How Do You Love Someone?
Seth/OC mainly. But there will be a few other surprising Imprintings.
Summary: Bentley comes to Forks, but not by choice, then she meets a certain shape-shifter, and her attitude begins to change.
Chapter One: Guilt Trips Never Fail.
I walked into the kitchen that morning, welcoming the new found summer vacation that bloomed in Michigan. I crossed over to the refrigerator and pulled out the milk, then bent down and opened the cabinet.
"Bentley?" Beth asked, I was in the middle of scouring my pantry for hot chocolate powder, and I was sadly disappointed.
"Yeah?" I asked, still searching.
"Two things. One, what the hell are you looking for? And two, we're going to the mall, Krista and her big brother are taking us," She replied.
"Awesome." I murmured. Still no hot chocolate! DAMN!
"So, why did you tear apart your pantry?" She asked, I heard her digging around in the fridge.
"No more hot chocolate…" I grumbled, I finally gave up and plopped back onto my butt.
"Why do you want hot chocolate anyway?" She asked, I shrugged.
"I have cravings." I said, I threw everything back into my cabinet aside from my peanut butter Cap'n Crunch and got up from the floor.
"You sure do have some weird cravings." My big brother spoke, walking in.
"Who asked you?" I grumbled, I grabbed the milk and a bowl and a spoon and sat at the table. As I ate, a box of Nesquik powder was set in front of me, I gasped happily.
"THANK YOU!" I exclaimed. I grabbed it and instantly began making the most delicious drink known to man.
"You are so weird." Brad grumbled. I simply ignored him and sipped my drink. I finished breakfast and walked upstairs to my room, I looked in the mirror. I was a mess. My dark brown hair fell into a mess of frizzy curls, I wore my brother's old t-shirt, and some baggy sweatpants. Yeah, definitely not my hottest look. I grabbed some shorts, and a tank top and my black Converse and threw them on my bed, then went to take a shower. After my shower I felt ten times better, I got dressed, and ran a brush through my hair. I dried it and walked out, to find Beth.
"Ready to go? Krista will be here in 5 minutes." Beth asked, I nodded, I looked to see her in a white frilly skirt, a pink tank with some white sandals. I cringed. How we were related, I had no clue. Sure, we looked kinda alike, both brunette, both dark eyed, same tan skin, but our facial features were different, my face was rounder, more heart shaped, hers was a bit more defined, plus, I was shorter than her, and she was a billion times more girly. I was into sports, being outside, and causing trouble with my big mouth, and 'insolent attitude.' Or that's what adults call it.. She on the other hand, had never even touched a ball, bat, club, or anything of the nature, hates the outdoors, and had always been quiet and subdued. But we were both really smart, but only in certain subjects. Oh, well since I introduced us, let's move on.
"Yeah, I'm ready, but I was wondering if you could do my hair, like in French braids or something." I replied,
"Sure," She smiled, she lead me back into my room. She sat me at my vanity, and quickly did my hair. I grabbed my hoodie, iPod, and phone from their respective places, and we both walked out.
"Krista's here!" Beth chirped, reading from her cell phone, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me downstairs and out the door.
"BYE BRAD!" We yelled in unison as we ran past the kitchen, he waved, and she continued running, I barely grabbed the door handle as she whisked me out the door, it slammed shut behind us. We slowed to a walk and I gently tore from her grasp.
"There was no need for that!" I exclaimed, she smiled sheepishly and we climbed into the car. Krista and her brother Miles were laughing in the front.
"You two cannot be related!" Miles choked out.
"Tell me about it!" We exclaimed. We looked at each other, in a mock glare, but then we laughed. We could never stay mad at each other. We began driving to the mall, once we were there, we just wandered around, looking for somewhere to go, eventually we came to the bookstore, to which I grabbed their hands and dragged them inside. If I could, I would spend all my free time in the bookstore.
"Ugh, I hate books!" Krista groaned, Beth nodded in agreement. Miles was off somewhere else.
"You two hate books because you don't know how to read." I shot at them, they both glared at me.
"We know how to read! We just chose not to!" Krista snapped, I scoffed and began browsing through the books. They both mumbled under their breath but I ignored them. I eventually found the books I was looking for and marked them down.
"Okay, let's go!" I exclaimed, we walked out and they dragged me into Hollister, which was caddy-corner from Border's.
"Blech!" I exclaimed, crinkling my nose in disgust as the strong smell of overly price perfume hit my nostrils.
"Welcome to Hollister. Here's a gasmask and a flashlight." I murmured to Miles, who started laughing.
"OMG! LOOK!" Beth exclaimed, picking up a flowery dress. Krista squealed and picked up a similar one. The two yapped about it, while I went and looked at the sweats and tank tops. After we all finished picking out what we wanted, we paid and left. It was nearing 12:30, and I was hungry.
"Guys, let's go to the food court!" I exclaimed. They all looked at each other, and seeming to come to a silent agreement, allowed me to the lead them to the food court. I chose Chic-Fil-A while they went to other places, we all met up and sat down. As I began to eat, my cell phone ran, I noticed it was Mother… She's supposed to be at work… Huh, I wonder what's wrong.
"Hey Mom?" I greeted, Beth stopped talking to Miles and looked at me, giving me a confused look, I shrugged.
"Hi sweetie, um, listen… Are you and your sister busy?" She replied, I could tell she was nervous.
"Well we're at the mall with Miles and Krista, do you need us at home? Is something wrong? Did someone die!" I asked just a couple of questions that were whirring through my brain.
"No, no, dear, everything's ok… But I have some news… You and Beth should come home as soon as possible." She replied, she sounded kinda sad now. I was growing more and more concerned by the second.
"Okay Momma. We'll be home soon." I replied.
"Thank you. Love you." She replied brightly.
"Love you too." I said, I clicked off my phone and turned to the others.
"We need to get home ASAP. Something's up." I said,
"Did she say what?" Beth asked, I shook my head.
"No, just that she needs to talk to us." I replied, she nodded, and we all went back to eating. We finished in record time, and rushed out. We sped all the way home and ran inside, we found Brad and our other brother Brendan on the couch, Mom was pacing in front of them, we all walked in and sat down.
"We're here. What's going on?" Bethany asked, I could tell she was worried.
"Nothing… Well.. Something… And… Well… I don't know how to say this… Um, kids… Your… Your father… He's… He's well.. Um…" She stuttered over her words, but as soon as she said our father, I tensed. I wasn't very big fan of him… She wiped her hands on her jeans then clapped them together in front of her. Finally, she sighed and pulled a piece of paper from the top of the TV set. She handed it to me since I was closest. I figured it was a letter or something, so I planned to pass it to Brendan, but then I noticed, it wasn't just a paper. It was a freaking wedding invitation!
You are cordially invited to the wedding of:
Leonardo Victor Rossi
and
Alana Melanie Carter
Date:
October 4, 2009
Time:
7:30
I couldn't even finish the rest, for fear I might get physically ill, I passed it my brother and looked up at my Mom.
"Pleas tell me you don't expect us to go?" I asked.
"Well… Not us… Per say… Just you 4..." She said, I instantly stood up and crossed my arms.
"Absolutely not! I'm not encouraging this relationship!" I declared. She sighed, then she looked at the others. They were all a lot more easy going about the situation.
"We'll go, but it's only March? Why so early?" Beth replied,
"There's another thing… He wants you to be in the wedding." She said, with that I stormed out of the room. I went upstairs to my room and slammed the door shut and flopped onto my bed. I wasn't sure how long I was in there for until I heard a knock on my door. My kitten hopped from the edge of my bed and padded over to it, looking back and forth between the door and I, she meowed
"No one's home!" I yelled.
"Bentley! Either you will open this door, I will get Brad to break it down! Either way, we're talking about this!" She said, I sighed, she was right. Damn… I hate that fact… I forced myself to get up from my bed and walked over to open the door. She walked in and shut it behind her.
"We leave in a week… And we can bring Krista and Miles." She said,
"What part of I'm not going, did everyone miss down there?" I asked, she sighed.
"I know you're still mad at him… But he's our Dad…" She said, I scoffed.
"A real Dad wouldn't have walked out on us like he did!" I exclaimed, she sighed again. Here's another way we weren't related, I had the world's shortest temper most of the time, I hated to be messed with. She was calm, cool, and collected, all the freaking time. Even under pressure. It was amazing.
"Listen, you're my twin, my best friend. So. As both of those jobs entail, I'm not going to make you go… But imagine what it would mean to Mom and Dad… I mean, Dad would be happy to see you, since you skipped out on almost all of our trips to see him." She said, I rolled my eyes, here comes the guilt trip,
"And Mom would be so proud that you swallowed your pride and went to this wedding and endure the months, and months of torture to follow." She continued in her convincing voice. I groaned and fell back onto my bed.
"And I would be proud of you, so would the guys. We'd deal with the evil bitch together. You get to make her life hell for the next few months until the wedding!" She exclaimed.
"Fine, fine, you win! I'll go… But I won't like it!" I said. She laughed triumphantly, as she pumped her fists in the air, she fell back onto the bed next me, my kitten crawled in between us and mewed. I smiled and leaned to pet her,
"I'm going to go tell Mom." Beth chirped, she got up and walked out. I sighed and looked at Cupcake.
"Oh Cupcake… This is gonna suck," I sighed, she meowed in agreement. I kissed her fuzzy head one last time and got up to get my suitcases, after I did that, I curled up to go to sleep after checking my phone for any text messages from my boyfriend, which there were none… I plugged it and my iPod in then was asleep before my head hit the pillow, cursing myself for my conscious… I knew the next week and the following months were going to be living hell, and I wasn't looking forward to it.
Chapter one! Tell me what you think! It will get better, I promise. It's my first Twilight fic, and i actually promised myself i wouldn't write one, but I couldn't resist.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT! IT BELONGS TO STEPHANHIE MEYER. I DO HOWEVER OWN MY OCs.
Much Love.
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