my eyes.

"Emmett" Carlisle said quietly.

"You should go make sure she's okay" I said with a thick voice.

"Emmett, talk to me."

I couldn't talk to him; I couldn't tell him what I did.

"What happened to her?" I asked.

"What-" Carlisle started.

"Don't act like you don't know what I mean" I yelled. "What happened to my sister? Why is she like this, why didn't we stay together?!"

"There would be no good in telling you, it would make things worse" Carlisle said quietly.

"No more secrets" I demanded. "Tell me what happened to my sister, tell me everything. Just tell me the truth"

"You might want to sit down" Carlisle said.

I walked over to my bed and sat, I felt the bed shift under Carlisle's weight behind me. Then he started speaking.

"You and Bella lived together until you were 4 and she was 3. When your parents got a divorce they fought for custody of you both. Your father started drinking and your mother died in a car accident. Your father wasn't eligible for custody and drunk himself to death. You and Bella went into foster care"

"I know this story; I was in three homes before I came here"

"That's not fully true. You and Bella moved into a foster care together. Bella was 2 and you were three. You guys were there for 6 months before you were moved again. The parents were found of neglect. You stayed together still and went to another family. You stayed there until you were 4. One day she was screaming" Carlisle's voice broke. "So you ran to the bathroom but the door was locked. You banged on the door but the foster father told you to go away. You dialed 911 and told them your sister was locked in the bathroom screaming.

"The father came out and he hit you so hard you hit the bunk bed and split your head open. When the cops came they went straight to you but you kept telling them your sister was in the bathroom. She wasn't screaming anymore. When the cops broke into the bathroom she was naked in a small pool of blood.

"You didn't know what happened, you didn't understand, but you blamed yourself for not protecting her. You became violent, you were so angry; Bella became scared of you after you got into a fight with a kid at your new foster home. She was always talking to cops; they wanted to arrest the man that sexually abused her. When we came, she was terrified of you; we were told it would be best to just take you for now so we did."

"He took her virginity" my voice broke and tears fell down my face. "She was only 3, she was a baby"

"I know"

"Finish"

"We came back for her, two years later, but she was gone. Esme started looking for her but she was never anywhere for long enough to find her. She evaded us until she was 10, by then she was in a group home. But when we went to get her she had just gone AWOL. When they found her it was on a corner, selling her body. Every time they brought her back she would just disappear again. That was in Alaska, then in Port Angeles. She's been arrested for drug possession, drinking, prostitution, disorderly conduct"

"Was she like that before that man?"

"No" Carlisle said reluctantly. "After the abuse she changed for the worse and so did you. She wasn't given the same help as you. She reported rape after that too but left before they started trial. They think that the reason she never healed from the original abuse is because she was constantly being questioned about it, until it was burned into her memory. Her life just got worse"

I sobbed.

"Now she uses men to get what she wants, she lets men hurt her because she thinks it doesn't matter or hurt her anymore. The more men hurt her, the less it seems to hurt. We think that her pimp picked her up around the time she turned 10. All the men in her life seemed to hurt her" Carlisle trailed off.

"I'm no different" I sobbed. "I couldn't protect her then and I can't protect her now"

"It wasn't your fault; you were just a baby Emmett"

"And she was smaller"

We'll visit Bella next reviews?