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~Chapter 7~

Edward POV-

Carlisle… or guess I should say Dad rolled me through the house. Pointing out rooms telling me where everything is. We came in through the entry way, to our left was some sitting room and to the right was the living room. Passing both those room we came into an open common area. "The kitchen is through the door to the left and down that hall is my office and Esme's and my room." Dad said as we came to stairs. There's a powder room to our left and the rest of the rooms are on the second floor. The staircase was beautiful and grand looking. Carlisle produced crutches out of thin air and offered them to me.

"Edward all of the other rooms are upstairs." Dad said as we stopped by the stairs. Slowly I stood up from the wheelchair and grabbed the offered crutches, I was still slightly wobbly on them but I was starting to get the hang of them. Carlisle helped me, and slowly we made our way up the stairs and to the second floor.

I came to a stop in a hallway. There were 7 doors that I could see and at the end of the hallway I could see another set of stairs. We slowly started down the hall way.

"This door is Alices and that is the bathroom that Emmett and her will be sharing." He said pointing to the first doors on my right and left. A few more steps and he pointed out Emmett's room. We were almost to the end of the hallway when he stopped in front of a door.

"Edward this is your room and across the way is your bathroom, you will have your own bathroom. The last door is the guest room and the stair lead to an entertainment room for you younger folk." And with that he opened the door to my room.

I let out a gasp as the light came on. The room was big, seemed to be bigger than the entire house I use to live in. slowly I went in, my eyes falling on the big comfy looking queen size bed. One wall was completely covered with bookshelves and most of the shelves I noticed were full. I couldn't help the tear that fell as I "walked" over to the shelves and started to look at the books.

"I hope I got some books that you will enjoy. Emmett's friend Jasper helped me pick them out." Esme said causing me to slightly jump and turn around.

"Um... They look good. I've never had so many books." I said hoping that I didn't sound as stupid as I thought I did.

"Well if you need anything sweetie just let me know." She said giving me a smile and leaving me and Carlisle alone.

"Edward, there is stuff in the bathroom and the dresser is full of clothes as is the closet. I'm afraid Alice may have gone a little overboard shopping, she does that sometimes." He said with a laugh. "I'll leave you to get settled. Is there anything else you need?" He asked as he started towards the door.

"No... Um… I'm ok. Thanks." I said as he left me alone. I looked around the room noticing a TV and a PS3 on one wall, perfect position to sit in bed and watch TV or play some video game.

I skimmed through the clothes and picked out something comfortable to put on as I got ready to go take a shower. Just as I was stepping out of my room with a fresh pair of boxers and some sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt, I notice Alice and Emmett coming up the stairs and stopping when they see me.

"Oh Edward." Alice said basically skipping close to me. Emmett must have seen me step back at her approach as he said, "Alice." In a warning tone but still gently.

"Oh yeah sorry." She said stopping and even taking a step back. "Mom wanted us to let you know that lunch will be ready in an hour but if you're hungry now she will get you something. Will you be joining us for dinner or will you be eating in your room? Dad said you may be too tired to socialize with us and may just want to be alone." I was amazed at how fast this little pixy talked. Taking a second I let her words sink in as I looked away from her and to Emmett, his size alone scared me. Knowing she was waiting for an answer I tried to think of what to say.

I was a little tired but I was also sick of staying in bed all the time. Nervously I made up my mind.

"I would like to eat lunch… with um… all of you if that's, um… ok?" Oh great I'm back to sounding like a bumbling idiot I criticized myself as I notice Alice start to jump up and down, clapping her hands, she looked like a kid on Christmas day or something.

"I'm so happy you will be joining us! Oh I should go let Mom know, see you in an hour." And like that she was gone. I smiled at her retreating form until I noticed that I was now alone with Emmett the scary guy with an odd scar on his face.

I couldn't breathe as my entire body began to shake. Emmett's eyes widened as I dropped my clothes and the crutches. My body was swaying and with a shaking hand I grabbed the door frame to my room.

"Edward, please you need to try to breathe and calm down. I think you're having a panic attack. Edward you're safe, I'm going to back up now. I'll let Dad know to come up here ok." Emmett's voice was calm and soft as he spoke to me.

"No!" I said surprising both Emmett and myself as I felt tears fall. "Don't leave me alone… Please." I said as I started to feel my legs give away and my body headed towards the floor.

I lay crumpled on the floor, tears streaming freely down my face for I don't know how long, before I heard Emmett slowly moving towards me.

"Edward?" he said asking a silent question as he came closer to me. I didn't answer as I tried to curl into myself and cry, which I was finding difficult because of the still healing injuries that still littered my body.

"Edward?" Emmett's quiet plead came again as a gentle hand touched my shoulder ever so lightly.

"I'm so tired of being alone." I said as I turned and grabbed onto him. I don't know if I pulled him to me or pulled myself to him, or maybe he pulled me to him seeing as I am still hurt and weak. I think I surprised him as he slowly wrapped me in a hug. I'm unsure how long we stayed like that. He was gently rubbing my upper back and whispering to me that I was safe and everything would be ok.

"My scar is from my mother." Emmett said once my crying had gotten under control. "I was eleven years old when I got it." I pulled back from him so I could look at him. As I pulled back he moved his arms I could tell by his expression that he was trying not to scare me as he went on about how his mom had taken a knife and cut him.

I leaned against the wall as he talked about his stay in the hospital, describing how his parents hadn't even visited him and how they said that they didn't ever even want him. I could see slight tears form as he said his own parents didn't want him, nor did they love him. His face was turned from me; slowly I reached over and pulled his face to look at mine.

"My mother didn't love me either." I said giving him what I hoped was a gently smile.

He didn't say anything as he nodded and stood up, holding out his hand to help me.

"I'm glad you're finally home Edward." He said as I headed towards the bathroom with my stuff.

"Me too." Was my only reply as I walked into my bathroom, gasping at how nice it was. It had a beautiful glass shower, tow sinks, and a huge tub that looked as if even Emmett could fit in it, and a toilet. I managed to find some towels; I held them for a few minutes enjoying how soft they were. The showers water felt good on my body as I let the warm water flow over me. When I got out of the shower I couldn't help but look in the mirror.

The cuts on my face were still there leaving little light scars. The bruising looked to be fading, all over my body and my ribs were exactly where they should be and not sticking out in an odd way. I noticed little scars littering my body and slowly traced a few of them. My ankles matched my wrists as I noted the burn scars I will carry the rest of my life. Once I was dry I put on some boxers and sweatpants, following that I pulled the shirt over my head, lastly I slipped on socks completing in covering up my body and the scars I had. Well all except my face, there was nothing to be done about that. I tried for about 15 minutes to calm my hair down, but was unsuccessful as it wanted to go ever which way. Sighing out of frustration I decided to leave it as I exited the bathroom and made my way down the hall and started the slow descent down the stairs.

AN: Ok so I hope you enjoyed it. I won't be able to update again till late Thursday or Friday sometime. Please review.