Chapter 14: The Cullens
Sunday morning were usually my favorite ones, but today, i was feeling like a walking disaster. Until it was time to go i had eating all of my nails and bumped into every corner of my room. Bella would be proud.
"Where you going so soon in a sunday morning?" My mom startles me. She was in the kitchen door, holding a cup of coffe and looking at me strangely.
"Hm. To Bella's." I reply, looking uncomfortable with my mothers scrutiny.
"You spend too much time with that girl." She complains.
"Yes, well, she's my friend."
She doesn't say anything else, just stare with those big black eyes that gives me the chills.
I turn around and leave, going for my bike that is parked in front of my house. I put my helmet on and sit on my bike getting ready to leave when i see my mother's figure watch me from the window.
She is staring so intantly it almost feels as if she could see inside of my mind. I ride away before she could do anything else.
Bella's house is a few miles away from mine, it doesn't take long for me to get there. As i get out of my bike, the front door opens and the golden couple show up.
"You are late." Edward Cullen say nonchalantly.
"Bite me." I reply acidly.
He smirks amused with my choice of words and let me take a quick look in one of his fangs. Bella though does not look happy at our little banter. "You coming too, Cass?"
"Yes." At this she looks visibly more relaxed.
"Great." Her happy genuine smile is momentarily dissolved, then looking between us a little confused, she adds.
"Have you two been properly introduced yet?"
"Not really." I realise.
"Well then, Cassidy this Edward, and Edward this is Cassidy." She says, giving us a disaproving look when we don't automatically shake hands.
"Pleasure to meet you fair lady." He mocks, reaching for my hand and kissing it slightly at the top.
"Sup." My answer is short and certainly not lady-like. He chuckles quietly and Bella give us a stern look.
"Come on, KlutzBella, don't make that face, today is going to be a good day."
"Is it really?" She whispers worriedly.
Edward opens his mouth, probably to say something smart, but i silence him with a look and demand that it is time to go.
The car ride is fast and awkward. I could feel Bella's anxiety from afar and believe or not, it did calm me a little to know i wasn't the only one in that car with butterflies in the stomach. Even Edward looked worried. The look on his face helped me to stay calmer too.
Serves him right.
When i realised my surroundings, we were already there. The house was literally inside the forest. A few miles away from the main road, hided between ferns and trees.
I don't know what i expected, but it was definilly not that. The house was gracious, it was probably old too, like a hundred eyes or something like that. It was painted in white, with three floors, and big windows. "Wow." Bella say, obviously as mesmerised as i was.
"You like it?" Edward gives her a sincere smile.
"There is a certain charm to it."
I get out of Bella's truck, nervously looking around, only to relax instantly when i see Carlisle standing there at the door, looking at me with nothing else but adoration. I run through the three steps that are need it to reach him, and throw myself into my mate's arms.
Carlisle gives a contented sigh and snake his arms around my body. "I missed you."
"You saw me this morning." I giggle.
"I know, but i had to leave so soon. You're mother almost saw me."
"She did?" I ask, remembering her weird behavior and worries that maybe she had actually seen something.
"Almost, love." I relax at the certainty of his statement.
"Carlisle." Edwards voice makes me remember that we are not alone and i leave Carlisle's arms instantly.
"Edward." He nods at his son, then gives Bella a small smile. "Bella."
"Dr. Cullen." She stammers blushing slightly.
"Please, call me Carlisle."
She blushes even more now. I hold a giggle when i see the annoyed look on Edwards face. Now, i know that Bella is completely in love with him, but also understand the power Carlisle's beauty have in other womans.
He opens the door for us, involving our fingers together and leading me in.
The inside of the house was even more beautiful. Very illuminated, very open and big. A big curving ladder dominated the west side of the hall.
The walls, the high ceiling, the floor and the thick tapestry were of a variation of shades of white.
At the living room, Esme was waiting to receive us. Once again her beauty left me dazzle. "Welcome, Bella. And Cassidy." She says, her beaming smile still intact in her pretty face.
She comes forward now, hesitantly and offers me a hand. We shake hands quickly, then she gives Bella the same treatment.
"You have a beautiful house, Mrs. Cullen." Bella say, leaving an awkward silence in the air at her choice of words. The little voice inside my head adds 'You see that, Cassidy? She is the Mrs. Cullen. What are you in this situation, i wonder?'
"Call me, Esme." She reply quickly.
Bella gives me a sorrowful look and Carlisle squeeze my hand. Honestly, i'm okay. Jesus. Edward gives me a look and i mentally show him my middle finger.
"Where are Alice and Jasper?" Edward ask, thankfully changing the subject.
As if on cue, Alice shows up at the top of the stairs. "Hi everyone!" She excitely yell.
Bella and i gives each other a weird look. Alice comes down the stairs as if bouncing in excitement. She looked like a child in that moment. I hold my laugh when she automatically hugs Bella and with no hesitancy kisses her in the cheek.
'I think your sister just went two bases ahead of you, Cullen.' I jokingly tell Edward in my mind.
This time he is the one trying to hold his laughter, he looks at me amusedly and Carlisle realises. He puts his hand protectly in my hip but don't say anything.
"You do smell good." Alice adds as if that statement wasn't awkward at all, then turn to give me the same treatment. "Cassidy Carter, pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine."
Then Jasper is there. Looking calm and collected, but with an aura of danger and wildness around him. He is tall, blonde and handsome. Huh, just your type isn't it? the little voice adds.
Carlisle and Jasper share a look, then he remembers of introducing himself.
"Hello girls."
"Hi." Bella shy voice is heard. I nod at him and without nothing else to say i add "Nice house."
"Thank you." They all reply at the same time. Making the tension leave instantly and we laugh a little at the awkward situation.
Bella then take a look at the enormous piano and Esme offers Edward to play for us. He does, and he is very good at it.
As Edward lose himself in the music and Bella in him. We leave the living room to give them more privacy.
"Would you like to see the rest of the house?" Carlisle ask.
I nod and, Esme that was still with us, takes the lead and start to give me a tour of the immense and majestic house. As we walk through every each room, Carlisle does not drop my hand.
It makes me feel increably loved and cherished. To be at his house, with his family, and still receive such unconditional care from him. That small part of me that worried they wouldn't like me dissipates. And the little voice in my head is absent. For now.
Esme leaves us alone when we get to Carlisle's office. It contains a certainly very beatiful library.
"What do you think?" He ask, coming from behind me to wrap his arms on my front.
"It is definily not what i was expecting." I answer, leaning at his form with a content smile. "There is no coffins, or skulls decoreting the stairs handrail."
His laughter reverberates through his chest and i can feel it on my back. "I'm sorry to dissapoint you."
Suddenly there is a knock on the door. Carlisle gives his permition to enter, and Bella and Edward get in the room.
"What can i do for you?" He ask, politely as always, but without removing hir arm from my body.
"I wanted to show Bella a bit of our history." Edward answer "Well, of your story actually."
At that my curiosity sparks too. He leads you to the left side of the office that is full of things. A colection of some sort. Edward points at a painting in the wall, a small oil canvas made of simple wood. It portrayed a small town with a river at the back and brigde.
"London, 1650." Edward say.
"The London of my childhood." Carlisle reply. I can see Bella expression change to awe.
We spended the last hour talking about Carlisle's escapades. From the moment he became a vampire to the time he met Edward. Then we left the office, Bella and Edward going for his room -not before i give her a sultry look and a wink- and Carlisle and i follow the delicious scent of food to the kitchen, where Esme was.
She smile brightly at seen us. "Cassidy i made lunch, are you hungry?"
I know that ironically i should not like my boyfriends wife but i don't think there is anyone is this life time that could think that of Esme, myself included. "Yes, please."
She puts the plate of pasta with tomato sauce in front of me and i can't help but squeal happily. "You told her." I accuse.
Carlisle laugh at my entusiasm, while i eat my favorire dish. "This is really good." I say in between mouthfuls.
Esme smile shines brightly with the complement, then she ask. "Where is Edward and Bella?"
"In his room." Carlisle answer, and they share a happy parental look.
"Where is your room." I ask "Is the only place you didn't show me."
"I don't have a room. Just my office." He reply, sitting beside me at the marble counter.
"Then where do you keep your clothes?" I frown confused.
The awkward silence from before makes a presence again. "In my closet." Esme answer is hesitant.
I understand why she was hesitant in telling me that, i am know for getting touchy and a little jealousy of they fake marriege. But, i honestly understand it now. It makes sense, all of it. Now that i've met Esme, those feelings are subsided. I actually really like her.
"Oh." I keep eating my food and pretending i can't see the change in the atmosphere.
Right on time to break the awkward silence, Alice bounces in with Jasper.
"We're going to play baseball today!" She exclaims, her tone a little too loud for human ears.
"Alice..."
"Oh, come on, Carlisle it will be fun. Bella and Edward are going. So is Rose and Emmett."
He looks at me hesitantly. "Sounds fun." I say.
"Yay! I knew you would like it, Cass."
She is definily radiant now. Excitely telling me about the last time they played.
As we stay there, talking and laughing, i can finally breath comfortably. With Carlisle by my side, holding my hand, and looking so handmosely delighted, i can't help but to feel at home too.
We are currently making out in the couch. Carlisle and I, i mean. Bella and Edward left a half hour ago, so she could change clothes and talk with dad -to wich i jokely told her to hide her father's guns. Esme was probably still in the kitchen, Alice-and-Jasper -that's how i refer to them now, since those too are always together- went some place else to deal with the preparations for the game, and Rosalie and Emmett are yet to make an appearence.
Wich returns me to the present point. Carlisle and i are making out in his living room couch without a care in the world. His hands snake through my back and grab my hair, as i bite his bottom lip tenderly.
He chuckles charmingly. "Look at me. Snogging in the couch like a teenager."
"Snogging?" I laugh. "Sometimes i forget of your british heritage."
"I am profoundly offended, my lady." He says, letting his accent fall freely.
I laugh harder. "My apologies, kind sir." I do the best fake english accent i can muster. "Are we going to 'shag' later too?"
He looks amused now, and ready to burst out laughing. "Should i call your penis, John Thomas?"
He does laugh now, and he is not the only one. I blush madly when i realise the other vampires in the house could hear us too. Emmett's laugh can be heard from outside, and i hit Carlisle as hard as i can for not warning me earlier that we were not alone.
It is a lession about vampires that i will never forget, though, just because you can't see it doesn't mean that they are not there.
I hit him a second time and get out of his lap, crossing my arms irritated and protectily on my chest. "Stop laughing."
He does, hiding his face in my neck and kissing it tenderly. "I'm sorry, my love."
"Yeah, well, there will be payback." I promise, a scary glint forming in my eyes.
"I can't wait for it."