So, I´ve decided everyone´s Christmas presents for this story, took a while, but thanks to "actressCeCe" for giving me heaps of ideas.
And as you can see, I´ve changed the picture for this, found the pic on Google. The girl have got nothing to do with the story, but if you look closely, or make the picture bigger, you can see that she has tape over her mouth, with the text. "If you tell anyone I´ll kill you."

"Where is everybody?" I asked Carlisle, he was on his way back to his office.

"Bella and Edward is with your parents, they should call any minute now. Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rose, Nessie, and the wolf pack are out hunting, they´d be back tomorrow night, Esme´s in the kitchen. I´m sure she would love some company." I nodded, and half ran upstairs to the kitchen.

"Esme?" I walked into the kitchen, and jumped up on one of the high chairs by the kitchen bench, and leaned against the bench.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to make you some dinner."

"Esme?"

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you ´bout something?"

"Yes, of course, anything. Just let me finish this, and we´ll talk while you´re eating." I nodded, and rested my chin in my hands. Carlisle also came walking into the kitchen, when the phone was ringing, I looked up. Carlisle got it, and I clenched my hands, and could hear my heart pounding in my ears.

"Dr. Cullen. Oh, hi Bella. How did it go… yes… yes… yes…. I´ll tell her that, see you tomorrow… bye." I stopped breathing when Carlisle put the phone back in his pocket.

"Jamie," Carlisle sat down on the chair next to me. I nodded, and he continued. "That was Bella calling, and as you know she and Edward have brought your parents to some rehabs."

"Yes."

"You know, I told you it would probably be around six months before they come back…"

"Yes."

"Turned out, it´s gonna be a little longer than expected."

"Yes."

"They are gonna be back here in… about the beginning of August."

"BEGINNING OF AUGUST? But that´s…" I counted on my fingers. "Almost eight months away. Oh." I dunked my head in the bench, and kept my head down. Carlisle ruffled with his hand in my hair.

"Don´t." I sat up again. "I… I need to be alone for a minute." I jumped down from the chair, and walked downstairs and to my room. I sat down on the floor with my back against the bed, and put my head in my hands. I didn´t cry, didn´t scream… nothing. I sat like that for a couple of minutes, then there was a knock on the door.

"Yes?" I said. Esme opened the door and came in.

"Dinner´s ready."

"I´m not hungry."

"Try to eat something then, and there was something you wanted to ask, wasn´t it." I sighed, and stood up.

"Yes." I walked past her. "Oh, and that broken lock, that was Emmett, not me." I walked upstairs in silence, and sat down by the kitchen bench, where they stood a plate with my food, and a glass of water, I grabbed the fork, but didn´t eat, and just sat there, pushing the food back and forth on the plate.

"What was it that you wanted to ask?"

"I wanted to ask… well… it´ll be Christmas soon, and I wanted to get Christmas presents for each and every one of you, but…. I don´t really know what."

"All right… well, Alice is interested in fashion and clothes, so anything that she´ll love." I nodded. "Rosalie, she spends a lot of time into her appearance, she loves anything about clothes or make- up. Bella doesn´t really like receiving gifts, but she likes reading, especially the classics. Nessie likes reading, and music. Those are the girls. Well, about the boys, Edward is the musician and has a huge collection of CD:S and LP:s. Though he always looking for those he do not have. Jasper is a former soldier, so he loves anything about any war… or about Texas. Emmett loves sports, especially baseball." I nodded.

"Which one is his favorite team?" I asked.

"The winning team." Esme laughed, and I smiled.

"So, how ´bout you and Carlisle."

"You know what would make us really happy?"

"No."

"If you gave us something you had done yourself." I nodded.

"Esme?"

"Yes."

"I´ve got an idea for what to give Carlisle, but… I´d need like, a family photo or something like that for it, have you got one I could have?"

"Of course." Esme disappeared for a couple of minutes and came back with a photo of all the Cullens, a group photo with them all in base- ball- clothing's and base-ball equipment in their hands.

"Is this good?"

"Yeah, it´s great, thanks."

"You´re welcome." I finished eating, Esme took the plate and the other stuff, before I had the time to protest and say that I would do it.

"I´m… I´m just gonna go home and get some… stuff…" I said, grabbed the photo and was on my way out of the room when…

"Jamie?"

"Yeah."

"Try not to waste too much money okay?"

"Okay." The fact that I didn´t have too much money to waste I wouldn´t have to tell Esme, when I walked to my room and left the photo, before grabbing my keys, pulling my jacket and backpack on and cycling to my old home.

I´d had one period during my childhood when I loved scrapbooking, and though I didn´t really had no pictures to do it with, and I was really bad at it, I could always do something with all the papers and the stickers. It was all that equipment I got when I was at home. I pulled out some black papers and a gold pen. That I put in my backpack. And that I put the rest of the stuff back in my wardrobe, I lifted a plank in the floor in my room. The little space under the plank was where I´d hid all the money I saved. I took them up and counted them, 73 dollars, not too much but I was sure I would think of something. I put the money in my pocket, and then I left the house for the third time today. This time I left my bike, the roads was starting to get too slippery for cycling anyway.

So, I know it isn´t very long, but I gotta go now. Please review.