OH MY GOD, IT'S ANGSTAPALOOZA!

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So here is part 2... a little longer than I thought it would be which is awesome. Also gone in a different direction that I thought but hey that's how these things go. My original plan wasn't dramatic enough for my liking so Carlisle decided to... be a dick, I guess LOL

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So go ahead and enjoy this chapter! Enjoy it like I would enjoy Rob shirtless at the beach on a hot summer day...


I let the steam and hot water running down my back calm me. My eyes were set on the floor tiles as I leaned against the wall, my forehead resting on my arm, but I didn't really see them. I was lost in my thoughts, and eager to see Bella again. She had become an addiction. Every time I wasn't with her, I felt pulled to her – just like the day I was running out into the forest. It was her all along that pulled me there. There was an invisible rope holding me to her and right now it was too stretched. Without realising it, my free hand had reached out and twitched in her direction. I pulled it back and stood upright, running both hands through my hair and over my face before turning the water off.

There was a knock at the door.

"Naked!" was my gruff call. I didn't feel like talking to anyone unless it was Bella, and I knew she'd still be in her lesson. It had only been ten minutes since she left.

"Edward it's important, get dressed."

Alice sounded upset on the other side of the door and I paused to think of why she would come to me rather than anyone else, and then I heard another voice and I realised that she wasn't alone. Frowning, I pulled on some jeans over my boxers and opened the door, still drying my hair with the towel. Rosalie, Alice and Emmett were all standing there, worried as fuck. That made me worried as fuck.

"What's wrong?" I asked. They pulled me into my room and shut the door. Emmett leaned against it, ensuring I couldn't leave. What were they planning? Did they know about Bella and me? Were they going to collectively kick my ass for it?

"Something is going on in that office with Bella," Rosalie started.

"There was a bang in the office-"

"And Bella's crying," Alice finished. I jumped up from my bed and headed to the door, only to be stopped by Emmett.

"Get out of the way," I growled, just itching to get in there and kill someone.

"Edward, Jasper is in there as well..." Alice's quiet voice stopped me and made me turn to face her. She sounded so helpless. "He knows something about her, I know it. I know him too well for him to hide anything from me. But he doesn't want to hurt her, he cares-"

"Alice if he cared about her why would he hide it?" Emmett asked, and I dropped to the floor, knowing they were here to discuss the matter rather than let me kick some ass over it. I let out a disappointed sigh and glared in the general direction of the office. "I'm worried for her," he admitted, sliding down the door and sitting on the floor as well. Rosalie joined him and wrapped an arm around him.

"At home, he's always locked in his room. Look what I found," Rosalie added, holding out a sheet of paper to me. It had Bella's picture stapled to it and a whole bunch of information about her. It had a bunch of dates, probably approximating the date we found her – they were all around that date but I knew which one was right. It had her measurements, her hair and eye colour, and a bunch of other numbers that I didn't understand. On the bottom it had a Seattle address.

"He's sent this to someone, Edward," Alice sniffled. I shuffled over to her and held her close.

"It's okay," I told her, even though we all knew that it was a total lie. I turned to Rose. "When did you find that?"

"A few days ago."

That was a relief. If he had sent it before that, then whoever received it would have taken her by now if that were their intention. But if their intent wasn't to take her from us, then why was Jasper contacting them? Why was he keeping it from us?

"Bella heard him talking to someone on the phone," I told them, stroking Alice's hair as she cried on my shoulder. It must have been hardest for her, who loved Jasper more than anyone could care to imagine. He had helped her through her darkest times and supported her when she needed him the most. He adored her and practically worshipped the ground she walked on, but for him to be treating Bella like this and putting us all in danger... it would be hardest for her to accept that. But she had, probably because she knew how easily the people you love could turn around and slap you in the face with betrayal. "She says he knows who she is."

"Fuck," Emmett breathed, his hands curling into fists. "What the fuck is going on?"

Another knock on the door. I was sick to fucking death of people knocking on my doors today.

"What?" I barked.

"It's me."

It was Jacob. Emmett stood and let him in. He took one look at the lot of us and his usually cheery face fell.

"Tell me everything."

***

BPOV

"That'll be enough for today, Bella," Carlisle told me. Jasper started pulling the white things off me and I just sat there, still crying. They didn't care. They'd asked their questions and gotten their answers and that was all they had wanted from me.

I wanted to run upstairs to Edward and never let him go. I didn't understand any of this. I didn't understand why they were treating me this way when all I had ever done was try and be good for them – try and learn and understand everything as fast as possible and mostly to try and remember things that seemed important, like why I had no idea where I came from or who I was before Edward and Emmett and Jasper found me. It didn't make any sense to me.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked Jasper, who stopped and looked me in the eye. I don't know what he saw, but he turned away from me cringing. Was I a monster? "I know you know what I am, Jasper Hale. Tell me," I demanded, getting up and following him to the other side of the office as he threw away the sticky white dots. He didn't answer me. It was as if I didn't even exist. "Jasper!" I yelled, trying to get his attention. "Tell me right now!"

"Stop that!" Carlisle cried. "That is no way to speak to him!"

"He's ignoring me!"

"He doesn't know what you're talking about!"

"Yes he does! And so do you! You know as well, don't you?" I accused, glaring at him now. I was so angry I couldn't even control my body. I was shaking from head to toe. How could they stand there and lie to me? They thought I was smart enough to fool the family but stupid enough to believe that I had them fooled as well. They thought I was trying to trick them, when they were the ones tricking everyone else. "You both know what I am and you're making me answer all these stupid questions because you think I know the answers! Well I'm not a liar, you are! I hate you!" I spat, pushing him by the shoulder when he came towards me with his hand out, probably to put over my mouth to shut me up. Suddenly there was a rush of air and a great stinging pain on my face as his hand collided with my skin. I fell backwards into my chair, knocking it over and falling with it to the floor. I felt blood trickle down my chin, but I couldn't move. I just sat there while Carlisle continued to scowl at me, panting in all his rage. Even Jasper was shocked. He hurried out of the room as if I hadn't just been hit. My eyes followed him in a silent plea. I wanted Edward.

"Clean yourself up," Carlisle muttered, turning on his heel and walking out.

***

EPOV

"So why aren't we in there?" Jacob repeated, causing Alice to sigh in an exasperated manner.

"What can we do, Jacob?"

"I can think of a few things I'd-"

"Jacob we'd all get kicked out of this place, told never to return and then Bella would be stuck with them all alone," Emmett explained. I didn't think I would ever get used to him being the voice of reason. Jacob and I were both seeing red, but he at least could look at the situation rationally.

There was a loud bang from downstairs. I jumped up and so did Emmett – he held my shoulders and steered me to the bed. Rosalie quickly dashed out of the room, ignoring Emmett's protests.

She was gone for only a minute when Jacob called us over to the window he was looking out of. I stopped my furious pacing and joined him along with everyone else. Carlisle and Jasper were getting into my Volvo. I watched, seething as they drove away and then I sprinted over to the office, but Bella and Rosalie were nowhere to be seen. Bella's chair was overturned.

"If they hurt her..." Alice's voice was in my ear, and she was on the brink of tears again. I reached back and took her hand, just staring at the legs of the chair my Bella would have been sitting in only moments before.

"I'll find them," Jacob murmured, quickly turning around and heading upstairs again, calling Bella's name.

***

BPOV

When Rosalie found me I was still on the floor. Without saying anything, she helped me up and took me into the laundry.

"They won't find us here," she said softly, and for a moment I was scared. Why wouldn't she want anyone to find us? But then she wet a towel and pressed it to my lip. She brushed my hair back and tied it with her own hair tie. "Was it my brother?" she asked, and it took me a second to realise she was talking about Jasper. I had forgotten that they were twins because they were so different and Carlisle had told me that twins were the same. Kind of. But not.

"No, it was Carlisle," I answered, knowing she meant to ask who had hit me. She only nodded. We sat in silence for a little while, with her just pressing that cool cloth to my lip. It felt nice and I wasn't sure why she was doing this for me. I thought she didn't like me.

"Bella, I'm sorry I haven't been the nicest person to you," she began, answering my thoughts. "It's really only because it was so easy for you to be here when it was so hard for everyone else. Do you understand?"

I shook my head. Nothing about that made any sense at all. Rosalie sighed and wiped away some more of the blood from my chin.

"You know that Esme and Carlisle aren't their real parents, right?"

"Right."

"Well, when they moved here... all of them found it really hard to fit in and adjust... to get used to one another, you know?" she continued. I nodded. That sounded like how I felt. "Especially for Emmett," she went on. "When Emmett lived with his parents, they used to beat him up. Did you know that? They used to beat him so bad that he could barely walk. Then one day he was camping with them, and a bear came close to their tent and his parents took off. Just left him there. He thought he was going to die! But the bear, by some miracle, didn't even notice him. And he ran and ran and ran as fast as his bruised little legs would take him and then.... well, you know the rest," she shrugged. I had no idea that Emmett had been beaten up by his parents. I would be too scared to even try and hit him. Pouncing was different – pouncing, I was good at. "Anyway when he came here... he was so afraid of everything. And then with Alice and Edward... it was so hard for him. To be frightened of everything you're supposed to call home. That's why he works out, I think. To make sure he looks as big as that grizzly so that no one thinks to beat him ever again. That bear saved him... that's why we've called the bar the grizzly," she grinned. "But deep down we know he's a teddy, isn't he?" she laughed and I laughed too because Emmett didn't remind me of a grizzly bear at all! Rosalie was right; he was like one of those giant teddy bears you see on TV – the ones that boys win for their girlfriends at the carnival.

"So you didn't like me because it was hard for them but not for me?" I asked, still trying to grasp it all.

"I think that's the easiest way to explain it, yes," she nodded, frowning a little. "But for a while now I've been watching you and you struggle just like them. Only you don't let it show very much. You try to keep it all inside. But Bella if you ever feel scared or anything, you can talk to me okay? I promise I'll be here for you just like today... any time you need me."

She hugged me and I sobbed into her shoulder. I didn't want to let go of the new friend I had, but sooner rather than later we had to move because we could hear Alice screaming for us. It sounded like she was crying and we didn't want to make her upset.

"We should go," I suggested, sliding off the top of the washing machine. Rosalie held me in place.

"Hang on just one sec, I'm gonna cover up that cut for you," she said and she lead me quickly to the bathroom where she raided Alice's make-up to make sure my lip looked normal. As she did it, she urged me to stay quiet about being hit for at least a little while so that the boys didn't... 'go ballistic' is I think the term she used for it. She didn't want them to beat Carlisle up or be too mean to him otherwise none of them would be allowed to live here. That would mean I would be alone with him, which I definitely did not want.

When I looked normal again, aside from my 'puffy' eyes, we emerged from the bathroom found Alice.

"Oh thank god!" she cried, yanking me into a big hug. "Are you okay? Why weren't you two answering me?"

"Sorry," I mumbled, looking down at my feet. I wasn't very good at the whole lying thing so I left it to Rosalie to make a story up for us.

"We were just having a talk to make Bella feel better. And I needed to clear some things up with her," she winked and Alice nodded as if she understood that to mean something special. I admired Rosalie's talent. She was a pro at being dishonest. I learned that it wasn't all about telling lies, but about leaving out certain bits of the truth as well. In any case I knew who I would go to for lessons if I ever needed to lie about anything.

"Were they horrible to you?" Alice asked me and I looked to Rosalie. I didn't know whether or not to answer that truthfully.

"They were unreasonably harsh with her, but she doesn't want to talk about it. We didn't even talk about it, really, did we?"

"No," I answered, shaking my head. "I don't feel like talking right now, Alice. I just want my Edward. Where is he?" I asked, sad that he wasn't here to cuddle me and make me feel better in that special way that only he knew how to do.

"He got upset when we couldn't find you. He went into the woods."

***

EPOV

"Edward, just chill for a second!"

I could hear Jacob and Emmett coming up behind me, and I just wanted to be left the fuck alone. Or to be with Bella. Either way, they weren't part of the goddamn equation, and I was in a dangerously foul mood. Where the fuck was Rosalie? Why had she taken my Bella away at a time when I so desperately needed to see that she was okay? I groaned loudly – actually it was more like a roar than a groan – and kicked at a fallen branch. It barely moved and it actually hurt my foot. Great. Now I was turning into a complete pussy.

"Here, let me move that for ya, bro..." Emmett said in a tone that I supposed was meant to be soothing. He moved the branch well out of the way and found a moss-covered log to sit on. Jacob sat beside him while I paced around, too furious to stay still.

"I'll fucking kill anyone who harms a single hair on her fucking head. I swear to god, I will murder anyone who even so much as-"

"Chill, Edward," Jacob cut in, rolling his eyes a little. It was so easy for him to be calm – he had his little fuck-stick waiting back home ready to give him all the love and affection in the world. Bella was my best and only source of love and affection – she was the only one I wanted to give my love and affection to. "I'm sure they're inside somewhere."

"Why are they hiding, then?" I dropped to the ground and started stabbing at random leaves with a twig. In my mind they weren't leaves, but something far less pleasant than that.

"They're probably doing something girly... eating ice-cream straight from the tub and bitching about how nasty and evil boys are," Jacob suggested. I looked up at that, suddenly reminded about the previous night. Before I could do anything about it, my cheeks flushed a deep scarlet colour.

"Dude, are you blushing?" Emmett asked. I frowned and stabbed more vigorously. "What the fuck?" he laughed. "Are you worried she might be bitching about her precious Eht-waht?" I ignored him and Jacob both while they chuckled away at my expense without even really knowing what the fuck was on my mind in the first place. "Come on, man, she totally worships you."

"I think he worships her, too," Jacob teased, throwing a piece of leaf at me and missing by a very fucking long way.

"Shut up, Jacob," I mumbled, causing them to laugh harder as my blush grew deeper.

"What are you gonna do when she's all grown up and wants to start dating boys, huh?" Emmett asked, waggling his eyebrows in that moronic way that he always did. "You won't be the only man in her life for long, she's gonna be a hottie and you know it."

"Shut up."

"Emmett, maybe you shouldn't-"

"And she'll come home and it'll be like she's asking her dad to go on a date with a boy from school and you'll be staring him down, polishing your proverbial shotgun-"

"Shut. The fuck. Up."

"-and then she'll come crying to you when he dumps her and she'll be telling you how you're the only guy she can trust but you're all like 'woah, back up' because thinking of her that way is kinda just sick and dirty and wrong-"

"I SAID SHUT UP, EMMETT! JUST SHUT UP!" I yelled, leaping to my feet and launching my stick to the ground. I started pacing again while Emmett sat in bewildered silence and Jacob just shook his head.

"I knew it," he smirked, and I knew exactly what he was talking about so I just fucking scowled in his direction. "Hey whatever, dude. I don't care. I just think it's a little bit on the weird side."

"What's on the weird side?" Emmett asked. I ignored him.

"It's not even like that, Jacob."

"What's not like that?"

"Then tell me how it is, Edward, because I'm very curious as to how you can justify something like that."

"Something like what?"

"Shut up, Emmett. Look, it's just... different."

"How?" I dropped back down to the floor, Jacob passed around cigarettes.

"The way I feel about her... it's just like... have you ever wanted to be with someone so much that nothing else matters? Nothing at all. It's like she's my air, my water... she's like... she's just everything to me. I don't know how else to explain that and I know I sound like a big fucking pussy sitting here talking about love or whatever but that's what it is. And it has nothing to do with sex. I wouldn't even think-"

"Wait, are you talking about Bella?" Emmett asked, momentarily dropping his cigarette but hastily picking it back up.

"Of course he is, idiot. Go on, Edward."

"Just take my word on it that I don't have the ability to even think about taking advantage of her. She's innocent and naive and fragile and until she learns the important lessons that need to be learned I'm not going to be pursuing her in any way that could be deemed as inappropriate... anymore."

"Anymore?"

"Did you deflower my little sister?" Emmett boomed, standing red-faced and looking like he was about to rip my head off. At least he was being passionate about something... too bad it was about killing me rather than Carlisle or Jasper.

"No!" I responded quickly, motioning for him to sit back down. "She told me that she loved me the most out of everyone in the entire world... then she asked me to kiss her. How was I supposed to say no to that?" I explained, sighing and feeling sicker the more I thought about it.

"So you made out with her?" Jacob asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"No it was just like... a prolonged peck on the lips."

"Prolonged?"

"I dunno... it lasted a few seconds."

They both looked at me, then looked at each other, then back at me, then back at each other. To anyone else it would have been like watching a very boring tennis match.

"Well... you're not gonna do it again, right?"

"No. My problem is stopping her from doing it."

Emmett burst into laughter at that and then went into insane descriptions of awkward moments where Bella might try to kiss me. I kept glancing behind me, hoping to hear bubbles and chimes through the trees so I knew it was okay for me to go home. I didn't want to go back there without her.

"I wonder if she even knows what making out is..." Emmett pondered.

"Thanks to you and Rose she does. She saw the two of you doing it."

"Did she want a demonstration from her love muffin?"

"Fuck off."

"Edward?"

It was Rosalie's voice. I had never been happier to hear it.

"Over here!" I called back, getting to my feet and heading in the general direction of the noise. Seconds later, Bella flew into my chest. I cursed at the force of the impact, immediately holding her close and burying my head in her hair. Rosalie smiled fondly at her before taking Emmett's hand and leading him back home. She would tell him everything, no doubt. I felt my shirt grow wet and I knew she was crying. "I'm here," I assured her. "I'm gonna make it better for you, Bella. No matter what it is that needs fixing, I'll take care of it," I swore, my fingers playing loosely in the ends of her hair. She sniffled and wiped her nose on me, which was kinda gross I have to admit, but whatever.

"They asked me all these questions and I had these sticky white dots-" she began and I stopped her right there.

"They made you take a lie detector test?"

"I don't know what it is. There was a machine making scribbles and Carlisle said it would tell him if my answers were right."

"What did they ask you, baby Bells?" Jacob asked, having come up behind her, holding onto her shoulder.

"Stupid questions that I don't know the answer to. Stuff about myself that I don't know. Stuff about before I lived with you. Carlisle yelled at me and punched the table," she mumbled, leaning against my chest and holding onto me tighter. I had a feeling there was more to it than that, but I would question her later when we were alone.

"How about I go get us some gummi bears and we can have a fun day?" Jacob suggested and Bella nodded , still hiding in my shirt and clinging to me. I hoisted her up by her waist and she wrapped her little legs around me so I could walk us home. As the leaves crunched under my feet and she played with my neck hair, I was brought back to that first day once more. I held her closer still, and she pressed tiny kisses to the spot on my collarbone where her lips were resting. She twisted her head to whisper in my ear.

"Don't let them get me."