Liar Liar.

"Bella, sweetie, how are you? Sorry I haven't called for a few days, Phil surprised me with a last minute holiday. Arizona should have a heat wave soon. It's coming over from Florida, at least that's what they said on the news. How can you enjoy working nights and miss out on all this wonderful sun?" She rambled on. "Oh, hold on a minute." I could hear her calling things out to Phil in the background. 'No Phil, it goes over there. No, on the top shelf'.

"I don't actually live in Arizona anymore Mom." I had to yell over the top of her conversation with my step dad.

"What? Since when?" Came her suprised reply, with a hint of 'worried mom' tone.

"That doesn't really matter mom.."

"Of course it matters." She cut in. "Bella, where are you? Why didn't you tell me you were moving? You're my only child and I would at least like to know where you are!" Aaand we hit the nail on the head.

"Ahh but that's the thing though isn't it mom? I'm not your only child, and what do you mean you like to know where I am? It's never bothered you before." I went in for the kill.

"Bella don't be absurd. Of course you're my only child. Your dad died before you were born. I told you all of this." It's like she believes her own lies.

"Cut the crap Mom, I know the truth. How long did you think it would be before I found out?"

"Where are you, Bella?" She sounded angry, with a hint of underlying worry.

"Like I'm going to tell you. I never thought, in a million years, you would intentionally keep me from the rest of my family! I can't talk to you right now Mom, I'm too mad." I hung up the phone before she could reply. The nerve of her. Still trying to deny her lies. Most people would say that I'm believing what Emmett said without questioning it, but after working so long in the job I have you tend to get an inkling of when someone is lying, and Emmett just seemed so happy and honest about finding me, I found it very hard to disbelieve him.

My cell kept ringing throughout the rest of the evening before I finally got sick of the ring tone and switched it off. I knew I would have to face her at some point and force her to tell the truth but right now i didn't have time for her shit. I placed some dry food down for Moggy in the corner of my room and settled into the plush bed.

My body was exhausted, but my mind would not shut off. Too many thoughts swirled around in my brain. I counted sheep, patrol cars, perps. Anything I could think of. Nothing worked.

Finally giving up, I climbed out of bed and ran myself a bubble bath. I tied my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head and sunk into the scented depths. I rest my head against the rim of the tub and closed my eyes for a second.

The next thing I know, Moggy is patting me on the cheek with her paw. The bubbles have disappated, the water cold and my skin resembled that of an OAP.

"Oh fuck." I muttered. I stood up and noticed daylight breaking through the window. Wow, I had actually slept at night for the first time in five years.

I quickly dried myself off and pulled on some old sweats to keep myself warm before getting back into my bed. Moggy curled up next to me and we both fell into a blissful slumber. That was the first night I didn't dream of Jake.

Lunch with Emmett was a happy affair. I was astounded at the amount of food he scoffed.

"Emmett slow down or you'll choke. It's not like the food is going to go anywhere." I chuckled.

"Gotta eat it while it's hot Bells. Congealed cheese is nasty." He patted his suprisingly flat stomach while making a disgusted face. He didn't notice how I had suddenly lost my appetite. "What's up? You've gone pale."

"Please..please don't call me that." I trembled. I did not need a breakdown right now.

"What? Bells?" Emmett looked puzzled. I winced.

"I haven't been called that in five years. Not since Jake died. Please, don't." The dull ache returned to my chest at the memory of him.

"Okay. Okay." Emmett soothed. "Uhh let's see... Did you sleep okay last night?"

I snorted at his inane question. "Yes Em, I slept just fine... In the bath tub." I added as an afterthought.

"You what?"

"I couldn't relax enough to sleep, so I had a bath and fell asleep in it."

"Bella! You could of drowned!" He sounded exhasperated.

"It's okay. Moggy woke me up." I shrugged. "And besides, I'm sure I would of woken myself up once I started snorting water." The humour wiped off my face once I saw the look on his.

"Bella," He spoke in a pained voice. "I just got my little sister back. I don't want to lose you again."

"You won't Emmett. I'm here for good."

The mood lightened again and we were back to joking around once more. Everything was going great, or at least it was until Rosalie walked in.

Uh oh, here we go again.

I pressed myself as far back in the booth as possible, once she had slid in next to Emmett.

She looked me straight in the eye for a while before talking. "Bella I apologise for my behaviour last night. I guess you could say I'm a bit jealous and I over reacted." She held a bright red taloned hand across the table. I must of stared a bit too long at it, as she huffed out "I won't bite."

Blushing, I shook her hand. She had a power grip. I could tell she must be a ball breaker in court.

"So," she began, "you're my husbands little sister. Got any proof?"

"Excuse me?" My eyes bugged out.

"ROSE!" Emmett exclaimed.

"I'll have you know I'm an officer of the law. What on earth makes you think I would steal an identity?" I was horrified that she would even think such a thing. "Emmett thank you for the lunch. It's been great. We should do it again sometime."

I stood to leave when Emmett caught my hand. "Please don't go, Bella. Rose is going to keep her mouth shut from now on." Rose opened her mouth to retaliate but promptly shut it when she saw the look Emmett gave her.

"No Em, It's okay. Besides, I have to get ready for work anyway. I'll see you later." I gave him a strong hug, or as strong as I could get considering my arms couldn't fit all the way around his muscles. "Rose." I nodded my head at her before leaving the diner.

The cool Seattle air was nice and refreshing after the stuffy warmth of the small diner. The hustle and bustle of a large city always excites me. There's always something going on, unlike those quiet, sleepy little towns where you're always suspicious of over friendly neighbours.

The short walk back to Alices was enjoyable. It suprised me how well I had gotten used to the city in such a small amount of time. It already felt like home and the Google Maps on my iPhone helped immensely too. I jogged up the front steps and as soon as I opened the door I was met with a sight I never wanted to see again.

"Alice? Oh my god!"

Uh oh...