Disclaimer-I don't own Twilight…
Setting-This takes place a few weeks before Edward and Bella's wedding. This is in both Edward's and Bella's POV.
Broken
Chapter 1-BPOV
I strolled happily along the sidewalk hand-in-hand with my soon to be husband. It was only a month until the wedding and my last few weeks as a human seemed to pass slowly. I was appreciating every heartbeat, which was now numbered.
It seemed as if nothing could go wrong at this point. Although, with my luck, something was bound to happen from now to August 13th. I couldn't push away the feeling that something was going to happen. Things can't be as perfect as they are now for too long. But I told my paranoid half that the only thing that matters is Edward, and nothing could come between us.
"How about we head back to your house?" Edward's velvet voice spoke, interrupting my thoughts.
"Sure." My voice was a bit hoarse from not speaking for a while. I was too busy enjoying our rare walk. It was hard to find a day that wasn't raining or sunny.
Just a few feet from my front door, Edward stiffened.
"What is it?" I asked, with obvious panic in my voice.
His expression slowly softened. "Your father has surprising news for you." Edward calmly said, looking befuddled.
"Surprising as in good or surprising as in bad?"
"Depends on what you think surprising is."
I gulped. So it was bad.
"This will be interesting…" Edward said with a smirk on his face.
I power walked to the door and Charlie quickly answered my rapid knocks on the door.
His face looked worried and eager. "Hey Bella." He plastered a fake smile on his lips. "Hi Edward. Why don't you two come in the kitchen for a sec?" He seemed more polite than usual which made me more suspicious.
We gathered into the kitchen, each of us taking a seat.
"Bella," Charlie quickly began, "I have something I never told you, or your mother." He stopped searching my face with a pleading look in his eyes.
"Back when you were about one year old," he continued, "your mother and I separated for a few months. And during those few months, I met a woman…Debra" He looked down, seeming ashamed of what he was about to say. "Well, she just passed away a few days ago."
I was still confused. Where was he going with this? "Oh, sorry Dad. But, what does this exactly have to do with us?"
"Bella, after I left her, I didn't know she was pregnant-pregnant with our baby. Her husband was sent to jail three years ago for attempted murder, and Debra just died of breast cancer."
My mouth was frozen open. Then I realized, after a few long moments, that I was hyperventilating. "You…had…some other woman's baby?"I said through breaths.
Edward was drawing small circles in my lower back with his fingertips, which seemed to be the only thing that was keeping me breathing.
Charlie looked heartbroken. I knew he didn't want me to react this way. I tried as much as possible to pull myself together. "Wow, that's a lot to take in." Then I thought about this for a minute. "So, I have a long, lost, half sister? Hah!"
"There's more." Charlie said with every twinge of regret in his voice.
"Of course there's more, there always is." I wonder what could possibly be worse than this.
"Well, since she's only sixteen, with no parent or guardian, I'm her closest relative-her father. So, she might have to live with us for about two years, or just until she turns eighteen."
I spoke too soon.
"That is two years dad," I corrected in a surprising monotone. I wasn't surprised that this would happen to me. Then again, it can't be that bad-unless she's my 'evil twin' trying to seek revenge for her own selfish entertainment…
I then noticed I didn't know 'her' name. "What should we call it?" I asked, a tad angry about many, many things.
"Bridget." Charlie said, seeming to lighten up a bit by my sarcasm. "Bella, please, I want you to know how sorry I am."
"It's ok dad, you didn't know."
He let out a short chuckle. "At least Alice can take her shopping instead of always buggin' you. I think you need a break." He said eyeing my new outfit.
My heart quickly sank as I tried to picture Bridget shopping with my soon to be sister-in-law. She would definitely find out about the Cullen's and their 'secret'. She's younger than Charlie, therefore more observant and curious-well if she was anything like me.
"Yea, guess so." I sighed. "I'll be upstairs dad. By the way, when is i-Bridget going to come?"
"Tomorrow afternoon. Hey, do you wanna come pick her up at the airport with me?" Charlie asked, obviously eager for us to get along right away.
"No thanks dad!" I yelled while running up the stairs. Edward followed behind.
I quietly shut the door, hoping Charlie wouldn't notice. He didn't like the door shut while Edward was here-like that matters.
"Well, you've been awfully quiet tonight." I said, breaking the silence and sitting next to Edward on my bed.
"I didn't want to intervene, considering it's not my place to." He said with a polite smile on his face.
"Hmm…" I thought for a moment, trying to soak up all the information I just received at the same time. "Do you think this Bridget will look like me?"
"Hardly. I can't imagine anyone as beautiful as you are." He caressed my cheek with the back of his hand.
I the leaned in closer, snuggling into his chest, as we both laid down. He wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me in closer.
"What if…she likes you?" I said, managing to keep the grimace off my face.
Edward just let out his 'you're being overly paranoid' laughs.
"Will you tell me?" I asked a bit playful.
"Hmm?" Edward seemed preoccupied with the scent of my hair.
"Will you tell me if she's attracted to you?"
"If you wish…" He whispered in my ear, and then began kissing my earlobe, all the way down to my collarbone. He went back and forth, stopping at the edge of my jaw. His lips traveled to my mouth and to the corner of my mouth. After my heart returned to its normal pace, it began to race again as he moved his icy lips against mine. They were so enticing and full. I grabbed two locks of his supple hair as my hands moved to the back of his head.
His tongue then touched mine, something he never attempted before. His tongue tasted even better than his lips. It was soft and delicious-I couldn't get enough. My hands tightened around his hair and he pulled away.
"Wow." I breathed. "Why haven't we tried that before?"
"Too risky," he quickly answered a smidgen farther away from me.
"I like risky." I then began kissing him again, hoping to repeat what had just happened-without stopping. But he pulled away just before my tongue reached his.
"No, you like death, apparently." Edward said, with worry and temptation in his eyes.
I just crossed my arms across my chest like a bratty ten-year-old girl.
"Bella, you know how much I enjoyed that. A little too much actually…" he said with a smirk on his lips. He leaned in closer, seeming more careful, but he was interrupted by my doorbell.
"Bella!" Charlie called after a few moments. "Your sister is here! Her flight arrived early! Come down and meet her!"
I immediately jumped off my bed, not sure what to do. Well, this was coming sooner or later, might as well get it over with…
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A/N-Hey guys
Please read and review
I hope you liked it!
It's a tad different so I thought I'd put it out there.
The next chapter is coming tomorrow
It's Edward's point of view and what he things of Bridget
BTW-there's a great story I've been reading..check it out please! /s/4417207/2/
it's called "A love that was fought for" by passionate009