Ok guys I'm sorry this one took so long (I wasn't at home last night).And the doct uplaoder was also freaking out so that took awhile too but i got it now. So thanks for all the reviews and also there is a minor Deathly Hallows Spoiler (it's marked and only like a sentence). But if you haven't read it and plan on it read w/ caution lol. So I don't own Twilight and I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Bpov

I picked up the plate, and was about to walk back into my room but then instead I walked into the room of someone I thought I never willingly would. Carefully carrying my plate I walked to Edward's room and knocked on his door. He opened it looking surprised- we all hated each other remember. Then he looked at me his expression changed rapidly first to disbelief, sorrow, repentance, anger and finally settled for confused and a little hurt.

"You come to throw that at me too? Though I would kind of deserve it" he said with an attempt at a smile. I shook my head.

"Can I come in?" I asked tentatively suddenly scared. He looked only more surprised but moved aside and ushered me in. That was when I realized he was in pajama bottoms-only pajama bottoms. My cheeks flared at his lack of shirt. I hoped he didn't notice. I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room and turned back to him.

He unlike me didn't seem bothered by the fact that he was shirtless. I rolled on my feet struggling for something to say, then looked down at the plate still in my hands.

"Thank you" I said quietly. He had been looking down as well but his head snapped up at that.

"Uhhh you're you're welcome" he said still clearly shocked. "Um sit? Yeah sit" he stumbled very clearly flustered as he gestured to the bed not seeming to consciously know it, but when he did his eyes snapped up back to my face "Not-not like that I didn't mean, I'm sorry it's stuff like that that makes you hate me isn't it?"

"I don't hate you" I whispered so quietly that I knew he didn't hear and then I accepted his invitation and folded my legs under me as I sat on the corner of his bed- hmm never though I'd be here.

"So…. Did you just come here to thank me or…." he trailed off.

"I don't want to fight" I said taking a bite of the stir fry. He clearly hadn't been expecting that. He blinked several times before finally sputtering

"Really?".

"Yes" I whispered. He didn't seem to know what to say, so he just stood there looking at me.

"Cool" he finally whispered "So we're friends now?" he asked slowly clearly not sure. I though about that for a minute.

"If you want to be my friend" I whispered, suddenly remembering his earlier comment. His face contorted into an expression of pain then he whispered softly.

"Yes of course I do". He came and sat beside me on the end of the bed. I scooted back away from him.

"Ok I think your having a misconception of what I meant when I said 'friends'" I said. He looked at me for a long moment and for a second I though he would say he had re-though the whole being friends thing but to my immense surprise he laughed. Really truly laughed.

"I don't get it" I mumbled feeling confused.

"I'm sorry Bella your just so….. So innocent did you know you're the first girl ever to say that? I think you might actually be the first non-slut I've ever even talked to" he said then went into another bout of laughter.

"Sorry" I murmured.

"Don't apologize I think it's great -I hate sluts"

"Then why do you….?" I trailed off.

"They're easier, cliché I know but also very true" he said. Then after he finally finished laughing looked at me and said "No Bella I just want to be friends too that's what I really need right now and I'd never ask you for anything more-I'd feel like I'd committed like the eighth deadly sin or something". I looked at him for a long moment then just shook my head and looked away.

"Ok so if we're gonna be friends tell me about yourself-the real you not the fake you that you show to everyone else because I really hope your not that personality-less" he said then added pointing to the plate I was still holding "Eat". I took a bite of the stir fry and slowly chewed it thinking of how to answer. I swallowed then said.

"Well I do actually really like books, but it's not because I feel like they enhance my GPA or make me look smart, I'll admit it I'm mostly hiding behind them. They make me feel safe, I love going into someone else's world and someone else's problems because then I don't have to face mine. I was one of the dorks waiting at midnight for Harry Potter in Port Angles, and I loved it because I felt like a part of something. I pretty terrified of most people, I love those stupid chic flicks, I actually got along with my parents. I never pretended to hate them, like everyone else. I pretty much took care of them and I loved them a lot." I said wincing at the past tense. "I've never had a boyfriend , I don't wear makeup because I'd probably poke my eye out I never had any pets because my mom was allergic, but I did manage to kill seven goldfish all whom I named Ariel after the little mermaid, I also have a bad habit of babbling like I think I'm doing right now so feel free to stop me anytime." I said and once again he laughed.

I put another fork full of stir fry in my mouth and chewed. Edward got up and crossed the room he picked up a tee shirt that was on his book shelf and pulled it off so that it revealed all 7 Harry Potters. I laughed at that.

"You hide them?" I asked incredulously. (I'd kept mine on a special shelf back home).

"Yeah no one knows I read them I always went in a Dementor costume so no one would no it was me" he said laughing.

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"Did you cry when Dobby died" he asked.

"Yes of courses I did I loved him so much!, What about Snape and Lilly?- I always knew he was good" I said smiling.

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And with that we talked plot analysis favorite characters and movie to books for an hour.

Finally I stopped it and said "You still haven't told me about you.". He turned away then looking at the floor.

"Ok umm well I really hate acting like this, I hate all the girls that I've ever slept with, they're shallow and slutty and materialistic, they think they're the best thing to ever appear on the face of the Earth. I just want a girl who acts like she's a real person, not a Barbie. I act like a player but I want to be one of those perfect boyfriends who loves his girl so much it hurts but ……I'm afraid -I hide too just like you. I loved my parents too but we fought not too much but a good amount. I've had 3 dogs a yorkie, a pug and a terrier.I hate cats too they're too furry." he said smiling.

I shook my head I couldn't believe I was here next to Edward Masen talking about our childhood pets and Harry Potter. I never would have believed it if someone a week ago had told me I'd be here. I said good night to Edward and went to bed smiling for the first time in what felt like days.

The next day when we were eating breakfast in the kitchen. Esme brought up something I hadn't thought of yet.

"I hate to bring this up but I think you need to start thinking about the funerals." she said quietly. My stomach dropped out at this I had completely forgotten about that.

"Maybe a combination funeral would be best?" Edward asked chewing on his pop tart. So we all agreed that the funeral would be held at the only church in Forks this Saturday. A thought settled into my head like a icy rock in my stomach.

"Where are the bodies?" I whispered feeling tears at the thought.

"They shipped them by truck from the airport in Florida they're at the funeral home. I was thinking that if you wanted to you could skip school today and go and- say your goodbyes. If …if you want to that is." she said looking down.

I blinked back the tears at the thought but I nodded she was right I knew we needed to do this. I looked at the others to see that they also looked pained at the thought but they nodded as well.

So we all piled into Esme's Honda Odyssey. No on even complained about not taking their own cars. Rosalie and Alice didn't even argue when they both ended up in the middle row next to each other. When we got to the funeral home I felt a cloud of dread settling over me.

We all walked slowly up the steps and through the doors. It was brightly lit-entirely inappropriate if you ask me. The walls were a light yellow and the carpet was white. There was a small man that welcomed us as we walked in. He looked at us sadly. But led us to a separate room in the back. Our parents were laying in nicely designed coffins but they were the same as each other- they must have put it in their will. I saw mine laying next to each other in identical ivory coffins. I shook as I walked towards them my hand clasping at the necklace still around my neck.

I faintly heard the man saying that they had been cleaned already and changed into the cloths that they had requested in their wills. The clothes they had been wearing were next to them in plastic bags but the jewelry they had been wearing was still on them. I walked shaking to my parents tears running down my face.

My mother was wearing a light blue dress. So her- carefree and loving life my father was in a suit. That he wouldn't have been so thrilled about. I smiled gently at that. Then a nearly silent gasp escaped my lips. For around my mothers neck was a circular tanzanite necklace. I had been right. I looked at my father on his right hand was what I had always assumed was an triangular class ring. I now realized it matched both my mothers and what I realized must be mine. I took it off and lay it next to my mothers I turned it over and it said

The love of my life

. I shook even more as I read what was written around the edge of my fathers

Till death do us part .

How true that was. I slipped it off his finger and fit the three together. It formed a heart. I let out an audible sob and collapsed over top of the ivory coffins.

Yes it was short I'm sorry but please understand this was a fairly hard chapter to write emotionally. So please tell me what you think. Also congrats to sprinter1 who guessed about the necklace. Please review!!! Love you guys- wild-lili