Here we go. A nice new chapter. Sorry for the short delay. Work has been a bitch and I couldn't find the time to type this up.

Hope you enjoy :)

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I sat there with my mouth agape. The Esme clone toy-boy was standing next to one of the largest men I had ever seen.

"Hi boys." Tanya rose from her seat and gave each of the boys a hug. "Em, your food is in the oven. Edward, how are you?"

"I'm fine thank you, auntie." Edward replied. He returned her hug with an ease of familiarity.

Did I just hear correctly? Am I going mad? He did just call Tanya 'auntie', did he not?
The people that are helping me are related to the people I'm trying to get away from!?
Dear lord I've stumbled into the Twilight Zone.

"How is your mother?" Tanyas voice seemed a little forced.

"She is well. She's helping aunt Esme look for someone." Edwards eyes flickered to me and I had to look away. "Maybe you should give them a call."

"No Edward. You know fair well that my sisters and I don't get on."

My spoon clattered to my plate as it slipped from my grip. Tanya is sisters with Esme one and two. No wonder she looked so familiar. I pushed my bowl away, bile rising in my throat.

'I bet it's only a matter of time before she hands me over to the funny farm.'

'Don't be silly. She's trying to help you.'

'When has anyone ever helped us without an ulterior motive?'

'But she bathed and fed you. How can someone with evil intentions do that?'

'She's just prepping you before turning you over to the wolves. Soon you will be a sundress and sandal wearing clone too!'

'Over my dead body!' The argument between the voices in my head continued to escalate.

"SHUT UP!"

Oh shit. I think I said that out loud. Everyone in the kitchen stopped what they were doing and stared at me.

'Oh great. Now look, you're going to get us all kicked off to the funny farm.'

"Are you alright dear?" Tanya sat down across from me again. I glanced up at her from behind a curtain of damp hair and slightly nodded. "Okay. I'm going to check on your clothes. Finish your soup, before it gets cold." She pushed my discarded bowl back towards me and left the room.

I didn't eat it. In fact I refused to move at all. With my head bowed and my hair acting as a shield, I could observe the two guys in the room without them noticing I was watching them.

"Oh Ed, man you missed a great practice." Emmett spoke between mouthfuls of food. "Crowley ended up kneeing Newton in the crotch. Stanley, who's Newtons current bit of fluff, saw and ran onto the pitch. The dipshit got tackled and ended up with a broken nose! Blood everywhere. Never heard a bitch scream so loud in my life, unless of course they're in bed with me and it's my name they're screaming." He guffawed, sending half masticated pieces of potato flying across the room. I had to choke back the sound of disgust threatening to burst from my lips.

"Emmett, you're so vulgar." Edwards lip curled in disgust. "Don't let your mom catch you talking like that. She may be less that half your size, but her punches are lethal."

"Whatever Eddie. You're just as bad, maybe worse. Irina was bragging about your bedroom antics just the other day. What was it she said...? Oh yeah! 'I rode him good and hard, like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco.'" Emmett finished off the impersonation with a flutter of his eyelashes. Once again I pushed my bowl away, this time in disgust.

The noise caused the two boys to glance in my direction once more. Edward mouthed something to Emmett, who just shrugged in response. He finished scoffing down his food and the both of them exited the kitchen. I heard him call out a greeting to his father and then proceed on to his room. The door slammed and loud music followed.

Tanya came back through to the kitchen. "The boys didn't bother you I hope?" I shook my head in the negative and contemplated letting her know what her son and nephew were discussing, but thought better of it. "Your clothes are almost dry. Still a little damp in places. I have a brush and hairdryer you can use while you wait for them." She said, while clearing away my dishes. She frowned at the amount of food left in my bowl. "Did you not like the soup?"

"Y-es." I croaked. I cleared my throat and started again. "Yes, it was delicious." But after hearing your son discuss his bedroom tactics I lost my appetite; I mentally tacked on at the end. "I filled up too quickly on rolls." I motioned to the half empty bread basket.

"Oh I'm glad you liked them. I made them myself. I don't like any of that shop bought garbage and there is nothing more satisfying than taking your frustration out on a pound of bread dough." She said with a big grin.

"I can't cook." Nice Bella, straight to the point.

"Oh." Tanyas smile faltered. If you stick around long enough, I could always teach you."

'Hmm...cooking lessons from Tanya sounds like it could be fun.'

'Yes but where will you stay? We're not going back to the Martha Stewart wannabe.'

'Tanya would look after us.'

'Whatever happened to 'not staying in this shitty assed town'? And 'We're street smart. We can fend for ourselves.' Really? I mean really?'

'YES!'
'
Riiiggghht. This is coming from the same person who sat on a street bench and sulked because they got a little wet, then hightailed it in here at the prospect of free food.'

'Shut up.'

"You're going to bite through that lip in a minute."

"Huh?" My eyes focused on Tanya across the table.

"What has you thinking so hard?" She smiled at me. "I'm not going to send you back to Esmes if you don't want to go."

My mouth fell open in shock. She knows who I am.

"Of course I know who you are Bella." I gotta stop speaking my thoughts out loud. "Your mother and I were best of friends once. That was before she met your father and became one of he snobby elite. You look so much like her, but you have your fathers eyes." I was speechless. Tanya knew my parents before the shit storm that is my life happened. "What happened to you Bella? How did you end up here and with that horrible haunted look in your eyes?"

"I-I..." My head swam. Thoughts and scenarios running through my head. Memories hitting me like a battering ram. My pulse quickened and my breathing picked up. "I can't do this." I stood abruptly and ran from the room. Not remembering which door was the shower room I just flung pen the first door I came to and slammed it shut behind me.

I rested my forehead against the cool wood and breathed deeply.

It was quiet. Too quiet.

I slowly turned around and to my horror, Emmett and Edward were looking over the back of a well worn couch staring at me, their game left paused on the t.v.

My eyes went wide, mouth ran dry and my heart began to beat a mile a minute.

With my back to the door I frantically scrabbled for the door handle, all the while never taking my eyes off of the guys in front of me. The handle finally clicked and I backed out of the door, my eyes never leaving theirs until the door was closed between us.

I released the breath I was holding and felt my shoulders sag in fatigue. It didn't escape my notice that both guys had burst out in laughter the moment the door was shut.

"Dude, what a crazy chick." Emmett guffawed.

"Excuse me a moment. I'll be right back." Edward replied.

Shit! Shit! SHIT! He's gonna come out here and see me lingering.

In my haste to get away I tripped over my own feet and went sprawling across the carpet, making my knees split open and bleed again.

"Are you okay down there?"

"NO, PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME. LEAVE ME. LEAVE ME, I'LL BE GOOD." I was screaming out the words and Edward was standing there looking shocked and a possibly a little scared too. Felix and Tanya came running and even Emmett looked out of his door to see what the commotion was.
I couldn't stop myself. The screams were coming thick and fast as image after image raced through my head.

Punches. Slaps. Kicks, Whips.

Try as I might to get away I couldn't move. I felt like a caged animal just waiting for one last blow to finish me off.

I couldn't make out what they were saying. All of them looking worried and scared. I was in a ball on the floor, vulnerable and unprotected. Practically naked in front of strangers.

Exhaustion was coming thick and fast. I couldn't fall asleep. I wouldn't be able to protect myself then.

I felt hands on me, not having the strength to fight them off.

This is the end Bella. You're done for now. And to think you had thought you'd left the monsters behind.

The last thing I saw was a hand coming towards me as everything faded to black.

Oh dear, poor Bella. A smidgen of her past, or rather her parents, has been revealed.

Wonder what has gone down between Tanya and her sisters.

Stay tuned. Next chapter should be up later this week :)

Let me know what you think my lovelies xx