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This one is dedicated to bcgal737 for being so sweet.

Carlisle POV-Straight after the first conversation.

I walked towards my former home positively livid. How could she? HOW COULD SHE DO THIS!? To herself? To us? To everyone who cares for her? Me? How!!!? Storming into the house, I shoved the door hard enough to make it slam against the back wall and back again into the jamb. My God, I was just that angry.

Trying my best to shake the red haze from my head, I took stock of the room for the first time. There was naught but a sofa covered by a white sheet left behind. All the rest had either been hastily packed or was permanently disposed of immediately. This is what our family had done to protect the one that we loved, the one that we all loved. And this is what we got in return.

Uncovering the sofa, I plopped myself down on the article of furniture and leant back with my eyes closed, simulating sleep I suppose. Heaving a sigh, my thoughts turned once again to Bella. What were we going to do? What was I going to do? How could I help her?

Bending at the waist, I hung my head between my knees and pinched the bridge of my nose. For the first time in well over 300 years I was exhausted. Bella…She had always been so strong. She was brave and intelligent and beautiful. She was one big ball of sunshine and light, though we did not have to hide from her. She was filled with warmth and happiness, so much so that it was contagious. And now she was broken. And I didn't know how to fix her.

Getting up, I walked to the room I had once known as my study. This was the room I did all my best thinking. Unnecessarily flicking on the lights, I peered at the hollow room that was once my own. This is what Esme and Edward had done to the family. To the public, we had moved to sunny California so I could further my medical career in a more high profile state. To Bella, we had left because Edward no longer loved her. To the family, we left because Edward and Esme were in love. And only the final one was the truth. Really, It was a very disturbing realization.

After Bella's birthday party, Edward told us all to pack our bags. We all at the time had thought that it was just because of Jasper's indiscretion. That turned out not to be the case when, in our second week as guests in Denali Edward and Esme called us to a family meeting to tell us that they were in love. That they had denied their love for very nearly a hundred years and then the night after Bella's birthday party, they discovered that their love could not be denied any longer. They told us they wanted to be together, all they wanted was my blessing. Edward said that he knew that I was going to give them that much, he said I was Carlisle, the one who wanted the best for everyone. I must say that slightly more than irked me. But still, I gave it to them. Because I was Carlisle. The one who put everyone else's needs before my own. The one, who smiled, put on a brave face and did whatever made his loved ones happy. Ignoring what I felt, I gave them my blessing. And my god, how it hurt. But I did it. And I was the one to pay for it.

Stopping myself, I realized just how bitter my thoughts sounded, even to me. No, I told myself. This is no time to focus on you. It's the time to help Bella get out of this dark pit she's fallen into. Walking across the room I put my back to the corner closest to the window and slid down. Looking over at the sun shining through the cloud break, I found I was completely determined to help her. No matter what, I would fix this. I would make it better.

Bella's POV- After school

We sat in silence for the majority of the car ride. Really after the polite "How was your day?" and "Thanks for picking me up" there wasn't all that much to say. Looking straight ahead out the windshield, I realized where he was taking me, and I could see that it was going to hurt. A lot. It didn't take long to get there and pulling the hand break on the car as we parked, Carlisle looked over at me and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry about this. It's the only place I could think of where we'd have the privacy we need," He said to me, trying to look deeply in my eyes. Unfortunately for him, I could sense that a major emotional moment was coming my way and I was already in shutdown mode. With a false smile and an "It's fine", I was out of the car, leaving Carlisle staring sceptically.

I walked briskly to the front door of the house I had once known so well; only to be once again beaten by the vampire I had been trying to brush off. Unlocking the door, Carlisle held it open and gestured for me to go in. Taking his invitation, I walked towards the room I knew still had a couch, only to stop dead in my tracks.

"How… When?" I stuttered out. I had only been back to the house once previously after the Cullen's departure. When I was there the house had been devoid of anything but a single couch covered by a white sheet. What I saw now was the total opposite of that. From what I could see, Carlisle had furnished the entire home. There were couches in the living room, pointed towards a massive flat screen, which from what I could see was hooked up to a DVD player and cable. The entertainment unit that the TV was on was a beautiful mahogany masterpiece with glass-fronted cabinets that showed off the mammoth DVD collection that Carlisle owned. And that was only the living room. Whirling round to the direction of the dining room, I saw a gorgeous antique dining table made out of the same wood as the entertainment unit and that was almost as big as the room itself. The legs of the table had a design that was as if the legs had been twisted, resembling a liquorice lace. There were antique chairs with the same design and wood surrounding the table and to top it all off, there was a crystal vase directly in the centre of the table holding a single blood red, long stemmed rose, thorns and all. Feeling Carlisle's hand at the small of my back as I gaped at the home that had just come back to life, he leaned into me from behind whispered to me,

"Today when you were at school. I wanted to do something- anything I could to make you feel…safe again." Coming to stand before me, he looked into my eyes. Realizing my shutdown mode had failed me just a bit too late, I was powerless to look away as he reached my darkest depths.

"We both know we have to talk now. I know you don't want to but," Looking down he struggled to keep his composure, "we have to fix you-this. Whatever it is that's making you want to do this. We have to make it better. You have to get better. Ok? Please. We just need you better" pulling me into yet another one of those surprise hugs he'd been giving, I realized just how bad he wanted to help me. Looking at the expression on his face as he released me from his hug, grabbed my hand and pulled my down into one of the dining room chairs, I couldn't help but wonder if I'd be able to accept the help I so desperately needed. All I could do was hold his hand and hope.

"So um, where do you wanna start?" I asked uncertainly. I thought if I was going to be forced into talking, I might as well get it over with quickly. There could be no discussions about the weather for now.

"At the beginning, I suppose" Looking into his attentive eyes, I felt helpless to refuse. He truly cared, and so I felt I had to give him something. Besides, I doubted very much that he would allow me to be silent. It was either volunteer the information, or have it forced out of me. So I spoke out of free will.

"Well, I Guess it all started the night he left," I said, looking down at my hands, "He, um, He said he didn't want me to go with your guys. That he didn't want me. He said he'd always love me in a way, but what happened at my birthday party made him realize that it was time for a change. He said he was tired- tired of pretending to be someone and something he wasn't. He told me I wasn't good for him. That I'd forget and while he wouldn't, he'd be easily distracted. He said it'd be a clean break, that it was better for me that way. But… He just didn't get it. I was so totally desperately in love with him, and he just totally abandoned me. Completely. Like it was nothing to him. Like I was nothing to him." Stopping, I took a deep breath and swiped at the tears that were now cascading down my cheeks. Inhaling deeply once more, I continued,

"Anyway, he left then. And I walked shakily through the forest for hours. Eventually it got dark and I tripped over something. I don't really remember the finer details. I was just…so disoriented. Anyway, Charlie had gotten a note in my handwriting that He-Edward had forged saying that I was in the woods. Charlie figured I'd gotten lost and called a bunch of his friends to come and help find me. Sam Uley found me eventually in the early hours of the morning and brought me to Charlie. He called a doctor and he said I was fine. But…I just wasn't. Charlie asked some questions and then I went up to my room to bed but every time I fell asleep, I just woke screaming. Every night, the same thing. Every time I fell asleep, I would wake screaming as if I were being slowly and painfully murdered. Eventually, the night terrors became such common practice that even Charlie stopped coming in to check on me. Everything hurt all the time. I couldn't talk to anyone about anything. I tried once- with Renee. All she said was that all break ups hurt and that I'd get over it. But she just didn't get it either. I tried so hard to get up every day. I tried to smile, to laugh. I tried to do whatever I could to make them believe I was ok. And it worked eventually. But still, the pain was... excruciating. There are absolutely no words for it. But then one night, after the terrors plagued me once again, I broke. I got up with the intention of getting a glass of water, but when I went down stairs there was this knife, and for a moment, time stood still and I wanted nothing more than to slit my wrists with it, make myself bleed out... Kill myself. But, I knew I couldn't. I went over to the cutlery holder and I went to pick it up, but as my hand closed around it, I got a flash of Charlie in my head and I knew I couldn't do that to him. I knew that he'd die on the inside. But then, I remembered that we had a box of razors in the drawer. I can't remember why Charlie got them but they'd been tossed in a drawer and totally forgotten until that moment. I thought to myself "Just see what it feels like. Once you know the pain, the urge will go away and you'll realize that it's bad", so I went and got them. But then, as I was slicing my arm up with the shiny little thing, I realized just how good it hurt. Everything, every little hurt that I had went away, because I had replaced the pain with what I was doing with this tiny little thing. Finally I felt ok. After that night, I told myself that it was a horrible thing to do. That it would slowly kill my and what I was doing was totally wrong. It didn't make me stop though. Every time I'd have a particularly vicious night terror, I'd go and fall upon my knees and befriend the blade once again. I kept telling myself that I shouldn't do it. I kept saying it was wrong, but I just couldn't stop. In a way, it was such a relief. So I kept going. I- I don't like to cut myself. I'll tell you that straight up," I said, looking up at Carlisle for the first time, as I had been looking at my hands for almost all of my explanation, "It's just...It helps me get through. I swear if I hadn't let myself do this, I would have long ago killed myself." Seeing Carlisle flinch at my truthful words, I knew at once that he cared deeply for me. I just hoped I didn't end up screwing that up.

"Bella," He whispered my name hoarsely, "I want to help you. I want you to get better. Will you please let me help you?" He asked, desperately. I could do nothing but mutely nod and allow him to gather me up in his cold, stony arms.

Holding me close he whispered in my ear,

"Bella, there's something I need to tell you though," Pulling back from his embrace he hung his head, seemingly trying to figure out his exact words, before looking straight into my eyes once again.

"I don't want to keep things from you and I don't want to lie to you- ever. But there's something you need to know right now and it's going to hurt, but I still feel you have the right to know. You're your own person and you should be able to make you own decisions. It's about Edward. Do you want to know?" He was so honest when telling me I had the right to know and that I was my own person, and still so very sweet in asking if I wanted to know, giving me choices when no one else would even dream of it. It was so refreshing to find someone who would give me a choice rather than just tell me what was going to happen, so I answered with a nod in sheer gratitude.

"Edward and Esme...They're a couple now. It turns out they've been in love ever since I changes Esme but only realized it the day after your birthday party. They said that they cannot exist without one another. Edward says that's the real reason he made us move. They're still living with the family

In Denali, only now as a couple"

Sitting back in my chair in a total daze, all I could muster was a small "Oh", before the hysterical water works began. I couldn't believe it. Oh how things have changed in such a small amount of time. Falling yet again into Carlisle's arms, I couldn't help but be grateful that I had someone there to help me while my heart broke one more time.

*A/N- Sooo, here's another chapter. I felt so awesome after reading all of your beautiful reviews that I just had to update. Seriously guys, warm fuzzies. Thank you all so much. I am so happy that you guys are liking it so I'll try to update as much as I can. Now that I know there's people reading it, I'll try not to space out the updates too much. Um, yeah. Still looking for a beta, so if anyone's interested or can hook me up with someone who's interested you will be my yummy buddy for life and I'll love you forever. Lol. Anyways, that's about it for now folks, so let me know what you guys think.

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