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Chapter 6

Isabellas POV 10 years ago

"Edward hey man!" James said while quickly pulling my underwear and shorts up at the same time. That was the first time I ever saw Edward.

"This is Bella, Jacobs sister the one I was talking about?" James said looking between Edward and I trying to break the connection we had on one another. Edward obviously looked at me with pity, I looked at him with shame. Eventually I broke contact and looked down. I tried to clean myself up the best I could.

James stood up and casually talked to Edward while readjusting his pants, cleaning the whip cream off his bed, wiping his mouth and redoing his ponytail.

"Yeah man, well you know Emmett was telling me about that so..." I heard Edward say when I payed attention to their conversation every now and then.

"Bro that dumb ass can suck it! So hows Aunt Esme?" James asked while sitting back on his bed pulling me to his lap, I stiffened automatically.
I felt wrong just being here especially with this guy I never saw before staring at me intently.

Edward coughed, "She's good."

"That's good and Carlisle? What's he bitching' about your still going to work for his company right?"

He kept a plain face and shook his head 'yes' slowly.

"Well... if that's what your into I guess. My old man was complaining about that shit and I just told him flat out 'Fuck You'. James laughed arrogantly when all of the sudden his phone started going off.

"Shit um, Edward... could you?" He pointed to me then quickly left the room.

"Where's your parents?" He asked quietly while putting a cigarette to his lips.

Smoking is bad.

My eyes started to water, I didn't like this. I didn't want this, any of it. I didn't want James to love me I didn't even care if he liked me anymore. I wanted to go run home and tell my Mommy and Daddy everything even if I got in trouble, even if they didn't love me anymore, I couldn't do this.

"At work." I said with a knot in my through trying to hold in the tears.

"Work huh? They know what your doing here? With James, or the things you do with Jacob?" He asked like he was mad at me for doing them.

"Um... no.." I said trying to keep myself from crying.

"Hm," he hummed exhaling the smoke from his cigarette, shaking his head back and fourth.

"They know."

That was the last day I saw my family.