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~Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns the rights to all characters; I'm simply borrowing them~

~Song of the Chapter: Right Through You by Alanis Morissette~


June 2006

"What is the best option we have here Aro?" Edward asked our attorney, Aro Volturi. Aro was a strange looking man, with jet black hair that was cut to his shoulders, relatively pale skin and his small black eyes possessed something in them that made me feel uneasy and shrink back into the large brown leather chair that I was seated in.

Aro shuffled the papers around and spoke, "In your parents written will, they hold you responsible of Isabella if there was ever a situation that caused any harm to either of them and as long as you were over the age of twenty-one, which you are. It ultimately is your decision whether or not you want to oblige to your parent's wishes and become her legal guardian. If not, I will have to look into the other option."

I could tell that Edward was starting to get impatient as he raked his fingers through his unruly bronze hair. "The other option being.." Edward trailed off.

Aro's cold, black eyes bore into my own as he spoke in an eerily calm yet firm voice, "The other option being orphanage."

That seemed to wake both me and Edward out of our trances, "I will never let that happen to her." Thank god.

Aro seemed pleased with what Edward had said and he grabbed more papers from his desk, shuffling them around some more. "I'm glad to hear that. I think in Isabella's best interest, it would be smart if she were to stay with you especially through this traumatic time. Just give me a moment to gather the papers and then I will file a petition. It usually takes six to eight weeks to schedule a hearing with a judge, before that an investigator will look into the home and life situation, then he or she will write up a report that will be read by the judge. I doubt we'll have any problems with that though considering the age of Isabella and your financial security."

I wanted to believe that everything was going to be okay, but I knew otherwise. "Edward you're in college, I'm in high school. You live in Chicago, I live in Forks. Where are we going to live? We have to think these things through before you make such a rational decision," I said to him. There were so many things that haven't been said.

He turned towards me, his eyes pleading with mine. "Bella please, let me handle this. You can complete your Junior and Senior years in a high school in Chicago. I'll look into a bigger apartment for both of us. I won't let anything bad happen to you."

Aro, watching our encounter, smiled at us, his bright white teeth flashing. "In a situation that is so terrible, you both get along so well together. I have all the confidence in the world that the report by the investigator will go smoothly and soon enough you can start your new life Isabella, and get pass this tragic event."

I rolled my eyes, agitated. If only it could be that easy. I had been sitting in this office for twenty minutes and I was already sick of it. I was emotionally and physically exhausted from this past week's dramatic events, and sitting in an office room with our attorney discussing the will left from my adoptive parents was the last thing I wanted to do.

"How much longer is this going to take," I whined to Edward, knowing I was acting like a child but could care less at the moment.

He reached over to my chair that was seated next to his and grabbed my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. He never let go. "I'm sorry to act this way, but we've had a long week and just need some time to relax. Is there anything else that we need to go over?" Edward asked.

Aro gave us both an apologetic smile, "I completely understand. It seems like we've gone over everything in the will from your trust funds to the guardianship. I will file the petition after lunch then hopefully be able to schedule a hearing with the judge as soon as possible. I'll have my assistant Caius, contact you when the hearing is scheduled."

Edward got up from his chair and helped me up from mine, unfolding our entwined hands and instead wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. I felt safe with him for the moment. A feeling I haven't felt in a very long time.

We said our goodbyes to Aro and departed his office building, Edward's arm still wrapped around me as we walked towards his Volvo. When we arrived, he opened the car door for me and helped me in, giving me a warm smile which I returned weakly as he softly closed the door.

Before I knew it, we were pulling out of the office building's parking lot, turning onto the highway that would take us from Port Angeles back to Forks. The ride home was relatively quiet, but halfway Edward decided to break the comfortable silence.

"How're you holding up?"

I gave him a blatant look and snapped, "How do you think?"

I heard him mutter, "That's what I thought." A moment of silence passed before he spoke again, "If you need anything, you know you can talk to me."

I rolled my eyes at him and turned to face out the window, watching the cars that we passed by, wondering where they were going in their lives. Take me with you. "I know Edward, I know. That's all you have been saying this past week. I get it, you're there if I need anything. But haven't you realized that maybe I don't need anything," I retorted.

"Fuck Bella, stop acting like you don't need anything or anybody. We both just lost the only parental figures we ever had in our lives. And if I'm not sure as hell okay, I know your definitely not okay either. Quit acting like a child and let me be there for you, because that's my job now," he spoke, he's temper rising.

A tear ran down my face. No Bella, stay strong. No crying. "I'm sorry," I whispered, still looking out the window.

I felt my hand being pulled at and I looked to my lap to see he folded our hands together. As I looked at him he was looking through the windshield paying attention to the road, "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like. This just has been very hard on me, but we'll get through this together. Let's face it, your mine and I'm yours. We're stuck together now, and I'm never leaving."

He smiled softly at me, but he's words held a whole other meaning behind them. Something that made me feel slightly uneasy. We were stuck together now. In just a few short weeks I would be his legally. And that thought frightened me.

The relationship I held with Edward wouldn't be a normal one. We both had been adopted by Carlisle and Esme at young ages, Edward being five years older than me. Even at the age of twelve, he intimidated me. He had a way of always controlling every move I made, even at such a young age.

As we both grew in age, his possessiveness over me leveled to new heights when I was thirteen. He rarely let me be alone if Carlisle and Esme were both out. Always hovering over me. He always questioned the friends I would hang out with. Ultimately, he made me question myself.

Carlisle and Esme did the best they could. Esme thought it was sweet, how Edward was always protecting me. But I could tell as the years went on, Carlisle was questioning Edward's true intentions. And so was I.

But soon enough Edward decided to take the scholarship offered to him by Northwestern University to play football for the varsity team. Even though money was never a problem for the Cullen's, Edward always told me it was his dream to get a scholarship for football, and would never pass up an opportunity as great as this. Chicago was where he was originally from.

When he left for college I was getting ready to turn fourteen, my first birthday since living with the Cullen's that was without Edward. The events during it made it bittersweet. Esme and Carlisle took me to Seattle for the weekend, and surprised me with a trip on a seaplane where we took a two hour flight seeing experience, flying over the San Juan Islands and Lake Union.

I never received a call from Edward to wish me a happy birthday. Just a cryptic text that said: I'm sorry. Happy Birthday. –E.

That was the beginning of the strangled relationship me and Edward now have. I haven't heard from him much in the past two years. I've only seen him a handful of times, including Thanksgiving and Christmas break.

And life without Edward was easy. I was free. And I never really missed him, only when I thought of my birth parents was when I wished he was there for me. Moment's like those we could share mutually, being in the same situation he would help me through whatever I was going through. Wouldn't get upset when I would stumble into his room late at night, awakened by a nightmare. He would hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay, lull me to a good night's sleep in his arms.

I finally broke out of my trance. "Edward," I asked softly.

"Yeah Bella."

"Promise me something," I said.

He glanced over to me, "Anything."

I took a deep breath, "Promise me that whatever happens, you'll let me live my life after this. You'll let me go. Promise me."

He smiled his deadly crooked grin at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief as if he just won a prize. And there he was, the young boy who haunted me in my dreams at night, "You should remember Bella I'm a man of my word. And you should never in life make promises you know you have no intention on keeping."


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