Incompatible

~Preface~

"We need to talk." My father begins after calling me into the room, "About your mother's life before me."

"What about it?" I ask him feeling totally confused. I bite my bottom lip softly and feel the familiar sweatiness of my palms and butterflies in my stomach, I always get these symptoms when I'm nervous, "Daddy?" I pry after exactly a twenty-six second silence that seems like forever.

"First of all…" He begins, "I'm actually not your father." Right here and now, my world stops. I feel my mouth drop to the floor…literally. I have a million questions to ask but none come out of my mouth. The only sound in the room is my quickened breathing and his (man I don't know what to cal) long mournful sigh.

"Charlie, I really don't know much and if I could explain it, I would probably mess up so here." He hands me a white envelope, "It's from your mother." I take a deep breath and take the envelope from him.

"I-I'm going to my room uh-yeah." He nods once. I walk backwards out of the room and I when I get to the stairs I run straight to my room without looking back. I close my door and turn the lock before jumping on the bed whilst wiping stray tears away. My mother died when I was thirteen, I'm now fifteen. She had suffered with depression though pretty much my whole time with her.

My Dearest Charlotte,

I know reading this letter will be hard and you'll be angry that we kept this from you but please; you were too young to understand. Yes, Andrew is not your real father but I do love him and I know for sure you do too. Your real father is named Lucas Uley. He is a Quileute tribe member and a…shape shifter a wolf to be exact.

What the fudge? Shape shifters are not real. I put my mother's insanity aside and continue reading.

Yes, I know what you're thinking, but Charlie, it's true. I never lied to you, did I? I moved to La Push with my parents when I was seventeen, just two years older then you will be when you read this. People use to call your father and his friends the 'hall monitor on steroids' but I never believed them. It was like…love at first sight with us. Within days we were in love. But since your father was a wolf he could imprint on me. You probably don't know what imprinting is though. To make it simple, imprinting is when a wolf finds their soul mate, they can't choose their imprint. Cliché right? That's what I thought. I loved your father though, with all my heart. Except there was one problem…my body didn't react well with the imprint. Every time your father and I got close I'd feel pain or sickness sometimes even faint. We tried everything to get rid of the pain. It's like we were incompatible. Finally, after a year I had to get away as the pain was getting worse. I was sick and weak constantly. So I packed my things and drove until I couldn't drive anymore. Your father of course being my imprinter came looking for me. He never found me. Two weeks later your father died with a broken heart. A week later, I found out I was pregnant with you. When you were born it's like having your father with me again. I love you Charlie. I want you to know your fathers family, it's your choice though. I'm leaving you with an address to your Father's brother, Sam. Charlie, please forgive you. I'm so sorry I can't help you with this.

Your Mother,

Sarah

Sam Uley: 4 Winchester drive, La Push, Washington, 98350

I sigh wishing more words were on the paper. Of course she's telling the truth and for some weird reason I'm not going into shock and I'm okay with it. I look at the address closely and find myself trying to memorize it. I quickly jump to my feet and begin packing my bags. It's like I'd made a subconscious decision. I pack everything and run downstairs.

"Where are you going?" Andrew asks me.

"I'm going to see Sam Uley, my uncle. I need to find out about my parents, my father." He nods.

"Do you need money for the train?" I nod my head up and down while he pulls out his credit card and hands it to me, "Buy as much as you need…or more." I smile slightly and give him a hug, "I love you, Charlie."

I sigh, "You'll always be my father, even though-well you know." With that I make my way outside to make some sense of my mother's past and my future.

I rest my head against the glass window of the train. So many things have happened to me in the last twenty-four hours. It's hard to think about it all at once so I've been going through everything one at a time. First the fact that Andrew actually isn't my birth father and my real father was a werewolf or something like that. Finally I think about my mother, how she had to make the hard decision to leave here imprinter. On the other side, she went through a lot of pain being with him. I wonder if every imprinting relationship is like that. All I know is that I'm glad I haven't been imprinted on. The train stops and they announce that I'm in La Push, for such a small town I'm surprised they have one. I gather my things and walk off the train. I hear a loud sound and turn around to watch the train go away to its next destination. I sigh and leave the train station. When I get outside I feel a light rain on my face. I pull up my hood and begin walking on the road. I looked on Google Earth and found that Sam's wasn't that far from the station.

I walk down a couple blocks until I find Winchester drive. Sam Uley's house is at the very end. It's a small cottage like house. I hear people talking so they must be home. I take a deep breath and walk up to the door. I knock twice and wait. Finally someone comes to the door. It's a lady with scars on the right side of her face. Behind her is a man that must be Sam.

"Can we help you, miss?" She asks me.

"Yes. I'm Charlotte Uley, I think you knew my father, Lucas."