Hello to my follow readers, I am sorry I did not put this up yesterday. I hope you guys enjoy and maybe this will you guys get inside look at Bella's childhood. Also the characters do not belong to me, they belong to the true author. The story line and the characters I have made up are mine. I hope you guys enjoy this.

Wescott, Ohio

Bella pulled through her parent's gate that led up a winding brick road to a huge house that had 25 bedrooms, off the side of the driveway, there was pastures on each sides with trees lining the tree. The house had several rooms, a huge beautiful kitchen, with a formal and in formal dinning room. Along with a living room and a formal sitting area. Since the house had been back since before the Civil War, there was even a servant's area off to the side of the kitchen. Two-story mansion with various rooms, it was made to look like an old plantation home. The mansion has square floor plan to it, along with a huge wrap around porch that had huge white Doric columns on all four sides, with an upper wrap around porch. The railing was done in dark blue, along with the shutters. The whole house was white and there was a long brick walkway up to the house, trees lined the walk-up and off to the side a huge U-shaped driveway with a fountain in the middle. Off to the side was huge garage were her parents kept their really nice cars. It always reminded Bella of the plantation home in Gone With The Wind. The house had been smaller when it was first built-in 1860. Every time a new generation took over, it was built on to, but it still kept the old-time feel. Her own mother had added a whole new wing to the house, along with the new upgraded pool.

She remembered growing up here, how her childhood felt more like a prison within those grand halls. She was treated more like a princess than a little kid. She drove the car around to the garage area. Spotting her cousin Emmett's orange 2010 Jeep Wrangler Unlimited Mountain and her mother's parent's grey 2006 BMW X5 parked beside each other. She parked the car outside the garage and hobbled over to the garage door. Slowly jiggling the door handle to unlock, she snuck inside. Turning on the lights, she could see her parent's car. Her mom's blue 2007 BMW Z4 and her dad's black 2009 Jaguar XF. She knew her mother loved her BMW Z4 and that her dad finally broke down and bought her mother a BMW X6, for the winter months that Ohio had. She could see it parked beside the BMW Z4. She slowly walked over the huge garage door, hitting the switch to make the door go up. After the door was finally up, she hobbled back to Edward's car and drove it into the garage, parking it beside her old powered blue 1965 Mustang. She loved that car and got it when she turned 16, it had been her mother's car growing up. She hobbled out of the car and slowly moved her way to hit the switch, closing the door. She made her way to her parent's front door, trying to open it. The door was lock, "shit," she thought. She crept towards the back door, jiggling the handle and coming up with nothing. She wanted to curse loudly, but fear of waking up her parents, prevented her from doing so. She made her way passed her parents pool and pool house and down to one of her families horse barns. Her family had about eight barns out back that used to house the best thoroughbreds that the world had seen, until Bella's father had gotten out of the family business. She made her way down to the barn that housed her precious thoroughbred Reese. She had him since she turned 9 years old. She trained him herself with a bit of help from her beloved grandfather. She slid the door to the barn open. She could hear the rustling of hay, the horse were busy munching on their hay and food. She could also hear Reese whine for her attention, he had seen her. She smiled at him.

"I am coming my boy." She said while whistling for him. His ears perked up and he neighed at her. She hurried down to his stall the best she could. Her family only used this barn, the rest of the barns were used to house other people's horses. Her father got out of the business and now just boarded horses, her grandfather had been pissed at him. She could see her mom's black quarter horse and her fathers bay thoroughbred. She could smell the hay and dirt and it made her smile. She missed being in this barn, everything was always good when she was with Reese. She stood in front of his stall smiling at him. He was a beautiful bay thoroughbred. "Do you care if I sleep in your stall tonight?" She asked her horse, while petting his nose. She unlatched the gate to the stall and squeezed through, the gate made a squeaky noise has she moved it. She ran her hand along Reese's back. She made it slowly over to the little bench that her grandfather had built for her. There was a bench in the far corner of the stall. It was built for the many times that her father got her asleep outside her horses stall. She was always creeping down in the middle of the night and took her horse for a ride. She pulled one of the horse blankets down onto the bench and laid down. She could hear Reese eating away at his hay. She slowly fell sleep, she was so tried and just plain pissed at everything but being here in this moment with her horse, was making it better.

June 17th

The sunlight shone through her horses stall, making her eyes flutter open. Reese was hitting her with his head.

"Morning buddy." She said smiling. "I have really missed you."

"Then why did you leave Miss Bella?" An old gruff voice asked. She setup quickly and looked over to the stall gate. She gasped when she saw Tom standing beside the gate. Tom Quickle had worked for her parents since before she could remember and had trained all her parents' horses, now he just helped other people with their horses and my parents kept him on that way.

"Morning Tom." She said blushing. She had hoped that she could sneak into her parent's house before anyone had seen her.

"Miss Bella." Tom gasped. He noticed the blood caked on Bella's forehead. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah…is my parents up?"

"Yes…your father just left for his office and your mother is in the kitchen…I don't believe anyone else is up…seeing has it is only 6:30 in the morning."

"Thank you." She said while getting up and petting Reese before leaving the stall and closing the gate behind her.

"Miss Bella…maybe I should go get your mom." Tom said when noticing Bella limping and the blood caked to her forehead.

"No please don't." Bella begged.

"Just hold on." He told her while heading up to the main house. "Shit," She thought. She could hear mother's shrill voice coming from the opening of the barn. Looking around, she spotted her mother coming towards her. Her mother's curly reddish hair swished around her shoulders while she came towards Bella. Her mother was only 38 and still looked like she was in her late 20's. Bella wished she would be lucky enough to still look young when she got older.

"Bella…what happened to you?" Her mother asked concerned.

"Nothing mom." She said while trying the wipe the blood off of her forehead.

"Bella…you have blood on your forehead…something is wrong…just tell me sweetie." Her mother said while wrapping her arms around her and hugging her tightly. Her mother was worried about her.

"Mom…please." Bella begged her mom.

"No Bella…tell me what is wrong." Her mother said while letting her go.

"Who is my real father?" Bella blurted out, she didn't mean to ask her this way. She saw a look on her mother's face that she had not seen before, a worried look.

"What do you mean…your real father…you know your father Bella." Her mother spoke harshly. Renée was scared that she had found out about Charlie. Everything that she had worked for would crumple if Bella had found out the truth.

"Mother…you are lying and we both know it." She could see her mother biting her tongue.

"This is nor the time or place to talk about this." Her mother harshly said. She did not want everyone finding out her dirty little secret.

"I think it is." Bella bit back.

"Isabella." Her mother chided. "Please."

"I want to know." Bella shouted.

"Isabella Marie…we will talk about this in private." Her mother said sternly.

"Fine…after I get my shower…we are talking." Bella said while moving towards the opening of the barn.

"Are you not going to tell me what happened to you?" Her mother shouted at her. She was worried about her daughter and she did not know what to tell her about her real father or why she was bringing it up. She had always wanted to keep her daughter safe.

"I will…when you give me answers back…now I would like my shower before everyone else wakes up." Bella said before walking up to the house. She opened the double French style doors that led into the kitchen and walked in. When walking in from the outside, you could see the French country style kitchen in all its glory. It had a white fireplace off to the side of the island that was in the center of the kitchen. While a sink and all the other stainless high-end appliances were on the other side of the island. The walls and ceiling were done in a Kelly green color, while the flooring was done in a nice brick. The countertops were done in green-veined quartzite and paired with custom white cabinets. Overhead hung bejeweled iron chandeliers, three of them, each a different designed. The barstools sitting beside the island were done in the same color has the walls. Her grandmother had designed this room, along with the foyer and dinning room. She always though the kitchen felt like it belonged to celebrities or rich people, not to people who live in Ohio. She spotted their cook Jessie who was standing over the stove while singing to a song that was on the radio. Jessie was a shorter older woman with graying hair that she always kept back in a ponytail. She had no kids of her own and always spent her time making different foods for the Dwyer family. Bella tried to slide past her, but Jessie caught her, pointing a spatula at her.

"Going somewhere Miss Bella?" Jessie asked, her hazel eyes dancing with amusement.

"Hi." Bella said while turning around to face Jessie. Jessie had taught her how to cook and had been one of the few older people that actually made sure that she had a childhood. "Anyone else up?" Bella said while turning to go for the door that led out into the foyer and this would lead her closer to the parent's private library and lead her safely to her room without anyone catching her. There was a door in her parent's private library that led to a set of staircases that led to her bedroom, no one but her parents, grandparents on her father side and her knew about the secret staircase.

"No Miss Bell…just your mother and father." Jessie said smirking. "Now why don't you tell me why you're sneaking up your room and the reason for the blood on your forehead?" Bella raised a hand to her forehead and could feel the blood that had caked to her skin was still there. She cursed to herself.

"I feel…its nothing important." Bella mumbled, hoping Jessie would stop asking questions.

"Oh it very important young lady." Her mother said while coming into the kitchen from the outside. "Let her go up stairs Jessie…we have a lot to talk about after you get out of the shower…hurry on up." Her mother said while pointing to the stairs that would lead her to her bedroom door. "I will be in the the office…your uncle Ethan and Emmett are also awake…they went for a run."

Bella turned and hurried to the secret passageway that located in her parent's private library. Going through the other library that was in the house and was the larger of the two library's with floor to ceiling built-bookcases and a fire place on one side, there were also rows abound rows of books, making it look like a bookstore or something. The walls and ceiling of the room were done in a soft tan color and flooring was done in wood, there was also large bay windows on the back wall that looked out abound the gardens. There were chairs of different colors and styles off to the sides of the room and two fancy chairs sitting in front of the fireplace, along with a couch a few feet behind the chairs. They were there for people who wanted to sit and read. She made it to the back of the library and slipped one of the books off the shelf, making the whole bookcase that was built-into the wall, slide behind the other bookcase beside it. Opening to her parent's private library. The library was done in dark red colors and wood floors, with a fireplace and floor to ceiling built-in bookcases and cabinets. Bella could see the library ladder leaning against one of the bookcases. About three of the walls in the room, had the built-in bookcases. There was a leather, Edwardian style sofa in the middle of the room. The room was not that big and had no windows; the only lighting in the room was coming from the iron chandeliers hanging overhead. It was always Bella's favorite spot in the house; she could curl up with a good book and be lost for hours.

Quickly walking up the steps and into her room. Her room was the size of a regular master bedroom. Bella's room had been styled to look like it had come straight out of the Victorian era. It was a huge suit, opening with her sitting area that had a lovely fireplace that was painted a nice green color and marble going around part of it. It was replicated to look like George Washington's fireplace that is in his small dinning room in his Mount Vernon home. There are nice white Victorian style sofas and one chair that were placed around the fireplace. A beautiful white Victorian style, long chaise set off under one of her big bay windows that faced the gardens. The flooring was a dark hardwood, along with the beautiful Victorian style coffee table. The walls, were kept the same has they were back in the Victorian period. They were just a nice creamy white color. Walking towards the fireplace, Bella picked up a remote that set on the mantle and turned the fireplace on with a push of a button. Bella had even managed to make sure that the lighting in the room was done in Victorian style lamps, with the table lamp and floor lamps that were placed around the room. She also had a regency style chandelier, hanging above the couches and chair.

Heading for her bedroom, she opened the double French doors that led to her sleeping area. Her sleeping area was done in a light blue color, along with her comforter, but also had green sheets. Her bed was the thing that she loved the most about her room; it was a Louis XIV style bed, with a white sheer canopy. There was a white bench placed at the end of her bed and armoire on the left side of the room. A dresser and mirror in front of the bed, with pictures stuck to the mirror. A dressing table was placed on the right side of the room. Her room looked like you stepped back to the time when Louis XIV was still alive. This room also had huge windows over looking the gardens. A door on the right side of the room, led to her walk-in closet. There was only one word that described her bedroom; it was extravagate.

She headed towards the door that led straight to her bathroom. She sighed when she opened it. The bathroom was not only old fashion like the rest of her room, but it was also very modern. The walls were a white color and the floor a light blue, looking almost like water was running beneath it. There was claw bathtub and walk-in shower that could fit about five people inside at the same time. The sink was on the other side of the wall with a huge mirror hanging over top of it. Stripping down, she turned the water on in her tub. She put some bubbles in the tub and slowly slid in when it was finally full. She rested her head back on the tub, sighing loudly. She wanted to scream and just scream some more. Would think that your life could change in just such a short period of time. She must of fell asleep because she felt someone shaking her.

"Bella…wake up dear." Her mother said while shaking her. She was so glad that the bubbles were still in the tub and covering her body. She would have been so embarrassed if her mother had seen her body.

"Mom…what are you doing in my bathroom?" Bella asked a little embarrassed.

"Oh quit Bella…I use to change your diaper…so did your father…you had such a cute little butt." Her mother said laughing. Bella shutter at the thought of her parent's looking at her butt. "Now back to the matter at hand… its been well over an hour dear and you did not come to the office to find me…so I came to see if you drowned or snuck out while I wasn't looking." Her mother said while taking a seat in the chair that Bella kept beside the tub. "You going to tell me why Tom found you in Reese's stall this morning with blood on your forehead?" Her mother questioned her, with a tight lip.

"Not until you tell me the truth mother." Bella said while letting some of the water out of the tub, the water had turned cold. She began to draw warmer water.

"Bella…we will not play these childish games."

"Just tell me mom…and I will you everything you want to know." Bella said while staring up at her mom. Her mother had always been busier with town stuff than time to spend with Bella.

"Fine." Her mother said sighing. "Your father…damn…this is so hard…I have worked so hard to protect you Isabella…damn it." Her mother said while letting a few tears to fall down her cheeks. "I promised your grandmother you would never know the truth…I even named you after her to…I promised her." Her mother said while biting her lip, a habit Bella had gotten from her mother.

"My grandmother?" Bella asked while picking up a bubble and blowing on it. "None of my grandma's have the same name has me."

"Yes they do…your name is Isabella Marie…hers was Elena Marie…she was such a sweet lady…so pure…like you." Renée said while crying and remembering Elena. The woman that had helped her keep Bella alive.

"So your amitting that you have lied to me for 23 years…that the person I thought was my father…isn't my father." Bella said in a whisper. She knew it had been true, but to actually hear it from her own mother, it was hard to take. Everything she believed had been a lie.

"Yes…your father is actually Charles Alexander Swan…I met him while I was in New York."

"I thought you had never been to New York…you said there was nothing there." Bella excused her mother.

"I do and I don't hate New York…I was only fourteen and I had been begging my parents…your grandparents…to let me to go to an school that is in New York. This art school is one of the best in the world and it only took people that were really good…I begged and I begged and finally they let me go…I got accepted and moved into the dorms in the fall and everything was going great…I loved New York and it was so pretty during the fall time…my teachers loved me…they thought my paintings were great and were already talking about sending me to France and Italy for a summer program they did…I was so excited and my parents already agreed…I would have been able to meet famous painters and gone to museums that housed some of the greatest paintings to ever been seen." Her mother said with a far off look.

"I can't believe grandma and grandpa let you go…you were only fourteen."

"Oh…I know…your grandparents were very liberal…look at my sisters…two of them married right out of high school and had kids." Renée said smiling."But I was there and everything was great…I made friends with a girl from Georgia…and some of the older girls took a liking to me…actually about late September they invited me out to a restaurants downtown…we actually were not allowed to leave the campus…but I wanted to hang out with them…so I did…I was just leaving one of my classes and was stepping off the sidewalk…I had to head back to the dorms first and then I was going to meet them…I just had step off the curb when I saw him. He was beautiful…I know guys don't like to hear that but he was." She said laughing. "He was tall for being fourteen or thirteen…I knew he was that age just by his boyish features…he had shaggy dark brown hair and he was wearing a school uniform and was getting into a town car. There was also a tall young man holding the door open for him. I could tell from where I was standing…he had had eyes like a wolf…just like yours." Renée said smiling at her daughter. "He looked at me and my heart just fluttered and I knew I was blushing so bad…but he did something I didn't think he would do…he smiled at me and then is face became worried…before I knew I could hear a honking sound and I could feel the wind whip across my skin…next thing I knew I was laying on the sidewalk with the boy kneeling beside me….asking me if I was okay or not…he still had the worried look but he was also smiling at me… and boy could he smile." She said laughing; she still had the far off look in her eyes and Bella smiled at her mother. "He helped me up and I told him I was okay…we exchanged names and I told him I had to go…I did not think he would want a girl like me…but he surprised me when he asked to see me again…after that day we were attached at the hip and I met his family…Elena was great…Bridgette could be annoying and mean even at a young age and his father was gone most of the time." She smiled. "He soon told me what he was...that he was a vampire and at first I wanted nothing to do with him...but finally...I just loved him for him and if he was vampire...I was going to love his vampire side to...now tell me what happened."

"Well remember when you were wanting to know about my internship."

"Yes…oh God...what happened Bella?" Her mother asked worriedly.

"I went…got the internship…and then I went to the dinner that the boss said he always had for his new internships…I met Mr. Swan and Bridgette and Bridgette's husband and child." Bella paused. "They attacked me and Mr. Swan had Bridgette's husband take me out of the apartment to kill me." Bella cried while remembering it all.

"What did Elena do dear…she would have tried to save you…I just know it?"

"She wasn't there…she died back in the 90's mom."

"She's gone?" Renée asked sadly.

"Yes…and I went with Mr. Parker…that's Bridgette's husband and he took me out of the apartment…but on the elevator ride down…I out smarted him and told him has soon has the doors opened…I would scream that he raped me…of course he let me go and I ran.

"Smart girl." Her mother whispered.

"I ran mom…I gathered all my things and headed to the airport…where I jumped on the next flight out…which was headed to Miami…that's where I have been."

"Florida…you have been in Florida?" Her mother asked. She was worried for her daughter. She had done everything to keep her daughter safe and it had not been enough.

"Yes and no…I got to Florida and met an older woman who let me stay in her pool house...oh God...Madelyn is going to get back from her trip and worry because I am not there...I have to call her." Bella cried while putting her head in her hands.

"Bella...it will be fine...okay sweetie...just finish telling me what happened."

"Then I was captured by a bunch guys in military dress."

"Bella I am so sorry." Her mother cried.

"Mr. Parker was with them and I guess he hit me with the back of his gun a few times…so I was not awake for a week…I finally woke up to a cell…and someone standing over me…he turned out to be a great guy…he found out who I was and actually saved me…but before saving me…I was tortured there…Edward…he's the one who saved me-"

"Edward…the man who was with Charlie that day was named Edward…he was a great guy." Her mother said while cutting Bella off. "Edward was one of Charlie's friends."

"Yeah…but he left me." Bella cried while remembering how he just left her. Before her mother could speak again, she began talking again. "He got me out and we some how made it grandma and grandpa's river house."

"You were in Malta?"

"Yes…we stayed for a week…then we were suppose to go to New Orleans…to meet a witch he knew…to put a protection spell on me…it didn't work…we didn't even get there…I made him bring me back home...so I could talk to you and then he left me out by the 'Welcome To Wescott' sign…he left me mom…and how I got the blood on my forehead, is because I was getting out of his car and I slipped in some mud and hit my head on the car door." Bella cried.

"Bella." Her mom said while hugging her.

"Your going to get wet mom." Bella said while pulling away. Her mother hugged her tighter.

"I don't care…you have been hurt and I wasn't there to protect you." Her mother cried.

"Mom…tell me why you lied to dad?"

"You mean why did I let him believe you were his?" Her mother asked and Bella nodded her head yes. "Because me and Charlie had slept together right before I left for Christmas break…I was to be back by the middle of January and when I got home to Wescott…Phil was waiting for me…and I for some reason jumped right back in his arms and on New Years we got drunk and slept together for the first time…and then I went back to New York and found out I was pregnant with you, but I was already a few weeks along…so I knew it you couldn't be Phil's and I was scared…with Charlie being what he was…I went to find him and found Mr. Swan and some how he could hear your heartbeat and he got angry and asked me if I had slept with his son…I of course lied but he didn't believe me…he did the mind compulsion on me and for some reason it didn't work on me…maybe because of you…I don't know…but I agreed to what he said so I could get out of there…he told me to kill you and never talk to his son…I left…raced back to my room and called Phil…telling him I was pregnant…he of course thought you were his...he felt so bad...with him being 17 going on 18 years old and I was only 14...I was so scared…that I just didn't tell him any different…I was scared." Renée cried. Bella placed her hand on her mom's. She could tell her mother was telling the truth.

"Its okay mom."

"No its not…I have lied to everyone Bella…I went along with Phil's marriage proposal and so did my mother...she was so happy…father on the other hand, was a little pissed but he let me get married...I was about 6 months pregnant with you and me and Phil were in Dayton...when all of sudden...I was standing on the street...but I was in this room filled with torture devices and this tall man with long black hair was standing in front of me...he began to choke me...and then Elena rushed into the room, screaming at him to let me go...he told her that he was under the High Kings order to kill me...Mr. Swan finally showed up and Elena some how got him to save my life...but that when you were born...they were going to let you die...Mr. Swan told his wife that it was up to her to kill you...this did not happen...I went into labor and some how Elena showed up just before and gave you...your father's blood and told me that you reminded her of her son and that you were going to be a very beautiful girl...she was right." She said smiling. "She left the hospital and I did not see her again...Phil was in classes and finally showed up right after and here we are now." Renée said while biting her bottom lip again and whipping her eyes. "I am so sorry Bella."

"Mom…I am not mad you…yes you lied, but you did it protect me…thank you." Bella said while crying. Bella did not know how to be mad at her mother, her mother was only doing what she thought was best for her.