I cried for hours. Edward just held me. Rebekah and the rest left us alone. I fell asleep. I awoke. I awoke in my old bed. My maroon bed sheets and pillow surround me. I yawn. I was thirsty. I stand up. And run downstairs. The Cullens are talking quietly amongst themselves. They see me. They immediately stop. I walk towards the fridge.
"Welp! I guess no blood here. Time to search the basement." I mutter. I walk downstairs in the basement. I open the deep freezer. I this filled with blood. "Checkmate." I take one out. And drink it quickly. My thirst is quenched. I wipe my mouth. I see Edward. I smile at him. I throw away the bag. "Sorry. Having an Emotional breakdown breakdowns my resistance level for human blood. I need to go hunting later..." I trail off. Edward just kisses me. What the hell?! I exclaim in my head. He pulls back. I realize worried lined his face. "Hey what is it?" I ask.
"I thought you were gonna go through it. I thought you were going to make me forget. I don't to forget. I want to hold you forever and ever. I thought at first I wouldn't mind forgetting. Then I saw you how upset you were to cause us all so much confusion and hurt." He takes a deep breath and holds my hands between his. "I thought I was going to break. I couldn't see anything. At first I was so hurt that you kept it from me and I realized it hurt you more. Knowing something but can't tell anyone. To be scared for your brothers when you just wanted a life. And I knew when I first started dating you. You had a past. I am sorry for being so indifferent to you. For not caring enough to forgive you." He says. I know he meant well. My anger shoots through the roof.
"Forgive me?" My voice sounds cold. Empty. "There is nothing you can forgive. I have done nothing wrong. I understand that you thought there is something to forgive there isn't. Yes I lied to you at least you found out now and not twenty years from now. So no. There is absolutely nothing to forgive. Because nothing CAN be forgiven." I yank my hands from his. I walk out of the house and slam the door. I see the old playing tree of ours. I jump up. I climb to the top. The leaves tickle me. I stretch my arms out. As if to fly. I smile.
Stefan ,Damon and I climb the tree. I might have been in a corset but I didn't care. I just climbed. I got to the top and stretched my arms out as if to fly. I was wearing a yellow dress with purple butterflies everywhere on my dress. I was faster than Stefan and Damon. They got up here seconds later.
"Wouldn't father worry about you climbing?" asks Damon Politely. I just shrug.
"I honestly don't care. Father is silly and he doesn't understand what it is like being a girl. Always pretending to be a "perfect lady"." I mutter.
"Hello? Kids? Are you okay?" says a kind gentle British accent voice. We look down. A handsome fellow was standing down from us. His blonde-ish hair and piercing blue eyes. My cheeks turn pink once I realize that if he wanted to he could look up my dress. I sigh. Too late now. I force my cheeks to turn normal. I climb down once I get to the lowest branch I jump. I jump from where I have jumped thousands of times before. But I lost my footing. The stranger caught me. I look up caught in his piercing gaze. My brain fogs. Then I hear another voice.
"Brother? What are you doing?" asks a blonde girl with just as piercing blue eyes as the stranger.
"Sister?!" My brothers both exclaim and they are next to me with one jump. I stand up and straighten my skirt.
"I am fine. I guess I tripped?" It sounded more like a question. I shrug it off with a smile. I curtsy to the stranger. "Thank you stranger. For catching me. I usually make the landing. I guess I am just clumsy today." I say smiling gratefully.
"Just call me Klaus. This is my sister Rebekah." He says introducing himself. I nod my head slightly to be polite.
"Isabella Maria Slavatore! How many times have I told you to not climb trees. You could have hurt yourself." yells my father. Naturally he turned on Damon. "This is all your fault. You shouldn't have taught her how to climb in the first place. Ladies don't climb trees." He pulls back his hand as if to hit him. I immediately step forward in front of Damon.
"Don't go blaming Damon for something that was clearly my fault. AND don't ever try to hit my family in front of strangers. You want to talk about manners then there is a rule you just broke father." I say. Stubbornly I refuse to move until Father sets his hand down. "I am so sorry for my fathers insolence. He doesn't seem to understand Damon just taught me so I wouldn't get myself hurt learning by myself." I smile kindly. "Would you like to come in for some tea? I am sure you are very thirsty from you long trip Mr. Michaelson." He nods his head. "Damon would you kindly walk me inside?"
"Yes of course dear sister." He takes my arm and leads the way inside. Damon smirks at father. When we get inside I know Stefan is trying hard not to laugh. I was very good at protecting Damon and Stefan even though I wasn't supposed to. Which makes me very angry.
"Are we repeating history?" asks Klaus. I climb down and land perfectly on my feet.
"Not today. Speaking of which. I was wondering when my father was about to hit Damon. You looked hurt for a split second. And then I stepped in. Did your father abuse you? When you were younger?" I ask.
"Yes he did. I was impressed for the fact that you stepped up and saved your brother. Rebekah tried that once but father beat her too. But I was more impressed when you used his own tactic against him." I was impressed y your courage altogether. Even then you were so confident in yourself. Yet now you look confused and question yourself. Why is that?" he asks trying to flirt with me.
"I met the real you." was my answer. With that I walk back inside.