A/N: I have an incredibly bad headache, but still yet I managed to try to write another chapter, this one is a serious one and I hope you all like it though. I wasn't sure where I was going when the woman at the door showed up, but I just went with it, and now I'm going to post it for you. Hope you enjoy it, I tried even though it hurts to look at the screen.
Uninvited
"Excuse me?" I questioned the woman at the door.
"My Son Paul, I know he lives here, where is he?" she questioned.
"Mrs. Hatch?" I took a gulp.
"That's no longer my name deary. If you were somewhat of a decent girl you would have invited me in already" she complained. I didn't like this woman already. So far she had insulted me, and asked rudely to see her son, whom she hadn't cared about since he was a baby. I looked at her and stepped aside. She stepped into the house and I shut the door.
"Is Paul expecting you?" I asked.
"Don't you take an attitude with me missy, who do you think you are anyway" she said looking around. I saw her eyeing Sarah.
"I'm Paul's wife Rachel, Jacob Black's Sister, but you would know that if you didn't skip out on your son" I told her.
"Don't you sass me young lady" she said pointing her pointer finger right at me. I backed away. She was still looking over at Sarah.
"I heard he married Billy's daughter, and I also heard he has a daughter too" she said coldly. I nodded.
"Yes, her name is Sarah" I told her.
"What kind of Quileute name is that?" she questioned.
"It was my Mothers name" I shot back at her. Sarah knew we were talking about her, she had gotten up from her seat and wrapped her arms around my legs. She looked up at Paul's Mom, like she was the wicked witch.
"Mommy who's the witch?" she questioned. I tried so hard not to burst out into tears laughing, I looked down at her and very calmly said, "Honey, that's not a polite way to treat our guest, this is Daddy's Mom" I told her. Sarah looked at her and squeezed my leg tighter.
"She's mean to you Mamma" she looked up at me.
"It's okay, finish watching your movie, okay?" I questioned.
"So we never finished answering my question" she said rudely as Sarah ran off to finish her movie.
"Your son is at work, if you'd like you can wait here, but I'd prefer that you treat me with respect in my house" I told her.
"You don't run your smart mouth with me girly, do you hear me?" she questioned.
"I'm sorry but anyone who disrespects me and my child in my house can't stay, if Paul wants to see you I'll let him know where you are, just give me the information" I told her.
"He won't want to see me, I have to come here on my own. It's important that I see my son" she said.
"If it was so important you would treat your Daughter in law a little better" I told her.
"I have to stay here and wait for him" she said. She stuck her nose up in the air, flung her purse and me and walked to where my daughter was watching her movie. She sat down on the couch opposite from her and Sarah gave her the death stare.
"Are you sure she's Paul's, she looks nothing like him" she spoke. I threw her purse on the table and grabbed my cell phone from off the counter. I quickly dialed Paul's cell, I hated to bother him at work but I needed this awful woman out of my home. The phone rang several times before he answered.
"Hey baby girl how's everything?" he questioned.
"Not good Paul" I told him. He sighed.
"Is Sarah okay?" he questioned.
"She's fine, but I'm about to throw your Mother out on the streets, seriously Paul. I need you home right now. She came unannounced and now she won't leave until she speaks with you. She's very disrespectful and the quicker you get over here, the quicker I can get rid of her" I told him. I knew she heard me because she turned around.
"Is that Paul?" she questioned.
"Yes you ungrateful bitch now shut up" I yelled.
"Woah, Rach honey calm down, I'll be there in a few minutes" he told me.
"Hurry please" I told him. We said a quick goodbye and hung up the phone.
"Can I offer you a drink?" I questioned in an agitated voice.
"If you poison it, it wont be the end of me" she told me.
"I was being nice and offering you something" I told her.
"Well, offer the ungrateful bitch something, that's a change" she snipped.
"I'll have red wine please" she said all proper. I stomped my way to the kitchen and pulled out the bottle of wine from the cabinet. I poured it into the red wine glass and like her little servant brought over the drink. It was no wonder why Paul had left his household, this woman was the definition of a horrible parent. She was watching Sarah closely, as I noticed her mouthing the lines to the movie and bouncing up and down happily.
"So, let's be civil about this, why are you here?" I questioned.
"Why should I tell you?" she asked.
"Because I'm apart of your Family weather you like me or not, your son married me and I have a right to know why after all these years you finally decide to show your face. When I got pregnant I told Paul to tell you, when we got married I told him to tell you too. He didn't want to tell you anything, and now I can see why. I deserve to know why after all these years of hurting him you come back to what, hurt him even more?" I questioned. She eyed me, and narrowed her eyes at me as she sipped from her glass.
"His Father passed away" she said sullenly. Gosh that hit me in the gut like a thousand pounds of bricks. Although he really said nothing about his Father, I remember him telling me he left long ago and they never really heard from him.
"I thought Paul never really knew his Father" I told her.
"He didn't, but he did belong to the tribe here in La Push, so he was important in general. I always kept him out of the picture because of several years of abuse, and once I got rid of him I became a bitter old witch as you like to call me, and well things happened and I blamed Paul for his Father becoming what he was" she said. I thought about Paul's anger issues and realized now where they had come from. His Family was messed up.
"I'm sorry I didn't know" I apologized.
"I don't take pitty girl" she said. I sighed deeply and looked back over at Sarah who was now lying down, watching the credits. Her eye lids were winning and I noticed her starting to pass out.
"If you don't mind, I'm going to put my daughter down for a nap, she looks exhausted. Paul should be home any minute" I told her. She sipped her wine and then looked at me.
"At least let me watch the home shopping network, or my soaps" she complained. I almost threw the remote straight at her head, when I got up to grab it. I decided I better not, I placed it gently in front of her, then went back to get Sarah. She moaned lightly in my arms as I picked her up gently. As I set her down in her bed, I heard the door slam open.
"What do you think you are doing here?" he yelled. It was Paul, he was angry and that wouldn't lead to anything good, not now anyway. He couldn't phase in front of his Mother, who knows what would happen. I slowly came out of the room and stood in the entry way between the hall and the kitchen/living room area. His Mom stood up and looked at him. They stared each other down.
"I came to talk to you" she said.
"Well I suggest that you leave" he told her. She looked at him and walked straight over to where he stood. She eyed him, and with one motion she lifted her hand and slapped Paul square in the face.
"Don't you dare talk back to me" she said. I realized then that something was terribly wrong, she didn't budge when she smacked him. It was like it didn't hurt her at all. Yet when any other normal human would punch a werewolf, I heard Bella Cullen tried it on my Brother and well.. She didn't end up so lucky. She broke her hand, but Mrs. Hatch had power and strength. Paul's anger boiled up I could almost hear the blood boiling. I started to notice his shaking and as soon as I saw that I ran over to him. I grabbed his arm.
"Paul sweetie you need to calm down" I told him rubbing his arm.
"Not now Rach" he said breathing in deep. His muscles began to spasm slightly. I could feel his pulse riding through his veins. It was unstoppable now it was going to happen.
"PAUL YOU CAN'T NOT NOW" I yelled.
"RACHAEL STAY OUT OF IT" he yelled angrily. His Mother didn't seem phased by anything that was going on.
"Your Father is dead! I expect you to show up at his funeral tomorrow morning" she said.
"HE'S NOT MY FATHER" Paul yelled.
"Don't you take that tone with me young man, I will see you at that funeral, he's your Father, I don't' care what I have to do to get you there" she said in her Motherly voice.
"I said I'm not going" he clenched his teeth together as he spoke.
"Paul you really need to…"
"I think you should shut up now" he said. I could feel them tremor taking over his body, his muscles flexed and his body twitched and before I knew it I was flying into the wall. My body slammed against it, somehow missing my head. I looked up at Paul and his Mom, she was in absolute shock.
"You are just like him" she chuckled under her breath.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" he yelled. He grabbed for the table that was right next to him and picked up her purse. He shoved it in her arms and pointed towards the door.
"Get out of here now, before I do something even worse" he said still gritting his teeth. I couldn't move so I just laid there. My back was stiff, I tried to move and it hurt. The woman stuck her nose into the air and hurried out the door. I could see him breathing heavily, his shoulders moved up and down, and just as he turned he remembered what he had done.
"oh my god Rachael" he ran to my side and touched me. I winced with pain and looked up at him.
"Baby oh my god, I never met to hurt you" he cupped his hands over his mouth.
"I'm just like him" he said, I could see the tears forming in his eyes. He looked distraught and hurt. I still loved him and knew it was my fault that I was hurt. I should have backed away when he told me to. I couldn't blame him, and I hated hearing him say those words.
"No, no baby your not" I said back to him. Tears formed more steadily in his eyes and finally they released. Streams of tears poured out of his eyes.
"Rachael should I call an ambulance?" he questioned.
"I think I will be okay" I told him moving slightly. I winced again and realized that I was hurting. I saw him get tense and he had a look on his face and I knew he was worried.
"Hey Paul relax I'm fine" I told him.
"I can't believe I did that, I'm just like him. I have too much of him in me" he sobbed.
"Paul, get yourself together. Just help me up" I told him. He shook his head and picked up me as carefully as he could. I tried to stand upright, and slowly but surely I was able to.
"I'm going to take a hot bath, maybe my muscles will relax. You need to relax too. I put Sarah down for a nap, why don't you relax for a little bit" I told him.
"Did I hurt you?" he questioned.
"Nothing a nice hot bath can't fix" I promised.
"Rachael I really didn't…"
"Paul, forget it" I told him.
I found my way into the bathroom slowly, I drew myself a warm bath. It took me a while to step into the tub, but when I did the warmth on my sore body felt good. I didn't want to be mad at Paul, I loved him and he made a mistake. I know to stand away when he gets like that, he almost phased, I couldn't let that happen. I laid there and let myself soak up all the bathwater that I could. I had a feeling this week was going to be a long one. I put my head back on the towel I wrapped to support my head and closed my eyes, taking away all the pain that took over my body. Although I wish I could take the pain away that Paul was feeling at this very moment, but not even I could do something like that.