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Gives You Hell Chapter 1

B POV

We were all sitting in the Cullen's living room. By all, I meant all the kids. Carlisle was upstairs in his office reading and Esme was in the garden, planting the seeds she had bought yesterday on our girls only shopping trip Alice had dragged me along to. I hated shopping and didn't try to disguise this fact. But no one can resist Alice's pout.

I was on Edwards lap, watching Emmet and Alice argue over a video game. Who knew Alice could get so competitive.

"YOU CHEATED!" Emmet boomed.

"No I didn't!" Alice retorted, "Its was just that I was better and you can't accept it!"

Emmet pouted and we all sniggered at him. "What. You didn't get beat by a girl Emmet, did you?" Jasper taunted. "No I didn't!" Emmet shouted, "She cheated!"

"No I didn't" Alice hissed, she was angry now.

"Did so."

"No I …" but she was interrupted by the shrill ring of the Cullen's phone. Shock was clear on her face.

"What? Missed that did you? Too busy cheating."

"Shut up Emmet!" Jasper said as he through his arms around Alice's waist to stop her from attacking him. He just laughed and Rosalie smacked him on the back of his head. "Ow, Rosie. What was that for?"

"Stop teasing your sister." She replied.

"But …" he stopped at the expression on Rosalie's face and pouted. That was just to much and sent me into a fit of giggles. I hid my face in Edward's chest to try and stifle my laughter when Emmet scowled at me, which sent everyone into a round of laughter. I only stopped when Esme appeared in front of me, phone in hand. Even so, a smile was still playing on my lips.

"Bella, dear, it's for you."

I was confused. Nobody new to reach me on this number apart from Charlie, and he was away on a police training week in Seattle with strict rules on outside contact, so he didn't take his phone. Who could it be?

I sat up, still in Edwards lap, and took the phone from Esme's hand. Everyone, apart from Edward, went back to their previous activities.

"Hello?"

"ISABELLA!" a high pitched, nasal voice came through the receiver, and I had to hold it away from my ear. Everyone's faces turned to look at me and I saw Carlisle show up at the bottom of the stairs. Just then, realisation hit me. "Mum?" I looked at Edward. His face was showing as much surprise as I felt.

"Yes darling, who else? Now, I heard from a little birdie that you were engaged. When were you going to tell me? No, no, no, I don't want to hear any excuses. I forgive you. Now, you can pick me up from the airport around three on Tuesday afternoon. My plane isn't meant to land until two thirty, but you know airports, never reliable. Oh and Isabella, I …"

"Wait, wait, mum? How did you get this number? And what do you mean, Your coming here?" I frowned. I was in shock. My mum, who I hadn't spoken to or seen in over a year, coming here? Mum hated Forks

"Of course I'm coming to Forks. I haven't seen you in so long and of course I need to meet my future son-in-law." I looked at Edward and smiled. He returned it but still he had a small frown on his brow. I reached up with my free hand and smoothed the creases out with my finger tips. He did the same to me. I hadn't even realised I was frowning. It was then I realised my Mum had continue to talk. I tore my gaze from Edward face so I could concentrate on what she was saying. Edward took my hand and began rubbing soothing circles with his thumb.

".. and Charlie said that you would be …"

"Wait, you spoke to Charlie?" I cut in, my voice incredulous.

"Isabella, it's rude to interrupt people." Her voice had a mocking edge to it, something I was used to from her.

"And yes. I spoke to him this morning." That was strange, he hadn't mentioned it before. I'll have to ask him. I was surprised he hadn't ranted about her all morning, but come to think of it, he had been very quiet. I had just signed it off as tiredness. Charlie and Renee didn't have the best relationship – they didn't really get along, so to speak. Well more than that, they hated each other! "How else would I have gotten this number." Oh, that made sense. Still, I was still very confused. Was this some kind of nightmarish dream. I only had to look at the faces around me to find my answer. This was reality. I couldn't possibly dream up angels like this.

I was suddenly very aware that every vampire in the room was listening to my conversation with my mother. I could understand. I had never really said much to them about her, and from the way she sounded on the phone, and the fact that could hear her every word, I could see it on their faces that they didn't expect her to be or sound anything like this.

"But as I was saying, Charlie said that you would be staying with the Cotton's for the week while he was away…"

"Cullen's; The Cullen's." I interrupted but she ignored me.

"… and so I saw the opportunity and took it. Now, about where I will be staying, I got Phil to book me into a small hotel in Port Angeles. Small but nice, not like those cheap hostels I stayed in last time I was up there – dirty places."

I felt tap on my shoulder and aw Esme standing there.

"Er, hang on a second mum."

"Maybe your mother would like to stay here." Said Esme, a polite but slightly forced smile on her lips. "It may be more convenient than staying in a different town."

"Um." As much as I hated the whole idea of my mother visiting, if she was going to come, she may as well stay here. I sighed, and suddenly a strong wave of calm washed over me. I tuned to Jasper and smiled. He returned it, then went back to watching Emmet and Alice. Sometime during this they had gone back to their game, and were now arguing quietly while Jasper and Carlisle watched. Rosalie had disappeared off somewhere.

"Isabella? Isabella are you still there?" I hurriedly placed the phone back to my ear.

"Hi, mum, yes. Um, I was wondering, well actually Esme, you know, Edwards mother .."

"Isabella, don't mumble. I can't make out a word of what you're saying."

"Sorry." I said quietly, "Esme was wondering if you would prefer to stay here, at the Cullen's house, instead?" I closed my eyes shut tight, mentally begging my lucky stars for her answer to be no. "That's a wonderful idea darling." I let out a low huff. I forgot; I have no lucky stars. Great. "And that's even more convenient for me. I was only coming on Tuesday because there were no rooms free in the hotel until then but if you're sure that I can stay at the Collin's …"

"The Cullen's, mum"

"Yes, yes. Well, that means I can move my flight earlier. How about Saturday?"

"But mum, that's tomorrow."

"Yes, yes. I know. Oh, well, there's so much to do. I must go and pack so I can leave first thing tomorrow. I should be there around lunch time so make sure your there. And don't be late Isabella. You know how much I detest airports. Okay, well I'll see you soon dear. Yes? Okay, goodbye." The line fell dead.

"Bye Mum." I said quietly, handing the phone back to Esme and turning to look at Edward.

"Erm, my mums coming … tomorrow."

Edward cracked a smile, but concern was clear in his eyes.

"I know love. I heard." He said, taping his super sensitive ears with a pale long finger.

"Well, then. I'll go sought out the guest room." Esme said, before quickly darting out of sight and up the stairs.

"I'll come to. Winning this game is becoming boring." Alice said as she ran off up the stairs after Esme.

"Cheater!" Emmet grumbled, sending us all into another round of laughter. Despite my current state of mind, I was happy that I belonged, or nearly belonged, to such a wonderful, loving family like the Cullen's.