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Ch 11: Edwards Past

BPOV

I remember passing out and waking up a few times as we hit big bumps. As soon as we got away from the school he pulled over and put a blindfold over my eyes. He tied my hands at the front with rope that was digging into my skin and he told me if I made any noise he would gag me too. I nodded and decided that screaming would do no good and the gag would make things even worse. My mind was spinning and my head hurt like crazy. Every big bump we hit reminded me that I had to pee really bad and every time we turned a corner it was fast and I hit my head off the side of the truck.

He had music blaring and it was music I had never heard of before. It sounded like tribal music, but not the nice soothing stuff, this sounded like music you would play as you killed somebody. I started shaking and tears rolled steadily down my cheeks. Nobody would even know I was missing until at least tomorrow morning. Dad started work at 11 tonight and worked the night shift, and I was supposed to be at work so he wouldn't think anything of me not being home. Sure my car would be in the school parking lot, but my friends wouldn't think anything of it. I'd been spacey lately. I was doomed because we had to have been driving for at least an hour or two already, and the distance we could cover in that time is large. We could be going out of state and then nobody would ever find me.

I was weak from not eating and my arms were aching. Thankfully my sleeves were still down so he couldn't see the cuts because no doubt would he use that to his advantage and make the torture worse if that's what he was going to do to me. I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness again and the tears were falling harder and harder. I didn't know what I was supposed to do now. There was nothing I could do. Nothing but let the blackness take over…

EPOV

I left Bella as we walked to the school to go to class and I felt happy. It was weird how giddy I felt after just one lunch but I felt so comfortable with her. We could be good friends, I knew it. we left with promises to see each other in chemistry and when I arrived at chemistry as the bell rung I was shocked to see that she wasn't there. The chemistry class looked onto the parking lot and I could see her mustang parked close to my Volvo and I wondered where she could be. Maybe she got sick? She didn't eat that much and maybe that's why but wouldn't she have gone home if she was sick? Chief Swan might have came and picked her up but he would have sent somebody for her car.

My mind was reeling and I couldn't help but think that something was wrong. It wasn't like her to not show up for class but have her car in the parking lot. She seemed fine as we left each other at lunch and she said she was going to be in class. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and sent her a text.

Hey Bella, where are you? Chemistry is boring as usual… I hope you aren't sick again-E

I waited all class for a response and never got one. it was not like her to not answer but I got up and left and went to my car. I walked over to her mustang and noticed her calculator lying on the ground by her door and picked it up and put it in my bag. I'd give it to her when I saw her next, it couldn't just sit out here in the rain. I went to my car and started heading home because I had a ton of homework and I didn't want to stay up late. The day had taken its toll on me. All the nervousness for the lunch date had really used up a lot of energy and I could definitely use a nap.

I walked in the front door to hear my mother rushing around the kitchen as usual. She always had an afterschool snack for us ready on the table before we started out homework. I walked in to see freshly baked cookies and an array of fruit. I kissed her on the cheek as a thanks, filled a plate and headed up towards my bedroom to get started on the shit ton of homework I had to do. I heard Emmett come home with a couple of his friends yelling around the house and I turned my music up and locked my bedroom door so that nobody could bother me. I lay back on my bed and remembered our lunch date. The way she laughed and smiled at me and talked to me even though I'd been such an ass hole lately.

I finally got to doing my homework and it took my until my eyes were shutting on their own before I finally finished so I turned off my lights and music and drifted off into a deep sleep that I don't think a bomb could wake.

"Edward! HELP! PLEASE! Somebody help me!" a female voice screamed at the top of her lungs. My eyes snapped towards a cabin in the woods. It was dark and there were trees every way I looked. The only thing that stood out was the lights shining from the windows of the cabin that was only a few feet in front of me.
"Hello?" I called out. Worried that someone was in huge trouble and not knowing what to do. How to help or save the girl that was crying out my name.
"Somebody help me…" the voice cried, breaking up as it seems tears were overtaking her.

Impulse had me running for the cabin, but as I ran the cabin got further and further away. I yelled for the girl. Telling her that I was going to save her. It didn't matter what it took, I was going to save her. Her screams got louder even as the cabin got smaller and smaller. I was running towards it, but the cabin was disappearing into the forest and I couldn't catch up with it. I had to stop running as I was out of breath and I watched the last traces of the lights from the windows disappear into the dark brush of the forest and I knelt down and put my head in my hands.

I couldn't save her. Who was I kidding? I wasn't a hero; I couldn't help the poor girl stuck in the cabin as much as I wished I could. Tears slipped into my hands as the dark forest turned into a bright beach scene. I looked around in awe at the beauty that spread before me and wished I could have someone here to share the moment with me. The sun was setting and the white sand contrasted with the darkening horizon and the light blue water of the ocean.
"Edward. You need to wake up to save her"
"Who said that?" I asked as I looked around. There wasn't anybody near me, the beach was completely empty other than myself.

"My darling, you know who I am in your heart." As I looked towards the water there was a beautiful woman walking towards me. She had hair the same colour as mine and her pale skin and beautifully perfect face showed me that she wasn't actually here in front of me. She looked so familiar and different at the same time.
"How do I know you?" I asked with a rough manner. Getting frustrated with this woman for ruining this perfect beach.
"Esme has not told you? Edward I am your mother. But I must go before the sun sets. You need to save that young girl Edward. You're the only one with a true connection to her soul. The connection that will mean the difference between life and death for her. Follow your gut and remember that I am always watching over you. As is your father. We love you, son" she said as she started to shimmer away before me.
"Wait! My mother? Please don't leave! What does all this mean!" I screamed as she started to disappear. "Please!" I screamed again at the sky when she was gone. The sun set and darkness overtook the beach. I fell down to the sand and shook my head. This couldn't be. I couldn't save a girl I didn't know, especially with having to find where my real parents were! I couldn't do all this on my own!

I woke up with a scream and I looked around my room into the darkness. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could tell I was crying. I sat up and turned my light on in my bedroom to try and calm myself down. Adopted? My real parents? Who were they? I didn't even know my real mothers name. The woman from the dream, she looked so much like me. How could she not be my mother? I always knew that I didn't look anything like Esme or Carlisle, and me and Emmett shared no resemblance what so ever but could I really be adopted? Why wouldn't they tell me? After all this time you'd think I deserved to know who my real parents were.

My body had stopped sweating and the tears had stopped and all that I felt was pure exhaustion. I turned off my light, lying back in my bed again and as soon as my eyes closed, peaceful and dreamless sleep overtook me.

The morning came far too quickly and I felt no more rested then when I had gone to bed the night before. The dreams were fresh in my mind and I got ready as quick as I could, wanting to talk to Esme before I went to school. I wouldn't mention the dreams because that would be weird, I would just ask. If she wanted to know how I found out I'd say I found an old picture online researching and it looked like me with other people. How could she not believe that, I had to have been with my parents for a few years at least? I walked downstairs to Esme humming and flipping pancakes.
"Hey ma, can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked quietly from the doorway.
"Oh honey, you scared me! You're never up this early. Sure thing sweetie, just talk while I flip" she said with a wave of her spatula.

"Am I adopted?" I said abruptly. She flipped a pancake and almost dropped it as I heard her intake a gulp of air.
"How did you find out?" she whispered as she turned off the burners of the stove and turned towards me.
"Doing some research for a project" I mumbled looking down at my feet.
"I was going to tell you on your eighteenth birthday… I didn't want to tell you too soon because the story that goes along isn't the nicest of one… how about you stay home from school this morning and once Emmett leaves we will have a little chat… okay?" she said with a strained smile. I just nodded because I could tell this was really hard for her.

She turned the burners back on and began cooking again except this time with the absence of her humming and suddenly I felt horrible for bringing it up when she was in such a good mood. Ruining her morning was the last thing I wanted to do. I got up and walked up to my bedroom to grab my phone and turned it on to see that I didn't have any missed calls or text messages. It worried me that Bella still hadn't gotten back to me; usually it didn't take her this long to answer back.

After a very quiet breakfast from Esme and I, Emmett was of course loud as usual, Emmett left for school and Esme and I were sitting in the family room facing each other, but neither of us saying a word to each other. The quiet was intense and far from comfortable but I didn't want to push her on the subject when she said it wasn't a good story. I didn't know if I was ready for this myself, but she came to me in my dream so she must think I'm ready for whatever Esme has to tell me. I hated calling her she, I didn't even know my own mothers name.

"What was her name?" I finally said, giving in to the silence that was threatening to end this conversation before it started.
"Elizabeth Masen. Your father was Edward Senior Masen; she took his last name when the married two years before you were born. I had never seen a couple more happy than they were. Elizabeth was my sister just so you know. That's why you don't look shockingly not like me. she was an amazing woman and you were her pride and joy. I had never seen a mother care for a baby as much as she did you. She never kept her eyes off of you, never had to punish you. Im surprised you cant remember her. You adored her. You never did anything bad because whenever you were with her you would laugh and smile and you started playing piano because of her." Esme started crying as the words were coming out.

"She played piano professionally for years. She actually went to Julliard. She was truly amazing and at age one and a half you were on her lap playing on her grand piano learning the notes better than you knew your abc's at the time. People were shocked at your talent and always told her that you were going to be famous one day for your music. Your dad disagreed though" she said with a laugh. "Edward Senior was an author. An amazing author actually and he believed you'd follow in his footsteps eventually. You had incredible creative and artistic parents. Your mother painted and sold her paintings once she stopped playing piano professionally. Some of the artwork around the house is actually hers" Esme said with a smile. She looked at me as tears were running down her face most steadily.

"You were three years old and you were staying with us for a few days while your dad went on a small tour in Canada. see your mother and father couldn't stand to be apart from each other even for one night. they couldn't take you with them so I agreed to watch you. They were on their way home from the airport in seattle and there was a accident. Your mother and father were on the highway and a truck driver fell as—" she started balling and I moved closer to comfort her. She choked back a sob and I felt tears starting to fall down my own eyes. " your father was a very good driver, but he couldn't have expected the truck driver going the opposite way to fall asleep at the wheel. The truck swerved into their lane going 70 miles an hour and your dad couldn't do anything about it. he didn't have time to avoid the head on collision.

"Your father died instantly but your mother stayed alive until the ambulance arrived. She told them that I was to adopt you and tell you about all of this when I felt you would be ready for it. She gave them the bracelet that was on her wrist to give to me and words of love before she drifted away from us forever…" Esme finished. At this point in time she was full on balling and I didn't know what to do to help her. "I know this is a lot to take in and this is why I didn't tell you when you were younger. We hid all the pictures in the spare bedroom closet so that you wouldn't ask about it and neither would Emmett. He was only 4 when it happened and we had to tell him that his aunt and uncle had to leave for a while…" she trailed off.

"Can I see the pictures?" I asked quietly. Not sure if it would trigger another round of tears after they had finally slowed down. A little giggly escaped her lips.
"Of course you can see them. All your baby pictures are in there. That's why there is none on display. All the pictures of you have either your mother or father in them with you. You were their miracle. Your mother was told she couldn't have children. They were about to give up for good when they found out they were having you. Your mother couldn't have been happier to have a beautiful boy with hair exactly like hers." She said with a smile as she got off the couch and headed towards the stairs to go to the spare bedroom across from mine on the top floor.

We spent hours looking at pictures. My mother had been beautiful and I was a spitting image of my father other than the hair. We even had the same colour eyes-emerald green. We laughed and joked around and realized it was almost the end of lunch at school and I had to get going. I gave her a hug and thanked her for telling me all of this even though it was difficult and rushed off to school. When I arrived I saw Bella's mustang in the same spot it had been the day previous and hoped she would be in class today. I wanted to tell her what I found out. I was just so ecstatic about my newfound information! My mother was amazing and beautiful and I knew where I started out my music now. I only remembered starting my music lessons but nothing really before that. I couldn't believe I didn't remember my parents. I guess my head might have blocked it out because it was painful. Obviously at 3 I would have been able to tell that Esme and Carlisle were upset and that my parents never came back to pick me up from the visit I was having with them.

It was hard to focus on class when all I wanted to do was share this news with somebody. I wanted to get to know my mother better, but I know it was hard for Esme to talk about her so maybe I could just ask a question every now and then and get answered slowly. Satisfy my need to know my mother, and not get Esme too upset in the process. I couldn't help but think of Bella. I wanted to talk to her. Not just any random person, I wanted Bella. My feelings for her confused me to the bone. I liked her, but she drove me crazy. I was the biggest dick to her and I couldn't believe that she still talked to me after everything I had done to her. I wanted to be her friend; I wanted to make her happy because there were days that I just wasn't sure she was there in the flesh. She would space out and she wouldn't be herself. She would hold herself like she was going to fall apart and I worried about her safety. Class was over and I went to chemistry. She wasn't there again and I really started to worry. Her car was in the parking lot, but she wasn't here. Did she change classes because of me? I couldn't stand it if she did…

BPOV

It was dark and it was cold. I was shivering and even through the blindfold I could see it wasn't day time anymore because there was no light coming in from the top or the bottom. My hands were still tied together and once we got to where we were, he tied my feet together too. I was so uncomfortable. I was sitting on a cement floor and it was freezing cold. I had to pee and my stomach was protesting that I hadn't eaten much lately and I felt like I was going to be sick. I had stopped crying because I knew it would do no good but dehydrate me faster and that thought had my eyes watering again. What did he want with me? I don't think I'd ever know. I think I'd be dead before anyone found me to figure it out. He was merciless and I knew this wasn't going to be a happy ending for me.

I heard footsteps coming towards me and I shrunk back against the wall in reflex. I didn't want him touching me, I didn't want him coming anywhere near me. Luck wasn't on my side. His hand caressed my face and I flinched away. I heard him growl and a hard slap landed across my cheek. The sound echoed around the room and I cried out in pain. My cheek was on fire and I was crying again through the pain.
"You slut. Don't you fucking flinch away from me. I am in control here and you will do as I fucking say" he growled in my ear and he grabbed my boob and squeezed hard having me cry out in pain again.
"So responsive. I will have so much fun with you" he whispered in my ear. He yanked on my hair to expose my neck and he came down slowly and kissed it and then bit it hard. I screamed again out of pure pain. I didn't know what else to do. It hurt so badly and I was sure it drew blood.
"I'm going to have so much fun with you" he said as he started walking away from me. I heard a loud door slam shut and I started shaking with the tears that were falling from my face…

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