Ok...I don't many of these, but I continue forgetting to do this:

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Chapter 15

Edward's POV

Edward's Past!

That Sunday

"Yeah! Lets play some football!"

"Emmett! Shut the hell up!" Alice, my great, crazy, bubbly little sister!

"Yo! Lil sis," I yelled from the top of the stairs. "No cussing while I'm within hearing distance!"

"Oh hush Dumb ass! If I have to hear everyday, from Lauren how sexy you are! You can live with a little bad language!" She yelled from below before thumping Emmett on the head.

"OW!" Emmett bellowed before charging up the volume on television. If it weren't for my phone on high vibrate, I never would've noticed the unknown caller on my phone.

Once in the safety of my piano room, I flipped the phone open. "Hello?"

"I don't see why you want to-hi!" Her voice projected. My heart pumped a little faster. "Jacob leave now! I'm serious! Amber already left! With Charlie! Now leave!" there was a shuffle, then a pause. "Yes, I'll be fine alone! Jake!" She said exasperatedly. "I'll be fine, I promise. You better take good care of her. Or it's your face!" She yelled the last part.

"Bella?" I asked when everything went silent.

"Sorry! Um...what are you doing?" She asked nervously.

I smiled. "Nothing really. Running away from the football crazies! Trying to figure out what to do this Sunday. You?"

she laughed and my heart soared. It was beautiful and enchanting. "Honestly? The same as you. Though Amber and Charlie and Jacob all went up to La Push for the game. I'm bored out of my mind now!"

"Yeah?" I asked sitting on the piano bench. "Why didn't you go with the others?"

"Ugh!!" She groaned softly. "Football is only for crazy, bouncy, yelling, men and sometimes girls! I can't do that!" she paused before saying quietly. "Even before Phil and Alex, I couldn't do that." I wasn't sure I was supposed to hear that.

"I know what you mean." there was a silence on the other end. "I mean, with Emmett screaming at the T.V, you start to lose interest in the game. To busy looking at your brother screaming and doing odd things with his hands and feet!"

Bella laughed once more and my heart wanted to hear that sound over and over again. "That sounds a lot like Ethan and Adam..." she paused and sniffled a little," and Robin."

"Friends back in Phoenix?" I guessed.

"Huh? Oh, yeah! Ethan was like the brother I've always wanted. Adam was like a make-shift Dad for me, Tina and Ray. And Robin...well he was like Ethan, the best twin brother I could ask for."

"You miss them?" I asked hearing the longing in her voice as she spoke.

"Completely! Before Amber and I were friends, it was just me, Tina, Ray, Emma, Robin, Ethan, and Adam." Bella replied with fever.

"That sounds a lot like Tanya, Irina, Kate, Laurent, James, and me," I mused. "James, Laurent knew each other since we were two weeks old. Their Dad's all worked at my Dad's company. Our mothers had known each other from their childhood. So basically we grew up together. After my father died, the guys helped more than they usually did. Helped me take care of Alice, help me with my school work, keep the house clean, help me from having meltdowns about what was going wrong in my life." I sighed, I really missed those guys. "About around the time, my mother became normal, well as normal as she was going to get, Tanya, Irina, and Kate moved to Chicago. They were sisters, triplets actually." I chuckled. "They fit in perfectly with our little group. Tanya and Kate got along with Alice fine, but Irina wasn't too keen on hanging out with someone younger." I mused hearing a faint noise come from the hallway. "Two year later, me and the guys were on our way to the girl's house. Alice had stayed home, helping Mom with some house she was trying to sell. Just as we reached the corner of their street, a van pulled up, I was walking a little faster than the other two were. The guys that were driving the van, they grabbed James and Laurent and drove away. Just like that. I ran to the girls house and told them what had happened. We called the police right afterwords." I tried to stay in my piano room instead of going to my past. "By the time I got off the phone, it was too late. You know that feeling you get when someone you care about gets hurt really bad or something bad happens to them and you just know it?"

"Yeah! I have that with Amber and the rest of my friends," Bella replied softly.

"That's what I felt, as did the triplets, so did Alice." I paused. "A day later, the police found James and Laurent, in the town river. Beaten to death. The gang started splitting up after that. The girls blamed each other. I hated myself, because I lived and they didn't." I stopped, hearing her whimper. "Sorry, got carried away with the past."

"No!" She gasped. "No it's not that. It's just, I'm hoping its not like that with my friends. I don't want them to split just because I moved. It took too damn long to get them together!"

I smiled. "I bet they're fine, just missing you. You should call or e-mail them, you know. Tell them how you're doing. How boring Forks would be without me. How great I am..." I teased wishing to hear her laugh...wish granted!

A small giggle burst through her lips, then another. "Yeah! Tina and Ray would get a kick out of knowing there were actually some nice looking guys around. Ethan and Adam would come up here just so they could give every guy the 'You Fuck with her, I'll Fuck you up' speech!" She laughed. "So...do you call Tanya, Irina, and Kate anymore, or did you guys get so thrown apart that they don't want you to call?"

a wave of pain crashed over me. "No...um...well you see...I uh can't." Silence. "You see after James and Laurent's death and after we had split up, Tanya went suicidal and jumped off the peer...and to be blunt drowned to death." Gasp. "Yeah! A few months later, their parents came home and found Irina, in the bathtub, her wrists slit open real deep, blood still flowing into the tub. She was dead before they had even made it to the door. Three months after that, police found Kate's body, raped and beaten to death in a dark alley fifteen blocks from her house."

"Oh my god!" Bella gasped out. "I am so sorry for your loss, Edward." She whispered sadly.

I whipped my eyes. "Thank you, Bella."

"Edward honey..." Esme called from the door.

"Hold on, Bella," I muttered before turning to my adoptive mother. "Yes Mom?"

She smiled beautifully "I was wondering if you wanted to run some errands for me."

"Uhm..." I thought for a moment. "What is it that you need done?"

"Oh just some groceries, three boxes dropped off at the post office, two nightstands to match the canopy beds in the guess room, and two comforters; one for a girl and one for a boy. I can make a list for the groceries that I need."

I blinked then started thinking how I was going to con Bella into going with me, I wanted to spend more time with her, and not do it over the phone. "Yeah Mom. I'll get it, just give me a minute."

"Sure. Oh, and tell the lucky girl on the phone, I said hi and thank you." She giggled, then closed the door before I had the chance to ask what she meant.

"Hey Bella..." I started.

"You want me to come with don't you?" She finished. She took my silence as my answer. "Fine. Can you come get me? Amber and Charlie took my car to La Push."

I nodded forgetting that we were on the phone. "I'll be over in five minutes."

"No speeding." She warned.

"My mother just left the room, so I doubt she's already over there." I joked lightly.

"I'm just cautious on the road," she said, her voice shook slightly along the way.

"Alright, I'll see you in five," I said then hung-up after she whispered a good-bye. "Mom, I need that list!" I ran up the stairs that led to the first floor. (His piano room is in the basement, so he can be as loud as he wants, along with the sound proof room, he's also alone!) "I'm picking up Bella, so I need it quickly."

"Bella? Is she the girl you won't stop thinking about?" Esme asked writing quickly on the list.

I smiled brightly. "Yeah. Bella Swan. I like her...a lot...but-"

"Just go to her, son." Carlisle, my adoptive father, interrupted my stammering.

"Fine," I said backing out the kitchen as they started getting goo-goo eyed at one another. "I can tell when I'm not wanted!"