Sorry for the missing authors note last chapter I didn't save it.

Thank you to all the people who gave me encouraging reviews about what I said. I have thought really hard about it and come to the decision that I won't be making a sequel soon. My whole fanfiction site is currently on hold but I might start the sequel when it is the summer holidays in two weeks.

I don't know yet but if I start one I will put a chapter of Trust up telling you so you know to check it out.

I don't own Twilight.

P.S.

What you read next…I really don't know if that would actually happen in real life but for arguments sake lets just say that in my story they do do that. (Read and find out)

"I don't care what happens now. Even if you kill me, I will never give you the satisfaction of thinking you got away with it. If there is one thing I will do now, is make sure you get what you deserve. Filthy scum," I spat at him.

"Bella, last time I got so close to getting rid of you, but this time I will make sure you are gone before leaving, and no one is here to save you, I will make sure of it," he said before pulling out a knife.

Bella POV

I closed my eyes bracing myself for what was next. "Freeze!" Some one shouted. I opened my eyes looking on confused to find me and Jake surrounded by the police. What was going on? I thought. How did they find us?

"Don't move," one shouted. I was tense not knowing what was going to happen. Jake still had the knife and I don't think he was giving up. "Drop the knife and put your hands up," another shouted. I looked around. They all had guns pointing towards us.

"Shoot and she gets it," Jake shouted, his voice thick like he was worried. How was I going to get anyway without getting hurt? I had to get just a second so I could make a quick escape. Umph. I need Jake in the stomach. He hunched over but quickly recovered grabbing hold of the knife. Run Bella. I heard someone shout. I focused and ran in the opposite direction. I heard Jakes heavy breath behind me which urged me to run faster.

Until I heard a gunshot.

Automatically I stopped and turned around. I saw Jake lying on the floor, blood surrounding him. A sob escaped my lips as my legs felt weaker. I fell to the floor as the tears began to fall freely. "No," Even after everything that had happened I couldn't help it. "Bella," I heard someone call my name but I couldn't tell who. I felt warm hands wrap around me, pulling my body into theirs and rubbing soothing circles on my back.

I could see the police running towards Jake. He wasn't moving, just lying there, helpless. He was…dead.

Next day (Bella POV)

I hadn't eaten. I hadn't spoken. I hadn't moved. I sat in the Cullens home thinking about everything that had happened. It was such a blur after Jake was shot. Something had happened, like all my senses had stopped. It was just me, able to think.

"Bella, love, please come and eat," I didn't answer. The person sighed. They came and sat beside me, willing me to sit on their lap. I silently obeyed as I slid over. Sitting on the persons lap I instantly became more comfortable like everything was normal. "Bella?" I turned round to see Edward. So I was sat in Edwards lap. "Bella, please talk to me,"

"Why?" Is all I managed to say. Why had my parents died? Why had we been brought into an abusive foster family? Why did Jake become abusive? Why did I meet the Cullens? Why did I meet Edward? Why did I have to disobey? Why was Jake dead? All these questions were swarming in my head; I just couldn't get them out. A single tear fell as I tucked my head into Edwards shoulder.

"I know that you are feeling upset…and confused, but you can't do this to yourself Bella," he was right. I was being silly, not talking or moving. I needed to get sort myself out for Emily, for Edward, for Jake.

"Your right," I said. I could tell that Edward had eased up, knowing I was living human again.

"Why don't we get you something to eat?" he asked me. I nodded my head and he led me into the kitchen. There was Esme reading the newspaper. She looked up and smiled. "Hello Bella," I managed a weak smile but she was happy all the same.

"Would you like something to eat?" She asked.

"Yes, thank you," I replied. She smiled again before turning round to make me something simple. I sat in silence eating the small bowl of cereal in front of me. As soon as I finished, I managed to take the bowl to the sink. I looked at Edward and he motioned to the door. We both walked out, and I made my way to my room. There I found Emily playing with her toys.

"Hello Emily," I said quietly. She looked up with a surprised expression. I bright smile spread across her face and she jumped into my arms. I couldn't help smiling back.

"Can we go and play with Uncle Emmett?" she asked excited. I was already starting to cheer up about everything.

"Yes course we can," I replied back. I lifted her up in my arms and we both made our way downstairs to where the family was sitting. Our family. I entered the room and smiled at my family. They all smiled back and Edward patted a space next to him. I gladly sat down with Emily jumping on Edwards lap. I smiled inside. This was everything that I wanted.

"So, who wants to watch a movie?" Rosalie shouted.

"Me!" Emily shouted jumping up and down.

"Meeeeeee!" Emmett shouted jumping even higher.

"Emmett, what are you doing?" Jasper asked. Emmett had a sad look on his face. "I only wanted to watch a movie," I had to laugh at him.

"Well what are we going to watch," Rosalie was clearly becoming annoyed.

"Hannah Montana!" Emmett shouted out. This time Rosalie hit him round the head. He mumbled some things that I couldn't tell.

"I want to watch the Lion King!" shouted Emily.

"Hannah Montana!"

"Lion King!"

"Hannah Montana!"

"Lion King!" they both gave each other glares until Emmett gave up. "Fine," he huffed. Emily squealed and gave me a hug.

We watched the movie until we heard light snores coming from Emily.

Rafiki: [after guiding Simba to a spot where he says will show him Mufasa Mufasa] Look down there.
Adult Simba: [looks into a pool of water] That's not my father. That's just my reflection.
Rafiki: No, look harder.
[touches the water, as it ripples Simba's reflection changes to that of his father]
Rafiki: You see? He lives in you.
Mufasa's ghost: [from above] Simba.
Adult Simba: Father?
Mufasa's ghost: [apears among the stars] Simba, you have forgotten me.
Adult Simba: No. How could I?
Mufasa's ghost: You have forgotten who you are and so have forgotten me. Look inside yourself, Simba. You are more than what you have become. You must take your place in the Circle of Life.
Adult Simba: How can I go back? I'm not who I used to be.
Mufasa's ghost: Remember who you are. You are my son, and the one true king. Remember...

This is what I had always dreamed of. Even though there were people lost, people gained, people who had stuck by me all their lives, in the end I was happy with what I had, and this was life. Life that I was happy to live. And a life that I could now trust.

The End

There you go folks, Trust is now completed. Thank you to the amazing readers that have reviewed the chapters and stuck by me when I doubted it all. Ilu guys so much!!

Sorry this chapter is short but I think it was ok as it is. I am sad that this story is finished but now I will be able to focus on other things. Like I said up there ^^ the sequel might be coming up sometime… you will have to wait and see.

PLEASE PEOPLE REVIEW EVEN IF YOU HAVENT FOR THE WHOLE STORY JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OVERALL, FOR THE LAST TIME PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!

Madison xxx