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BPOV

The doctor shooed everyone out except my parents, I started to panic when Edward left and my father moved almost eagerly forward. After the routine check-up and a little more pain medication the doctor left promising to catch up with me later on.

Looking at my parents they hadn't changed, bar the scratches and newly forming bruise on my father's face.

"Charlie what happened to you?" he was staring out the door watching the others arguing with the doctor when I spoke. I watched the muscles tighten in his back and regretted my words.

"What happened to me? You did you fucking cunt" in his eyes was the same cold stare I had grown up knowing but this time a little bit of fear showed, I wondered if Edward had anything to do with it? But why would he care?

He was watching my face obviously waiting for more of a reaction than a puzzled look as I pondered my Cullen. That was my second mistake always show fear it may excite his rage more but when he was "hot" angry then he would lash out without thought, it was the cold anger the one that came out when he believed someone disrespected him that I feared most. That was the calculating one, the one who enjoyed my screams of pain more than the release of striking out.

"you little shit I should have dealt with you years ago, like that clingy sluts kid" I know the important thing was not to get angry, scared was fine it kept me smart, I could not respond no matter what he mentioned even my precious Vickie.

"You are pathetic! you were stupid enough to get pregnant and then give birth to some little shits kid and then you had the nerve to run away" ok now I was afraid and pissed off, I clung to the fear knowing that I was in a good place to get hit there were Drs and let's be honest if Charlie put me out my misery I would be happier, so long as it didn't hurt.

"Charlie dear not here please, you need to get looked over, that dratted boy" Slap, I didn't even flinch when he slapped my mother she was always more concerned over his well-being than my own and besides what she said sunk in a bit…that dratted boy? Surely he wouldn't have, why would he do that, looking at Charlie's face the anger and under that the fear of something, no someone.

"Quiet you useless woman" he stepped towards me loathing filling his eyes.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you cause me?" actually I was finding it hard to hold onto the fear, I blame the drugs but he was starting to look pathetic.

"All I wanted was a good strong son, or at least a dutiful daughter and a faithful wife" that was old news I knew what a disappointment I was, but I wondered did he know what a bastard he was? suppressing a giggle as I watched the vein in his forehead bulge, concentrate Bella don't let the day go to your head, fear… he can hurt you, ahhhh screw it and bring it on.

"I wanted you to get rid of that thing in you but people wouldn't like that so you kept it and then had to go and get it killed, bravo you have outdone yourself this time, you useless bitch really you have" once more ice filled me, he didn't? all my previous amusement was gone, he wouldn't actually go there? Not even he was that evil?

"I am so tired of the pretence of grief, oh no your granddaughter died, where's your daughter? Oh? Too tired to come out understandable, you were so strong at the funeral" funeral? But that wasn't till? No he wouldn't have moved it? I made sure? No I was going to be there to say goodbye!

He must have seen something in my carefully blank expression as he chuckled evilly.

"Oh you didn't think we wouldn't have that my dear? oh don't cry you up and left how would it look the granddaughter of the chief of police's body cold, abandoned by her mother? I put her in the ground, really you should thank me honestly, I even got her flowers, lilies" smirking he patted my hand.

SON OF A BITCH I lunged at him screaming at the top of my lungs, he stepped back, shocked not really comprehending as people rushed in. I wanted him, I wanted to taste his blood, hear his screams, I wanted him to suffer. It had been building, but he went too far he took my sister away with death and in death he took my baby away from me, and worse in my mentally unsound mind he laid her to rest with flowers she was allergic too this seemed at the moment his most evil act and I would kill him for it.

All I was aware of was the blood thirsty anger and a constant battle against pain and people pushing me back. But then Edward was there, as he always seemed to be lately, restraining me as the Doctor pumped me full of sedative.

My father was there acting the concerned parent "oh she's so grief stricken lost her daughter you know" I don't know what made me more angry, him spilling that secret to the Cullen's, or him pretending to give a damn, or the fact that if I wasn't mistaken they knew… so many people to beat up, so little time. As the drug took effect… I feebly tried to punch Edward but my traitorous head hit the pillow, my last thought was of hearing him command my Father to get out.

Beeep Beeep beeeeep…really again? Ick what the hell happened to me? Oh yea psychotic father, miserable life and weird hit squad soon I will sound like a broken record I need to get control.

"She's awake" I couldn't tell who it was but I was feeling slightly groggy and sarcastic.

"She can hear you" I tried for a creepy voice and got a tired one, joy.

"Hey Bella how you feeling" Carlisle was monitoring my entourage of monitors with a profession eye while casting concerned looks at me, I liked him.

"Same old yourself?" he chuckled softly, he seemed so harmless.

"You should rest some more" shaking my head I started to sit up wincing both when it burned my chest and when Edward sprang forward to help adjust my pillows what was with him?

"I want answers and I'm sure you do to" getting down to business I may be filled with drugs and mental scaring but I would move this along.

"Why don't you start?" Esme voice was so gentle and he expression so tender she looked so much like my mother use to when things were good, a long, long time ago, the nostalgia hurt more than the bullet hole.

"Why me?" it was the drugs I swear that made me sound five.

"Because I can bug you all night little bee and your tired" ah Emmett always so cheerful though even he looked a bit drawn, did he call me a bee? This is getting even stranger it's like they think I'm one of them.

"It's not easy" a feeble excuse I know I mean what of my life has been easy so far I just want it to end but they deserved answers I did shoot myself on their land.

"Nothing is darlin'" something about jasper made me both wary and at ease it was disturbing so I ignored him and smiled at his wife Alice who looked slightly calmer than when I last saw her.

"Just take your time" this coming from her was a shock maybe they didn't have her caffeine here? Ok now I'm starting to ramble.

"I don't know you though" it was a valid point kind of moot and the next sentence proved it.

"We know about your girl but we don't know from your version" Rosalie sounded strange, harsh but understanding I hadn't really met her and couldn't get a read she was in the background pacing.

"I don't know where to start you have already head so much drama from my life." Edward had been silent up till now squeezed my hand, I looked at him and he gave me a ghost of a smile he looked drained and for the first time I felt sorry for what I had put him through killer or not he had shown me kindness and I had shown him my hell, out of all off them I wanted him to know why? Why he couldn't fix this and then I wanted to know why he tried.

"I was young and naïve, well desperate and he provide the way out, he seemed to care something I hadn't had before. He was nice romantic and sweet, we were always together and he was my first and only. When he found out I was pregnant he was ecstatic and wanted us to move in together and we did. Charlie was furious but short of shooting him he could do nothing. We escaped and had a baby girl.

She was amazing, my little Bree, gorgeous brown eyes, silky golden hair she was perfect. I was finally happy, my little piece of heaven right in front of me, even when Jay started to get angrier, because of her crying or my figure it all bugged him and he didn't get the son he wanted nor the attention when she was born. I guess he loved her, didn't hear from him when it happened. We were looking at apartments, just us two, I had my own job, something neither my father nor Jay would allow in a quaint book shop. Everything was looking up at last, we were walking down the street when it started I had never heard gun fire before but I guess its instinct I threw her down and covered her body. They came from all directions and I was knocked off for one instance and she was gone, they shot her through her heart and she died in surgery, and that was it, my life was over. I don't know what I did to God to deserve this, she should have lived not me. I would give anything to trade places but for now I'll settle for joining her." When I finished I discovered I wasn't as in control as I had perceived fierce tears were streaming down my cheeks and I wasn't the only wet face in the room Esme and Emmett? They were crying silently for my loss my angel stolen from me as I was thrown back into the hell that is life.

Edward looked at me in silence stroking my hand in comfort his face conveying so much emotion the others could not see but it warmed the ice in my heart some what

Jasper broke the silence "what was Jay's full name"

"Jacob Black, why?" I was interrupted by the doctor coming in and shooing them out visiting hours were over and with what I had endured he was surprised I was still lucid but I didn't miss the look that passed between the family, a look of shock and anger, and with a sinking feeling I knew more crap was about to go down. I wished for an exit, anything to get away from all of this, and not even the warmth in my Edward covered hand did little to soother that but what was keeping me here was that look. I may have been hyped up on drugs, pain and mental breakage but it seemed the Cullen's knew something about Jacob and I was going to found out because if I found out that he but my girl in danger I would bring him down with me as the last thing I do.