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6. Closure and Mysteries

Epov:

I arrived home just in time. Carlisle's black Mercedes was already parked in the garage. As I entered the kitchen Carlisle was reading a newspaper and Esme was just about to take the Macaroni and cheese out of the oven.

"Edward great you're right on time, will you please set the table?" I nodded.

"I told you I'll be here. How was your first day at work Carlisle?" He looked up smiling.

"Interesting, I had only one patient in casualties. A four year old boy, that swallowed a crayon whole. During rounds I only had I elderly woman with stomach flew. It's going to take some time getting used to being a small town doctor."

I looked up from the dining room table, "You're the one that wanted to move here."

He stood up and took his plate from the counter following Esme to the table. I loved this house it was so open on the bottom floor. Open planned kitchen, living room and dining room. Upstairs we had the rooms and bathrooms.

"I know, I like it here but I caught myself three times this morning wishing for a train or car accident. Just to feel useful, does that make me a bad person?" Carlisle asked while he and Esme sat down.

"No just a big shot doctor from Chicago. It's a good thing Forks doesn't have any trains." I said while Esme chuckled silently. We ate in silence for awhile everyone busy with their own thoughts. "Esme, do you know if there's a good book store in town?" I asked breaking the comfortable silence.

"There's a bookstore but I don't think you'll find anything you're interested in there, unless you've developed a sudden interest in legends and alternative healing. You'll have to drive to Port Angeles to do some book hunting." I sighed, I loved to read. My memories could not haunt me when I was in a different universe.

"Ok, I'll drive to Port Angeles this weekend. Maybe catch a movie." They both nodded.

"Edward can you take my car? I've wanted to change the tires for some time now and I'm on call this weekend." Carlisle asked.

"Sure, trusting me with your car now?" He looked at me with a stern face.

"You so much as get a scratch on it and I'll drive your Volvo into the nearest lake." Esme laughed I just grinned.

After dinner I cleared the table and headed for my hammock outside in the garden. It was near the river that ran close to the house. As I listened to the nightly choir of birds, insects and the flow of water I forced myself to remember the day Victoria came to see me after her little mishap. Maybe if I had some closure this certain memory wouldn't haunt me anymore.

Flashback

It was two days after I caught James and Victoria together. I was watching a rerun of 'Charmed' (yes I know guys don't watch 'Charmed' but come on 'Alyssa Milano' and 'Rose McGowan' was hot). The program was just getting to the part where they figure everything out when my mother came into the living room.

"You have a visitor. She's waiting for you in the garden." I stood up and as I passed Esme in the doorway she grabbed my shoulder. "Don't listen to her soppy story...please." Her green eyes were burning bright with anger. I smiled at her bending to kiss her soft warm cheek. She smelled like flowers and dirt, she worked in the garden (again) all morning, removing nonexistent weeds.

"Don't worry mom, I won't" I walked passed her to the garden.

Victoria sat on our usual bench in the furthest part of the garden. She stood up as I reached her as if to give me a hug. I stopped in front of her folding my arms.

"Just say what you came here to say Victoria." I said to her calmly, it had a better effect than screaming, which is what she probably deserved.

"Edward it's not what you think..."

"Oh please Victoria; you slept with James every Friday for the last five months how is that not what it seems?" I asked interrupting her, disgust showing in every part of my body.

"You know? How did you know?" She asked sitting down again.

"Victoria I never insulted your intelligence, don't insult mine. Just tell me why? Why did you always tell me how much you loved me while you slept with my best friend behind my back?"

She looked at her feet. "Because you never wanted too and James was al to willing. It was like business. You were the person I could tell anything to and have a relationship with while James was the person who took care of my... needs. It's not my fault you're so old fashioned." She looked at me pleading for understanding.

"You call sleeping with James business? I hate to think what that makes you." She looked like someone just gave her a slap. She stood up and came to stand in front of me.

"James means nothing to me. I'll go to the end of the earth for you Edward." I looked at her and remembered the last time I saw her. I fought against the vomit that was pushing up my throat.

"Will you stay there?" I asked while I turned around and walked away from her, cutting her out of my life.

Present time

I stood up from the hammock and walked to my room. I changed the CD from 'Greenday' to 'Linken Park' and went to bed. Just before I fell asleep I remembered Bella's words again.

"There's always something, if you're willing to find it." That night I dreamt about big chocolate eyes and strawberry flavored hair.

My cell phone alarm went of, it was set with a song from 'The Cranberries Just my imagination' I groaned. I listened to the song; it seemed too much effort to turn it of. I finally got up as the song ended and took a shower. I felt refreshed as I grabbed my school bag and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. Carlisle was making some toaster pastries.

"Morning, sleep well?" I asked as I dumped my bag and stole one of his pastries.

"Yes like a baby, hey that's mine." He said as he tried to spear my hand with a fork.

"Now doctor Cullen. I know you don't have enough casualty cases but spearing me with a fork counts as attempted murder." He just laughed putting another pastry into the toaster. I noticed it was raining outside and wondered if Bella would be driving her bike today. I frowned since when did Isabella become Bella.

"So what's on the menu tonight?" Carlisle asked. We took turns making dinner. It was one of Esme's family bonding ideas.

I thought for a moment. "We'll be having steak, potatoes and salad." I said and Carlisle's eyes brightened.

"You know just how to make a person hurry home from work. Right now I have to hurry to work, thanks to a certain pastry thief." I grinned taking another bite from the pastry and waved as he left. After breakfast I finished up and left for school.

There was about twenty minutes left before school started as I pulled into the lot. I looked over to the head office searching for the white and blue bike. It wasn't there, I searched the rest of the lot but there was no bike to be found. I felt relieved maybe she was smart and drove a car to school. My stomach tied in a knot as I considered the alternative, what if she didn't? What if she crashed somewhere?

"Why does it even matter?" I asked aloud to myself. "Because it's small fragile Bella." That small irritating voice in the back of me head answered.

As I got out of my car a glimpse of yellow caught my eye. Bella was sitting in the passenger seat of the yellow Porsche I saw yesterday. The driver was a small girl with black hair that was spiked in every direction. I felt my whole body relax, I must have tensed every muscle in my body as I worried about Bella. Angry at myself I walked of to class not even glancing back at the two in the Porsche.

Classes passed in a blur, during first period I took out my small notebook. In it were my rules, five small rules I lived by. Now I was going to have to add some more.

1. Don't talk to students.

2. Don't form a friendship with any student.

3. Don't depend on any student.

4. If talked too by a student, ignore them.

5. DON'T FALL IN LOVE.

6. Don't talk, look or think about ISABELLA SWAN.

7. DON'T LOOK INTO ISABELLA SWAN'S BEAUTIFUL CHOCOLATE EYES.

I sat in my car during lunch, listening to 'Nickleback'. About ten minutes before lunch was over I headed for the Biology classroom. Nobody was there yet so I went to my and Bella's table and sat down. I took out my books and stared out the window as students began entering the classroom. Her strawberry shampoo reached me before she reached the table. Don't look at her, don't look at her. Shit my eyes wouldn't listen to my brain and I quickly glanced at her. She seemed happy about something. I looked out the window again.

I heard her chair scrape against the linoleum as she sat down but I didn't look up. I heard her bag click open as she got out her books. Why was she so happy? Don't say anything, don't say anything. Shit once again a part of my body wouldn't listen to my brain.

"Hello Bella how's your day so far?" I looked at her and my still not listening to my brain mouth smiled a big wide smile at her showing of some teeth.

"Busy, Alice slept in so we were a bit rushed for time." Alice? Who was Alice? Just then our teacher walked in, instructing us to finish our sketches.

"Who is Alice?" I asked starting to work on my sketch pretending I wasn't really interested in the answer.

"Alice is my sister." She answered also starting on her sketch. Of course, Alice must be the spiky black haired pixie in the Porsche.

"Do you have other siblings?" I asked, shit, shit, shit what happened to my rules.

"No, but Emmett and Jasper are like the big brothers I never had. Jasper is Alice's boyfriend. Rosalie is his twin sister and my and Alice's best friend. Emmett is her boyfriend and Jasper's best friend." She added before I could ask. Sounds nice, she spoke about her friends as if they were her family. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?" I stiffened, my whole body was tense. Visions flashed before my eyes.

Alexander's body lay on the floor covered in blood, my mother screaming in the doorway of his room, my father standing frozen in the middle of the room as white as snow. These images flashed before my eyes over and over again.

"I'm sorry; you don't have to answer if you don't want to." Her voice broke through the visions. I didn't know I was balling my fists so tightly until I felt my nails biting into the flesh of my palms. It's not her fault. She doesn't know you're adopted. You're the one who asked her questions. Naturally se will ask some of her own. I relaxed my fists and started on my sketch again concentrating on breathing. I relaxed more and more with every strawberry filled breath I took. By the time my sketch was finished I was tranquil again.

To show her I wasn't angry at her I answered her question.

"I had a brother. Alexander. He was two years older than me." I looked at her beautiful eyes waiting for the visions to begin again. There was no visions, I could feel them nagging at my brain but as I stared into her chocolate brown eyes, I did not let them in. Instead I just drowned in her eyes. The bell rang waking me from me dreamy haze. I started to gather my books.

"Have a nice day Bella" I greeted her, what was going threw her mind? She was probably thinking I'm a freak.

"The same to you" I heard her late reply. I nodded to show her I heard before I walked out the door.

A/N Another late night. It's almost midnight. Ok so now you know what happened after Edward caught Victoria and James. You know what Edward's rules are and you know he had a brother.