AN: ok so let me know what you think? First time writing a slash.
I made some revisions to this. Currently writing the next chapter and will post soon.
Summery: Edward Cullen has had a hard life, when he is hospitalized then moves in with the father he doesn't know and everything Edwards ever known changes. Book worm Jasper Hale is an outcast and doesn't fit in, his twin sister Rose was popular always trying to push him to meet someone.
OK so let's get on to the Prologue….
~ Prologue ~
Emmett POV- May 19, 2010-
Alice and I sat on the couch across from our parents.
"I know we have a family vacation planed this weekend but we'll have to cancel. I just received a call that my son Edward needs to be hospitalized. I don't know everything yet. He will be arriving at Forks General tomorrow and I plan to spend the weekend trying to make him comfortable. I'm sorry kids I didn't want to cancel…" Alice didn't let him get any farther before she interrupted him.
"Dad don't worry we understand." She said walking over and hugging him. "And try to relax I'm sure Edward will be ok."
"I haven't even seen him since he was 10. He'll be 17 in a few months." Carlisle seemed to be lost in thought. Alice and I exchanged a look. Sighing I began to speak wanting to break the silence. "Dad, do you know what happened?"
Carlisle didn't say anything at first, he just nodded. "I've been informed on some of the things. The police called and e-mailed me pictures of him and that house he was living in. He's going to have to be in long term care at the hospital. But I'm hoping that we'll be able to bring him home soon, somewhere he could feel safe. All I know about his injuries is that he has some burns, broken ribs, scars, and bruises." A small gasp escaped from Alice. I just sat there lost in thought remembering my own horrible childhood and wondering what our brother Edward had to endure.
"When will we meet our brother?" Alice asked. Carlisle looked surprised, when she called Edward our brother. I don't think dad should've be surprised we have always herd about Edward and have even wanted to meet him, though Edward never seemed to want to meet us; he would always come up with stupid reasons why we couldn't fly down and meet him. Was this why? Because he was suffering through a horrible life and didn't want his dad to know?
"Alice, Emmett. I'm unsure when you can meet him. I don't even know when he'll be ready or what condition he'll be in when he arrives." I've never seen Carlisle cry, but now he was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Dad you don't need to worry. Everything will work out. We love you." I said hugging him and then walking out.
The next morning I woke up and mom informed me that dad had already gone to work. Edward arrived at the hospital about an hour ago; the only thing she knew was that his condition was shaky and unstable. I felt sorry for Carlisle while I grabbed my breakfast. Dad was a good man and I never fully understood why he didn't even have partial custody of Edward.
The phone ringing brought me out of my thinking.
"Hello?" I heard my mom ask as she answered.
"Do you want me to come?"
"I'll be right there, love you."
I think this was the first time I realized how annoying it was to hear only ½ of a conversation. I knew something was wrong but I didn't know what. Mom walked into the kitchen to get her purse and keys. "Em, I have to go to the hospital. That was a nurse, Edward went into a coma and Carlisle is with him now." She had tears in her eyes.
"Mom don't worry." I hugged her. "I love you and tell dad not to worry about anything here. I'll take care of everything." And like that she was gone. About 15 minutes later I yelled at Alice telling her that we needed to leave for school.
I arrived at the hospital to get everything ready for Edward before he arrived. When he was wheeled into the room I was just finishing up he looked like a dear caught in head lights.
There was a cut on his lip that was healing. His face was covered in bruises that were black and blue. He wouldn't look anyone in the eye, even as they asked him questions. Best description is he was terrified. And I hated them for it, Elizabeth and her sad excuse of a husband Phil. Edward visibly shook when he was carefully lifted off of the gurney and onto the bed. I was unsure if he was shaking from the pain of his injuries or the fact that someone was touching him unnerved him. Edward looked truly panic-stricken; his eyes scanned the room and landed on me. Looking him in the eye for the first time in over six years I felt like I wanted to cry. His emerald green eyes matched my own and for a moment I was happy to see my son. Then my eyes fell to his injuries and I couldn't help the pained expression that took over my face. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he focused his gaze on the hospital room, refusing to look at anyone else.
The nurses left after making sure I had everything I needed. Taking a deep breath I walked towards Edward.
"Edward?" I said not wanting to frighten him more. He looked at me, but didn't say anything. "I'm your father Carlisle. I'm also a Doctor at this hospital." He just nodded not saying anything. "I've missed you son. I'm sorry but we'll have to take x-rays and run some tests. Do you have any questions?"
"No sir, I have no questions." He didn't look me in the eye as he answered. I hated how he called me sir; my guess would be that's what he was forced to call Phil.
We were half way through some test when a look of terror overcame his face and he shut down. I was freaking out, Edward had just gone into a coma and there was nothing I could do to help him.
I don't know how long I had sat by Edwards side before Esme showed up saying nothing as she took a seat next to me putting her hand on my shoulder, her other reaching to touch mine that was on Edwards.
He had four broken ribs, a fractured left ankle. His left knee was shattered, but will heal in time. His body was laced with scars, some scars were even words carved into his body. Edward was 6'1" and 105 lbs. He was just skin and bones, and all I could do was sit there and think of what a horrible father I have been to let this happen. Esme, Emmett and Alice have all taken turns telling me that I am not a bad father and that this wasn't my fault. I sure felt it was, I should have been more persistent to see him even after he told me he didn't want to see me.
We didn't know it then but he would stay in that state for three weeks and two days. Within that time I would hardly leave Edwards side, either Esme, Alice or Emmett would sit with me for hours each day. All three begging me to come home and get some rest. But I didn't, I couldn't make myself leave my sons side.
AN: so good? bad? Let me know what you think and if I should update.