Bella's POV
After unpacking I went downstairs to sit with my dad in the living room. He smiled and headed to the kitchen bringing back a glass of wine and bottle of beer. He hands me the wine before sitting down with his beer.
"What's this?" I ask.
"Wine."
"Yes, I know it's wine. I'm not twenty one yet and here you are, a cop, offering a minor alcohol."
"At least I know you're being responsible. I know you're safe so I have no problem. As for the twenty one thing. Your twenty first birthday is three months."
"So exactly what do you need to talk about? Is it the reason for the alcohol?"
"Well what I'm about to tell you is going to upset you very much. Know that I wanted to tell you sooner but your mom made me promise not to tell you. She wants me to never tell you but its not fair to you."
"What is going on?" I ask putting my wine down.
"Well, you've got a brother." He looks at me.
"What? I don't have a brother unless you and mom had a kid I didn't know about."
"No, I ended up getting someone pregnant before your mom and I started dating. Lily and I dated for two years before we called it off. I didn't know she was pregnant until after she had the baby. When I did find out I had already proposed to your mom. We agreed to keep it quiet until I could break it to your mom."
"Who is it? What's he like? Does he know about you? Why does Lily sound familiar? Does he know about me? Have you met him? When can I meet him?"
"Well, you already know your brother. Very well in fact. He does know about you and has for a few years now. He was wanting to tell you but I thought it would be best you hear it from me."
"Okay, so if I know him who is it?"
"Think about it Bells," he says.
"Lily what?" I ask.
"Her last name starts with an u." Is the only hint he gives me.
"Are you telling me that Samuel Uley is my brother?"
"Damn you're fast kid." He smiles.
I down the rest of my wine and dial Sam's number. I figured when Paul didn't answer my text earlier he was busy. Sam answers the phone.
"Hey, Bell." I could hear him clear his throat.
"So when did you plan on telling me?" I get straight to the point.
"What are you talking about? I thought we were discussing everything next week," Sam says.
"Oh no. This isn't going to wait since you've known for a couple years."
"Wait a minute. What are you talking about?"
"Well, let's just say I had a lovely chat with dad here and he let me in on some information that should've been brought to my attention a long time ago. Note how I didn't say my dad. So when exactly did you plan on telling me?"
"Next week when we talked." I hear him mutter something to someone.
"Why did you wait so fucking long to tell me? Why did I have to find out from dad?"
"Hold on here he is," Sam says.
"I'm so fucking sorry Tink. I forgot to tell you that I had to run patrol. I thought we had said our good nights earlier." I hear Paul's voice.
"I didn't call to talk to you. Put that son of a fucking bitch on the phone. He and I aren't done speaking."
"Who would that be exactly?" He laughs.
"Samuel!" I yell. "So why did dad tell me?"
"Bell, I didn't want him to fucking tell you. I was going to do that," Sam says.
"Well, right now I'm hanging the fuck up because I just can't speak to you."
I throw my phone down and go to look at my dad who is no longer sitting in his chair. I grab the wine glass and go to the kitchen. I find the bottle in the fridge and pour myself another glass.
An hour later I'm just getting out of the shower and my phone buzzes. I knew it had to be Paul because no one would text me this late.
Hey Tink. Thought I'd message you and see if your ready for tomorrow. Paul
Hey. Yeah but if you have any plans of Sam hanging out with us cancel them. Tink
No plans of him being with us so no worries. Even after car shopping I plan on keeping you for myself. Would say stay the night but not a hundred percent your dad would agree. Paul
Already told dad I'm staying with you tomorrow night. I'm gonna head to bed so I can run to the store before dad leaves for work. Night handsome and I'll see you in the morning. Tink
Sweet beautiful! Night babe. Hope you have a good nights sleep. Paul
The next morning my dad comes and gets me up so I can use his truck before he heads into work. I had to get some food for the house and since I didn't plan on coming back tonight I had to do it now.
"So are you going to talk to your brother?"
"Nope, I have nothing to say to him." I say as I look around for my purse.
"Well, you two need to talk and I think he'd like to talk to you."
"Damn it. Dad, I love you and I know you'd like for me and Sam to talk but right this moment I don't want to talk to him. Now I'm gonna have to call Paul and see if I left my purse in his car."
"What is going on with you and Paul, Bells?"
"I'm not sure yet dad. You know I've had feelings for him for a while now and I'm not sure if he feels the same way." I pull my phone off the table.
"He...damn dog get off me. Hello," Paul answers.
"Hey." I say.
"Bear, would you fucking move. Tink what's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong. I wanted to call and ask if I by any chance left my purse in your car. Also who is Bear?"
"Hold up. Damn it dog you've got to move. Lets go outside before you think its a good idea to piss everywhere. Okay sorry. Bear is my dog and he's a pain in my ass."
"I didn't know you got a dog."
"Black purse? I got Bear because I hate coming back to an empty house."
"Damn it yeah it's black. I'll swing by before heading to the store."
"Alright see you in a, Bear damn it, bit." He hangs up.
"I've got to run by Paul's before going to the store. I left my purse in his car," I say heading out the door.
A few hours later there is a knock on the door so I grab my house keys and purse before opening the door. Paul is standing there wearing a fitted dark gray t-shirt, dark jeans, and his work boots. I laugh because we were wearing pretty much the same thing. I'm wearing a dark long sleeve shirt, dark jeans, and my boots.
"Damn Tink you look awesome!" Paul leans in and hugs me.
"Not bad looking yourself. Ready to go?"
We get in his car and before he starts it he leans over and kisses me. When he's done he starts the car and grabs my hand as we drive down the street. I smile because I knew I was home. Here with Paul is where I belong. He's my home. I feel him squeeze my hand making me look at him.
"What's on your mind beautiful?" He smiles before looking back at the road.
"Well I was just thinking about how glad I am about being back. I belong here and I'm glad to be home."
"Well, I'm glad you're home Tink. You do belong here and you belong with me." He squeezes my hand. "So why were you yelling at Sam last night?"
"You mean he hasn't told you? Big fucking shock. Well last night my dad and I had a talk. Dad proceeds to tell me that I've got an older brother. He tells me that his mom Lily didn't let dad know until after he asked my mom to marry him." I tell him.
"Lily? As Lillian Uley, Lily?" Paul asks sneaking a glance at me.
"The one and fucking only. So that makes Sam my fucking brother. He has known about it for several years now. When we first met he knew. He didn't say a damn thing to me. I needed a fucking brother a few years ago and wished I had one."
"Tink, what in the hell happened? You got really upset and then just shut down."
"Sorry, I'm working on the whole anger shit. I didn't mean to lash out at you. It's Sam I'm pissed at not you."
"Want to stop and grab a bite to eat?" He asks dropping the subject.
"Sure, then we'll go car shopping for me." I feel my phone buzz.
Bella I'm in Seattle for a meeting. Have you gone to pick out a car yet? If not I'd love to help you pick one out. Phil
Where is mom? Sure, my friend and I are going to stop for a bite to eat first. How about I let you know when we're done here and we can meet with you? Bella
Your mother decided to stay in Portland because she doesn't want to be in the dreary state. Alright, I've got a few errands to run then I'll wait for your text. Phil
Alright see you then. You and I need to talk. Bella
"Who are you talking to?"
"My step dad Phil. He's here for a meeting and asked if I'd picked out a car yet," I tell him putting my phone away.
"Oh, did your mom not come with him?"
"No, she didn't want to come. It's a good thing because my dad wanted to tell me about Sam when he told Sam about me. Mom told him to never tell me. I'm not too thrilled with her either. I told Phil once we got done eating I'd text him and we could meet up with him. Is that okay?"
"Sure, you seem to care about him."
"Of course. He may not be my dad biologically but he's more of a parent than my mom will ever dream of being. He's like my second dad and helped me when Charlie couldn't be there."
"Well, I can't wait to meet him. It seems like he took care of my girl while I couldn't."
"More than you know," I whisper mainly to myself.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Paul stops walking and lifts my face to meet his.
"We'll talk about it when we get back to your house. Something I'd rather not talk about in public," I say kissing him.
"Okay," he says. "Want a booth or table?"
"Booth so we can sit next to each other." I smile.
He leads me to a booth and I sit by the window so he wouldn't be squished in. He sits next to me and pulls me to his side. I lean my head on his shoulder knowing that after tonight he may never want to see me again. I pull out my phone when Paul gets up to use the bathroom and text Phil.
The friend I'm bringing is a guy. Please, please whatever you do don't tell about what happened. Bella
You haven't told anyone yet? Bella you need to tell your dad. Phil
I plan on telling my dad as soon as I can but I'm going to tell the guy tonight. I don't want him hearing it from you though. Bella
Fine, I won't say anything but you need to tell them. Remember that we'll be warned when he's released if he gets released but you need to be safe. I can't lose you kid, you're like my own daughter and I'd hate if you got hurt again. Phil
Thanks Phil. I love you and you're my second dad. I'll be careful and I hope he never gets released. He'll kill me if he finds me. Bella
He's got a long line of people to stop him from doing so baby girl. Eat then we'll meet up. Phil
Alright. Bella