a/n: WARNING – please read the a/n at the end please – it is important!

The Shadows Still Remain From Your Decent.

EPOV

In the kitchen, at my parents was them, Rosalie and myself.

They had questions – and they wanted answers.

"I just thought that you would back off." my dad sighed at his repeated line for the half a dozenth time that night. "Why not?"

I shrugged, I didn't know what made me ignore my fathers warnings but I didn't care. It had worked out for the good. I was right and he was wrong.

"Like you said, she's a nice girl." I told him his own words from Monday. I couldn't just give up on her, she deserved a chance. Even with their knowledge, I was still worried though.

"Just remember that, Edward. She's a girl." Rosalie dug at me with raised eyebrows. When would she see that this was me wanting to do good for someone. I was helping out a family friend. There wasn't anything sexual to it.

Well not if I could help it, at least.

Alice had dragged Bella upstairs with her and Jasper, getting caught up on all there missed months. Emmett even joined them, as much as it pissed off , Rosalie. Once again. Anything surrounding Bella pissed off Rosalie, even air.

"Rosalie, just...for once keep your mouth closed on something that has nothing to do with you." I snapped back, defending Bella. She was going to have a hard enough time of it without her adding fuel to the fire.

"I never heard you deny anything, Edward..." she checked me.

"That's because there is nothing to deny. It's only you that has the issue with Bella, here, even Emmett has snubbed you for Bella."

"He likes to play around with kids." she quipped back.

"She's hardly a kid, she's eighteen."

She smiled like the Cheshire cat, "Eighteen and legal, that sorta thing is it?" she bit again. Fuck she was being a total bitch tonight. I was actually struggling to remember any reason why I liked this girl in the first place, and I was trying to go with something else other than she was about to marry my brother.

Before I even had time to answer her, I had heard a scream coming from up the stairs. I panicked, instantly rushing out of the kitchen door and up the stairs.

Had Bella fallen asleep? It had sounded like the screams from the other night.

Reaching Alice's room I crashed through the door only to find Bella dangling over Emmett's shoulder, him holding her by the ankles.

She swiped at his ankles and I had to laugh at the attitude of a kitten she seemed to have right now, she was still strong, but she was relaxed and you could see her weakening with someone she obviously trusted.

"Will you help me?" she demanded at my feet as she tried to reach out and grab me.

I let her stable herself somewhat with her hands on my feet, and I reached forward, pulling her into me as she still dangled upside down.

Once she was secure in my arms I turned her around in my grip, so easy, she was as light as a feather.

I still had my tight secure arm around her when she looked back down at us once again, our contact.

Her cheeks blushed the sweetest pink and her eyes met mine once again. I placed her down on her feet with ease as she whispered out a thank you before swiping at her hair, trying to restore it back to normal.

I only smiled as she practically danced back to Alice's bed and taking a seat.

I wanted to stay, see her in this whole other light that Alice managed to give her. But it was Alice that gave it to her and perhaps it was only because she trusted her. If I was to stay, she might lose her glow, and I really didn't want that.

I backed up to the door heading for the continuing argument with Rosalie as Alice jumped to her feet.

"Where are you going, come in, close the door." she nodded to the huge block of white painted wood.

"I was..." I motioned to the door. "I'll stay." I told her giving up. I wanted to stay and see Alice too, I hadn't saw much of her when I lived in Chicago and I had really missed her. We always got on so well. All three of us did, I suppose. Alice was just a little different because she was a girl, she saw things a whole other way, well I assumed it was because she was a girl, but maybe that was just Alice. Alice was definitely something else.

I closed the door and shifted forward, standing at the foot of the bed. Emmett had stretched himself out in the couch beside the window and Alice sat down again and nestled herself in Jaspers arms on the bed. Bella still sat on the end of the bed.

"Sit down." she ordered. "You remind me of the chief." she huffed as she waved to the spot next to Bella.

Bella burst out laughing "Hey, that's my dad."

"I know, and I do love him, but sometimes..." she shook her head. I wondered if she had ever been asked things about Bella. Did he feel as lost as I did when it came to her? Or was he worried Bella would say things that she wasn't mean too.

"My dad's cool." she shrugged with a little smile. And that alone made me think that he did look after her, perhaps not pushing her with the help she needed, but he still cared for her.

"Yeh, that's cos he lets you off with murder." Alice laughed. I wondered if Bella had Charlie as wrapped round her finger as Alice had our own farther, perhaps even more so?

"Enough about the chief, I think we should go out and celebrate that you are home and we can be lovers once again." She joked about with a huge smile on her face practically climbing all over Alice.

"Get off..." Alice told her, playfully pushing her off her. "I've changed, I'm back to hetro." her tone was flat and factual but the smile on her face ruined it.

The way they touched one another was almost intimate but not sexual. It was weird, it was as if they were made for one another, but both were straight.

It was amusing to watch, how comfortable they were with one another. Bella had always seemed a little tense around me, even when I thought she was relaxed, going by this, she definitely wasn't.

"I think we should just stay in, I know how you like to celebrate." Alice rose an eyebrow in her direction and Bella's smile faltered.

"I...I just thought...I didn't mean..." she sighed and whatever way she liked to celebrate, she must have felt some shame over.

"I knew what you meant. I just think it's best we don't." Alice told her a little more seriously.

Bella's eyes glazed as she shifted uncomfortably on the bed. "I...I think I should go." Bella's voice trembled as she stood up.

"Aww, Bella, I didn't mean anything by it. Just I..." Alice sighed as she rubbed her face.

"It's fine." Bella told her as she fought on her trainers.

"No it's not. I want you here. I want to just hang out like this." Alice told her.

"Bells, don't go. It's nice to see you." Emmett tried to tell her, him obviously enjoying her company too.

"You too, Em. But I think its late-"

"Bella, it's seven o'clock." Alice told her flatly. Alice seemed a little pissed off to Bella's reaction.

"I wanna go home, I don't want to see you, okay." Bella shouted at Alice and I for one, was shocked at her sudden change in tone.

Alice stood up, quickly rising to Bella's level. "You don't want to go home, Charlie is fishing this weekend and you hate being alone."

"No I don't" Bella quickly corrected her.

"Yes you do, don't lie to me. You are still the same. I love you but I know all your tricks and I'm not letting it happen." Alice was calm and domineering. What was Bella's tricks? I was worried about that one.

"I'm going home." Bella told the floor as Emmett stood up and walked to her, wrapping his arms around her.

I felt a little jealous at the contact he had with her but she let him hold her and I knew that Bella's presence in this family was far greater than I had understood.

"Don't go, please. You know you can sleep in my old room any time you want to. Stay the night, get caught up with Alice..." He seemed so warm to her.

There was only a small sob form her as she shook her face into his chest. "Thank you, really, thank you. But I just want to go right now."

"Bella..." Alice quietly pleaded.

Bella pulled out from Emmett and reached for her jacket. "Alice, it's fine. I'll be okay. I just want to go home. I need a sleep." She gave a half hearted smile "Someone woke me up this morning." she was trying to be teasing but we could all sense that she couldn't manage it. She was hurt because Alice had been to sharp with her. "I'll see you tomorrow though, okay?" she tried again with the smile.

"Do you promise? Like really promise?" Alice sounded worried and it put my stomach in knots.

"Edward can you drive me?" She asked as she checked that she had everything on her.

"Yeh, sure." I told her.

"Edward, don't." Alice pleaded. "Bella, promise me now." her voice full of worry.

"Alice, she wants to go home. We can't keep her here, she's not a pet." I sighed. Was Alice being over dramatic or was she really worried about her.

I stood up walking to the door with Bella.

"Promise me." Alice demanded to Bella.

She quickly turned to her, walking up to her, wrapping her arms around Alice's frame. "I'll see you later, okay." she kissed her cheek before turning to the door and walking out the door.

"Bella..." Alice cried out to her once more but I could see her walking down the landing heading for the stairs.

"If anything happens to her, it's your fault, Edward." She called to me, desperation dripping from her words.

I ignored her call, following after Bella to drive her home.

"Hi mum..." she sighed a little into her mobile phone as she wiped a tear from her eye.

I tried to watch her but I was needing to watch the road. "I just wanted to talk to you. I have spent the day with Alice..." Bella glanced up to me before quickly dropping her gaze.

"I'm guessing you are busy but I'll see you soon, okay. I love you." she spoke into the phone before snapping it shut.

"Answer phone?" I asked as I jutted to the phone in her hand.

"Yeh," she nodded. "It's just hard with her being so far away, you know?" she asked very quietly.

"It must be, but it's good that you can talk to her." I tried tired to let her see the brighter picture, that least she was able to talk to her. "You going to Florida soon?" she had mention that she would see her soon.

"No, but I'll see my mum soon." I guessed that they would perhaps meet up half way.

Bella didn't seem like she wanted to talk and had been relatively silent the whole journey, she had only began to speak as she left a message for her mother.

"You know, why don't you just stay at mine?" I asked as Bella fidgeted with her hands once again. I had let Alice's words sink in and I was worried.

"I'm fine, Edward. You don't need to worry about me for Alice." Her eyes never met mine and as I pulled up outside her house I knew I had little time left to change her mind.

Putting on the hand break I quickly turned to her to try and use my time wisely. "Do it for me then?" I asked. I hoped it would be enough for her to understand that it would settle my mind.

"What, you want me to stay at your apartment, in your bed?" she looked up with a teasing smile and I hated her for turning trying to turn this into something else.

"You know what I mean?" I sighed trying not to give up on myself, or most importantly, Bella.

"Do you find me attractive?" she straightened her back out and gave her hair a little flip as if she was posing.

I ignored her attempt.

"I would like it if you stayed at mine, if Alice was worried about you." I told her mater of factly.

"Do you want to sleep with me? I could go and get that little skirt that Alice gave me." she winked.

Why was it any time someone tried to be serious, she would struggle to accept it. She had done it this morning too in the car when we had arrived at my parents.

"Bella, can we be serious for a minute? I thought you wanted me to try and help you?"

She laughed a little "Edward, I don't need help, but I'll come to yours if you want me too?"

Fuck, how the hell had she taken my words and managed to twist them like that. Was that what they were like to her, did she just think I was trying to pick her up? Use her? She knew that wasn't what I wanted though. We had fallen out about it only on Tuesday.

I ran a hand through my hair trying to gain some composure over her little twist. "I want to help you, you are welcome to stay at mine if you want me to help you." I told her directly, trying not to let my anger show.

"I don't want your help." she shrugged as her eyes looked down.

What was I going to do? Just tell her to get out my car?

She sat there for a few moments. I was too stunned to actually think of anything else. She was acting out here, she was like the Bella I had pulled out from the bar that night.

I looked at her and eventually she looked back up at me.

"So..?" She asked, her voice trying to be seductive.

"Get out the car." I ordered, pointing to her door.

Her face fell but she quickly scurried out the car, slamming the door closed behind her without another word.

I put the car into gear, heading for home but had only got a little distance when that knotted feeling in my gut got stronger.

What the hell was I thinking, I had just kicked her out my car when Alice was worried about her.

I turned in the road and headed back to Bella's house, I saw her bedroom light being turned on just as I pulled up across the street and waited.

I didn't know what I was waiting for but I just thought if she had saw that I came back that she would come out, come to me. I didn't know what was stopping me from going to her. Perhaps fear that she would see it as something else, that I wanted sex off her like she was seemingly offering me.

I sat there.

For three hours I sat there.

I saw no moment, nothing. The full time my stomach knotted more and more. I was a bundle of nerves and eventually I saw my hands tremble.

I shook like a leaf on a tree on a windy day. I couldn't seem to stop the tremors either, no matter how tight I gripped them into fists.

It was almost eleven when I gave up, I couldn't take it any more. I had to check on her.

Jumping out the car I quickly cut across the quiet street and knocked on the front door.

No answer.

I knocked again and fear pumped through me at remembering the last time I had found her in this situation.

I would be so mad at her if that was what she had done again – knocking back vodka to make her feel better.

I hated how she abused it and her body like she did.

I knocked again and I was giving her two minutes to answer. If she didn't, I was going in.

I watched the hands on my watch tick around the face of my watch, twice, all the time anticipating her opening the door to me.

There was no answer.

Trying the door, it was luckily, for me at least, unlocked. I opened it, letting myself in, heading straight to her bedroom where I just knew where she would be.

I knocked her bedroom door in case she was still awake, fully alert and I was about to give her a heart attack coming, storming into her room.

No answer – again.

Opening the door slowly, I could see her bare feet on the end of the bed, her heels pointing to the ceiling. Opening the door further I could see her in her underwear that she had left at mine, the time I had dragged her out of here and then threw her into the shower. I only recognised them because I had pulled them out from the washing machine only yesterday after we had forgotten about them and she took them from me this morning. On her top half was the top she had wore earlier, the same one as she had wore yesterday too.

Opening the door fully, I saw a half drank bottle of Jack Daniels in her hand. Had she drank half of it tonight?

Rushing over to her, I pulled it out of her hand as I quickly discarded it to her bedside cabinet without even looking.

I pushed at her shoulder but got no response and quickly sat on the edge of the bed to turn her around to face me.

Looking at her, she was passed out, her breaths were so faint it scared the hell out of me. How much had she drank. Was the JD all she had tonight. I panicked thinking she could have had more.

Her body was so cold and I didn't think there was any heating on in the house either.

I began to look for something for her to wear. She wasn't staying like this alone. I was taking her back to mine like I did last week.

I hated myself for letting Alice and Bella down, Alice knew this would happen, even Emmett knew. Why did I let her out of my car. I had a chance to keep her close, keep her out of her own harm. But I had let her down, I had done this to her.

Looking down at the floor there were empty blister packs all around, the ones that held medication.

Looking back up at Bella, I realized that she had taken them, her cold temperature, her quiet shallow breaths, she was shutting down. She was dying.

She was trying to fucking kill herself.

I dropped to the floor inspecting the backs of the packets.

They were all different, all forms of anti depressants.

Who the hell had issued these to her?

Reaching for my cell, I began to call for an ambulance. She was going to die if I didn't get her to a hospital soon.

I rushed back to the bed, wrapping her body up in her bed covers and pulling her into me.

"Just get here now." I shouted down the line. "I don't know how many she has taken but there is a lot of empty packets and she has mixed it with alcohol." I shouted at the woman on the other end of the phone.

I knew this wasn't her fault, it was mine. I just wanted someone to feel like shit too.

I hung up my phone and pulled Bella into me closer. Shuffling up on her bed, I nestled her between my legs, wrapping my arms around her, trying to get as much heat back into her as possible.

There wasn't a thing I could do.

I was a doctor but without anything on me, I couldn't help her. I was useless.

I had been so useless to her, I had let her get like this, even after I promised myself and her that things would get better.

I had gave up on her thinking she didn't want my help when it was the moment she needed it most.

I was so fucking useless.

If she wasn't to make it, I would never forgive myself, and neither would Alice.

I held on to her tight praying that she would get through this, that she would survive...

I clutched at her wrist feeling her pulse fade little by little, the beat getting slower and slower.

I wiped at a spot of water on her face, only realizing it came from me, that I was crying.

My chest felt so tight and the panic in me was making me feel so warm. I was sweating and I only hoped that it was helping Bella warm up.

Her pulse got so weak I knew I had to try and help her keep breathing, she wasn't doing a good enough job on her own.

Lifting her off me, I carefully placed her back down on to her bed, laying her down on her back. I checked her passage ways for the second time tonight, just in case. Pinching her nose I blew in her mouth, passing all my air to her.

I could see the rise of her chest and and it began to go back down with her own breaths but I gripped at my hands and began to push down on her, performing CPR to her.

I took another breath, passing it to her once again and once again, I pushed down on her chest, hoping I was helping her.

I kept at it.

I kept breathing for her, taking the are and forcing it into her, forcing it to circulate through her.

Eventually I heard someone at the door, a knock. I jumped to the window telling them to come straight up, opening the bedroom door so that they could find us.

I took one last breath for Bella and my hands trembled as I forced it through her.

A paramedic was behind me almost instantly, pushing me out the road with an oxygen mask.

"How long have you been giving her CPR?"

"Five minutes?" I shrugged, not really knowing. It had felt like a life time but I knew it hadn't been that long. It only felt like it. Since I had found her, everything had turned so slow.

"She's taken, prozac, tamazepam and trazodone. I'm thinking she got them illegally. I haven't saw prescriptions in her notes."

He looked at me confused as the other paramedic injected her with and intravenous line. "Are you her doctor?" he asked a little wearily.

I shook my head, "No, I work at County. She has drank half a bottle of Jack Daniels too, she was unconscious when I found her. She needs her stomach pumped as soon as she can."

I knew he would know what he was doing but it didn't make me feel any better.

They gave her a few doses of things and I just tried to focus on Bella, telling her not to worry that she would be okay, that I would really help her this time.

I had gotten distracted and assumed she was full of games, when in reality, she was probably testing me.

And I totally fucking failed.

I had failed her so badly.

Sitting in the uncomfortable plastic seat I wriggled about, looking for anyone to give me some kind of clue.

"Tanya?" I jumped to my feet, rushing to her side as she walked out of her room and down the hall. "What's happening, you have to give me something here."

"Edward...you came in with her, your a friend, and not the next of kin." she told me a little sharply, I had been begging her of details since I had arrived.

"Just something..." I begged again.

She smiled softly at me. "She's not to good, but just now, she's stable. I'm ordering dialysis to help her along a bit."

"Dialysis?" I almost freaked out, "Is she that bad?"

"She must have been like that for a good hour, Edward."

I swallowed hard thinking about all that time I had waisted, I had just sat outside in my car, watching her window and she was dying.

I felt so sick.

Rushing to the bathroom, I crashed down onto my knees before I began to throw up.

I let my stomach empty then let my head rest against the cool tile behind me.

Alice would never forgive me for this. Even if she was to survive.

I felt myself cry again and I loathed myself for being so feeble.

I wiped at my face and all I could picture was Bella with that mask marring her delicate pale face. She was so beautiful, and now she looked like she was dead. The image haunted me and I couldn't for the life of me shake it.

"Edward?" I heard Alice's voice call out from outside the cubical.

I knew she would be mad but I also knew she would put it aside until this was over; whatever way it would go.

I opened the door wider, not being locked, as I had swung it shut behind me in my rush.

"Edward..." she whispered out in pain, her shoulders dropped the moment her eyes landed on me.

"I'm sorry..." I felt more tears again and I wiped at my face hard. I was in agony but yet there was nothing wrong with me, not physically at least.

She rushed over to me, dropping to her knees just like I had, pulling me into her.

She pulled me against her, against her chest and I could hear her heart beat so strong and so fast; the exact opposite of how Bell's sounded.

It only caused more pain.

"I'm sorry, Alice. I'm so sorry." I gripped at her arm, not knowing what to do with them, or myself.

She sushed me as she stroked my arm, all the time holding on to me.

Here I was, falling apart, and it was my baby sister who was keeping me together. It should have been the other way around. It deserved to be the other way around. She deserved to be the one that was hurting the most, she deserved to be the one falling apart. But it was me, I was the one that couldn't hold it together. How was I ever to help Bella when I was so breakable.

"It isn't your fault. She does this. She...it doesn't matter, not now at least. Just don't blame yourself."

I pulled away form her, surprised. "But you said...you knew this was going to happen?" I didn't know if she knew it was going to happen or it was just a hunch.

"I thought she might do something, drinking...That's her speciality. I never thought she would do this, not after today?" Alice looked away and the sad look on her face made me think that she thought Bella didn't really love her, that when they could be friends, she did this.

"She's been stupid before, she's tried to kill herself but she's always been caught." she began to wipe at her face as her own tears began to spill. "I think this time it was for real though. If it wasn't for you, she would be dead."

"If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have been in the hospital."

It was true, if I ignored her games and only concentrated on the outcome, the fact that she was in my apartment and in front of me, safe, she wouldn't be here.

Alice never spoke, she knew it was true.

"Her dad's here. He only just arrived when we did. They won't let him see her either."

"I don't want to have to face him." I couldn't face him. I should have keep her out of harms way. This was my fault.

"You are going to need to, at some point. He wants to know what happened, and how it was you who found her."

"Shit. What am I going to do? He's going to fucking arrest me if I tell him I went into his house like that." I had just got my self into a shit load of trouble and the fact that I preformed CPR on her out of the hospital, I could lose my licence if something was to happen to her.

"He's not, Charlie is a good guy. He will be mad, but he will understand, but you have to be straight up and honest, if you lie to him at all he will know and...just be honest, keep yourself out of trouble."

"I'm already in trouble, Alice."

"No you're not, not really, not yet. Go out to him, be honest. I promise you."

I looked at her, how could she be so sure. Okay she did know Charlie personally, but this was a matter of profession as well as personal. He could fry my ass if he wanted too.

I stood up, walking out of the cubical and rinsing my mouth out in the sink.

Alice stood behind me the whole time, her watchful worried eyes like a hawks.

I turned to the door, opening it and closing it instantly.

"You forgot to walk through it." Alice told me with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"I can't face him. I can't do it." I was petrified to face him, knowing I could have prevented all this. If she was to die, how could I ever look at him.

"You need to." she piratically yelled at me. "Go out there and deal with the mess." She pointed over my shoulder. She could scare the shit out of you when she really put her back into it.

I sighed and admitted defeat.

Opening the door for the second time I walked through it, Alice following behind me.

Straight away I saw the chief, he stood there, half in his usual clothes and half his fishing gear.

He looked up at me suspiciously and I swallowed down the nervous feeling that plagued me once again.

"Chief Swan." I nodded.

"Edward Cullen?" he looked me up and down, no doubt sizing me up.

"Can I speak to you in private?"

I nodded as he jutted his head, indicating me to follow him.

We walked into a small room. A jail cell? Closing the door behind me, he walked up to me.

"What the hell has been going on behind my back?" he asked sharply.

I was blown away at his tone, his audacity in his tone to blame me. I could hear it as clear as day.

"Alice told me to tell you the truth so I will. After me and Bella's first little meeting, I found her in a bar in Port Anagles that weekend, the weekend you went fishing. I took her to mine because she begged me not to leave her alone in the house. That you were trying to punish her..?"

He grunted at my words and looked away, everything told me that Bella was telling the truth on that one.

"I dropped her home the next day...I got back to mine and I was unpacking, I went to unpack a box of alcohol when I noticed a bottle of vodka Bella had been wanting to open the night before was gone."

I sighed knowing that he really could beat my ass for this one. "I was pissed off, I went after her but there was no answer, I still wasn't happy so I tried the door and it was open. I found her just like I found her earlier but she had only half the vodka, I dressed her-"

"Wait, wait, wait...you dressed her? You touched my daughter – when she had no clothes on?"

I scrunched up my eyes in frustration. "She had underwear and a t-shirt on. I dressed her for taking her out the house. I wasn't getting off on it, I was worried she was going to start choking to fucking death, I wasn't thinking she would be an easy fucking target." I shouted at him.

"Hey, watch your tone and watch your language. Just remember who your talking too." he ordered.

Like I couldn't remember, like I could forget. The whole damn hospital was on it's tip toes as soon as he entered the building.

"I know who I'm talking to, I'm talking to Bella's father, someone that should be caring for there daughter a lot more than you're doing. This whole place does what you ask just in case you get them sacked."

"Excuse me?" he asked, clearly shocked that the reminder of his position did little to deter me.

"Your daughter is falling to pieces and you should have got her help when she needed it. You screwed her over. She has nightmares, she screams in the middle of the night, she is so afraid to sleep without alcohol or without sleeping in some strange guys bed."

"What the hell are you saying? Has she been sleeping in your bed?"

"She will go with whoever she can get a decent night sleep with. And yes she's been in my bed. Three times and I don't regret a single one of them because I let her have what she needed without taking advantage of her."

"You bastard."

"Yes I am," I practically roared. "Because apparently you're a bastard if you don't try to screw over the ones that need help. If I don't try to get her into my bed and screw her, I must be a bastard. I must be a total ass, the fact I sat up one night watching her, making sure she wasn't going to choke on her own vomit." I felt delirious with rage and I couldn't seem to stop myself.

"You don't have a clue what runs through your daughters mind." I wanted to tell him everything, about how I woke up to find her mouth around my dick, but he really didn't need to know that, and she didn't need any more shame brought to her.

"You think I don't know? You think I don't know what she's doing when she doesn't come home at night. You don't think I haven't watched over her after a day of her binge drinking. I have." he point at himself, shouting his words.

"I know exactly what she's been up to...except with you. That I never knew about."

"Why don't you talk to her about it, get her help." I shouted. It was like a brick wall.

"I have tried, she doesn't want it and...well, Bell's like me, not a big talker." he shrugged as if it was nothing.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You're not a big talker. That's why you have been avoiding the all of this. You could have saved her life."

"She isn't dead." he reminded me.

"No. Because I was there to save her. I was there to give her mouth to mouth. I breathed for her."

I sighed and kicked at a leg of a chair before sitting down on it. The room fell to a complete silence as both of us thought about what the other had said and of course we were both thinking about Bella.

Eventually I spoke. "You know I'm glad she has at least one person she thinks she can talk to..."

"Oh I'm sure you're so perfect, she must just love you making her drag all that up. No wonder she tried killing herself." He bit at me.

I wanted to hit him for it, he deserved that, that I had been the cause for this.

"She doesn't talk to me." I told him flatly. "She calls her mum."

He turned to look at me. "Renee?" he questioned.

"Yeh." I shrugged. "I'm guessing you didn't know they talked?" I asked a little surprised, raising an eyebrow to him.

He laughed a little, nothing with any humour in it.

"She calls her?" he asked again.

"Everyday, Bella told me. Surprised?" I answered back.

"Very." he nodded. "Her mum's dead."

a/n: Firstly – most importance – There has been a number of stories being pulled from FF so in fear of that I have been backing all mine up and I am in the middle of a relocation that where they will be safe.

I have set up my own web page and you can become a member – its easy and free – and I will be able to send you out a mail I was to be cut off from FF and tell you where to find the ends of my stories.

My FF page has a link on it to it. Please become a member and don't let FF win by cutting me short on my stories.

As for this chappy – did anyone see that one coming? Let me know what you think.

I have had total writers block – but for my reader reading Baby Blues there'' should be an update soon.

Oh Also there is a little tag of me on youtube on my account – 10 facts. Click on my YT link and watch it! Also the people who gave me questions – can you ask them again – I never took a note of them at the time and cant find them in my reviews – sorry!!!

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