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Once Upon another Escape
11
"Is everything all right in here?" Uncle Marcus asked.
"Yes. We were catching up," I replied.
The tension was so palpable I was sure he could feel it.
"So, anyways, here is number one." He pulled out a badly made drawing of two stick figures performing missionary style.
"Okay, time to go," I said, quickly picking up the diagrams and pushing him out of our room.
"What? What did I do wrong?" he asked as I shoved him out the door and snatched the key card out of his hands.
I quickly shut the door and walked over toward my husband and his mother who were in a heated conversation.
"Edward, I'm serious," she said in a demanding tone.
"No, you have no room to talk. They are my family, too. Hell, they've been a better fucking family than you two. What grandparent hasn't acknowledged their grandchild? This is the first time you have ever seen him and you barely even glanced his way. Not to mention the way you spoke to Bella. I'm sick of your shit," he hissed at her.
"Don't you talk to me like that, young man! Carlisle, do you hear the way our son is talking to me right now?"
"Esme, let it go," Carlisle said without looking up from his phone.
"I will not…"
I could hear Masen's soft cries coming from the bedroom. Walking out of the den area, I went into the bedroom and picked up my little boy. His big green eyes were filled with sadness.
"It's alright, Mase. Momma's here," I cooed and kissed his forehead.
Shortly after Edward joined us on the bed and whispered, "They're gone."