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Chapter 5: Respect.

Hero,

After making sure Bella was sleeping I sauntered down the stairs and into the music room where I knew Edward was.

He looked up from the piano when I entered. "Don't you knock?" he hissed.

I rolled my eyes. "You haven't earned my respect so I will not knock when I want to see you."

Edward scoffed. "Earn your respect? If anyone should be earning respect it should be you, of course I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't know what the word meant."

I stepped up to him. "I did not come here to argue with you Edward, I came to ask you something, may I sit?"

He looked at me sourly. "Whatever." He mumbled.

I rolled my eyes again.

"Edward I don't know what we did that made you hate Bella and I but I would like to say that hurting Bella is the last thing you want to do. I can take whatever you throw at me but leave my sister out of this, you do know that you are the reason she fainted don't you? And you didn't even have the respect to show up at the hospital to see if she was alright, she was broken Edward, she was absolutely broken, she thinks you hate her and I know you don't, she is your blood singer isn't she? That's why you are giving her such a hard time yes? Well it's not her fault Edward so try to consider it from her point; she actually thinks you hate her." I explained calmly.

His mouth fell open. "How did you know that she was my singer?" he asked.

"You never could be near her for too long, any idiot could tell, you weren't exactly conspicuous about it." I answered.

Edward shifted in his seat. "Why does she care so much if I hate her?"

My lips pressed into a tight line, my eyebrows were so high I was sure they had disappeared into my hair line.

"Don't play dumb Edward, you know why she cares, or would you like me to spell it out for you? Bella has feelings for you, it's not just a crush and you know it." I growled.

"She's 13." Edward protested.

For the third and hopefully last time, I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not asking you to woo her you stupid idiot, I'm asking you to stop acting like a moron to her, just be her friend, and if you break her heart in anyway Edward, I swear and God is my witness, I will make sure you die, got it?"

I swear I saw him gulp, he nodded in agreement.

I stood up and made to leave the room, my hand was just on the handle when he called my name.

"Yes?" I asked, turning back to him.

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I just want to apologise for how I acted to you, I'm sure I was very unpleasant and I am very sorry, I hope you can forgive me?" he asked.

I smiled. "Of course Edward, but I am not the only one who needs to be apologised to."

He nodded. "When she wakes up I'll make sure I do that."

I walked around the huge baby grand and threw my arms around him. "Thank you." I said into his shoulder, my voice came out my muffled.

He stiffened for a moment before quickly hugging me back.

I pulled away from him and grinned. "You stink."

He smirked and wrinkled his nose. "Speak for yourself."

"Fangs."

"Dog."

We were both silent for a beat before simultaneously bursting into laughter.

I smiled at him as I turned to leave. "You're good people Edward, don't let your over thinking things get in the way of that."

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I walked into the kitchen where I found Esme studying a recipe. She turned around when she heard me come in and smiled warmly.

"May I speak to you?" I asked.

She nodded and took the seat across from me, her hands folded on the oak counter.

"I want to apologise for my behaviour to you Esme. I'm sure that you saw on my file that I wasn't exactly saint of the year but I would like to explain my actions." I said.

"Of course Hero."

"When Bella and I were born there were...complications."

Her brows furrowed. "What do you mean by complications?"

"I was diagnosed mildly autistic, mildly bi- polar and mildly ADHD, my mother did a runner on me and took Bella."

The look on Esme's face was one I had never seen before, she looked absolutely livid.

"What kind of mother does that." She shouted.

I chuckled. "Mine, may I please continue with my story?"

"Yes, sorry dear."

"I was raised by my father until I was 2. My mother married when I was 3 to a minor league baseball player, they were travelling a lot and ended up dumping Bella on my dad, that wasn't the first time though, my mother had dumped Bella on us several times to go party or something."

I could see Esme was trying not to shout, I saw her fingers twitch on the table, she wanted to hit something, I knew the feeling.

"My father took action and went to court to get custody of Bella, which he eventually did. We didn't see her till we were 7, she was with a different man this time, a law professor, and she had robbed Phil of all his money and ran away with the law professor who was at least 6 years younger than her."

That did it. Esme stood up roughly and punched her fist into the counter, which shattered into a million pieces.

I looked up at her in surprise. She made a face.

"Damn, I really liked that table."

I couldn't help the small laugh that escaped me, and soon we were both rolling around in hysterics.

We settled and I continued.

"The last time we heard from her was a month before the accident, she was still with the professor and pregnant with his baby, her third daughter, when we saw her at my father's funeral she was holding the new born, she was looking at her with such love and affection, something she had never given me. So when I first saw you I despised you because you were the mother I always wanted, I was stuck with René and you were just sitting there waiting for me, I hope you can forgive me Esme, I would like to start again." I explained, my eyes pleading.

She pulled me into a hug. "I love you Hero." She murmured.

"I'm sorry Esme." I said quietly.

She patted my cheek, and pressed her lips to my forehead.

"It is well my daughter, it is well."

AN: Did I lose focus towards the end? So sorry!

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