"MOM, DAD!" Alice yelled and her parents came running to the door. I held on to Rose's and Alice's hand tightly.
"What's going on? I asked them worriedly. They shrugged nervously and their grip on my hands became tighter.
"Charlie? Rene? Deborah? Tim? What's going on here?" Alice's parents, Cindy and John asked.
"You might want to take a seat first." One of the men in the tuxedos answered. We all trooped into the Brandons' living room and sat down.
"Sir and Madam, it appears that you have all three of Mr Carlisle Cullen's most precious jewels in your house at this very moment." One of the scary looking guys said after we were all settled. We gasped.
"Mr Carlisle Cullen as in the multi–trillionare? The second richest man in the whole world!" John asked, clearly surprised. The men in tuxedos nodded.
"B-but we never stole anything?" John stuttered.
"The three jewels are Isabella Marie Cullen, Alice Renesmee Cullen and Rosalie Carlie Cullen." One of them said. We were all too stunned to speak and after about a minute, I was the first one to break the silence.
"What does he mean by that Dad? Mom?" I asked Charlie and Renee.
"Well, Bells we aren't really your biological parents, and you three are triplets." Charlie started sadly, we looked at each other in surprise.
"But we look nothing like each other?" Alice blurted out. Renee smiled halfheartedly and said:
"You three weren't identical triplets." Then, John continued with the story.
"Eighteen years ago when you three were born, all six of us went to the orphanage to look for a baby to love and take care of, and we found you three. You guys were the cutest little babies we had ever seen! So we decided to adopt you guys. A little angel for each couple."
"But until today, we had no idea that you were actually Carlisle Cullen's long lost daughters who were stolen by his arch enemy and sent to the orphanage eighteen years ago." Deborah said sadly.
"Yep and we are taking Ms Bella, Ms Alice and Ms Rosalie back to Mr Cullen to reunite with their biological parents!" One of the guys said.
"Where is the p-proof?" Rosalie whispered. Her makeup had all run down and she was sobbing. We hugged her but turned back to the guy questioningly.
"Here it is!" The man said as he produced six pictures from his briefcase. Two pictures of us each. One from when we were just born and another from recently. Everyone looked at the pictures .
"As you can see, Ms Bella, Ms Alice and Ms Rosalie all have a starshaped birthmark at the back of their thighs." The man started.
It was true. Alice, Rose and I used to be so proud that we all had matching birthmarks when we were young. The three babies in the pictures had identical ones. We gasped and the man continued.
"In these pictures, you can see that Ms Bella, Ms Alice and Ms Rosalie all have this birthmark as well." He said as he gestured to the
other three pictures. It was all three of us in swimming suits from a beach party last month, taken secretly by somebody.
" Hey that's intruding our privacy!" Alice yelled indignantly. The guy just chuckled.
"Now, Ms Bella, Ms Alice and Ms Rosalie, you have an hour to pack and we will pick you up from your homes in a limousine to the private jet. "
"BUT I DON"T WANT TO GO! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SUDDENLY BUSTING INTO MY LIFE TELLING ME THAT MY PARENTS ARE NOT MY PARENTS AND SOME STRANGER I DON'T KNOW IS MY BIOLOGICAL DAD! I 'LL TELL YOU THIS! CINDY BRANDON AND JOHN RANDY BRANDON ARE MY PARENTS NOT MR CARLISLE CULLEN!" Alice suddenly yelled furiously.
"YEAH!" Rose and I agreed.
"Kids, we will always love you and treat you as our own daughters but you have to go with them...you can come back anytime you want. We promise." Deborah sobbed as she hugged us as well all cried. After a while we all went back home to pack up our stuff. Renee and I were all crying as we went home as they helped me pack. When the limo came, Alice and Rose were already inside. I gave one last hug and kiss to my beloved parents and walked unwillingly to the limo.
"Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Joe and his name is Bob. Would you like to know more about your parents?" One of the men in the tuxedos asked. We nodded, tears still streaming down our faces.
"Well, Mr Cullen adopted his best friend, Thomas Mason's three sons with your mother Esme Cullen, when Mr Mason and his wife died 10 years ago. The three boys are Sir Edward Anthony Mason, Sir Jasper Whitlock Mason and Sir Emmet Mcarty Mason. They are all nineteen and you will going to school at the Royal academy with them."