Bella's pov

I didn’t Переместить on the постель, кровати I just starred at the sealing hoping, wishing that I could leave right now but I wouldn’t even make it far with my creator still out to get me. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Who’s there” I asked slowly
“It’s me Edward” I heard him say before opening the door.
“Why do Ты always knock, it’s still your room too, Ты know” I сказал(-а) while he took place Далее to me on the bed.
“Because I honour your privacy” he сказал(-а) in a caring and loveable voice and giving me a smile after words.
I don’t know why I reacted like I did...

The first one was an introduction and now the story begins now :D Enjoy ^_^

Bella's pov

August 13th. In a месяц it’s my 17th birthday and then I have one год left to leave the FBI. I can’t hardly wait. Sometimes I can’t believe my parents decided to put me with the FBI instead of jail. I don’t think the FBI was any better then jail anyhow.
I knew I did stupid things like using drugs, vandalism, getting drunk and almost killed a woman.
That image is something I will never forget.

“Bella” I heard Mark, the FBI chief yelling
“yes chief” I сказал(-а) back in a firm voice
“come into my office”...