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Esme Pov

"Bella sweetie, are you hungry?", I asked gently, trying to ignore how ungraciously she spread herself across the couch.

"Nah I'm good", she grunted. I frowned slightly but decided not to comment, she wouldn't pay me any mind anyway.

Carlisle wrapped an arm around my shoulders and kissed my cheek gently, I smiled at the feeling of contentment it gave me and he steered me towards the dining room.

"Could we not do this in the living room", I heard Bella complain as she trailed behind us. She flopped herself into a chair beside Jasper and a seat away from anyone else.

Carlisle cleared his throat and began slowly, knowing that this family meeting was bound to end in an argument.

"Jasper told you last night I suppose", he said to Bella "that Edward is coming home".

Bella stiffened and her face darkened "Why is it that he can leave for all those years and is then allowed to just come waltzing back", Bella huffed.

"Should we turf you out then", Emmett snapped "at least Edward tells us when he's leaving".

"Emmett", I scolded.

Bella made a face at Emmett before turning back to Carlisle. She visibly winced as she said "When did Ed…he decide this?".

"He called yesterday", Rosalie admitted "But Alice saw it a few days before that".

Bella straightened in her seat and, despite the situation, it was the closest thing to good posture I had seen from her in a while.

"So", she spat "Why wasn't I told?".

Emmett barked a laugh and scowled at her "We'd have to actually see you to tell you".

Rosalie narrowed her eyes at her husband and I sighed, burying my head in my arms and Carlisle patted my hand gently as way of comforting me.

"Edward is coming", Carlisle said firmly "end of discussion".

"So why the family meeting?", Bella sighed.

"Oh sorry I didn't realise we were eating into your busy schedule", Emmett muttered "Why do you think we're holding a family meeting?", he stressed.

Bella shook her head "not this again". She pushed herself away from the table with a huff and trailed upstairs, her steps slow and heavy.

Emmett crossed his arms and tipped his chair back "It's like talking to a wall with her". "Well you're not exactly helping", Rose snapped.

Rosalie and Emmett soon followed Bella upstairs, bickering the whole way.

I turned to Jasper and Alice who wore grim smiles and were holding hands, if anybody could stick together through hard times it was those two.

"Will you…?", I gestured towards the stairs and looked at Jasper imploringly. He nodded and trudged up the stairs after Bella.

"It's going to be tense" Alice noted and I nodded in agreement. "But it'll do her some good", Alice pointed out.

"We can only hope", Carlisle replied dryly, crossing his arms.

Edward Pov ~Song For Edward's Pov: Naive by Lily Allen~

I walked slowly up the winding driveway towards the home I didn't recognise. Truly I did recognise it in the way that it had the same appearance as every house we had ever lived in, but I knew that the people within the walls had changed, or at least Bella had.

I was weary of entering too, I wasn't sure what to expect. Bella had been a mere child when I had last seen her and I knew that surely she would hate me when I came, how could she not after she had cut off all contact with me.

Truthfully I hadn't even heard Bella's voice in five years. Yes, I had a photographic memory, but the memory was not enough.

I swung open the door and my carefully constructed smile fell as I realised that the entire bottom floor was completely empty. Taking a inconspicuous sniff of the air, I realised that the entire family was packed into one room in the house, another sniff of the air told me that this room belonged to Bella.

I slowly strolled upstairs, noticing the very minimal pictures of Bella, all that were there seemed to be from when Bella was younger.

On the second floor, on the wall opposite to Carlisle's cross was a picture of a fifteen year old Bella.

It was an understatement to say she had changed. Her hair was about the same length as five years ago, but cut into a prettier shape that framed her face, I was sure that Alice would've had a name for the style but all I could tell was that it looked good on Bella, very good. She was much taller, about the same height as Esme and Bella had, well… filled out. Her hips were wider, her cheeks had lost there childish roundness, Bella was, womanly and God forbid me…. sexy.

I shook my head of these thoughts and continued towards Bella's room. My thoughts must've distracted me as I only now noticed the din coming from the room. There was screaming and yelling, someone was thrashing about and a loud crash sounded. I briefly wondered how I had missed this but realised I should probably investigate the cause of all this noise.

The door was open and the only thing I noticed about Bella's room was that the walls were blue, my attention was then captured by a struggling Bella attempting to climb through her bedroom window while being held back by Emmett. Her face was red and frustrated, his angry and the rest of the family looked upset and hopeless.

"Let me go!", Bella screamed, thrashing against Emmett. "You can't keep me here!", she wailed.

Mascara ran down Bella's face, eyeliner was smudged under her eyes, her clothes were rumpled and her eyes thoroughly blood-shot. And it didn't even take a vampire to recognise the stench of alcohol.

"Bella sweetie, please", Esme begged, clasping her hands and gazing at Bella with moist venom-coated eyes.

"Shut up!", she screamed in reply. My head whipped around to Esme, awaiting the sharp parental response, but it never came. Instead Carlisle attempted a weak "Bella, don't talk to your mother that way".

Bella's eyes were crazed and her hair was wild as she turned to Carlisle and snarled "She is not my mother!".

There was a resounding silence, broken only by a choked sob emitted by Esme.

Nobody said anything and I watched in amazement as Bella verbally abused and insulted her own family, and they did nothing. No wonder she behaved the way she did when they refused to check her behaviour.

"Bella how can you say that?", Rosalie asked, her voice insurmountably sad.

"Because it's true", Bella screamed "None of you are my family".

Jasper arched a brow and said dryly "Well what would make us your family?".

Bella threw back her head, I tried not to notice the milky column of her throat, and laughed "Oh I don't know, a pulse".

I felt it necessary to step in at this point, taking one step forward I slapped on a cordial smile and mustered a charming tone "Hello family", I offered a crooked smile "I'm home".

They stared, speechless, clearly they had not realised I was there.

My smile hardened and I turned my grave eyes on Bella, but upholding the same charming tone "Something tells me things are going to change around here".

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