EPOV
"Hey mom, how is everything?" I ask mom as I call her on my lunch break. After Bella told me she wanted to meet my parents again, to get to know them I was stunned. I had no idea that she actually wanted to get to know my parents, that she wanted to get involved in my life more than I have already done by practically forcing her to be my wife.
"Don't dare talking to me like everything is fine! Why haven't you called me earlier? I haven't heard from you in weeks!" mom says loudly and I wince. I have always had a good relationship with my parents, even after I moved from home but I haven't prioritized them since Bella came into the picture.
"I have been busy mom, you know how it is, being a newlywed and all," I try to appease her. She doesn't know how different our marriage is, for all she knows when have been screwing like bunnies, annoying our honeymoon phase in our relationship.
"You could have spared a few minutes a week to call you mom. I've missed you. Even Emmett have been here more often than you lately and that is saying something!" I laugh at that but at the same time I'm embarrassed to hear that.
"I know mom. I'm sorry," I say sincerely and sigh. Not till I heard her voice did I realize I've missed her too.
"No need to apologize, you are my son," she says with love in her voice.
"But I was actually calling to see if I and Bella could come over this weekend? Maybe eat dinner together?" I ask her. I nervously keep clicking my pen I'm holding in my left hand while waiting for her answer.
"That would be lovely! I've been dying to finally get to meet Bella again, we didn't really get a chance to speak at your wedding," she says happily and I let out a small breath.
"She feels the same way," I say. "So how about Saturday?" I ask and look at my calendar at my computer just to make sure one more time that I'm free.
"That works. Do you want me to make you something special for dinner?" She asks and I hear her opening her fridge, possibly to check what kind of ingredients she has at home.
"Everything you cook is wonderful mother. I'm looking forward seeing you again and I know Bella feels the same," I say, getting ready to hang up.
"I'm looking forward to seeing you too, you and your wife," mom says before we both hang up the phone. I wonder what they will think about me and my wife. What will they think when they see that we don't hold hands, or kiss each other sweetly like my parents does? Or will they understand that every marriage is different and won't suspect anything regarding our marriage? I sigh and rub my face with my palm. This is something I should talk to Bella about. Letting her know my lies to my parents about how we met and together we can decide how we should handle the situation.