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Song choice cause this is what Edward wants to think of Bella but he's being lied to as well.

"Daddy's little girl
Doesn't like the way I talk
She's a spoiled little girl
Gonna have to cut her off
Because that's the way it goes
With a spoiled little girl"

Quietdrive: Daddy's Little Girl

EPOV

I had been watching her for the last half an hour firing arrows at a target; she was firing over and over again not because she was missing in fact I had no clue why she was shooting arrows. She was hitting the target exactly in the middle, what I had noticed was eventually that board was going to be chopped in half from how hard she was shooting them. There was a loud crash every time the arrowhead made contact with the board.

Bella's face had a look of frustration on it well whatever was bothering her would have to wait, I had some questions to ask.

I had to know why this war started, yesterdays fight had struck a cord and ever since then it's been playing my mind. I didn't actually know anything, I'm sure Bella knew more than she was letting on I would have to trick it out of her.

I opened the window and jumped down in time with the arrow hitting the board, Bella didn't look over so I guess she hadn't heard me.

Perfect.

BPOV

I lifted the bow up and lined it up; I let the arrow fling forward fast and waited for the impact. I turned my head to the floor and continued waiting for the bang, nothing. I looked up they're standing opposite me holding my arrow was Edward Cullen.

"I'm faster than your arrow," he laughed.

I ran quickly up to him and snatched it back, "What do you want now?"

I turned back around and started walking towards my standing point.

"Practise," he called.

Great I had jumped to conclusions again and thought he was pestering me for no reason, "Fine."

Edward walked over to me and took the arrow from my hand he started to twist it around so it spun quickly in circles. I caught it from him, "Not that that's not fun to watch but can we move along."

"Sure thing teach me."

" First show me how you shoot an arrow."

He took the bow and arrow and shot it straight into the centre of the bullseye, "What do you need my help for?"

He smiled at me, "Shooting arrows I don't but there is something else I wanted to ask you. Is that ok?"

"Depends of the question."

"It's off topic but I think you'll be able to handle it."

"Ask away."

"What do you know about the beginning of the war."

I fiddled with my hair before walking over to one of the trees and leaning against it, "Same as you do."

"Which is?"

He had a reason for these questions I just didn't know what, "Why do you want to know?"

"I want to know if I'm being lied too."

I checked his face again he was deadly serious, "You don't like being lied to do you?"

"No, are you going to help me?"

"I shouldn't."

Edward turned away to leave, my insides lurched I didn't want him to leave me. I ran quickly and grabbed his shoulder tightly to stop him, he jerked but stopped.

"I'll tell you what you need to know."

"Why?"

"Because I know what it's like to be lied to and I don't like it either. Ask away?"

He smiled at me but his eyes were guarded still, he didn't trust me but then again he shouldn't I was the supposed enemy.

"What did your father tell you about the war?"

"It was your families fault."

"Why?"

"No reason," I ran my fingers through my hair. "It just was."

"Odd, what did your mother-?"

I stopped him, "Can I ask you questions too?"

He paused for a few minutes, "Might as well. What do you want to know?"

"Well erh…I didn't expect you to say yes?" I scratched my neck.

"Why not?" he looked puzzled. "You have every right as me to want to know the truth."

"Your Edward Cullen."

"Is that a reason?"

"I was told you were selfish."

"I was told you were daddy's little girl, looks like we were both told wrong."

"Anyways what did your father tell you about the war? About me? About my parents?"

"One at a time," he laughed. "First point he told me your father betrayed him, planned to kill him or something. He was very vague; second he said you were like your father in everyway. A splitting image if he had been a girl and third that your parents were liars."

"Erm thanks?"

"That's three questions, I get the next few. It's only fair, right?"

"Go on then."

"What did your mother tell you?"

"What makes you think what my mother told me was any different to my father?"

"I'm asking the questions and besides she is the exact opposite to your father. She reminds me of you."

"Thanks, well she told me different all right."

"Care to elaborate," he asked.

"I'm getting there," I laughed. "Well would you believe it she told me what I think is the truth?

I took a deep breath before continuing, " Our parents were friends, best friends I think."

Edward laughed, "No offence but are you serious?"

"Yep and there's more, our fathers were fighting on the same side in the vampire VS werewolf war. When the vampires won your father and mine decided to join together. They thought they were going to take on the world."

"I don't get it how could two best friends hate each other so much now?"

I turned and looked him directly in the eye, "Greed, jealously and suspicion."

"They can destroy the strongest man."

"That's what happened."

"Wait, what are you not telling me?"

"The rest is personal, if you mom is like what my mom told me she'll tell you all you need to know."

Edward got up, "Thanks," he began to walk away.

"That's it you use me for information and leave me standing here?"

"What else am I supposed to do?"

"Tell me things?"

"You seems to know more than me already so your not missing anything."

He continued walking away.

"Why are you doing this?" I called.

"I'm a Cullen you're a Swan our families hate each other."

"Hate is a strong word."

"It's the perfect word for this situation."

"Why?"

"It's better in the long run if you just stay away, for both of us. I'll do the same."

He turned away from me, I swear I saw Edward's face show complete agony, but it was gone. He took of running into the house. I stayed there and waited for what I don't know.

Why did I feel this way? Why?

EPOV

"Send this to my mother and send this to my father, tell them I'm coming home for a visit."

"Yes sir."

"Leave me."

The doors swung open that would arrive tonight and by tomorrow I could go home. I wasn't done here I was coming back.

First things first I wanted answers and my mother was going to give me some.