(A/N): Hey people! I know that it's been a while since I have updated on my other fanfic 'Secret Love' but I have been extremely busy with high school and it takes a toll on you, y'know? But this fanfic was inspired by a dream and I just have to share it with you guys. I just can't keep the goods to myself. So this story is called: 'Love like this'. So let's see where this goes!

I do not own Twilight and its characters.

Chapter 1: Surprise, Surprise!

(Keri POV)

I was having the best dream ever. That guy in apartment A5, Armando I think his name was, took me out on a date. You know the simple things, going to the movies, and went to the park. Then when the date is over we come back to my place and he is about to kiss me on my doorstep. His face is inching towards mine. It's coming closer and closer then finally…

RING!

Are you serious?

RING!

You have got to be kidding me!

RING!

God Dammit UGH!

RI-

"This better be good," I said answering the phone.

"Hello is this Kerianna Call," a man with a raspy voice asked.

"Yes this is her, who am I speaking to?"

"This is Officer Garcia I'm calling you to give you some information about your mother, Amy Washington."

I immediately sat up in my bed. What did he have to tell me? I hope she didn't get arrested.

"Did you arrest her, Officer," I asked.

"Uh, no."

"Then what happened? Is she ok," I asked. My heart was starting to race, my palms were sweaty. I just had this feeling of anxiety wash over me. I hope she's ok.

"Your mother was in an accident," he said solemnly.

"What kind of accident," I shouted impatiently.

"There was a car accident on the highway. And there were two people in the car. The passenger was severely injured but the driver, your mother died on the scene. I'm very sorry Miss. Call."

Oh. My. God. Tears were rolling down my face. I lost my mother. The only person besides by best friend that cared so much for me. Even though we weren't that close I loved her so much. And I can't believe she's gone.

"Hello, are you still there Kerianna," Officer Garcia said bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Yes I'm still here and just call me Keri."

I hated my full name. I have to admit that it was cute don't get me wrong. But it's just that when you hear it so many times a day, or in my case a lifetime, then you would be pretty annoyed with it too.

"Ok sweetheart, I have a question for you."

"Ok," I sobbed.

"Do you know why your last name is different from your mother's?"

Of course I knew why. My mom was not the type of person to keep things from me. If I had a question she would answer truthfully without hesitation.

"Yes, because she wanted me to have my father's last name. She said that I should have at least some part of him."

There was a short pause.

"Do you know where your father lives?"

"I have no idea. My parents split up when I was an infant and my mom got full custody."

"I know where your father and your brother live," he said.

WHAT?

"Wait a minute my mother told me I had no siblings. I have no brother."

"Well this file says that he's you're twin."

TWIN?

"My twin? Are you sure, Officer?"

"I am quite sure. His name is Embry Joshua Call, born April 3, 1989 (check), 17 years of age (check), born to Andy Call and Amy Washington (check)."

Well goddamn he is my twin. Why didn't my mom tell me I had a twin? Why would she keep something this big from me?

"I had no idea that I had a twin. My mother never told me."

"Do you live with anyone else besides your mother?"

"My best friend Aubrey lives with me. Her parents and younger sister died a few years ago and my mom became her legal guardian," I said.

I heard a pen clicking and scratching sound. Then I heard him clear his throat.

"Well if you have no one else to live with then I will send you both on a flight to live with your father and brother."

I was ecstatic. I mean I'm extremely sad about my mother and I could only imagine how Embry will feel about the whole thing. It would probably tear him up. But this is opportunity was just something that I could not pass up.

"Well I have no other family here so I guess we are going to live with them. But if I could ask where do they live," I asked.

"They live in La Push, Washington. It's a small reservation of the Quileute tribe."

"My mother told me that she was Native American, but she never told me the whole detail of it though, wow."

"Yes I could come over your house to discus funeral arrangements, insurance and flight arrangements today if you like."

I wanted to get all of this stuff out of the way. I just can't take stress. I literally crack under presser. And I know that with all of the things that my mother did or at least tried to do for me and for Aubrey, the least we could do was give her a decent funeral.

"Yes I would like to get this out of the way. I'd like to at least try to give her a decent funeral y'know?" I said.

"Yes I completely understand. What time would be good for you Miss. Call?"

"Some time in the afternoon, would 2 o'clock be ok for you. I understand if you are busy, sir. I just want to have some time to tell Aubrey"

"2 o'clock would be just fine. And take the time you need. I could even be there with you when you tell her if you want."

"No," I said. "I want to tell her myself. I can do it. Thank you for the offer though"

"Alright Miss. Call, I will be coming over at 2. Have a better morning and I'm very sorry for your loss"

"Thank you. I'll see you at 2 bye"

"Bye" Then the line went dead.

I slid down in my bed until I was lying down and clutched my pillow. I can't believe she's gone. My rock, my wisdom, my safety blanket, gone. I started to sob uncontrollably. I miss her so much it hurts. I stopped crying and got up. I have to tell Aubrey. I hope it doesn't kill her.

I got up out of my bed and opened the door. I walked down the narrow hallway and stopped at her bedroom door. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

There she was, my Aubs sleeping peacefully. Her blonde hair was all over the place, and her mouth was slightly open. I walked over to her and knelt down next to her bed.

"Aubrey," I whispered. She didn't respond.

"Aubrey," I said a little louder. She moaned in response.

"What," she groaned.

"Wake up I gotta tell you something important."

"Can it wait til I don't know 3 o'clock?"

I sighed. She is always like this in the morning.

"No because Officer Garcia is coming over and we need to be ready when he gets here."

Her head popped up and she was staring at me.

"Look I can explain," she said frantically. What? "Asher and I were only making out in the backseat of his car. We were about to have sex but then a cop caught us and he let us off with a warning."

I just stared at her. Was she serious or just trying to make me laugh?

"No, Aubrey what are you talking about?"

"Oh…I…thought you were…talking about…uh" she said nervously. "You know what nevermind. What did you want to talk about?" She sat up in her bed and sat Indian style.

I took a deep breath. I know that Aubrey loved my mother as if she was hers and she was very grateful that mom took her in when her parents died. I have no idea how this will turn out. I got on the bed and sat in front of her on my knees.

"Aubs Officer Garcia called and told me some bad news," I said and my voice was cracking. "He said that mom was in her car with someone and uh, there was an accident on the highway and mom was in that accident. The passenger was injured but…" I stopped. The tears were coming back again. They started to roll down my cheeks. Aubrey reached out and touched my arm.

"Keri, what happened, Hun?"

"Aubrey, mom's gone," I said bursting into tears.

"OH! Honey!" Aubrey exclaimed, her eyes filling with tears.

We sat on the bed crying together for a long time. She had been my best friend since the 4th grade. My mom was always so nice to her. She was like a second mom to her.

We started to recover for our crying session. All we were reduced to were sniffles.

"But there's more," I said and she looked at me waiting for me to continue. "I found out that I have a brother and not only is he my brother but he's my twin."

"What?"

"That was my initial reaction since we have no other family member to live within the state on New York; we have to live with my dad and brother."

She looked at me as if I had three heads. This is a big step for her, for the both of us in fact. We have never seen anything outside of New York. Well except for that time we went to Miami, but that doesn't count.

"Ok so where do they live," She finally asked.

"They live in La Push, Washington; he said it was a small reservation of the Quileute tribe." She nodded.

"And what are their names?"

"Uh, my dad's name is Andy and my brother's name is Embry," I said.

"Why can't we just stay here," she asked.

"Because, we're still minors and have to have a legal guardian."

"Ok, but can we do some research on this place before we go, cause I wanna know what we're getting into once we move there."

"You really want to go through with this," I asked. "I mean, you want to move from big New York to small La Push?" She nodded.

"Yes I want to move. Plus I've been getting tired of this place. Call it a 'change of scenery' if you will."

I smiled. This was really happening. We were actually moving to Washington. And I get to actually meet my father and my brother also being my twin. This was exciting.

"Ok let's get really for Officer Garcia to come over and discuss the funeral arrangements, insurance, and flight arrangements as well."

"We're gonna be dealing with this so soon?" she asked.

"Well yeah Aubs," I said. "You know I can't deal with stress and I just crack under pressure…I won't be able to handle it if I just deal with things last minute. I just can't operate like that."

"Jesus Christ Ker," she snorted. "You make yourself sound like a fucking robot."

"Yeah I might but you know how I am."

I mean come on. I'm not the type of person that is so uptight that you could shove a lump of coal up my ass and I'll shit a diamond by the end of the week. I just like to get a really important thing out of the way that's all. So no I am not a bitch. And I'm not uptight.

"Yeah, I know"

We got out of Aubrey's bed and we left the room. She went into the bathroom and I went into the kitchen to make breakfast. I got the bacon and eggs out of the refrigerator and everything up on the stove.

As I was putting bacon in the pan Aubrey came into the kitchen.

"Keri, I could have made breakfast," she gasped.

"Well," I said. "You could've but I didn't want you to for two reasons."

"And what two reasons would that be"

"One, I wanted to take my mind off of this situation for a second. And two, I don't want you to burn the house down." I said.

"I am offended, Ker," she said pouting.

"I'm sorry Hun but it's just not the gift that God gave to you," I said.

"True," she said and we both laughed.

After we ate breakfast I went into my room and laid my clothes out for the day. I decided to wear black skinny jeans, an orange tank top, and my black Nike's. I grabbed my towel, sports bra, boxer shorts and shampoo and went into the bathroom.

I showered, washed my hair and got dressed. I dried my hair while Aubrey was taking a shower. When it was dry I left it down. My hair was jet black and naturally straight. In my opinion it was really long, it almost touches my ass so that's long enough. But I can't imagine myself with short hair and I don't like it either.

When I left my room the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock and it read 2:15. 'Wow, that was fast' I walked to the door and opened it.

I looked at the man in front of me. He was very lean and muscular, and had short dark brown hair and deep grey eyes. He looked like he could have been my age but I was kind of guessing that he was in his late 20's. Once I realized I was staring I started to blush.

"I'm so sorry for staring," I said. "Sometimes I just space out and don't even realize it."

"It's quite alright," he chuckled. "It happens a lot." Then my eyes widened.

"Well, wait until Aubrey sees you," I said. "You probably won't get that a lot."

Right on time, Aubrey makes her appearance. She took one look at him and…Good God.

"Damn you're fine," she said. Oh God…

"Uh thanks. You must be Aubrey," he said as I let him inside. He extended his hand toward her and she took it without hesitation.

"Yes, I am," she said "And who are you?"

"I am Officer Garcia; I'm here to help with funeral arrangements, insurance and flight arrangements. Also I am very sorry for your loss, losing a parent can be extremely difficult during teenage years."

He was right. Most teenagers take the death of their parents hard. Some go into depression, others rebel against their parental guardians, and some end up doing drugs or other things to make the pain go away.

"Well now that the introduction is out of the way let's get started shall we," I said leading him to the couch.

A few hours later, we were all set. The ceremony was to be held at the New York state cemetery, her insurance was enough to pay for her coffin and tomb stone, and we would be on a flight to Seattle on Thursday. We planned on surprising them so we didn't make any calls telling them what has happened. But we were given their address so that we knew where to go.

But then I thought about something. It was only Tuesday so that left us only two days to pack.

After Officer Garcia left not before Aubrey's sad attempt to get his phone number, we immediately started to pack things up. Thank God we had a lot of cardboard boxes in the back room otherwise we would have to go and buy some therefore we would waste a significant amount of time, which apparently we don't have.

Our rooms weren't that big so packing up was a breeze. I only left out a few outfits. One for the funeral tomorrow, after the funeral, and the day that we leave. I packed up my mother's things thinking that I could give it to charity. But photo albums and things that were very important to her I kept.

I made phone calls to her job and our friends telling them the bad news and that the funeral was tomorrow at 8 o'clock. They told me that they could come and gave me their condolences. I went to the front office and told them that we were moving on Thursday and since the last month's rent was paid we could just leave. And last I called my job at the dance studio now the street from my apartment building and told them that I quit.

I absolutely love to dance. It has been something that I have enjoyed as a kid. And told be able to teach people things and different routines is awesome to me. I also made a transfer to the high school in La Push from my high school here.

I made dinner and Aubrey and I went to bed that night having a long day ahead of us tomorrow.

OH. MY. GOD. I love this so much. I really hope that you love this as much as you love Secret Love cause this is very awesome. I will be posting the 6th chapter from 'SL' just having a trouble y'know with school. God no one told me that high school would be this exciting. (PLEASE NOTE THE SARCASM!) *sigh* Ah well til next time…

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