A/N: Hi guys. I am so sorry this update is late. My laptop broke, and I still haven't got a new one, but I managed to borrow one for a few days so I will try and get as much done as I can. Hope you can forgive me. ;)

I do not own Twilight. (sigh)

Chapter 21.

I was roused from my sleep by whispering voices.

"Come in, Edward. Hunter is still asleep on the couch. He's exhausted," my mother said lowly.

"Thank you, Eva. Yes, it has been a difficult day for us all. How are you?"

"I'm good. It was a shock to see you again, obviously, but now I'm just worried about Hunter. How was Bella when you were over?" she asked.

"She's okay. I told her I had a lot to do at home, for my family's arrival, so I managed to persuade her that she should still go to school and I would see her tonight." His voice trembled slightly. Obviously nervous about the revelation he was about to bring to her and his family.

I wondered how he would bring up the subject with them. His family would probably be okay. I knew what I was like with my mother. We would forgive each other anything, so his family would probably be the same. But Bella? I didn't know how she would react. I knew she would be hurt. Bad. Would she be able to accept what is? Would she still want to know me? Would she still want him around?

"That is where the difficulty lies," he said walking over to me. Damn. I forgot about his mind reading.

"Hey," I said, raising myself into a seated position.

"Hi. How are you feeling?" he asked. I looked into his eyes, and actually saw sincere concern for my well being.

"Better than I was before," I answered. "My head is still pounding, and I am still extremely thirsty."

"You wish to hunt?" he asked. I rolled my eyes at him, and mom chuckled slightly.

"I'll refresh your pitcher sweetie," mom said. "Remember he is half human, Edward. His body also needs human necessities," she said snickering as she left the room.

"Oh, yeah. Right," he mumbled. If he could blush, I bet he would be now.

"Would you mind if I checked you over, Hunter? I mean, so as we know if you are well?" he asked. What the hell? Yeah, I would mind. I'm fine, and don't need him to tell me what I already know. Who does he think he is? Waltzing in here as if it were perfectly normal.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled, and hung his head. "I'm just concerned, that's all, and your mother is too."

Shit. I'm going to have to learn to control my thoughts around him. Nothing is private with that jackass around.

He sighed, and took a step back, just as my mom came back with my water. "I'm sorry. Maybe I should leave until you are feeling better," he whispered.

"Yeah. Good idea," I snapped.

Mom looked at me with pleading eyes as he walked to the door.

"Hunter, please. We need to talk about this. It needs to be resolved," she begged.

"It's okay, Eva. I understand how he feels. This is very difficult for him, and-"

"And how the hell would you know how I'm feeling?" I hissed at him. "You don't even know me. You think because I am your son, you know my head? You think you know my emotions? My wishes? My desires? You know jack shit! Do you think after a few hours you know everything? Maybe if you had stuck around back then, you would. But you know nothing!" I shouted, standing from the couch, my fists clenched.

"Hunter, this is difficult for me, too. You have no idea-" he started, but I cut him off again.

"And what about all of this, is so difficult for you? Having to try and cover up your lies and deceit? That shouldn't be too difficult for the likes of you! Why don't you just walk away, Edward. You seem to be good at that!" I spat.

"I never would have walked away from you if I had known. She even kept it hidden in her mind, I had no clue!" His voice was also starting to rise.

"So, what? You would have stuck around, for me, knowing that my mother loved you but you didn't reciprocate those feelings? What kind of a life would that have been for her? And me? How do you think I would have felt knowing my parents were only together for my sake, and not because they wanted to be? Don't you dare blame my mother for your sick experiments!" I hissed.

That did it. He finally started yelling, and took a step toward me.

"She was never a fucking experiment! I cared about her! I cared enough about her that I knew I was doing her wrong! That's why I left. She was human, and shouldn't be entwined with my world. And when she told me she loved me, I knew I had gone too far. Yes, I had been selfish staying with her for the short time we were together, but you have no idea what was going on in my life at the time. The best thing I could have done for her was leave!" he retorted.

"And who the hell are we talking about now? My mother, or Bella?" I yelled back.

"Don't you dare bring Bella into this! It has nothing to do with her. You haven't got a fucking clue, boy!" he roared.

"I know more than you think I know, sir! Bella told me everything! Why did you come back? Did you think you hadn't destroyed her enough, and you thought you would come back and finish the job properly?" I hissed, stepping toward him.

He also took a step toward me, and I could feel my burn starting again.

"Don't you ever speak to me like that, or I'll-"

"You'll what? Take me over your knee, and smack me like an insolent child? I'd love to see you try that one!"

"Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!" my mother screamed. "Both of you stop now! I am sick of this! How the hell are we meant to move on if we can't even be calm and civilised? You!" she screamed at me. "Sit the fuck down there! And you!" she pointed at Edward. "Sit down now! You will not enter my home and start screaming at my son without knowing the facts on how this is affecting him."

"How this is affecting him? And how the fuck do you think it's affecting me? He at least knew he had a father. I knew nothing until a few hours ago!" he hissed at her.

"Don't you ever speak to my mother like that!" I roared.

"And why the fuck not? If she had told me back then, it wouldn't be an issue now!"

"Ahhhhhhh!" My mother let out an ear piercing scream, and suddenly the whole house was shaking. She was trying with great difficulty to control herself, and I had never seen her like this before. I immediately shut my mouth and sat down. The house was trembling, and I could hear the water in the pipes begin to bubble. Objects in the room were starting to levitate and twist in the air, and I looked at Edward, who was staring around the room open mouthed, wondering what was happening.

"I suggest you sit down," I whispered to him.

He looked at me, sheepishly, and nodded. He sat next to me and whispered, "What's happening?"

"She is trying to control herself. She didn't tell you of her powers?"

He simply shook his head, while he still stared around the room.

"She can control the elements, but right now, she seems to be finding that difficult. I have never seen her this mad before. Not even with the newborns we have encountered in our past," I whispered. I was beginning to worry about her now. What had I done to her?

"It wasn't you, Hunter. It's my fault. I should have listened to what you were trying to tell me," he whispered, worrying himself now. Shit, does this guy never stay out of your mind? He didn't answer that one. Perhaps he got the message.

"Mom?" I asked tentatively. She didn't answer, and I could see she was trembling all over trying to get a grip on herself. It was obviously proving very difficult for her, as the couch began to lift from the ground with Edward and I on it. She began levitating herself, as the vases of flowers began to empty of water, and the water starting spiralling around her. I needed to try and calm her down before she destroyed our home, as cracks started forming in the walls. I stood off the couch and walked slowly toward her.

Raising my hand to her cheek, I whispered, "Mom? Please, try and calm down. I'm sorry I upset you. I promise I will make this right, and I will listen to his story. If he still wants to tell it."

She finally opened her eyes, and they were full of anger. Fuck. How was I meant to rectify this? She has never been like this before. She was starting to scare me. Eventually, her eyes softened, and I could see the venom tears in her eyes as she looked at me. Slowly, everything started to go back into place, where it was meant to be. The pipes stopped bubbling, the house stopped shaking, and she started to control everything, making sure it was put back neatly, and not just thrown to the ground. She slowly set herself on her feet, as everything else settled. The last to be replaced was Edward and the couch, but she seemed to keep him where he was for a moment.

"Now, we are all going to be calm and talk about this like adults," she stated, looking at Edward. He was still open mouthed as he nodded at her, taking in her silent warning.

"Good," she said as she set him back down.