EPOV

Did Liam ever hurt you?

The questioned lingered in the air as I struggled to find an answer. I couldn't tell them the truth. I didn't want any of their pity or for them to try and help me. My mouth opened slightly as I tried to lie to them but I found that the words wouldn't escape my mouth. The look on Esme's face as silence filled the air, almost as if she could tell from my lack of answer that Liam had in fact hurt me. Carlisle's face filled with concern as they both waited for me to answer, Esme had tears threatening to fall almost as if she already knew my answer. My mouth closed again as I looked down away from their gaze towards the carpeted floor.

"Can I go to my room please?" I asked unable to get out the lie.

I heard Esme take a deep breath but Carlisle was silent. I knew he wanted me to answer, he wanted the truth. I reluctantly looked up to meet their intense eyes waiting for them to answer or whether they were going to push me into talking, something I was dead set against. I could see they were conflicted but after a few moments Carlisle nodded his head only to receive a confused look from Esme who obviously wanted me to answer. I breathed out, relieved and looked over at them once more before turning back around to face the stairs. I didn't hear movements behind me and it was obvious that they were watching me as I left. I kept my eyes on the floor as I walked towards my room and didn't relax until I was in the safety of my room. I leant against the door as my eyes fluttered closed. I knew they would find out soon enough, I mean if someone takes your 13 year old daughter in the middle of the night , steals the money you have in your house and takes her to a foster home, your gunna tell that persons parents. It didn't sound as If Carlisle or Esme had any clue of details and I was angry with myself for letting it slip.

I pushed my hand through my hair before rummaging in my pockets to try and find my IPod only to find it not there. Frustrated, I searched around my room until I found my IPod on top of the CD player. I held it in my hand as I approached the double doors which lead out to the balcony in my room. I looked down; it wasn't that much of a jump, so making sure my IPod was secure in my pocket I climbed over bars. Braced myself for contact with the floor as I let go and fell down to the ground, the cold air hitting my face as a fell for a mere second. I turned to face the rest of the garden after I had fell and breathed in deeply, glad to get some fresh air. There was only a small bit of sun peaking through the clouds as I made my way towards one of the larger tree's, leaning against it once I had sat down and pulling out my IPod and putting the headphones in my ears. I found a soft classical song and closed my eyes as I tried to think of anything other than the past. I failed as past memories flooded my mind.

I was sat in my room, the rubbish CD player playing one of the small collections of albums I owned when I heard a soft knock on the door. My music wasn't loud as not to catch anyone's attention but I barely heard the knock over it. Confused, I stepped over to the Cd player and turned the volume down.

"Who is it?" I asked cautiously, stepping closer to the door.

"Sara." Came a very timid voice from behind the wood of the door, almost too timid. It was late as well; she should be in bed, why was she upset. I quickly opened the door to find her stood there, tears dripping down her face, her arms wrapped tightly around her waist as if to stop herself falling apart. I stood aside as she entered the room her eyes flickering around the room. She jumped when I shut the door and she turned to face me, her breaths sharp.

"What's wrong, what did he do?" I asked, looking over her body for any signs of him beating her up. She let out a strangled sob and her fingertips dug into her side. I approached slowly as if getting close to a scared animal.

"He.... he."She broke off, another sob escaped her lips. Her voice went down in volume to a whisper, barely audible. "He raped me." She broke down as soon as the words left her lips, her arms dropping to her size as sobs wracked through her body. I was shocked, I never thought he would do that, he hit us, he's beaten me into unconsciousness before but he never got too serious with Sara. Never.

I moved forward slowly and wrapped my arms around her. Her arms crawled up my stomach before wrapping around my neck, her face buried in my chest. Her knees went weak and I was the only thing keeping her up. I lifted her slightly from the ground, she was small for her age and it was easy to lift her. I pulled her towards my bed and pulled her onto my lap as the sobs came freely. I stroked her hair and sung lowly one of her favourite songs. Slowly but surely I felt her breaths become more and more even as she slipped into a slumber and I decided finally that enough was enough.

I shuddered as my eyes opened and the memories ceased to flash in front of my mind. My head fell back and rested against the trunk of the tree when I realized something. I was being watched. It a weird instinct to be able to tell when your being watched even though you ca neither see nor here that person, but I was sure. I tilted my head slightly and saw her out of the corner of my eye. Leaning against the bars of the balcony stood Esme, watching me intently.

A/N Please review XD Just so you know, in the flashback Sara is 13 and Edward is 18 so there is in no way anything going on. He thinks of her as a sister. And also, this is a Belle/Edward fic and the next few chapters will then be focusing on the two of them 