Chapter-2

BPOV:

I quickly got dressed, and fixed my hair. I couldn't be more nervous about this day. What Edward told me last night, or rather this morning, caught my attention. I could see us becoming very close, and I hoped we would.

After I was ready, I walked out the door, to find Alice standing their smiling. "Ready for school Bella?" She asked, enthusiastically.

I nodded, unwillingly. "Kay, lets go!" She pulled me down the large staircase, and out the door, before I could blink.

She pulled me into her yellow Porsche, and I saw Edward smile at me as he stepped into his Volvo. "Carlisle said, he's in the process of getting a car for you," She smiled as she pulled out of the driveway. "That's not really necessary." I said, and she just giggled. It wasn't necessary. Who knows how long I'd be here anyway…

"Oh, and don't be nervous, it's a small school." She smiled, "Carlisle had all of your classes arranged with either Edward or I." Oh, great…Edward in every class of mine…it had it's props.

We pulled up to a rather small school for it to be called, a high school, and Edward pulled in right next to us. I took a deep breath and stepped out. Edward, standing their in all his glory, was leaning against his car, smiling, breathtakingly at me.

I tried not to stare, as we walked into the school together. Alice, handed me my schedule, and my first class appeared to be English. My best class.

Alice departed ways with Jasper as the bell rang, and Edward directed me to the class. I couldn't help but notice the stares of the kids around me as I walked next to Edward. I heard snide comments like: "Joy! Their's another one of them now."

We walked into the classroom, and it was a pale white color. The windows looked like they've been there for years on end. The teacher was nice, and let me sit next to Edward. To which, I happily accepted.

Edward began too tell me about the class, and how honestly easy it was. Most of the books, I had already read when I was younger.

Threw my classes, they began to switch from Alice to Edward, and every time Alice would leave, and Edward would enter, I couldn't help but feel butterflies in my stomach.

Lunch came, and Alice excitedly held my hand along with Jasper on the other side, as she led us threw the small crowds. We sat at a smallish round table, and Rosalie, and Emmett were already there. Edward sat down next to me, not much long after.

Emmett was telling me a joke, when I felt something on my head, and going down my face. I heard laughing off in the distance, and a couple gasps. My mouth fell open, and I put my hand up to see what was clearly dumped on my head.

And of course it had to be milk. I turned to see who did this, and a girl stood there, holding an empty milk carton. She leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Welcome to Forks, Cullen." I jumped from my seat and to the nearest restroom. I could hear the shouts and rants from Alice and Edward.

I walked into the bathroom and took a look in the mirror. My eyes were red from crying on the way in here. My hair smelt like milk, and looked a mess.

I got the milk out, and fixed myself. I sighed, and looked at the mirror. Who am I kidding? I don't belong here…I don't belong anywhere…

I walked out the door, and into the lonely hallway. I heard distant foot steps, and my name being called.

The velvet honey voice that had called my names, arms were now wrapped around me. "Bella, are you okay?" I looked up at him, and his beautiful green eyes caught me.

I sighed and shook my head. "I don't belong here Edward. I don't belong anywhere." I repeated. He shook his head, "Don't say that Bella…" He whispered slowly.

Stop pretending like you care…I thought bluntly. No one cared about me. No one did. Not even Edward.

"C'mon Bella." He said taking my arm, and lightly pulling me down the hallway. We appeared outside, and next to his Volvo. He opened the door, for me, and I got in without a word. He went around to the drivers side, and got in, starting the car.

The drive was quiet until he spoke, "Lauren's an idiot, don't pay any attention to her." He mumbled. I shook my head, how was I not? She hated me for some odd reason.

"It doesn't matter." I looked out the window. "Bella, why do you hate yourself so much?" He asked in disbelief. "Edward…" Might as well tell him the truth. "I know you know what it's like to live this way." I looked at him, he sighed, "That gives no reason for all this self loathing." He shook his head in disgust.

"Why do you care?"

He parked the car in front of the house, and looked at me. "Bella, you can't be serious." I nodded, "I am. No one cares about me." I said honestly. "We do. We all do," I saw nothing but passion in his dark green eyes.

"Your life is hard; I understand that. So is mine." I looked back to him, "Your not going anywhere." He promised. I looked down, and put my face in my hands. I started sobbing, and I felt his arms go around me. I wanted to scream, 'Just give up. I'm useless,' But I know I'd get another lecture.

His arms disappeared from around me, and my door opened. He stuck out his hand, and I hesitantly took it. We walked into the house, and Esme asked why we were back so early. "Something happened at school," Edward mumbled. She nodded, but still looked very curious. Edward walked up the stairs, and so did I, thinking he wanted me to follow.

He walked into his room, and looked back to me. He held the door, open and I walked in. The mystery of his room was brought onto me. It had glass windows for walls, and a big brass bed in the center. He had a couch, and a large screen TV. He had a zillion CD's.

I turned to him. He was biting his lip nervously. "Bella, I know what happened in your life. You've told me." I nodded, understanding. "I want you here." He told me. Was this a lie? Should I trust him? They all say that every now and than…

"Thanks." I said. What else was I supposed to say? I know you don't care about me so stop lying?

I walked out of the room, and into mine, shutting the door. I walked to my bed, and laid on it facedown. My tears started leaking out of my eyes, as I curled up into a ball. I really wanted to believe Edward. I wanted too, but I didn't have the gut too. Everyone, every family, that I've had, has been nice to me, until the week was over.

I hadn't slept in months and it was starting to effect me. My eye lids fell heavily, and my door squeaked open. It was Edward.

"I'm sorry Bella." He said as I yawned, sitting up. "For what Edward?" He had nothing too be sorry for. "I'm being an asshole." he smirked, sitting next to me. "No your not, I'm just inconsiderate."

He sighed, and I yawned again. "You should get some sleep." He said softly. "Would you like me to wake up screaming?" I asked bluntly. "I'll be here."

I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Your going to watch me sleep?" I asked, he shrugged. "If it helps you sleep, I'll just sit here." He pointed to a chair on the opposite wall.

"It's fine." I said as I laid down, and closed my eyes. I felt him sit next to me, and I quickly fell asleep from exhaustion.

I woke from the startling alarm. I glanced at the clock and it said it was 7:00am. I slept for nineteen hours? Holy shit, it's like I was in a deep coma. I went to get up, but was held down. I slowly glanced to my left to see Edward laying next to me, with his arm around me.

I felt panic struck threw me. What happened? Why is he sleeping here next to me? Why didn't I have nightmares last night?

I felt fully refreshed, and awake. I felt better than I had in years. I picked Edward's arm off of mine and it fell back to the mattress. I stood up, as he stirred awake.

He blinked at me a couple times as I stared at him in shock. He was suddenly alert and jumped out of the bed, running a hand threw his hair.

"Uhm…" I was at a loss for words. "Did you sleep last night?" He asked in disbelief. "Like a rock." Still at a loss for words. I actually slept last night, and nightmare free, which I hadn't done in years.

"So did I." He said. "I swear, I just, fell asleep!" He held his hands up in surrender. I sighed, and sat back down on the bed. "I believe you, it's the fact that I actually slept last night, that I can't believe." I muttered.

"Neither can I. You don't think…?" He trailed off, his green eyes suspicious. "Edward, what are you getting at?" I asked.

"I'm thinking, that when we were sleeping next to each other we, actually slept nightmare free." I scoffed. Was he serious. "Edward, I barley know you." I said, standing up.

"Than lets try to sleep in our beds tonight. Prove me wrong." What was he getting at. "And if we can't sleep; you'll be right, but what are you suggesting?"

"It was just a suggestion," He mumbled willingly. I sighed again. "Fine," I walked out of the room, heading for the shower.

I came out dressed, and confused. What If he was right? What am I saying? We barley know each other, and I'm his foster sister!

I groaned as I grabbed my bag, and Alice met me at the bottom of the stairs. "Don't worry Bella, today will be better, plus it's Friday!" She giggled happily, and I just shook my head. You have no idea, how happy that makes me…

We raced to my second day of school, and parked in the same spot as yesterday. Edward parked next to us, along with Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper in Emmett's huge jeep.

I sighed, and stepped out of the car. Walking into the death zone.

The school day was semi-okay. It ended with an agony of Gym, but I was somehow okay with that, maybe it was because I had so much energy. I was somewhat nervous to go 'home' today. I couldn't figure out why, but I was.

When we went back home, Esme greeted us, asking about our day. I replied with good, and Alice said 'Fabulous!'

Edward didn't really speak to me, but he did steal a glance every now and than. Dinner was delicious as usual, and we excused ourselves to do homework.

I sat on my bed, trying to figure out the square root of pie, when Edward walked in. "Why haven't you talked to me all day?" I blurted. He smirked, "Bella, I thought you were mad at me."

He looked serious now. "I'm not, I was just curious about that whole, sleeping issue." I glanced at the door. "Will you try it? Sleeping by ourselves I mean?"

"I think I can handle it." I smirked. He gave me that damn crooked smile, and I felt dazed.

He walked out, and I put my books away, seeing it getting dark. I haven't attempted to sleep in a while, but I changed into my pajamas, which consisted of a black tank top, and pink plaid shorts. I sighed, and shut off my light, climbing into bed.

I laid there for what felt like hours, until I drifted off.

I sat in that dark room, what felt like hours, not if, days. The door creaked open, and he smiled wickedly at me. "Let's go Isabella." He snarled with fury. He grabbed my arm, with such force, I knew it'd leave a bruise. He threw me out of the room, and hit me across the face. It stung, but I bit my tongue, hiding my snide comment. Did fathers do this to their twelve year old daughters? I didn't think so…

"We don't want you; no one does!" He said as he and my mom drove off, leaving me in the middle of nowhere.

I woke up crying. I hated that dream, I had every time I tried to sleep. I glanced at the clock, and it said 2:23am. A desperate sob broke threw my chest, as I climbed out of the bed, and out the door. I bit my lip, as I opened the white door at the end of the hall.

I opened it to see Edward sitting on his bed with bloodshot eyes. He'd been crying, just like I had. "It didn't work, I was right." He said, his voice breaking.