Chapter 6:

"I do apologize for not having introduced myself before, I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen, you may call me Carlisle."

"And this," Carlisle continued motioning to the woman who had been hugging onto his arm like her very life depended on it, " is my wife, Esme." Esme smiled at me, kindly and spoke to me in a voice as warm and inviting as melting honey,

"It's wonderful to meet you, Bella, I hope you'll feel welcome here in our home during your stay with us." I must have looked worried in response to that statement because she momentarily stumbled for words before continuing with introductions.

"This is Emmett," she said waving her hand aimlessly through the air until it made contact with the Hulk's shoulder. He straightened up, doubling himself in size, he looked like the big brother I never had. He searched the room for a moment before saying,

"Uhh, Rosalie's downstairs."

"And that's where she's going to stay!" Rosalie shouted from downstairs. Emmett looked at me, apologetically,

"Sorry about that, she's watching Jasper, to make sure he's okay. She's uhrm…she's a bit…upset about this whole thing." I grunted. I didn't feel like understanding, or acting rational in a situation that was beyond reason.

"I'm Alice!" Gushed Tinkerbell, rushing up to me and leaping gracefully onto the small empty space on the bed beside me, it didn't even rattle the springs. Before I had time to react to the overly flamboyant nature of this eccentric girl, she continued with,

"Jasper's downstairs, we all thought it be safer if he kept his distance, especially after last night."

"Is he the one who attacked me?" I asked. She looked down to the satin sheets and frowned,

"Yes, him and…Edward." she sighed and lifted her gaze from the silky red sheets and looked deep into my eyes and said, "I apologize for that, I should have gotten them out of there sooner." I'm not entirely sure what came over me then, but I smiled at her slightly and rested a hand on her shoulder,

"It's okay, it wasn't your fault, I shouldn't have believed Edward." I said, a single tear rolling over my bottom eyelashes and splashing onto the breast of my shirt. Tinkerbell's lips tweaked up at the corners into a sheepish smile,

"You just don't fully understand, yet. Get some rest, you've earned it, when you wake up, I'll explain everything."

"Alice!" Carlisle, Esme, and Emmett jumped, all looking equally concerned.

"What? She has the right to know, does she not?" She looked at them accusingly, "We could've let Jasper and Edward kill her, but we didn't, thus we got her tangled up in this mess. She shouldn't be kept in the dark, that would be rude, not to mention cruel. We owe her that much." I was stunned. Because, as much as I didn't want to face it right now, Tinkerbell was right.

Why? Why could I just go home? Why couldn't I wake up now? Why was this happening to me? Why couldn't things just go back to the way they were? These were all questions I needed answered.

"Why me?" I asked. Tinkerbell redirected her focus back onto me.

"I'm not the one to answer that question, I'm afraid," she said, her tone turning apologetic, "and Edward's in no mood for that particular subject. Besides, you need your rest, you've had a rough night." I scoffed, it was strange that she could describe everything that had happened to me last night so casually.

"I don't feel like sleeping." I say, mild irritation leaking into my tone. Tinkerbell smiled at me, giggling slightly,

"I suppose I can understand that, but it would be best. Not only because you need it, but also to kill the time. I can promise you that you won't get any answers from Edward within the next several hours."

"How can you be so sure?" I asked her, positive that I could convince him to give me the answers I seeked, like she had said, they owed me that much.

Her smile widened, both liquid gold eyes twinkling in the warm candlelight filtering through the elegant red and gold bedroom.

"I have my ways." She announced, a hidden pride lingering in that simple sentence. I gave her a questioning look, twice as confused than I already was.

"You'll see, but first, get some sleep." She said putting a hand on my shoulder, gently pushing my head back onto the fluffy pile of pillows.

"I'm not tired, I swear. I just want to know the truth and go home." Her large smile fell into a look of pure sorrow.

"I'm so sorry, but…"

"What?" I all but squealed, suddenly in a panic.

"Bella…you going home hasn't been an option since you accepted that dance with Edward."