“Fucking hell! Someone is deliberately screwing with us! Especially Bella!” Cain roared as he pulled me into his leap and rocked in sync with me.

“Where did they get these? Scott's dead. How…” Charlie questioned, picking up the pair of dancing shoes on my bed. “We had all of Scott’s things boxed up when were left Wisteria Lane; everything.”

“Edward.” I whispered. “I need to see Edward. He needs to know.”

“Bella, I’m not sure that that is a good idea. He …” Charlie tried to reason with me.

“He is part of this family, they all are and I cannot keep this from them any longer!” Once we were all packed up, I stared out of the car window, taking in the familiar gravel path. The engine died, and silence took over the car.

“We’ll wait here, Bells. Take as long as you need.” Charlie whispered as I crawled out, thinking of how I was going to tell my extended family who I really was. I knocked on the grand oak door; but didn’t have to wait long before Edward open it, slightly confused, yet with a goofy grin on his face.

“I thought you were in Florida.” He asked, as he stepped forward to hug me. I took a step back in sync with him before letting my tears flow freely.

“I have to tell you something,” I began, through me salty tears. I walked past him and called everyone down to the living room. When we were all seated, I repeated what I had said to Edward. “I have to tell you something, because you are my family, and you have a right to know. And frankly, I can’t hide it anymore.” They all exchanged the same look of confusion to each other before I continued. “But you have to promise me something; after I tell you,” I had to gather myself before continuing, “You have to let me go.”

“What?” They echoed together. I held my hand up to stop them.

"Bella, there is no way in hell we are letting you go!" Edward bellowed, his voice filled the room; so full of tension. 

“Please, stop. I have to explain. I … I’m not who you think I am. I’m not Bella Swan.”