The Whispering Woods
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Garrett Swan wanted to remove his eyes and bleach them in the hopes to strike the image of his niece and a boy battling with their tongues. "Normally, I would say, 'get a room,' but considering you're family, not gonna happen, Princess." He shook his head as Bella blushed a fiery red, and the boy had to turn around to adjust himself.
"Hi, Uncle Garrett."
"Not yet, which is a fucking shame." He pointed at the car. "Something tells me that his car is fine."
Bella batted her lashes, playing coy. As if he hadn't seen her pull the look a thousand times.
"We had to find a way to get you all here." She propped her hands on her hips, reminding him of her mother. "But how do you know that?"
His eyes narrowed, focusing on the boy who had yet to introduce himself. "You gonna introduce me to your boyfriend?"
Edward blew out a deep breath and turned to face one of Bella's relatives. "My name is Edward Masen-Cullen." He held out his hand, noticing that Bella's uncle glowed a similar blue. It wasn't as strong as his was, nor as subtle as she suggested he'd looked when he first arrived.
"Do you think shaking your hand is a good idea?" Garrett stared at Edward's hand, shrugging.
"Did Bella's father tell you about what happened?" Could it get any more embarrassing than getting caught feeling up his niece?
"He's my brother, what do you think?" He held out his hand. "Are you sure you want to know more about me?"
Bella gasped and cursed her uncle out. "What the hell? How do you know what he can do?"
Garrett sighed deeply, his shoulders slumping and dropping his hand. "I keep telling Charlie he needs to explain before our memories fade."
"Explain what?" Edward's anger was growing the clearer it became that the supposed adults in their lives were keeping shit they needed to know from them.
"That's not his story to tell." Charlie pulled up beside the little party on the side of the road.
Garrett straightened, posture stiff, face neutral, and his hands clasped in front of him. "Sir."
"Cut the shit, Garrett." Charlie rolled into the shoulder and parked the cruiser. He joined them, and went straight to Edward's car and closed the hood. "Where is your car, Bells?"
She pointed behind her shoulder, toward the woods. "Back there, under some branches.
Her father cocked an eyebrow. "You risked scratches on your precious baby to get us here."
She threw her hands in the air. "We need answers!"
"What she said, sir." Edward tried to look at Charlie as the man glared in return.
"Perhaps we should move this to a location that provides some privacy." Garrett looked down the road in both directions and cursed when he saw a car coming. "We have company."
Even though Edward knew Esme's presence was a necessity, he groaned. Her possible reaction could put an end to all this if she felt he was under a threat. She pulled over, not meeting anyone's eyes as she exited the vehicle.
Her walk toward them, chin held high. "Hello, Garrett, Charlie."
Edward's eyes nearly popped out of his head, Garrett glowed blue, as did Charlie. A lot subtler than him, but Esme, his adopted mother glowed a curious mix of blues, too.
"What the hell is going on? Are we aliens or something!"
AN: Only a tiny glimpse of answers, I know. It couldn't be helped. I'm getting nervous, I only have five chapters left pre-written and haven't had a chance to write more. It took three tries to find a spot where I got a decent signal to post this. Living out the in the country is a pain in the ass sometimes. Thanks to MC for helping me with the fic. I'll post next week, as usual, the week after that we'll see *crosses fingers*