Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer (the genius that she is) owns it all evil sneer
Chapter 2 – Explanations
An hour later I was still curled up in a pathetic ball on my bed. My eyes were now red and puffy from the countless tears I had shed in the past hour. I dragged myself limply down the stairs, the bottom of my stomach hollowing out with every step.
My brother and sister were standing in the kitchen Emmett was leaning and Rosalie was sitting on the granite island. In the corner of the kitchen Jasper was pouring drinks and Alice was pulling food out of cupboards and raiding the fridge to find food for us all.
Only Emmett looked up as I walked in. The other three studious continued doing their jobs; which in Rosalie's case appeared to be holding Emmett back. Emmett looked like and angry bulls… with a case of severe case of sunburn. His face was the sort red you get after eating a chilli pepper, blazing fire engine red.
He walked over grabbing me by the collar of my button down. "What the hell is going on Edward?" his voice sounded like a chainsaw.
I said nothing; this only poured petrol on the fire.
" We get half way to Alaska … we were in Canada for cryin' out loud and you just decide to drag us back home for WHAT!!" he voice thundered out across the kitchen.
Silently I handed to him all of the things I had found out in the space of one evening. As he looked through them the shock covered his face like a cloud covering the moon.
The others attempted to read over Emmett's shoulder. You could tell went each of them realised what was going on.
Alice stood stock still, a feet never achieved by her before.
Jaspers eye expanded to at least twice their normal size and his eyebrows seemed to disappear into his hair.
Rosalie did a double take. Emmett, like Alice remained still not moving a muscle.
I too was still.
Just waiting for a reaction.
Then the door slammed shut. Inside came my now ex-parents and my girlfriend, Tanya.
Tanya, she looked like someone had poured a bucket of ice over her head.
Her makeup was running in tracks down her face, her hair that I suppose had once been neatly straightened was now a mass of fizz that stuck out in all directions, the word I guess would be afro but it was a bit more than that.
Carlisle and Esme both wore similar expression of unhappiness and worry. "Edward how could you?" asked Esme the classic mommy concern colouring her voice. Emmett stepped in front "Esme, Carlisle what the hell is going on?"
All hell broke lose.
Everyone was screaming at each other Tanya was yelling at me and I was yelling at my parents. Alice and Emmett were yelling at my and Jasper were telling Tanya to lay off me.
Esme and Carlisle took it all in silence sitting at the kitchen table holding hands and not saying a word. It just got worse the more we shouted the guiltier they looked.
Part of me, the vindictive hating part thought that they deserved it, to fell the pain and the anguish of lies.
Another part want to run to my mother hug her, tell them both it doesn't matter, that I am still their boy who never got lower than an A since middle school.
But I couldn't and it was killing me. Around eleven or twelve everyone's voices wore thin and my family turned in.
You could see Emmett and Alice give Carlisle and Esme evil eyes, even across the hallway. Rosalie and Jasper looked on impassively.
I had been lying awake for five hours and it was now four thirty in the morning in the morning. I pulled out the portfolio that contained the little my parents knew about my birth parents.
It had lain untouched until now. I felt I had had enough trauma for one night.
Inside the folder was a picture of two people they looked about eighteen or nineteen in the photo. The woman or girl had long black hair held back by a sort of headband made out of leather covered in badge with the peace sign and "Stop animal Testing" written on them.
Her clothes were a simple black vest and knee-length shorts. The guy in the picture had his arms slung casually around the woman's shoulders.
He was dressed in a wifebeter and same slacks that Alice would have never have let me out of the house in, but apart from that he didn't look much different from me.
He had the same untameable hair and glittery green eyes.
Unthinkingly I started to trace round the faces.
They were sitting on an old ford in the middle of a desert looking at the sunset.
They looked young and wild like; there were birds flying in the sky, with no limits.
As much I thought about it I couldn't be angry with them.
They had been barely older than me; they had just wanted to carry on like nine months hadn't happened. I could forgive them for that. I turned the picture over.
On the back in scratchy barely legible biro were the words 'Edward and Lizzie, South Carolina 1991'. The only other thing in the portfolio was a sheet of paper with an address in Arizona on it.
It took me three days to decide to go to Arizona, I hid out in my room going down for food at two, three o'clock in the morning. Hiding, like the coward I was. On the third I got and decided to go and not look back. I needed to be free like my parents had been.
I needed to fly.