Their brows furrowed as they stared at me, uncomprehending what I had just said.

"...and by that you mean?" Sam asked, raising a brow at me, in question.

"By that, I mean that weird things have always happened around me. Since I was a baby. My older brother, Ethan died, along with my grandmother Helen and grandfather Geoffrey, in a fire when I was a baby. If my parents hadn't arrived when they did— I would have been dead, too. After that, my mother left, taking me along with her. I didn't know about my brother until two years ago when—when my father brought me down here as a means to get away from Forks, Washington." I explained, looking down at my shaking hands.

"When do more weird things happen around you? When you are angry, scared, annoyed?" Dean questioned me, concern coloring his deep green inquisitive gaze.

What is with the Spanish Inquisition? Did I do something wrong? These two must know more than they are letting on about this situation...Fucking hell…!

''Look, Sheen, or whatever your name is… Weird things have been happening around me— all of my life. It's like the supernatural world naturally gravitates towards me or something. Both my mother and father were hunters — they hid the fact that I had an older brother, who happens to be dead. Don't you think I haven't noticed that weird things happen? I have. For the love of God, I dated a fucking vampire for a year and a half! His kind and his family almost killed me… Does that answer your question, Sheen?" I asked, seething.

Sam, lifted a fist to his mouth to cover his amusement, as he lifted a brow towards his older brother.

"The name is Dean, sweetcheeks. Not Sheen… does this look like the face of a Sheen?" He asks, clearly offended by the name.

I look up at him, with a straight face, look at him from side to side before shrugging. " No, but you do look like an ass," I replied, causing Bobby and Sam to laugh at his expense, before heading inside.

As I pass the door I take out the burn phone, and dial my mother's number, waiting anxiously for her to pick up.

She is hysterical as she answers, "Hello? Hello? Who is this—? What do you want—? Hello—!!!"

I take a deep breath before attempting to answer, briefly wondering if I was making a mistake by calling her but before I can answer, the phone is ripped away from my hand suddenly.

I turned to see Bobby and the boys looking at me questioningly before Bobby answered, "Hello? Oh, Hiya, Ren, yes, I— I did hear the news about Charlie and little Bella— my condolences, I am sorry for your loss. Yes, he— Of course, I will. No, it's no problem at all. I am sorry too, Née. I will. See you then."

I stared at him in disbelief as my eyes filled with tears. "She had a right to know that I am alright. She's my mother—!" I cried, attempting to snatch the phone back before a thick arm wrapped around my waist and I was pulled out of the room. Kicking and screaming into another room.

As soon as we were in the other room I was released, and fell onto a bed, bouncing up and down before I hastily got to my feet.

"You need to stop this." Dean commanded, angrily.

"Why should I? My mother deserves to know that I am alright." I retorted, attempting to leave only for Dean to block my path.

"No, there is a reason why things happened the way they did. Your dad always had a fallback plan. If you speak to your mother, you'll risk her life as well. Is that what you want? Renee is an awesome woman—, I know because I met her. Do you really want to lose another parent, Bella?" He asked me point-blank.

Of course, I didn't, but I was about to, something told me so— and there was no stopping it.


More to come soon. ;) enjoy!