Chapter 10
BPOV
"You wanted to talk?" I asked, sitting on the couch between Edward and Alice. Bringing up my legs to my chest, I wrapped my arms around them protectively. I figured since this might be a lengthy talk, I might as well get comfortable.
"Um yes, we have some things we need to discuss." Carlisle said standing to the left of my vision, Esme perched right behind him. My nerves were getting to me, and my heart rate began accelerating. I could feel everyone's gazes upon me as he began to speak.
"I would first like to speak to you on the issue, regarding your friend Jolie." he said, looking at me as if I were about to fall apart any second, surprising them all when I nodded my head for him to continue.
"Well, as you were told the previous night from the two policemen, your friend did not survive the accident." I nodded my head.
"When they crashed, the two of them were killed instantly, when the car burst into flames. By the time the police arrived on the scene, the bodies were so badly burnt to the point that they were un-distinguishable." he continued, and I wondered why he was telling me this. I knew all the facts, and I really didn't want to hear it. I had killed her and it was entirely my fault that she was dead.
"Well I received a phone call this morning from the coroners, regarding the remains of the body. There wasn't much collective tissue from the accident, but we would like to ask you whether or not you would like to bury your friend or have her cremated?" he asked me. Contemplating what he had just told me I shook my head. I would have loved to give her the best funeral, but I didn't have that kind of money, let alone the strength to go through the whole process.
"I don't have that kind of money for a funeral." I answered, still shaking my head.
"We would pay for any expenses." Esme offered, but I shook it once more.
"I couldn't let you do that for me. You guys barely know me." I answered, knowing it was the truth. I couldn't let them do that after only knowing me for a short period of time.
"Bella, sweetheart it would be no problem really." she responded.
"I really appreciate the thought, but no thanks. Maybe they can just cremate her, it's cheaper anyway." I said, resting my head on my knees. I could feel the tears beginning to well up in my eyes, and I was tired of them seeing me cry. They probably thought I was the biggest cry-baby known to man.
"Is that you final decision?" Carlisle asked me and I nodded my head. It was the best decision I could make, and hopefully wherever Jolie was she wouldn't be angry at me because of it.
"On another note, I am informed that she acted as your guardian. Am I correct?" he asked.
"Yes, until I turn eighteen." I said. He nodded his head before continuing.
"When the police filed the police report, they saw that she was listed as your temporary guardian. But now since said guardian is now deceased and you are underage, they had no choice but to call the agency." He said, and I could feel my face pale.
"Are you alright love?" Edward asked, as I stare into space. My worst fears were coming back tenfold. I was afraid of what he was going to say next.
"While you were getting changed, I received a call from a Mrs. Rutledge." he started, and I took in a startled breath.
Mrs. Rutledge. Oh, how I hated that woman. Mrs. Rutledge was one of the meanest people I had ever met in my life. She made Agatha Hannigan from Annie look like a saint. She was a short, stoutly woman, who always smelled like cheap perfume. She was in her mid-sixties with hair so gray, that it had a blue tint to it. She always dressed younger than she was supposed to, and constantly wore fake press-on red nails, while she smacked away on globs of gum. She constantly looked down on any one who came from less money then what she was used to. She cared for no one but herself, often leaving the older children to take care of the younger kids and infants. She would give us small rations of food, often leaving the older kids to starve, because we fed our portions to the younger kids. She was never fond of me, for some strange apparent reason, always leaving me to do the most dreadful of tasks. When Jolie decided to take me with her, she gave me a look filled with so much hate, that if looks could kill, I would be ten feet under. I was so glad to get away from the woman, and here she was ready to take me back to my own personal hell.
"Are you okay?" Edward asked, rubbing soothing circles on my hand, when he reached up to wipe away a few of my tears. I hadn't realize that I had been crying.
"Are you alright?" Carlisle now asked, as I tried to garble out a response.
"Please don't let her take me." I gasped, through my tears.
"Who?" Alice asked."Mrs. Rutledge." I gasped. "Don't let her take me back. I like it here." I said, my eyes becoming blurry from all of the tears. I was tired of crying myself. There was no need to tell them of the many nights, I would deal with the hand she struck me with almost every night, when I didn't follow her orders. Or when a younger child would do something and I would take the punishment in their place. No one wanted to hear that sob story, but I did not want to go back. I would run away if they did, and who knows how far that would have gotten me.
Esme handed me a few tissues, from where I surprisingly ended up in Edward's lap, his hand still rubbing circles against my hand.
"That's another thing we would like to speak to you about." Carlisle said.
"When she phoned, she immediately wanted you to be sent back, immediately," he started, and I think my heart skipped a beat.
"But I told her that wouldn't be necessary." He answered.
"How? The only way I could stay was if someone gained temporary custody of me. Why would you tell her that?" I said confusedly as my eyes shifted over everyone. Esme had a small smile upon her face, Carlisle stood emotionless, although I saw a small twinkle in his eye, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie all held looks of concern upon their faces, Edward looked indecisive, while Alice appeared to be bouncing in her seat with a smile threatening to spread across her face.
"I told her that, because I was wondering if you wouldn't mind us being your temporary guardian until you turned eighteen." he said, and for a moment I think I stopped breathing.
"Breathe Bella." Edward said, as I took in a mouthful of air.
"You'll do what?" I gasped astonished."Like he said, we wouldn't mind being your temporary guardian." Esme smiled.
"You…you would do that for me?"
"Of course. Just because I haven't known that long, I can't describe the feeling that I am somewhat attached to you." she answered, grabbing my hand and giving it a small squeeze.
"But what about the house, the bills, school?" I rushed out, still shocked.
"We could sell the house if you like, or you can continue living there, we don't mind we have plenty of space. If you decide to sell the house, the profits can go to any cremation expenses, and pay any bills. School wouldn't be a problem, you could ride along with the others, or drive your truck." she answered, but I was still in shock. They wanted to become my guardians and let me stay with them.
"But Mrs. Rutledge wouldn't let me stay with you just like that." I shook my head. She wasn't that easy."We understand, that's why she's coming down tomorrow afternoon to evaluate us, and if she likes what she sees, you are free to stay with us." she continued, as I laid back against Edward's chest. This was just so much. Everything was happening so suddenly; too quickly for my mind to even process.
"I know this is a lot to process, but it's up to you whether or not you would like to stay here or not." Carlisle said, and I just shook my head in awe.
"Is…there anything else?" I asked my voice shaky and hoarse.
"Not right now. If anything else comes up, we'll tell you immediately." he said, and nodded. I closed my eyes, trying to fight off the building headache that was threatening to emerge. I breathed in Edward's scent, as it filled me with an ease of comfort. I opened my eyes, to see everyone worried gazes still focused on me. It was all too much and I just wanted to be alone.
"You guys mind, if I take a walk out back?" I asked, and they shook their heads.
"Do you want any company?" Edward asked, and I shook my head.
"No thank you. I think I would like to be alone for a bit." I whispered, getting off his lap. Without a backward glance, I headed to the back of the house, towards Esme's garden hoping I could find some peace of mind from all of this chaos, which seemed to be plaguing me.
EPOV
"Is she really okay?" Emmett asked Jasper.
"No. She's frightened, a little desperate mixed with sadness." Jasper answered.
"I think she's not telling us something." Jasper said."How can you be so sure?" Rose, said soothing Emmett who had his head in his hands.
"When we were discussing the woman from the agency, her emotions went haywire. First she was panicking, then she went numb." he said.
"Numb" Emmett said, lifting his head from his hands.
"Yeah numb. It's like she cut off all of her emotions, just like a flick of a light switch. I couldn't get anything from her. It has me worried." Jasper said, letting out a deep breath, that wasn't necessary.
"Give her some time." Esme said. I hadn't even noticed she was in the room, let alone read her thoughts. "She needs time to process things. When she's ready to tell us about her problems she'll tell us. Do not rush her." she sat, patting my hand, as we all nodded our heads.
"Now how about you guys accompany me to the store. I have a few things I need to pick up." Esme smiled.
"But what about Bella?" Emmett asked, clearly showing that he didn't want to leave her alone.
"She's going to be out there for awhile. She won't come back in until dinnertime." Alice said.
"We still can't leave her here alone." I said, slightly panicked at the thought of leaving her as well.
"Carlisle will be here. Besides, she will be okay. I don't see anything harming her and if I do I will notify Carlisle immediately and we will return home." she said.
"Are you sure?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Positive. Remember, never doubt the psychic." she grinned. And I hoped she was right.
BPOV
The cool drifting air did wonders against my flushed skin. If I thought the front of their house was amazing it was nothing compared to Esme's garden. It was like my own mini meadow. Various assortments of geraniums, bear grass, buttercups, and prairie stars were spread about as I breathed in their aromatic scent. I had been sitting out here for hours now, just staring at the sky; a weird mix of dark blue and gray, clouds of all shapes and sizes dancing across the sky despite the coming darkness. I felt like I was drowning. I often wonder why I of all people seemed to lose everything. From my parents, to my brothers, to my family, even my best friend who knew more about me then I sometimes knew about my self. Where did I go wrong? Tears welled in my eyes, at the thought of that wretched woman coming tomorrow. The Cullens had welcomed me into open arms, and I seem to be causing them all sort of disruption because of it. I owed them so much. Most people wouldn't take in a seventeen year old girl who's constantly plagued by her problems. I surprised they even put up with me for this long.
These were the moments I wished I were like a bird. I could fly away from my problems, without a care in the world. Moving from nest to nest that fit my conditions, a constant state of stability without worrying if someone would take care of them or not. I don't know how long I stared at the sky, looking at the oncoming stars until a dark shadow obscured my vision. I turned my head to look up at the standing figure of Edward.
"Dinner's ready love." he said. He's been calling me love. Usually I would be frightened from that small term of endearment, but oddly it gave me a sense of comfort; almost like an invisible blanket. He reached out his hand and I carefully grabbed it as he pulled me to my feet, where I began shivering. I guess I hadn't noticed how cold it was beginning to get outside.
"Let's go inside and get warm. Esme made chicken noodle soup." he said and my stomach grumbled in delight of something warm. Blushing, he held onto my hand as we continued towards, the house, my invisible blanket wrapped neatly around my shoulders as I held on to his touch.
"Come on Bella. Wake up." A high pitched voice said in my ear. Instantly I knew who it was.
"Go away Alice." I grumbled, burying my head into Edward's pillow. I had slept in his room once more, breathing in his scent against the sheets. I wondered where he slept for the night, but for the moment I didn't care. I was warm and cozy under his sheets, and Alice was trying to pull me away from my comfort.
"Get up." She said, again as the bed began to lurch and shake. I rolled over to see her jumping on the bed, her short inky locks swaying with every jump she made.
"Why? I just want to sleep." I complained. It was the first night I wasn't plagued by nightmares. I owe it to the sheets or maybe it was the fact that Edward held me until I fell asleep. Thing between him and me were just weird. We hadn't even kissed, yet I let him hold me while I slept. She just laughed.
"Sleep later. The woman from the agency is coming today." she said, and that was enough to make me shoot up in bed.
"Crap. I forgot." I groaned. And there went my good mood. The woman who made my life hell for 11 years was coming to make my life hell once more. I flopped back down on the bed with a groan.
"It'll be okay." she smiled, her topaz eyes glistening with mischief. Hmm, had her eyes always been that particular shade. It was so closely similar to Edward. I knew they were all adopted, but it was just something so eerily similar between the 5 of them.
"How can you be so sure?" I asked, pressing Edward's pillow against my face. His scent instantly soothing my nerves once more.
"I just know these things, now go shower. I have two hours to make you presentable." she beamed.
"Gee thanks Alice. You sure do know how to make a girl feel great." I said sarcasm etched in my tone. She just rolled her eyes, shooing me with her hands.
"So freaking pushy." I grumbled, hearing her tinkling laugh as I headed towards the bathroom. After showering, and putting on my undergarments, I headed back to the bedroom to see Alice smiled mischievously at me perched on top of the bed.
"Why do I have the feeling that you're up to something?" I asked her, as she gestured for me to see grabbing a brush in her hand.
"I have no clue what you're talking about." she said innocently, and I smirked.
"I don't even want to know." I grumbled, as she continued brushing my hair, eventually braiding it into a long French braid.
"You have such pretty hair Bella." she smiled, and I gave her a small smile of thanks. After brushing a light dose of makeup across my face, she hopped off the bed, landing perfectly on her feet, where as I would have ended up face planting against the floor.
"Now get dressed." she beamed, handing me a garment bag. I raised a questioning eyebrow at her.
"Relax. I didn't go overboard this time." she shrugged.
"So you admit that you do go overboard when it comes to shopping?" I grinned, as she became flustered.
"Uh…I didn't. Ugh get dressed Bella, and just for that comment you're going shopping with me next week." she said skipping out the room as I grumbled in response. The joys of shopping for hours on end. I opened the garment bag, relieved to see that she hadn't indeed gone overboard. It was a simple yellow and black flower sundress, with a black cardigan to go over it. It was modest, comfortable, very me. I carefully threw on the dress and cardigan and then sliding my feet into a pair of black flats. I was on edge; my nerves were building, as I began to shake a bit. That woman put the fear into me. I stood there shaking momentarily when I felt arms grasp me around the waist. I relaxed into his touch.
"It'll be alright love. Let's go downstairs." he said smiling crookedly at me as I looked down to his own ensemble of black jeans, and yellow sweater, with a white shirt peeking underneath. I smiled to myself. We matched.
Grasping his hand, I carefully followed him downstairs to where the others were sitting. I planted myself down between Emmett and Edward, as I tool a few soothing breaths.
"It'll be okay. I promise." Edward said and I nodded, and then few moments later the doorbell rang, and Esme and Carlisle both got up to answer the door. My heart was pounding furiously in my chest. I can do this. I can do this." I repeated mentally as I finally looked up from my lap to gaze into the cold blue eyes of Mrs. Rutledge.
"Good morning, Isabella." she smiled grimly at me.I couldn't do this.
EPOV
Hmm, this is a nice place. They must be loaded. I wonder what she had to do, to let these people let her stay with them. I heard a horrid aged voice think. It definitely wasn't Esme or Carlisle so it had to be Mrs. Rutledge. She wasn't even ashamed, as she walked in staring bluntly at Carlisle's behind.
A nice bum, on that one. I wonder what he sees in that floozy beside him. I mean I am much prettier. She thought, and I had to keep myself from growling. That's when I finally saw her. Bella's description of her was spot on. She was squeezed into a bright pink suit, and her face was caked on with makeup, fake eyelashes included. She held a grim expression upon her face as she looked over a Bella who was visibly shaking.
Ah, so there is that stupid girl. Oh, who's the sexy male succubus beside her? She thought, and if vampires could be sick, I would be a thousands shades of green right now as she ogled me, before focusing her cold gaze on Bella.
"Good morning, Isabella." she said, her mouth in a thin line. Come on stupid girl, answer me! She raised a thinly drawn eyebrow at Bella, as she looked up from her lap.
"Good…good morning Mrs.…Rut…Rutledge." she stuttered, still shaking. I grabbed her hand and began rubbing small circles as she visibly relaxed.
I wonder if she's with the bronze haired male. Lucky bitch. Her thoughts raged at me and it too all of my strength not to let the monster in me get out.
Calm down! Jasper thoughts raged at me. It's bad enough that I have to keep Bella, and Rose calm, I can't handle you too. He grimaced. Sure enough, when I looked over Rose had a sneer upon her face and was glaring at Mrs. Rutledge. Rose was like a mama lion and was very protective over her friends and family. She could spot anyone who might wanted to harm us on first glance. Not only because of that, but because of the fact she was eyeing Emmett. Mrs. Rutledge winked at him, before standing in the middle of the room.
"You all know why I am here. I usually don't make Sunday visits, but this is a special visit. I am here to evaluate you on your claim of temporary custody of Isabella." she said, but mumbled to herself "Why bother? Ungrateful bitch." that earned a growl from all of us, startling Bella, and earning us hard glares from Carlisle and Esme.
"Now," she started, sitting down on the edge of the chase, trying to cross her legs but seemed to be struggling. Bella let out a small laugh, but earned a glare from her.
"I would like to know why you would like to be Isabella's temporary's guardian?" she said. Like I'll approve them anyway. Her thoughts were beginning to worry me. Was she really going to let Carlisle and Esme become her guardians? I threw Alice a worried glance, but she just shook her head and had a small smile on her face.
Relax. It'll be okay. She grinned. Bella needs you. I nodded my head at her. Esme spoke us first.
"First off we have all come to love Bella." She emphasized. "She is a sweet and intelligent girl with a big heart. We love her as our other children." she said, and Mrs. Rutledge just rolled her eyes.
"You do have 5 adopted children. All present here?" she nodded her head.
"And you want to add another one to the bunch?" she said in disbelief.
"We have an ample amount of space. Money wouldn't be an issue. My husband is a doctor so health care wouldn't be a problem." Esme said. Of course money wouldn't be an issue for them. They're loaded with cash.
"And you want Isabella? Why not some other child or someone much younger? I mean she has a number of problems. I mean that's why she wasn't adopted." she said with a look of disgust, tapping one of her heel clad feet. We all looked at her shocked. Problems? If anyone had problems it was definitely her. I looked over at Bella to see her eyes were focused back on her lap, and I heard her sniffling, so I knew she was on the brink of tears.
"If I must say, that girl has no more problems than anyone else in the world. And if someone did not want to adopt her it's their lost, because she is an amazing person with an even more beautiful soul." Esme growled at her, and I saw her visibly pale, but that didn't stop her thoughts. If they only knew the reason she wasn't adopted was, because I told the potential parents she was already adopted. No one was going to take her if they thought she was already taken. If my heart was beating in my chest, it would have stopped at that moment. Bella could have had the chance at a happy normal life, and that woman took it all away from her. I glared at her with a look of disgust.
Ooh he's looking at me. I'm glad I wore my push up bra. She winked, but I continued glaring at her and she quickly averted her gaze. Smart move. I could imagine that my eyes were pitch black. I had to shake my head. I didn't even notice that my nails were digging deep into the arm of the couch, until I could feel the cotton underneath. I looked at Bella to see she still had her eyes focused on her lap. Was she afraid of eye contact?
"And what are your thoughts on this Isabella?" she asked, fingering her long red nails.
"I would like to stay here. The Cullens are nice people and I enjoy staying here." she said in a surprisingly stern voice.
"Everyone can be considered nice, that doesn't make them good people." She huffed.
"Don't talk about them like that. They didn't have to take me in, but they did. Just because they care for me, that doesn't make them good people? And if they statement was ever considered true, it would apply to you. You are one of the most despicable people I've ever met in my life. You have a cold heart, and I feel sorry for you." Bella hollered, stray tears falling down from her eyes. Where did this come from? I looked over to Jasper who had a huge smile on his face as he nodded his head.
"Well I never..." she huffed, annoyed.
"Your decision, please." Esme said equally annoyed. She never got annoyed with people, but I guess that woman finally pushed her to that point.
"Do it." Alice whispered low enough for our ears to Jasper. She was quiet momentarily before answering.
"She can stay. You can become her temporary guardians." Bella let out a startled gasp. Even Mrs. Rutledge herself looked shocked from the words that came from her mouth.
Why in the hell did I just say that? I was supposed to deny them. She had to suffer like I did. If I spent eighteen long years in the system she had to as well.
"I…I just need you to sign these papers." she gestured, a crestfallen look upon her face as she gave Esme a folder filled with forms. After Esme signed it, she quickly handed it back to Mrs. Rutledge, without a second glance.
"Is that all Mrs. Rutledge?" Carlisle asked.
"That…that will be all." she said, standing up confusion still written across her face as she headed towards the door, Esme and Carlisle trailing behind her. After hearing the door close behind them, Bella let out a huge breath.
"Did that just happen?" Bella asked, staring at me with her huge brown eyes.
"I think so love." I grinned, as tears fell from her eyes. My grin instantly fell.
"Did I say something wrong?" I asked her, but she shook her head.
"I'm happy." she smiled through her tears.
"Happy?" I repeated and she nodded again as Esme and Carlisle came back into the room. Bella hopped off the couch and ran towards the two of them wrapping them in tight hug.
"Thank you so much. I don't know how I could ever repay you. For all you've done for me." she sobbed, holding on to the two of them for dear life.
"There's no need sweetie. Welcome to the family." Esme smiled kissing her forehead.
Welcome to the family indeed.
BPOV
I couldn't believe it. Mrs. Rutledge had relented so easily. I thought for sure, that by time this conversation was over, I would be in the back of her car, saying goodbye to all of my friends. I was relieved. That was over two days ago and here I was scavenging through any remaining items to put in the last few boxes. Luckily I was given a few days off of school in excuse of grievance, and was going to return tomorrow. I missed my friends, well what few friends I did have.
I was boxing the last of Jolie's things to send to the salvation army. I kept, the most sentimental items, but decided the rest could go to someone who really needed it. After grabbing the last box, I headed downstairs where Edward was waiting for me. He grabbed the box from my hand, and went to place it in the cab of my truck. We both hopped in, and drove off to go drop it off. After finishing any last minute errands, he drove us back to the Cullen house. Esme had put up a notice, for the house to go on sell, and I was grateful. Apparently she had majored in real estate in college before deciding to become an interior designer.
Alice had worked quickly on my room as well, painting it a light lavender color, arranging my various assortments of lights and hangings, before storing the clothes we had purchased into a closet that looked bigger than the room itself. I was pretty exhausted and settled into bed, taking a quick glance at the only photo I had of my father alone. I had one of my mother alone, and she was dressed in her wedding dress. She looked so beautiful and I could see the joy radiating off her skin. The other of my father alone, was with an Indian man settled in a wheelchair. They appeared to be in deep conversation when the picture was taken. Something that caught my attention was the fact that he appeared to be leaning against a cab of truck that closely mirrored mine. It was nonsense. It couldn't be the same cab. Tucking both photos, underneath my pillow, I was enveloped by another dreamless night.
I woke up early. I didn't even need the help of Alice to wake me up. That of course didn't stop her from laying out my clothes for me. I quickly got dressed, before heading downstairs to see that the others were already gone. It was only me and Edward. He handed me a banana as I looked around confused.
"They already left. Esme had to run a few errands, Carlisle's on call, and the other left in Emmett's jeep." He said, as I chewed on my banana.
"You want to ride with me?" he asked, and I nodded my head. He helped me into my jacket, and carried my book bag for me, as we both got into his Volvo. It wasn't long before we were at school. After opening the door for me, I told Edward I would be right back, as I had to head to the office to drop off my excuse. He opted to come with me, but I told him it wasn't necessary. I probably was going to end up catching up with Angela anyway. He looked a little weary to let me go, but relented as he walked over to his siblings. I gave them a small wave, as I headed to the office, when I saw Jacob come out.
"Hey Bella. I haven't seen you in a while" he smiled flashing me his white teeth although it looked a little forced/.
"Hey Jake. I know, but I'm back now. "I grinned back. I noticed he had a few school books in his hands and a folder filled with slips.
"What's all that?" I asked curiously.
"Schoolwork. I got in a little fight and got suspended for a couple of days." he answered, looking down at his feet.
"That sucks." I smiled sadly.
"Tell me about it. I already got an earful from my father about it." he grumbled, when the office door opened and a man wheeled himself out.
"Bella meet my dad Billy Black." Jacob said, as the man wheeled himself towards me, and my breath caught in my throat.
It was the man from the photo.
BPOV
"You wanted to talk?" I asked, sitting on the couch between Edward and Alice. Bringing up my legs to my chest, I wrapped my arms around them protectively. I figured since this might be a lengthy talk, I might as well get comfortable.
"Um yes, we have some things we need to discuss." Carlisle said standing to the left of my vision, Esme perched right behind him. My nerves were getting to me, and my heart rate began accelerating. I could feel everyone's gazes upon me as he began to speak.
"I would first like to speak to you on the issue, regarding your friend Jolie." he said, looking at me as if I were about to fall apart any second, surprising them all when I nodded my head for him to continue.
"Well, as you were told the previous night from the two policemen, your friend did not survive the accident." I nodded my head.
"When they crashed, the two of them were killed instantly, when the car burst into flames. By the time the police arrived on the scene, the bodies were so badly burnt to the point that they were un-distinguishable." he continued, and I wondered why he was telling me this. I knew all the facts, and I really didn't want to hear it. I had killed her and it was entirely my fault that she was dead.
"Well I received a phone call this morning from the coroners, regarding the remains of the body. There wasn't much collective tissue from the accident, but we would like to ask you whether or not you would like to bury your friend or have her cremated?" he asked me. Contemplating what he had just told me I shook my head. I would have loved to give her the best funeral, but I didn't have that kind of money, let alone the strength to go through the whole process.
"I don't have that kind of money for a funeral." I answered, still shaking my head.
"We would pay for any expenses." Esme offered, but I shook it once more.
"I couldn't let you do that for me. You guys barely know me." I answered, knowing it was the truth. I couldn't let them do that after only knowing me for a short period of time.
"Bella, sweetheart it would be no problem really." she responded.
"I really appreciate the thought, but no thanks. Maybe they can just cremate her, it's cheaper anyway." I said, resting my head on my knees. I could feel the tears beginning to well up in my eyes, and I was tired of them seeing me cry. They probably thought I was the biggest cry-baby known to man.
"Is that you final decision?" Carlisle asked me and I nodded my head. It was the best decision I could make, and hopefully wherever Jolie was she wouldn't be angry at me because of it.
"On another note, I am informed that she acted as your guardian. Am I correct?" he asked.
"Yes, until I turn eighteen." I said. He nodded his head before continuing.
"When the police filed the police report, they saw that she was listed as your temporary guardian. But now since said guardian is now deceased and you are underage, they had no choice but to call the agency." He said, and I could feel my face pale.
"Are you alright love?" Edward asked, as I stare into space. My worst fears were coming back tenfold. I was afraid of what he was going to say next.
"While you were getting changed, I received a call from a Mrs. Rutledge." he started, and I took in a startled breath.
Mrs. Rutledge. Oh, how I hated that woman. Mrs. Rutledge was one of the meanest people I had ever met in my life. She made Agatha Hannigan from Annie look like a saint. She was a short, stoutly woman, who always smelled like cheap perfume. She was in her mid-sixties with hair so gray, that it had a blue tint to it. She always dressed younger than she was supposed to, and constantly wore fake press-on red nails, while she smacked away on globs of gum. She constantly looked down on any one who came from less money then what she was used to. She cared for no one but herself, often leaving the older children to take care of the younger kids and infants. She would give us small rations of food, often leaving the older kids to starve, because we fed our portions to the younger kids. She was never fond of me, for some strange apparent reason, always leaving me to do the most dreadful of tasks. When Jolie decided to take me with her, she gave me a look filled with so much hate, that if looks could kill, I would be ten feet under. I was so glad to get away from the woman, and here she was ready to take me back to my own personal hell.
"Are you okay?" Edward asked, rubbing soothing circles on my hand, when he reached up to wipe away a few of my tears. I hadn't realize that I had been crying.
"Are you alright?" Carlisle now asked, as I tried to garble out a response.
"Please don't let her take me." I gasped, through my tears.
"Who?" Alice asked."Mrs. Rutledge." I gasped. "Don't let her take me back. I like it here." I said, my eyes becoming blurry from all of the tears. I was tired of crying myself. There was no need to tell them of the many nights, I would deal with the hand she struck me with almost every night, when I didn't follow her orders. Or when a younger child would do something and I would take the punishment in their place. No one wanted to hear that sob story, but I did not want to go back. I would run away if they did, and who knows how far that would have gotten me.
Esme handed me a few tissues, from where I surprisingly ended up in Edward's lap, his hand still rubbing circles against my hand.
"That's another thing we would like to speak to you about." Carlisle said.
"When she phoned, she immediately wanted you to be sent back, immediately," he started, and I think my heart skipped a beat.
"But I told her that wouldn't be necessary." He answered.
"How? The only way I could stay was if someone gained temporary custody of me. Why would you tell her that?" I said confusedly as my eyes shifted over everyone. Esme had a small smile upon her face, Carlisle stood emotionless, although I saw a small twinkle in his eye, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie all held looks of concern upon their faces, Edward looked indecisive, while Alice appeared to be bouncing in her seat with a smile threatening to spread across her face.
"I told her that, because I was wondering if you wouldn't mind us being your temporary guardian until you turned eighteen." he said, and for a moment I think I stopped breathing.
"Breathe Bella." Edward said, as I took in a mouthful of air.
"You'll do what?" I gasped astonished."Like he said, we wouldn't mind being your temporary guardian." Esme smiled.
"You…you would do that for me?"
"Of course. Just because I haven't known that long, I can't describe the feeling that I am somewhat attached to you." she answered, grabbing my hand and giving it a small squeeze.
"But what about the house, the bills, school?" I rushed out, still shocked.
"We could sell the house if you like, or you can continue living there, we don't mind we have plenty of space. If you decide to sell the house, the profits can go to any cremation expenses, and pay any bills. School wouldn't be a problem, you could ride along with the others, or drive your truck." she answered, but I was still in shock. They wanted to become my guardians and let me stay with them.
"But Mrs. Rutledge wouldn't let me stay with you just like that." I shook my head. She wasn't that easy."We understand, that's why she's coming down tomorrow afternoon to evaluate us, and if she likes what she sees, you are free to stay with us." she continued, as I laid back against Edward's chest. This was just so much. Everything was happening so suddenly; too quickly for my mind to even process.
"I know this is a lot to process, but it's up to you whether or not you would like to stay here or not." Carlisle said, and I just shook my head in awe.
"Is…there anything else?" I asked my voice shaky and hoarse.
"Not right now. If anything else comes up, we'll tell you immediately." he said, and nodded. I closed my eyes, trying to fight off the building headache that was threatening to emerge. I breathed in Edward's scent, as it filled me with an ease of comfort. I opened my eyes, to see everyone worried gazes still focused on me. It was all too much and I just wanted to be alone.
"You guys mind, if I take a walk out back?" I asked, and they shook their heads.
"Do you want any company?" Edward asked, and I shook my head.
"No thank you. I think I would like to be alone for a bit." I whispered, getting off his lap. Without a backward glance, I headed to the back of the house, towards Esme's garden hoping I could find some peace of mind from all of this chaos, which seemed to be plaguing me.
EPOV
"Is she really okay?" Emmett asked Jasper.
"No. She's frightened, a little desperate mixed with sadness." Jasper answered.
"I think she's not telling us something." Jasper said."How can you be so sure?" Rose, said soothing Emmett who had his head in his hands.
"When we were discussing the woman from the agency, her emotions went haywire. First she was panicking, then she went numb." he said.
"Numb" Emmett said, lifting his head from his hands.
"Yeah numb. It's like she cut off all of her emotions, just like a flick of a light switch. I couldn't get anything from her. It has me worried." Jasper said, letting out a deep breath, that wasn't necessary.
"Give her some time." Esme said. I hadn't even noticed she was in the room, let alone read her thoughts. "She needs time to process things. When she's ready to tell us about her problems she'll tell us. Do not rush her." she sat, patting my hand, as we all nodded our heads.
"Now how about you guys accompany me to the store. I have a few things I need to pick up." Esme smiled.
"But what about Bella?" Emmett asked, clearly showing that he didn't want to leave her alone.
"She's going to be out there for awhile. She won't come back in until dinnertime." Alice said.
"We still can't leave her here alone." I said, slightly panicked at the thought of leaving her as well.
"Carlisle will be here. Besides, she will be okay. I don't see anything harming her and if I do I will notify Carlisle immediately and we will return home." she said.
"Are you sure?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Positive. Remember, never doubt the psychic." she grinned. And I hoped she was right.
BPOV
The cool drifting air did wonders against my flushed skin. If I thought the front of their house was amazing it was nothing compared to Esme's garden. It was like my own mini meadow. Various assortments of geraniums, bear grass, buttercups, and prairie stars were spread about as I breathed in their aromatic scent. I had been sitting out here for hours now, just staring at the sky; a weird mix of dark blue and gray, clouds of all shapes and sizes dancing across the sky despite the coming darkness. I felt like I was drowning. I often wonder why I of all people seemed to lose everything. From my parents, to my brothers, to my family, even my best friend who knew more about me then I sometimes knew about my self. Where did I go wrong? Tears welled in my eyes, at the thought of that wretched woman coming tomorrow. The Cullens had welcomed me into open arms, and I seem to be causing them all sort of disruption because of it. I owed them so much. Most people wouldn't take in a seventeen year old girl who's constantly plagued by her problems. I surprised they even put up with me for this long.
These were the moments I wished I were like a bird. I could fly away from my problems, without a care in the world. Moving from nest to nest that fit my conditions, a constant state of stability without worrying if someone would take care of them or not. I don't know how long I stared at the sky, looking at the oncoming stars until a dark shadow obscured my vision. I turned my head to look up at the standing figure of Edward.
"Dinner's ready love." he said. He's been calling me love. Usually I would be frightened from that small term of endearment, but oddly it gave me a sense of comfort; almost like an invisible blanket. He reached out his hand and I carefully grabbed it as he pulled me to my feet, where I began shivering. I guess I hadn't noticed how cold it was beginning to get outside.
"Let's go inside and get warm. Esme made chicken noodle soup." he said and my stomach grumbled in delight of something warm. Blushing, he held onto my hand as we continued towards, the house, my invisible blanket wrapped neatly around my shoulders as I held on to his touch.
"Come on Bella. Wake up." A high pitched voice said in my ear. Instantly I knew who it was.
"Go away Alice." I grumbled, burying my head into Edward's pillow. I had slept in his room once more, breathing in his scent against the sheets. I wondered where he slept for the night, but for the moment I didn't care. I was warm and cozy under his sheets, and Alice was trying to pull me away from my comfort.
"Get up." She said, again as the bed began to lurch and shake. I rolled over to see her jumping on the bed, her short inky locks swaying with every jump she made.
"Why? I just want to sleep." I complained. It was the first night I wasn't plagued by nightmares. I owe it to the sheets or maybe it was the fact that Edward held me until I fell asleep. Thing between him and me were just weird. We hadn't even kissed, yet I let him hold me while I slept. She just laughed.
"Sleep later. The woman from the agency is coming today." she said, and that was enough to make me shoot up in bed.
"Crap. I forgot." I groaned. And there went my good mood. The woman who made my life hell for 11 years was coming to make my life hell once more. I flopped back down on the bed with a groan.
"It'll be okay." she smiled, her topaz eyes glistening with mischief. Hmm, had her eyes always been that particular shade. It was so closely similar to Edward. I knew they were all adopted, but it was just something so eerily similar between the 5 of them.
"How can you be so sure?" I asked, pressing Edward's pillow against my face. His scent instantly soothing my nerves once more.
"I just know these things, now go shower. I have two hours to make you presentable." she beamed.
"Gee thanks Alice. You sure do know how to make a girl feel great." I said sarcasm etched in my tone. She just rolled her eyes, shooing me with her hands.
"So freaking pushy." I grumbled, hearing her tinkling laugh as I headed towards the bathroom. After showering, and putting on my undergarments, I headed back to the bedroom to see Alice smiled mischievously at me perched on top of the bed.
"Why do I have the feeling that you're up to something?" I asked her, as she gestured for me to see grabbing a brush in her hand.
"I have no clue what you're talking about." she said innocently, and I smirked.
"I don't even want to know." I grumbled, as she continued brushing my hair, eventually braiding it into a long French braid.
"You have such pretty hair Bella." she smiled, and I gave her a small smile of thanks. After brushing a light dose of makeup across my face, she hopped off the bed, landing perfectly on her feet, where as I would have ended up face planting against the floor.
"Now get dressed." she beamed, handing me a garment bag. I raised a questioning eyebrow at her.
"Relax. I didn't go overboard this time." she shrugged.
"So you admit that you do go overboard when it comes to shopping?" I grinned, as she became flustered.
"Uh…I didn't. Ugh get dressed Bella, and just for that comment you're going shopping with me next week." she said skipping out the room as I grumbled in response. The joys of shopping for hours on end. I opened the garment bag, relieved to see that she hadn't indeed gone overboard. It was a simple yellow and black flower sundress, with a black cardigan to go over it. It was modest, comfortable, very me. I carefully threw on the dress and cardigan and then sliding my feet into a pair of black flats. I was on edge; my nerves were building, as I began to shake a bit. That woman put the fear into me. I stood there shaking momentarily when I felt arms grasp me around the waist. I relaxed into his touch.
"It'll be alright love. Let's go downstairs." he said smiling crookedly at me as I looked down to his own ensemble of black jeans, and yellow sweater, with a white shirt peeking underneath. I smiled to myself. We matched.
Grasping his hand, I carefully followed him downstairs to where the others were sitting. I planted myself down between Emmett and Edward, as I tool a few soothing breaths.
"It'll be okay. I promise." Edward said and I nodded, and then few moments later the doorbell rang, and Esme and Carlisle both got up to answer the door. My heart was pounding furiously in my chest. I can do this. I can do this." I repeated mentally as I finally looked up from my lap to gaze into the cold blue eyes of Mrs. Rutledge.
"Good morning, Isabella." she smiled grimly at me.I couldn't do this.
EPOV
Hmm, this is a nice place. They must be loaded. I wonder what she had to do, to let these people let her stay with them. I heard a horrid aged voice think. It definitely wasn't Esme or Carlisle so it had to be Mrs. Rutledge. She wasn't even ashamed, as she walked in staring bluntly at Carlisle's behind.
A nice bum, on that one. I wonder what he sees in that floozy beside him. I mean I am much prettier. She thought, and I had to keep myself from growling. That's when I finally saw her. Bella's description of her was spot on. She was squeezed into a bright pink suit, and her face was caked on with makeup, fake eyelashes included. She held a grim expression upon her face as she looked over a Bella who was visibly shaking.
Ah, so there is that stupid girl. Oh, who's the sexy male succubus beside her? She thought, and if vampires could be sick, I would be a thousands shades of green right now as she ogled me, before focusing her cold gaze on Bella.
"Good morning, Isabella." she said, her mouth in a thin line. Come on stupid girl, answer me! She raised a thinly drawn eyebrow at Bella, as she looked up from her lap.
"Good…good morning Mrs.…Rut…Rutledge." she stuttered, still shaking. I grabbed her hand and began rubbing small circles as she visibly relaxed.
I wonder if she's with the bronze haired male. Lucky bitch. Her thoughts raged at me and it too all of my strength not to let the monster in me get out.
Calm down! Jasper thoughts raged at me. It's bad enough that I have to keep Bella, and Rose calm, I can't handle you too. He grimaced. Sure enough, when I looked over Rose had a sneer upon her face and was glaring at Mrs. Rutledge. Rose was like a mama lion and was very protective over her friends and family. She could spot anyone who might wanted to harm us on first glance. Not only because of that, but because of the fact she was eyeing Emmett. Mrs. Rutledge winked at him, before standing in the middle of the room.
"You all know why I am here. I usually don't make Sunday visits, but this is a special visit. I am here to evaluate you on your claim of temporary custody of Isabella." she said, but mumbled to herself "Why bother? Ungrateful bitch." that earned a growl from all of us, startling Bella, and earning us hard glares from Carlisle and Esme.
"Now," she started, sitting down on the edge of the chase, trying to cross her legs but seemed to be struggling. Bella let out a small laugh, but earned a glare from her.
"I would like to know why you would like to be Isabella's temporary's guardian?" she said. Like I'll approve them anyway. Her thoughts were beginning to worry me. Was she really going to let Carlisle and Esme become her guardians? I threw Alice a worried glance, but she just shook her head and had a small smile on her face.
Relax. It'll be okay. She grinned. Bella needs you. I nodded my head at her. Esme spoke us first.
"First off we have all come to love Bella." She emphasized. "She is a sweet and intelligent girl with a big heart. We love her as our other children." she said, and Mrs. Rutledge just rolled her eyes.
"You do have 5 adopted children. All present here?" she nodded her head.
"And you want to add another one to the bunch?" she said in disbelief.
"We have an ample amount of space. Money wouldn't be an issue. My husband is a doctor so health care wouldn't be a problem." Esme said. Of course money wouldn't be an issue for them. They're loaded with cash.
"And you want Isabella? Why not some other child or someone much younger? I mean she has a number of problems. I mean that's why she wasn't adopted." she said with a look of disgust, tapping one of her heel clad feet. We all looked at her shocked. Problems? If anyone had problems it was definitely her. I looked over at Bella to see her eyes were focused back on her lap, and I heard her sniffling, so I knew she was on the brink of tears.
"If I must say, that girl has no more problems than anyone else in the world. And if someone did not want to adopt her it's their lost, because she is an amazing person with an even more beautiful soul." Esme growled at her, and I saw her visibly pale, but that didn't stop her thoughts. If they only knew the reason she wasn't adopted was, because I told the potential parents she was already adopted. No one was going to take her if they thought she was already taken. If my heart was beating in my chest, it would have stopped at that moment. Bella could have had the chance at a happy normal life, and that woman took it all away from her. I glared at her with a look of disgust.
Ooh he's looking at me. I'm glad I wore my push up bra. She winked, but I continued glaring at her and she quickly averted her gaze. Smart move. I could imagine that my eyes were pitch black. I had to shake my head. I didn't even notice that my nails were digging deep into the arm of the couch, until I could feel the cotton underneath. I looked at Bella to see she still had her eyes focused on her lap. Was she afraid of eye contact?
"And what are your thoughts on this Isabella?" she asked, fingering her long red nails.
"I would like to stay here. The Cullens are nice people and I enjoy staying here." she said in a surprisingly stern voice.
"Everyone can be considered nice, that doesn't make them good people." She huffed.
"Don't talk about them like that. They didn't have to take me in, but they did. Just because they care for me, that doesn't make them good people? And if they statement was ever considered true, it would apply to you. You are one of the most despicable people I've ever met in my life. You have a cold heart, and I feel sorry for you." Bella hollered, stray tears falling down from her eyes. Where did this come from? I looked over to Jasper who had a huge smile on his face as he nodded his head.
"Well I never..." she huffed, annoyed.
"Your decision, please." Esme said equally annoyed. She never got annoyed with people, but I guess that woman finally pushed her to that point.
"Do it." Alice whispered low enough for our ears to Jasper. She was quiet momentarily before answering.
"She can stay. You can become her temporary guardians." Bella let out a startled gasp. Even Mrs. Rutledge herself looked shocked from the words that came from her mouth.
Why in the hell did I just say that? I was supposed to deny them. She had to suffer like I did. If I spent eighteen long years in the system she had to as well.
"I…I just need you to sign these papers." she gestured, a crestfallen look upon her face as she gave Esme a folder filled with forms. After Esme signed it, she quickly handed it back to Mrs. Rutledge, without a second glance.
"Is that all Mrs. Rutledge?" Carlisle asked.
"That…that will be all." she said, standing up confusion still written across her face as she headed towards the door, Esme and Carlisle trailing behind her. After hearing the door close behind them, Bella let out a huge breath.
"Did that just happen?" Bella asked, staring at me with her huge brown eyes.
"I think so love." I grinned, as tears fell from her eyes. My grin instantly fell.
"Did I say something wrong?" I asked her, but she shook her head.
"I'm happy." she smiled through her tears.
"Happy?" I repeated and she nodded again as Esme and Carlisle came back into the room. Bella hopped off the couch and ran towards the two of them wrapping them in tight hug.
"Thank you so much. I don't know how I could ever repay you. For all you've done for me." she sobbed, holding on to the two of them for dear life.
"There's no need sweetie. Welcome to the family." Esme smiled kissing her forehead.
Welcome to the family indeed.
BPOV
I couldn't believe it. Mrs. Rutledge had relented so easily. I thought for sure, that by time this conversation was over, I would be in the back of her car, saying goodbye to all of my friends. I was relieved. That was over two days ago and here I was scavenging through any remaining items to put in the last few boxes. Luckily I was given a few days off of school in excuse of grievance, and was going to return tomorrow. I missed my friends, well what few friends I did have.
I was boxing the last of Jolie's things to send to the salvation army. I kept, the most sentimental items, but decided the rest could go to someone who really needed it. After grabbing the last box, I headed downstairs where Edward was waiting for me. He grabbed the box from my hand, and went to place it in the cab of my truck. We both hopped in, and drove off to go drop it off. After finishing any last minute errands, he drove us back to the Cullen house. Esme had put up a notice, for the house to go on sell, and I was grateful. Apparently she had majored in real estate in college before deciding to become an interior designer.
Alice had worked quickly on my room as well, painting it a light lavender color, arranging my various assortments of lights and hangings, before storing the clothes we had purchased into a closet that looked bigger than the room itself. I was pretty exhausted and settled into bed, taking a quick glance at the only photo I had of my father alone. I had one of my mother alone, and she was dressed in her wedding dress. She looked so beautiful and I could see the joy radiating off her skin. The other of my father alone, was with an Indian man settled in a wheelchair. They appeared to be in deep conversation when the picture was taken. Something that caught my attention was the fact that he appeared to be leaning against a cab of truck that closely mirrored mine. It was nonsense. It couldn't be the same cab. Tucking both photos, underneath my pillow, I was enveloped by another dreamless night.
I woke up early. I didn't even need the help of Alice to wake me up. That of course didn't stop her from laying out my clothes for me. I quickly got dressed, before heading downstairs to see that the others were already gone. It was only me and Edward. He handed me a banana as I looked around confused.
"They already left. Esme had to run a few errands, Carlisle's on call, and the other left in Emmett's jeep." He said, as I chewed on my banana.
"You want to ride with me?" he asked, and I nodded my head. He helped me into my jacket, and carried my book bag for me, as we both got into his Volvo. It wasn't long before we were at school. After opening the door for me, I told Edward I would be right back, as I had to head to the office to drop off my excuse. He opted to come with me, but I told him it wasn't necessary. I probably was going to end up catching up with Angela anyway. He looked a little weary to let me go, but relented as he walked over to his siblings. I gave them a small wave, as I headed to the office, when I saw Jacob come out.
"Hey Bella. I haven't seen you in a while" he smiled flashing me his white teeth although it looked a little forced/.
"Hey Jake. I know, but I'm back now. "I grinned back. I noticed he had a few school books in his hands and a folder filled with slips.
"What's all that?" I asked curiously.
"Schoolwork. I got in a little fight and got suspended for a couple of days." he answered, looking down at his feet.
"That sucks." I smiled sadly.
"Tell me about it. I already got an earful from my father about it." he grumbled, when the office door opened and a man wheeled himself out.
"Bella meet my dad Billy Black." Jacob said, as the man wheeled himself towards me, and my breath caught in my throat.
It was the man from the photo.
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