Hey you guys remember me? The girl who never updates? I'm sorry about that. I went through a period in my life to where I just didn't want to write anymore and that was not fair to you, the readers. Again, I'm sorry, but the good news is that I've gained that back! I'm going to continue with this story and other stories that haven't been updated since 2010!

Enjoy this much needed chapter!


I sighed in relief when I heard my big brother's worried voice. I was so shaken up and Emily whimpering every now and then was not helping me at all, so it felt good to hear his soothing, velvety words.

"I I I'm f-fine! Well, n no I'm not and neither is Emily!" I know I sounded like a baby, but I was scared.

"I know sweetheart, I know. Bella, I have to tell you something important, so you need to listen very carefully. Those people downstairs are going to tell you some things that we should have told you a long time ago. Their words are going to seem unbelievable and you will be skeptical, but trust me when I say that they are all true."

I scrunched my forehead. "Edward, you're scaring me."

"Don't be afraid, angel. We will explain more in depth when we get home. Please keep Emily away though and make sure she isn't prying into your conversation. If she hears this, she could be in dire danger. Do you think you will be able to handle this, love?"

My heart was beating a thousand miles an hour. What did he mean? Who were these strange people with the glowing red eyes? What was their news? Why did Edward seem afraid himself? Most importantly of all, why didn't my family tell me this so called news themselves? If they did, would I be in this situation with Emily?

A million questions ran through my head, but I answered Edward in my bravest voice. "Okay, Edward. I will listen and make sure Emily is not around to hear it."

I saw Emily's eyes widen, her mouth forming am 'o' shape.

"Love, do one more thing for me."


"Tell me you love me, one more time?"

I was confused. Out of all of the things he could have asked from me, he asked me to say that I love him?

As weird as it was, I couldn't deny him. I do love Edward. He's the most wonderful brother in the whole wide world.

"I love you, Edward."

"I love you too, Bella. Now, go."

I hung up and turned to Emily.

"What's going on?" She demanded.

"You have to stay up here. Please don't listen to my conversation, Edward says that this can be dangerous and he doesn't want you to get in the middle of this. I don't either." I say all of this so quietly that she has to strain to hear me.

She put her hands on her hips and glared at me. "How does he know what they want? Don't say that they knew those people were coming and they didn't give you a heads up because I'm guessing that that's untrue. Even if they knew, why would they leave us in the house alone to face them? Well, for you to face them? It just doesn't make sense, Bella!"

"Emily, listen to me, please? Just stay up here, you'll be far enough away that you won't hear a thing, even if I'm yelling. Please, I don't ask you for much. All I want from you is this one little thing. Please say you'll do this! Please?"

"If you keep saying please, I'll hit you with your pillow!"

I smiled at her attempted humor. "Now's not the time for a pillow fight. We can do that as soon as this conversation is through."

"You will come back?" Emily looked so scared for my safety and it really made me proud to have a friend like her.

"I promise."

"Okay, but hurry up. If you're not back in an hour, I'm sneaking out the window and getting help!"

"Okay." I turned and walked out the door, going to face these people and their story.


I snapped my phone closed and sank against the tree in desperation. When my beautiful Bella figures out the truth, she will be disgusted with me, with all of us. I wouldn't be able to bare it if she decided to go live with another family, a normal family. I scowled at myself in disgust. I've never wanted to be a human so much in my life. They have it made. They don't have to worry about feeding on blood and they wouldn't have their loves running from them in terror. All I wanted was for my angel to love me and that's exactly why I made her tell me that. I could have asked for many other things: understanding, compassion for our kind or maybe for her to reassure me that she wasn't afraid of me, of us. Instead, I asked for the words I needed to hear most of all.

"I love you Edward."

"Son," Carlisle's voice interrupted my self loathing. "I may not be a mind reader like you, but I think I get the gist of what you're thinking. I'm sure she will love you still. I'm sure she will love all of us. Remember that day when we had to ground her for going to close to that lion?"

I cringed. That was the worst moment of my life, seeing her in that position. She was so vulnerable, so delicate.

"When you killed that lion," Carlisle said, ignoring my pained expression. "Do you remember her words?"

"Eddie, do you remember what you said in the meadow, about how you're the bad guy?"

"Well, you just proved that you're not."

"The bad guy would have just let me be eaten by that lion. He wouldn't have saved me. You didn't. You just proved that you're not a villain, just like I knew you would."

I smiled faintly. She put herself in harm's way, just to prove my innocence. She was truly selfless, but very foolish. She needed me to protect her and I needed her just to live.

"Son, if she was willing to do that, then she's willing to put all of this aside and continue on. If she's not, then we will have to live with the consequences." I knew that even though Carlisle was trying to sound strong, he was really breaking down inside. He couldn't imagine being without his daughter. I don't even want to go into what Esme and the others were thinking because their thoughts just screamed excessive amounts of despair at the thought of losing Bella.

I tried to follow Carlisle's example and stay strong for my family, but I can't say that my heart did not die a little on this night.

Caius POV

I was ecstatic because tonight I finally got to see Il mio angelo. I can't wait until she becomes of age so that I can finally tell her the depth of my feelings. I'll make her twice as happy as Cullen could ever make her and in the end, I know she will end up as Princess Isabella Volturi, not Isabella Cullen. I scowled at the last name. It didn't even sound appealing. Isabella deserves more that what the Cullen's can give her. When she becomes a vampire, they will inhibit her from giving into her natural urges in order to live this lie that they insist upon. When she is with me, I promise to not deny her anything.

I would do anything for her because she is my whole world.

I remember when I lost Mercedes and the pain and anguish I experienced. I refused to let those mongrels take away my Isabella; I will not make the same mistake that I made all those years ago.

I will fight and kill for her. God, help all those who stand in my way because I can and will destroy them if they even dare think about taking her away from me.

I heard her precious feet, lightly coming down the stairs; her beautiful heart was beating so fast.

I frowned. I'll woo her and make sure that she could never feel fear towards me, but love and compassion.

I heard her clear her throat, and looked up to find not a little girl, but a blossoming woman. She was so adorable with that little blush on her face, but at the same time she appeared salacious in her tight little tank top and those shorts. I breathed in her smell and was instantly upset when I noticed her smell was mixed with that heathen's! I looked at her shorts and noticed that they were more like boxers. They must be his. I was suddenly hit by a wave of jealousy. I was seeing red. I had the sudden urge to show her who she belonged to. Images of me taking her into my arms and running away appeared in my head, ripping off her clothes and pounding into her. I could almost hear her screaming my name and begging me to dominate her more.

Aro smiled at Bella and beckoned her in. There were only two seats left, the one beside me and a separate plush chair across from us. I desperately wanted her to sit beside me, but after chewing her lip, and looking back and forth, she chose the chair. I was saddened by this, but I tried not to let it show on my face.

"Is your friend listening?" Aro knew she wasn't, but he wanted to reinforce the seriousness of the situation to Bella.

"No, I made her promise not to. Although, she will get worried after about an hour and she will go find help." Bella threatened.

We knew. We had heard everything. I had to listen to Bella tell that vile creature that she loved him. Well, she won't love him for long, that's for sure!

Aro chuckled at her braveness. "We know."

Bella raised her eyebrow in a questioning manner and opened her mouth to speak, but Aro quickly cut her off.

"Bella, I need you to listen very carefully to what we are saying. This is very important, so please hold your questions until the end. Okay?"

Bella nodded her consent and Aro spoke again.

"Tell me Bella, do you like scary stories?"

"I suppose."

"What would you do if you had to meet a monster?"

Now her eyebrows were almost in her hairline. It was kind of adorable.

"Well, I don't know. Considering that there is no such thing as monsters because I have yet to meet one, I don't know how I would react."

"Well, caro, considering that you live with them, I should say that you should know what your reaction is."

Ah, I saw what Aro was doing. He was making the Cullens look like monsters, very clever.

Bella's mouth snapped open. "How dare you say such things about my family? They are good people and they love me! They-"

"Are not actual people," Marcus interrupted her.

"Neither are we actually," I spoke up looking her dead in the eyes.

She looked appalled. "You people are crazy!"

"Bella, we speak the truth," Aro reassured her calmly.

She crossed her arms in a petulant manner. "Alright, so humor me. If you're not actual people then what are you? Ghosts?"

We chuckled.

"No, Bella. We're vampires."

"Prove it."

We were shocked. She didn't react the way a normal person would react. She was calm and expectant.

Aro looked at Jane and told her silently what to do. She nodded, went up to Bella's chair and lifted it off of the ground, high in the air.

Bella's eyes went wide and her breath nearly left her. Aro signaled for Jane to put the chair down and she did.

After a few stabilizing breaths, Bella finally calmed down. "Are you saying that my entire family are vampires?"

"Yes, but technically they are not your biological family." Marcus spoke.

Bella's heart beat increased. "What? Of course they are!"

"They found you in a meadow when you were four, Bella. Your real parents had left you there because they could not support you. If the Cullens were your real family, you would be a half breed," Aro spoke gently.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "What's a half breed?"

"Half human, half vampire," Marcus replied.

Bella was silent. You could tell that she was hurt, incredulous, and angry at the same time.

"Do you have any questions at all?" Aro was hoping she would ask about her fate, instead, she just stared blankly at the wall.


We waited for ten minutes, but she still wasn't responding. All of us began to panic and Aro stood up, going over to her and lightly tapping her shoulder. I tried to keep my distance because I did not want to be tempted by her beauty. Still, it killed me inside to see her like this.

Suddenly the door flew open and penny head came in with his family trailing behind him.

"Love, please. Respond to me. Please?"

Suddenly, Bella's eyes flashed up to his with such anger and hate, that it made me smile inside and out.

"Don't you dare call me that," She yelled.

All of their eyes held hurt. "Sweetheart," Carlisle tried to approach her, but she backed up. That seemed to hurt him even more. "Don't be afraid," he whispered.

"Oh, I'm not afraid. I always knew you guys were different, but I never thought you would be this different and I never thought that you would keep it from me for this long! How could you?" The last part she directed at Cullen Jr.

"Bella, I can explain-"

"There's nothing to explain! You want to know why? I had to find out from people that I don't know, about what my family has been keeping from me. They explained it, when it's not their job! It's yours! I am so angry right now; I can't even look at you."

"Bells," the big oaf in the corner whimpered.

She turned her glare on him and he looked like he wanted to cry.

She got up out of her chair and went up to her room. "Emily, I think you need to go home."

"Is everything okay, Bells? You sound angry."

"I am, but it's not directed towards you. I just found some things out and I need to be alone for right now."

"Okay, Bella. I called my mom anyway to come and get me. I'll see you later."

The little red head girl came through the living room, smiled faintly and the Cullens and left.

Everything was dead silent and stayed that way for hours, until I finally decided to break it.

"Well, I say our job is done here brothers." Aro raised an eyebrow. I ignored him and turned to the Cullens.

"We'll be in a hotel nearby. Tell Bella if she has anymore questions, which she will because there is a lot of things unsaid, then to come see us. I don't think she would believe you anyway considering she hates you." I directed this last part to penny head.

His eyes flashed with rage and was about to say something, when the blonde spoke.

" Voi bastardi! Avete rovinato tutto! Non ti sei sempre! E sapete che cosa? Non stiamo andando a inviare le sue per quelle domande perché Bella ci chiederà se stessa. Essa può sembrare arrabbiato con noi, ma lei ci perdonerà perché ci ama. Essaappartiene a questa famiglia. Ella appartiene con Edward!"

I lunged for her, but Aro held me back.

"Let us go," Aro spoke in a demanding voice. I snarled at him as he dragged me out of the house and away from my love.

(AN: Translation is at the end of the chapter.)


I felt like sobbing, but I held it in so that they would not hear. How could they? They should have told me before! I can't believe they hid something like this from me. It's not like I'm horrified by what they are. I know they would never hurt my physically, but they defiantly hurt me emotionally. They said they loved me, but if they did, they would have told me. A real family would have discussed this instead of sweeping it under the rug. I trusted them, loved them and they betrayed me! How am I supposed to get over something like this?

I sighed and looked at my clock. It was seven in the morning and I didn't get any sleep at all.

My eyes rested on my door.

I wonder if they sleep in coffins. Although, I haven't seen any coffins around the house, not in Alice's and Jasper's room, not in Rosalie and Emmett's room, mom and dad's, (Carlisle and Esme, my brain interrupted.) or in Edward's…

It hurt to think of him. Out of all my family members, I've always had that special type of relationship with him. It hurt to think that my superhero brother, the only person in my life who I idolized, could hurt me in this way. I know that this hurt that I was feeling wasn't what they had planned, but it still came from their actions.

I looked out my window and saw that it was possibly going to be another gloomy day, just like any other day in Forks, Washington. Daylight was mixing with night in a strange, beautiful way.

I need to get out, just for a little while. I can't take this anymore. I carefully, lifted up my window, so I would not disturb my weird family and climbed out slowly.

When my feet touched the ground, I sprinted off towards the park. The wet, dewy wind hit my eyes, making them sting, but I kept going until I got to my favorite swing.

I sat down and started swinging my feet back and forth in a slow motion. I didn't feel like going high, not when I was in this kind of mood.

I remember the first time he and I came to this park.

"Eddie, I'm bored." I walked into his room and hugged my teddy bear to my chest.

He moved away from his spot on the piano bench and picked me up. I squealed in delight as his stone cold arms wrapped securely around my waist. I felt so safe when I was in his arms. It was as if his arms blocked the cruel world out.

His lips brushed against my forehead and I shivered. He smiled. "Well, what do you feel like doing, love?"

"Swing," I demanded. He chuckled.

"Okay, I'll take you to the community park." He gently moved me from his arms onto his back.

"Hold on tight, love."

I wrapped my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck as hard as I could. I've noticed throughout the years that no matter how hard I squeeze him or any other member of my family, I don't hurt them. It's as if they're Bella resistant and therefore, immune to my rough, playful nature.

I could feel the wind, gently breezing by my body, my hair whipping around my pale face and the speed at which we were going at. Before I knew it, we were at the park. I've never been here before because Eddie and I are always preoccupied with the meadow. There was a swing set, a slide, monkey bars, a jungle gym, a see saw and a spinning wheel.

I quickly ran over to the swing as soon as Eddie let me down and climbed on. He laughed at my over eagerness and ran up behind me. I tried kicking myself off the ground, but my legs were too short and I didn't have the right rhythm going on.

"Do you want some help, love?"

"No, I have it!" I had insisted.

After about five more minutes of trying, I finally gave up. I felt like I was going to cry at my failure. Before I could shed one single tear, though, Eddie sat on the swing next to me and started to swing…very high.

I felt my mouth drop open in shock and jealousy. Of course Edward could do this simple thing. He can do everything and anything perfectly and not even have to try.

Edward noticed my stare and stopped. "You know," he said. "I'm really not perfect Bella. I have faults and there are some things that you know better than I do and there are things that I know better than you." I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. Did I say what I was thinking out loud? Did he read my mind? He laughed. "No, you weren't thinking out loud and no, I can't read your mind unfortunately." At this he frowned and looked deep in thought for a moment before he spoke again. "Your face is like an open book though. I can usually get the gist of what you're thinking by reading your facial expressions."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "I still don't see why people have to try harder than others. I think we should have been made equally. Everyone should be able to do everything and be good at everything."

Edward looked at me thoughtfully before he spoke.

"If you think about it, love, there is a good explanation as to why some people succeed and others fail."

"And what is that?"

"Well, if everyone was good at everything and could do things on their own, then we wouldn't need each other. When others succeed and see others fail, most of the time they step in to help that other person out. Then the tables get turned later on down the road and the person who helped you is the person you need to help now. Don't you see? We depend on each other. If we didn't need each other for anything, then there would probably be no families and if there were no families, then we wouldn't be sitting here, together right now."

My eyes glistened with tears as I thought of my life without Edward in it. It would be a dull, uncaring, unloving place. Suddenly, I got where he was coming from and silently thanked God that he made each individual have difficulties with certain things that we can overcome with the help of those special people in our lives.

"Now, I will ask again. Would you like some help?" He said softly.

I nodded my head and let him teach me the right way to swing.

I'll never forget that day for three very important reasons:

One, if I had given up I would have never experienced that marvelous feeling of soaring through the air and feeling like I could touch the sky.

Two, I realized that day, that no matter what, I could never leave my big brother. I was so attached to him and if I let go now, it would kill me.

And three, that day Edward taught me a very important lesson: its okay to ask for help and be dependent on others because in the end, they are just as dependent on you as you are on them.

Tears sprung to my eyes again as I remembered that conversation and my realization. I love him and I love the rest of my family, but they should have told me this.

They should have-

"Excuse me," a feminine voice hovered above me. I looked up to see a brown headed woman with tan skin and bright eyes. To her left was a black haired man with a mustache and big, brown eyes. They both looked at me with concern.

"Sweetie, are you lost?"

I sniffed. "N-no. I just found out something about my family and it's hard to cope with because they kept it from me for so long."

The woman smiled gently at me and sat down in the swing beside me. The man squatted in front of me and looked into my eyes. "Why don't you tell us all about it?" I shook my head. Even though those people back at the house didn't say it, I knew better than to expose my family. There is a reason that many people don't know about the vampires that walk among us so I need to keep quiet about that.

"Talking may make you feel better," the woman spoke kindly.

I sighed. There was no way I was going to get these people to leave me alone, so maybe I can tell them half of the story.

"I just found out that I was adopted."

"Oh, honey, no matter what you must be thinking, I'm sure your family loves you and considers you a part of their family even if you are not related by blood." The woman's eyes looked sad. Kind of like she knew how the whole adoption process works.

"Well, I wouldn't even call myself adopted. They found me in the middle of a field. Apparently my real parents just left me there without a care in the world."

The man's eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, were you found here? In Forks?"

I nodded. "Yes sir."

Both of their faces paled. "W-w-what did you say y-your name was a-again?" The woman stuttered.

"I didn't, but my name is Isabella Marie Swan Cullen. I go by Bella though."

Both of their eyes widened and they jumped away from me and looked at me with surprise and tears in their eyes.

"What?" I demanded. Why are they acting like this? They were fine just a minute ago!

The woman grabbed me in a hug and the man just stood there with joy, shock and sadness in his eyes.

"Um," I choked out. Well this wasn't awkward at all. Maybe I should have just stayed in my bed.

The woman was mumbling things into my hair. I couldn't hear her all that well, but it sounded like she was saying, "I can't believe it's you. I can't believe it's you."

I looked at the man desperately, my eyes pleading with him to make his crazy wife let me go.

The man noticed and tried to pull his wife off of me. She put up a fight and he tried to reason with her. "Honey, let go of the poor girl," the man spoke quietly. She finally relented.

He turned to me. "Come on baby girl, we'll take you home," he said.

My eyebrows rose at his affectionate nick name for me and I began to second guess these people. What if they were kidnappers? What if they wanted to kill me?

The woman seemed to notice my distress and quickly reassured me. "It's okay. We're not going to hurt you. Now, show us where you live and we will drop you off."

She pointed to a police car sitting on the curb. I immediately felt ten times better about being with them. Cops don't hurt people, the help people.

I nodded and went with them.

When I strapped myself into the backseat, I immediately forget that I didn't ask for their names.

"Um, excuse me?"

The woman turned all the way around from the passenger seat.


"I forgot to ask you for your names. You know mine, so it's only fair…" I trailed off.

"Oh yes, we forgot as well. I'm Renee and this is my husband, Charlie."

I'm sorry if this isn't as interesting as you guys had hoped. I'm trying to get back into writing and it's a little hard. So forgive me if it's not up to your standards!

I will work on my other stories as well!

Much love,


Translation: You bastard! You ruined everything! You always do! And you know what? We won't be sending her to you for those questions because Bella will ask us herself. She may seem angry with us, but she will forgive us because she loves us. She belongs with this family! She belongs with Edward!

Caro- Sweetheart