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If you don't know I don't own Twilight
You're as dumb as glue!
Stupid disclaimer, I know, but I had to do something besides the traditional (say in robot voice) I don't own Twilight, I don't own Twilight, I am from planet Zolog, I don't own Twilight.
ElizabethPOV:
I walked down the stairs in a huff. Zach wouldn't tell me, so I sure as HECK was going to get an answer from mom and dad. I walked into the living room where dad was playing the piano (he was obsessed with the thing!) with mom sitting next to him with that semi-annoying dreamy face. Okay, maybe things weren't that bad, but I was pissed off, so it sure seemed annoying.
"Okay, enough is enough. Please, sorry to be rude, but I'm tired of being lied to, so just move quickly to the couch and sit." They looked at each other mystified, but they complied. I started to pace in front of them.
"I want the truth," I said. Because if they aren't human, then I'm either adopted or half whatever, and I want to know what! I saw dad stiffen. I had no idea why, but then again, did I care?
"You're not human. Neither is ANYONE in this family! I want to know what everyone is!"
BPOV:
I sat on the piano bench next to Edward, listening to the new song he had composed. Elizabeth came stomping down the stairs, pausing to look slightly disgustedly at me and Edward. Why? I wondered. We had a good relationship with her, she was our daughter after all, and she was never like this.
"Okay, enough is enough. Please, sorry to be rude, but I'm tired of being lied to, so just move quickly to the couch and sit." She commanded. I looked at Edward, confused. When had we ever lied to her? I couldn't think of any time, and vampire memories never fade. I went with him to sit on the couch, wondering what she was talking about.
"I want the truth," she said. I felt Edward stiffen beside me. I decided once and for all to figure out what was going on. I pushed my mirror out and read his thoughts. They gave nothing away; something was definitely up.
"You're no human. Neither is ANYONE in this family! I want to know what everyone is!" I was stunned. Oh, that's what we lied to her about.
ElizabethPOV:
"Liz, I don't know what you're talking about. What have you been reading?" dad asked, with a voice filled with the perfect amount of chastising and patronization. Too perfect; I didn't trust it.
"Okay, I'll spell it out; Zach won't tell me what you are, but he said you weren't human, so I know you aren't. He wasn't lying. Secondly, there's something up. None of you eat, except Zach and me; you never age, except Zach and me; you never go out in the sun, except Zach and me; and I've NEVER gotten up in the middle of the night to find you asleep, but Zach and I sleep. WHAT ARE YOU?!?!?!" By the end of my spiel, I was out of breath.
"Elizabeth, go to your room," my dad said.
"NO! Sorry, but I intend to get an answer." I replied. No way was I backing down now.
"Liz, there's a lot I need to discuss with your father. Please go to your room and I'll talk with him now." Oh, this was good. Whenever mom referred to dad as "your father," it meant he was in trouble. It's only happened once before, when Zach was punished for something that made no sense and the time, but now I guess he had risked exposure for whatever we are. I went upstairs, but instead of going to my room, I went to Zach's. I figured mom and dad just wanted me out of the way. I opened Zach's door to find him with his arm over his face; scowling.
"What?" I asked.
"You told them I told you they aren't human!"
"So?"
"SO?! THEY'RE GONNA KILL ME!"
"It's fine. Mom seemed ticked at dad since he wouldn't listen to me, though."
"Really? Maybe I'm off the-" just then we heard mom scream.
"EDWARD! SHE HAS A RIGHT TO KNOW!" We had to strain to hear dad's voice, since he was calmer, not yelling.
"Bella, she doesn't need to know. We wouldn't have even told Zach, except he needed to know. Besides, he wouldn't get all scared like Liz would."
"WHO SAYS, EDWARD? WHY DO YOU THINK THAT? IS IT BECAUSE SHE'S A GIRL? BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T HAVE A POWER? I'VE GOT NEWS, EDWARD. SHE'S JUST AS CAPABLE AS ZACH!" quieter, she added, "Edward, you and I both know it's best if she hears it from us. If Alice or Emmett or someone tells her, she'll feel betrayed, and maybe even never view us the same again. And what if she looks on the Internet? We both know I could have done worse than I did finding out what you were."
"But, Bella. I, I, just she doesn't, I don't…"
"Edward," mom replied, soothingly. Yes! It sounded like this was ending in my favor. I heard dad chuckle. Mom must have looked at him questioningly or something, because he replied,
"Sounds like a certain eavesdropper is gloating over a supposed victory." WTF?! I didn't say anything! I heard mom sigh.
"All right, Lizzy, come on down," she said in a normal voice, now knowing I could hear her. I looked at Zach, wondering how dad knew I was listening.
"Well, go, weirdo. This is what you wanted," he reminded me, very unceremoniously pushing me out the door. I walked downstairs. Mom and dad were sitting on the couch; dad was fighting with a sort of fugitive look on his face, and mom looked like she was concentrating very hard on not letting dad bolt for the door.
"Err, Elizabeth, I, I mean we, I mean, oh, forget it, your mom can tell you," dad attempted. Wow, dad didn't know what to say, never seen THAT before.
"Lizzy, don't freak, okay? Sorry, that's how people used to talk. The family, besides you and Zach, are, well, no easy way to put this, vampires." Wow, the truth. I could see it in her eyes.
"What?" dad asked, "You think after all that defeat from me, you thought we were going to lie?" What the shit?! I didn't say anything! Again! Whatever. Well, I still didn't have the whole story.
"You were yelling at dad about me not having a power. What did you mean?" Mom looked around shiftily. Hmmmm… another thing to add to my, "parents should have told me but didn't" list.
"Well, certain vampires have powers. Or, I suppose since your brother has a power too, half-vampires."
"Like…" I prompted.
"Well, I can push what seems to be a mirror away from me, and everyone around me glows. If a vampire has a power, I can reflect their light onto any other vampire. Your Aunt Alice can see the future, though it isn't set in stone, your dad can read minds, your Uncle Jasper can control and sense emotions, and your brother can physically and mentally shield people with a bluish bubble." I noticed something she had slipped in there in the hopes I would skip over it.
Crap. Dad? Please, please, say you can't read my mind. I saw him grimace.
"Sorry, sweetie. I can," NO NO NO NO NO! I can never EVER have a boy friend (I mean, one embarrassing thought, and the poor guy would be dead!), or sneak out at night, or drink underage, or try drugs, not that I ever would drink or do drugs, but whatever. I can't sneak out and avoid a cleaning day! Or pretend not to hear them when I do! NO NO NO!
"Sorry," was all he could say. How pathetic. "You can talk to your Aunt Alice about blocking me. She's quite talented." I made a mental note to do so.
"Anyway," mom continued, looking unnerved and slightly annoyed at our half-mental conversation, "your dad can't read your brother's or my mind, and if you're in his bubble and your dad's not, he can't read your mind. Oh, by the way, all those trips we take for our, er, breaks from you kids to do 'grown-up' stuff? yeah, those are hunting trips. We just didn't want you asking to many questions, so we made it something embarasing."
"You realize I now have a bajillion questions, now, though, right?" I asked, just to make sure.
"Of course. And you can always come back and ask us more questions later. Zach's know almost all his life, and he still keeps asking questions!" mom answered, seeming sort of exasperated, but perfectly willing to spend all day answering my questions. She seemed happy I'd taken it like I did. Well, for someone only in eighth grade, sure, it was a shock, but at least I wasn't old enough to have a heart attack! Dad grinned at that thought, and I began my version of the Spanish Inquisition.