BPOV

"We need beef tips, some green beans, small potatoes...umm corn..." I tapped my chin thoughtfully for a moment. "Oh and ketchup!" I said proudly, grabbing a buggy and making my way into the grocery store.

"Ketchup?" I heard Peter ask behind me incredulously.

"What in the hell kind of stew has ketchup in it?" He asked catching up to me and wrapping his arms around me, holding onto the buggy as well.

"The good kind." I replied.

"Is this some kind of Canadian stew?" Jasper asked falling in step beside us.

"Yea, Canadians are all about the ketchup aren't they?" Peter asked Jasper.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed at my two crazy guys.

"Americans like it too." I laughed.

I moved out from Peters arms to get the things I would need for tonight's dinner. We all joked and laughed with one another as the cart started to slowly fill. I had just bent over to retrieve the "dreaded" ketchup bottle when I heard a blast from the past fill the isle with its shrill, too perky voice.

"Bella Swan?" The demonic voice asked, "Is that you?"

No. I'm a figment of your overactive imagination. Whore. I groaned internally and stood back up with said ketchup bottle in hand. I passed off the bottle to Jasper who took it tentatively, looking back and forth between me and the spawn of Satan.

"Sure is," I replied turning around to face my high school foe, "How are you Jessica?" I asked politely.

Jessica freaking Stanley made my Senior year a living hell. If it weren't for Edward and Alice I would have dropped out of school and skipped town. I was hoping that we could be grown ups now that we were both in college and out of high school but the next words out of her mouth proved that that was never going to happen.

"I'm doing so good! Mike and I are inseparable and Adam and Lauren are finally engaged." She squealed excitedly.

At the mention of Adam's name I balked and took a step back so that my back was to Jasper's chest.

"You actually better get out of here," she said quickly and lowering her voice, "Adam and Lauren are meeting me here and I don't think they are going to want to see you. Not after what you did to Adam."

She even had the balls to look around the isle to make sure we were alone after her little statement. After what I did to Adam? Was she fucking kidding? At that moment she must have just seen Peter and Jasper as they both stepped up beside me, as if they were guarding me from the two unknown people that were "due any minute."

"Oh, who are your friends?" She asked smiling even brighter.

"We're her boyfriends." Peter said sharply, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Oh I see," Jessica said laughing harshly, "Once a whore always a whore huh, Bella?" She asked.

I couldn't move or even blink. I was caught up in so many flashbacks after her mentioning Adam's name and I knew that I needed to get out of here. Especially if Adam was going to be here. If I saw him chances were I was going to lose my breakfast. And not by choice.

"We need to go." I said suddenly pulling on Peter's and Jasper's arms.

"Well I hope you two know what you're doing," Jessica said, continuing on as if she weren't the biggest lying bitch in the Universe, "Bella is a whore who will take advantage of any guy she can get her paws on. You're lucky Adam didn't press charges against you," She sneered hatefully at me, "But then again with your father being the police I'm guessing not much would have come from it anyways."

"Wait just a god damn second!" Peter yelled pushing me behind him completely now, "You will not talk to her that way."

Jessica only laughed as Peter and Jasper continued pushing me backwards until my bottom hit the front of the cart.

"Please, let's just go." I whispered looking around anxiously.

It was only a matter of time before Jessica began calling all her friends from high school and letting them know I was here before they would ambush us. I didn't ever want Peter and Jasper to know this about me but I knew that it was a possibility it would come out bringing them here to meet my dad. I only hoped that they would stay around long enough to listen to my side before they bolted.

"Yes," Jessica said walking away, "Leave. For good this time."

I walked away on shaky legs leaving Jasper and Peter to catch up. I had to leave. It was stupid to bring them here. It was stupid to come back to Forks where I was obviously hated and not wanted. Why in the world did I think people would be over that and why did I think that somehow the truth might have actually come out in the time I was away? Instead it seemed like the rumor had just gotten worse in my absence and going off what Jessica had said back there it wasn't hard to figure out why the rumor wouldn't die down.

"Bella, we need to talk." Peter whispered into my ear as we made our purchase and were walking back out to the car.

"Not here," I replied, "We'll talk at my dad's house. You guys need to know everything and if you want to leave you should be able to make a clean break."

They didn't need to stay here with me out of obligation. I could ride home with Edward and Alice if the boys left suddenly. But did they know that they would be leaving with my heart if they did that? Would they care? Of course they will, I mentally scolded myself. They love you. How many times do they have to say it?

The car ride back to the house was subdued and the tension was high. I kept my gaze on the window, watching the scenery pass by us in a blur. It wasn't until the car was stopped did I realize where Peter had taken us.

"What are we doing here?" I asked confused.

"Come on baby girl." Peter coaxed with a grin that sent my heart racing.

I followed his lead and got out of the car and grasped his and Jasper's hands in mine. I couldn't help but smile as they led me over to the swings, both looking at me pointedly. I giggled slightly and sat down on the swing, grabbing onto the chains. Before I could pump my legs though Peter began to push me gently so that I was swinging slightly. With the small breeze blowing around us on top of the air I felt rushing to me as I swung, the air that surrounded us felt chillier than what it really was. Peter and Jasper took turns pushing me until they each grabbed a swing next to me and we all swung in synchronization with one another.

"You know when we were little, kids used to tease one another that if you swung at the same time, you were married." I said offhandedly remembering back to my childhood days.

"Married huh?" Jasper asked with a wicked gleam in his eye.

"Yep," I replied, "Didn't matter if it was boy and boy or girl and boy. You swung at the same time you were married for the day."

Peter laughed at that which in turn caused me to chuckle along side him.

"Well I prefer to be married longer than a day." He said giving me a wink that caused me to blush and look down.

"Same here." Jasper declared.

I laughed and agreed with them before turning silent once more. It had begun to drizzle making it extremely cold outside. The small rain drizzles that hit my skin felt like little shards of ice.

"Who's Adam?" Jasper's voice asked, sounding louder than what it actually was in the silence around us.

I exhaled sharply at hearing his name but I also knew that they deserved to know.

"I really don't know how to classify him." I said honestly.

"Why don't you start at the beginning and we can figure it together." Peter suggested.

I sighed heavily and thought back to that painful time in my past, letting all the hurt and betrayal wash over me.

"I miscarried." I blurted out without thinking.

I kept my eyes trained on my feet as they swung lifelessly back and forth in tempo with the swing. The silence that followed my statement was almost too much to bear and it took all my will power not to run away.

"Recently?" Jasper asked, his voice cracking.

I looked over and shot him a dirty glance before continuing on, "No, not recently." I snapped.

As if they were one person, I heard them exhale in relief at the same time which caused me to give a humorless chuckle.

"Way to keep the faith in me," I muttered darkly, "This was back in tenth grade." I admitted ashamed.

Looking up and seeing their confused stares I decided that they were going to need more detail. My inner voice scoffed at that recognition.

"You know about my past and my past...partners," I started, "In tenth grade I went to a party with Alice and Edward. Of course there was alcohol there and being who I was I was drinking heavily. I don't even remember all the events of that night, only that I passed out and sometime later that night I woke up on the floor in Adam's room next to Adam. We were both naked and I was trying to get my clothes back on when his girlfriend Lauren burst into the room. She started screaming at me, causing a ruckus which woke up Adam right away, who started telling her that I took advantage of him in his drunken state."

I took a deep breath before continuing on with the pathetic tale that was my life.

"Her screams brought everyone to the room and I had to push past multiple bodies to try and find Alice. People were calling me a whore and other horrible things, but no one asked me what happened to me. They all automatically took Adam's side. After that night other guys were coming forward claiming that I slept with them when I hadn't, just to make me look even more like a whore."

I laughed out loud with the direction my thoughts had taken me, "Jake and I always used protection and a girl can tell when she's had sex and that night Adam and I did sleep together. But I don't remember seeing any kind of protection laying around. About six weeks later I found out I was pregnant and I knew it could only be one of two guys but more than likely it was Adam's because, like I said, Jake and I were always so careful."

"I had to come clean to the two of them and when I told Adam he flipped out. He claimed that I tricked him into getting me pregnant and that I was sleeping around anyway so he was going to refuse to be a father no matter what a paternity test showed. Jake on the other hand stood up and claimed that he would be a father no matter who the paper said was the kids biological father."

By now I was so wrapped up in my memories of the past I barely felt the arms of my lovers embrace me.

"I walked around as best as I could for almost a month with people calling me terrible names and rumors being spread about me a mile a minute. None of them even close to the truth. About four weeks later I miscarried. I felt sadness, but I was mostly relieved. It never set in for me that I was going to be a mother at sixteen. Even when the pregnancy test showed two pink lines I never believed it. So when I miscarried I carried on like nothing had happened. Like I didn't just get the biggest scare of a lifetime. I didn't cry and I didn't show any kind of remorse at losing my baby."

I hastily wiped away a tear that had fallen down my cheek causing me to shiver as the icy cold air hit it.

"Even to this day it doesn't seem real. Like it never happened, even though I have the proof that it did."

"How did Jacob take the news?" Peter asked, wiping away the tears that continued to fall.

"When I told him I miscarried he was upset and relieved," I said, "Neither one of us ever talked about our feelings on it. We just put it behind us and moved on. He was the only guy I was ever with again though after that. I was always labeled as the whore and to be honest I didn't care. It was true. It still is." I whispered.

"Hey now," Jasper said harshly, "There is no way that statement is true or ever was true."

"What's the difference between now and then?" I asked sniffling, "I didn't know who the father was then and if something were to happen now, I still wouldn't know!"

"The difference, baby girl, is that we are all three in a relationship and both Jasper and I would be fathers to that baby. No matter what the paternity test showed, that baby would belong to all three of us."

"We would step up, Darlin'," Jasper agreed, "And we would be more than happy to do so."

"What did Charlie say when he found out?" Peter asked.

"He found out from the rumors. Like I said they weren't pretty. And when I confirmed it he promised to stick by me and, in his words, make the useless dick pay, if it was Adam's." I said laughing at the memory of my very irate father at that point in time.

"I always did like that man." Peter said with a chuckle.

After a short laugh I noticed that Peter and Jasper had somehow made their way to me so that I was still on the swing but they were on their knees on the ground beside me, each of them touching me in some way.

"You still want me?" I asked shyly.

"We could never not want you, baby girl." Peter said.

"We're not letting you go," Jasper agreed immediately, "You belong to us."

I smiled at the thought that I belonged somewhere at all. They were all I would ever need. From here on out.

"I might fuck up." I warned them, running my fingers through their hair.

"Who doesn't?" Peter retorted.

"I'm not good with relationships." I admitted again.

"It's a learning process for all of us," Jasper said, "This is new for us too."

"I don't want to hurt either of you." I whispered my final fear.

"Then don't ever leave us." Peter said standing up.

I smiled at him as I took his hand in mine and as an entourage we all walked back to the car together. Me and my men. The way it was supposed to be.

Christmas day and dinner seemed to fly by. We opened up gifts and ate my "Canadian Stew" as Jasper called it and before I knew it, it was time for us to be heading back to Texas. I didn't get to see Jake again on our trip since one of his sisters flew in from Hawaii to surprise him and his dad, and to be honest I was a little relieved. He may have been my best friend but right now my relationship was too new with my guys and I didn't want to test it this early on. And I knew that if Jake found out about that he would test them. And if I had to choose between him and my men...well I would no longer have a best friend.

"What are you thinking about?" Peter asked me as we waited in the car patiently for Jasper to come back with our room key. It was late and we all agreed to stop somewhere to get some sleep before continuing on to Texas.

"Nothing important." I told Peter with a smile and a chaste kiss.

"It's just you, Jasper and me now," He said with a smile, "Remember that."

"Of course," I replied, "Together we can overcome anything."

"I'm glad you feel that way, baby girl, because in three days time you get to meet our side of the family." He said proudly.

I swallowed against the nervous lump in my throat. Their family. Oh God.

A/N: Sorry this wasn't up yesterday when promised. There are no excuses. I just suck :(

I just want to address something real quick. Jealousy won't really play a part in this story. Their relationship is complicated enough without adding jealousy into the mix. I actually got the idea for this story from Leah Brooke. She writes for Sirenhouse Publishing and her stories deal with menage relationships with bits of BDSM thrown in. She is a fantastic writer and I highly recommend her stories. If you want more information on her or her stories please PM me and I will be more than happy to share with you :)

I forgot to thank my Beta, Karen, last chapter and I'm sorry! She is awesome and I don't know how I lived without her! But...this chapter is coming to you un-beta'd lol, so any and all mistakes are mine and mine alone :)

See you all next Saturday...or Sunday :)