Chapter 2
The next morning, Morticia's alarm woke her up at 6 o'clock on the dot. Groaning, she rolled over and squinted at the room around her.
'I'm still here. Damn, I hoped it may have been a really weird dream.' She thought as she began to blush her blonde hair and get dressed. She decided t be more dramatic with her makeup. Using a dark grey and black shadow she defined the crease of her eye and put a shimmery white shade on her lid. To top it all off she added singed liner, lashes, and red lipstick.
Normally she wouldn't go for a red lip, but with all the dark colors, she thought it best to add a pop of color. Her makeup definitely copied angelica Houston's Morticia Addams but who cared?
She could already hear Caleb and Tony downstairs. Tony was sitting at the table, dressed up in his cop gear a Caleb was wearing a tee-shirt and light wash jeans, eating a bowl of cereal.
"Morning everyone," She said as she made her way over to the coffee machine to make herself a cup.
"Morning, Tish, sleep well?" Tony asked as she sat down at the table.
"Uh yeah, actually. I don't think I dreamed at all." She said, surprised. It had been the first night since she'd been here that she hadn't heard that weird voice in her dream. Maybe that was a sign that today was going to be a good day.
"That's good, it means you'll be well-rested for school. Hey, you need to eat something or else you won't make it to lunch. Oh by the way here's some lunch money." He handed her a ten-dollar bill, "If there's change just use it in the vending machines or save it. I know school food kinda sucks."
She nodded her thanks and took the cereal from in front of Caleb and began making herself a bowl. Tony wasn't wrong, school food sucked when she was in high school, but that was before the government implemented all its changes so she was hopeful. It wasn't long before she and Caleb grabbed their backpacks and headed out to her car. She decided to grab a gray cardigan as it was very cold out for an August morning.
"Hey, Morticia, do you care to pick up Caleb after school? With my new schedule, I'm gonna be working some long hours and I don't wanna make him wait." Tony asked as he walked over to his cruiser.
"Of course, I don't mind at all," Morticia assured him as she opened the driver's side door.
As she started up the beautiful car, she turned towards Caleb, "Alright, I hope you're great at giving directions because I have no idea where I'm taking you or myself."
"You're lucky the high school is like right next to the middle school," Caleb said laughing.
"Alright giggles, let's get outta here." She said and then they were off.
It wasn't more than a fifteen-minute drive to the schools so they had plenty of time. As they neared the parking lot, Morticia turned towards her cousin, "You want me to drop you off in front of the middle school, or do you want me to park at the high school and you just walk?"
"You can just park at the High school. I know it's gonna be crazy to get a good spot." He said and he definitely wasn't wrong. With more than half an hour before the first bell, the parking lot was already packed.
Morticia finally found a spot beside a dark van which she immediately knew was Tylers, which was surrounded by a group of teenagers. As soon as she killed the ignition all eyes were on her and her car, some were even still staring after she and Caleb got out.
"Nice ride Wednesday." A snotty girl standing next to the van said to her.
"It's Morticia actually, and thank you," Morticia replied with a sarcastic smile. She knew how to beat bitchy girls at their own game, and fucking win.
She could hear the groups resounding 'oooohs' as she walked away with Caleb in tow.
"You are so cool, have I ever told you that? The first day and you're already putting mean girls in their places." Caleb praised her as they neared the entrance to the High school.
"Alright, guess this is it. I'll meet you back here at three ok?" She said and once he nodded, turned to head inside.
The woman sitting at the front desk was a short and stout woman with striking white hair. "Can I help you, dear?" She asked as she finally noticed Morticia's presence.
"Um, yeah. I'm new here. I'm Morticia Addams." She knew she didn't have to introduce herself, the entire town seemed to know her entire life story. The joys of living in small towns- no privacy.
"oh, yes dear. Let me just get your schedule and map made up for you," She said with an air of sympathy.
"Do you need someone to show you around campus? We have many student volunteers." She asked politely but Morticia shook her head and took the papers.
"No thank you, I'll manage."
"Alright dear, well you best be on your way, the first bell will be ringing soon." With that awkwardness over, Morticia was able to focus on another task- finding her first-period classroom.
As she was looking at her schedule in deep thought she didn't notice somebody coming up beside her.
"Hey, you're Morticia Addams right?" She turned to see an Asian boy with shaggy black hair smiling at her.
"um, yeah, how'd ya guess?" She chuckled.
"You've been hot news for like the entire summer! Sweet name, by the way, it totally fits your vibe. Mine's Eric Yorkie. I'm a reporter for Forks High's newspaper."
'Oh great, I can bet where this is going' She groaned.
"I thought you might need somebody to show you around and I need a new candidate for the front page." He said, slightly hopeful.
"Um, sure that would be great Eric, thanks." She wasn't going to blow him off like she knew Bella Swan would. It's nice to throw people a bone every once in a while.
"Ok great! Let me see your schedule." He said reaching for her paper.
"It looks like you have Art with Simmons, that's in building four, come on its this way."
As they walked along the halls, Eric began asking her questions for the 'feature'. They were very basic like what she liked about Forks so far- she responded with the gloomy atmosphere. What was her favorite color- black, obviously? Her favorite hobby- she said painting or playing music. After a bit she became slightly annoyed so when he asked her what her favorite drink was, she said the blood of her enemies just to make him squirm.
It was a godsend when they arrived at the classroom in building four. "Thanks, Eric, see you later." She called behind her, not bothering to wait for a response. The teacher, Mrs. Simmons, was kind enough to greet her right off the bat and not make her stand up to introduce herself. She sat her at a table in the back that was vacant, or at least she thought it was.
As soon as the bell rang, she felt someone sit in the empty seat beside her.
"Hello, you must be Morticia Addams." A voice as soft as a belle chimed to her left. Morticia turned her head and almost choked. The girl sitting beside her was almost a carbon copy of Ashley Greene, right down to the pixie-like features and honey-colored eyes.
"Uh, Yeah that's me." She replied quietly, trying to compose herself. All the while she was worrying about what Alice saw, was that why she was sitting beside her?
"I'm Alice Cullen. I have to say, I just love your style! Especially you're hat, it's so cute!" Alice giggled and for a second Morticia really did think somebody chimed a bell.
"Oh, thank you. It's one of my staple accessories." She said, lightly touching the brim
"It really works for you!" Alice replied. She could tell Alice wanted to continue the conversation but Mrs. Simmons decided to begin with the lecture.
At the end of class, when Morticia was gathering her things, Alice offered to walk her to her French class across campus.
"Are you sure that won't make you late?" Morticia asked.
"Oh I'm super fast and Mr. Jones won't mind, he loves me," Alice replied, already walking a few paces in front of her.
Her French class was a piece of cake as well as the other classes she had before lunch. It was like an exact repeat of her own junior year of high school, which was both a blessing and a pain in the ass.
Eventually, it was time for lunch, the worst part of the day for her. The part where she had to socialize with people. Not that she wasn't a people person, she just liked to keep to herself with maybe one or two friends. Entering the cafeteria was giving her flashbacks, the cliques all segregated at their specific tables that were clearly defined. She was tempted to turn around and say fuck it when Eric waved her over.
"Hey, Morticia, Over here!" She made her way to the table on the far side of the cafeteria and dropped her bag in an empty chair.
"Um, I'm just gonna go get a tray, I'll be right back." She said, nodding her head in the direction. of the cafeteria line.
'I'm also giving you bitches a chance to talk about me behind my back like I know you're going to.' She thought angrily as she made her way across the room.
Once she had her tray in her hands, it was pizza day so she couldn't complain, she made her way over to the table.
"Quit it, Lauren, that's not nice." She could see a girl with black glasses scolding the snotty girl she told off this morning.
Morticia sat her tray down and soon enough, the boys began to pounce. "So, Morticia, how'd you get a name like that?" The dark-skinned boy across from her asked.
"Uh, my mom loved Carolyn Jones," She replied after taking a bite of pizza.
The boy seemed confused so the girl beside him filled him in, "She's the actress who played the original Morticia Addams, Tyler."
"Oh, that's cool! So, you into all that dark stuff then?" Tyler continued to interrogate her.
"Tyler! You can't just go around asking people that!" The girl beside him chastised him.
"It's just a joke, Jessica, geez!" Tyler said, throwing his hands up in the air.
Jessica huffed and turned away from him, "Don't mind him, he's an idiot." Jessica addressed her.
Morticia had to hide her giggles behind her hand at Tyler's gobsmacked expression.
"Yeah, Tyler, that's not a cool thing to ask somebody." the girl in the dark glasses chimed in, "just because her name is Morticia, you shouldn't base your views of her on a television character."
Morticia decided to jump in to save Tyler any more grief. "Actually, umm I'm sorry, what's your name?"
"oh, Angela" the girl replied, sheepishly.
"Angela, I'd say my parents were pretty spot on when they named me. I'd say I'm very into the macabre."Morticia finished with a grin.
"Then she'll fit right in with those freaks, the Cullens" Lauren muttered.
"The who?" Morticia asked, not acknowledging the intended insult.
"The Cullens, they just moved here last year from Alaska. They're Dr. Cullen's foster kids." Jessica replied enthusiastically as if she'd been waiting for the subject to come up. "It's super weird, they're all like together even though their foster siblings and Dr. Cullen and his wife are like super young too. My mom says Mrs. Cullen can't have kids so that's why they adopted so young."
Before Morticia could chew her out for the 'can't have kids comment' Jessica continued, "Look there they are." She pointed to the side entrance where five modelesque people were walking around the side of the building... and all of them had honey-colored eyes.
"Ok the first couple, that's Rosalie Hale and Emmett Cullen. She's gorgeous but won't give anyone else the time of day and her beefcake boyfriend looks like he could kill you with his pinkie. Then there's Jasper Hale who looks like he's always in pain or something. He's Rosalie's twin and his girlfriend, Alice Cullen, she's super weird." Morticia sat up straighter when she heard the insult about Alice. "Then finally, the only single one in the group, Edward Cullen, totally hot but none of the girls here are good enough for him so don't waste your time," Jessica said with a twinge of malice in her voice
"Ohh, I see what happened," Morticia replied, knowingly. "So how many times did he reject you?" she asked bluntly. The entire table went silent and Jessica turned red.
"Ex-excuse me?" She stammered.
Morticia just rolled her eyes, "Obviously you asked him out and he turned you down, which isn't surprising how you've been bad-mouthing his family to me almost the entire lunch period. Why would he want to go out with some who has nothing better to do than gossip about shit she has no business talking about. Have you ever tried to fucking talk to one of them? Probably not because if you did you would know that Alice is super sweet and not 'weird'. Also, that's a very bitch comment to say about their mother. If she can't have kids then I applaud her even more for raising foster children because she made the decision to become a mother and it didn't just happen by accident. Maybe next time, you should think before you speak, Jessica. You may never know who's listening."
Jessica looked shell-shocked and couldn't form a response, Angela looked impressed, and Lauren looked murderous.
'Score one for bitchy Morticia.' She high fived her self.
Deciding she had enough of the teenager drama she gathered her things and went to throw away her trash. She shot a glance at the Cullen's table to find them all staring at her in shock. Alice gave her a beaming smile and waved at her. Morticia returned the wave and her eyes roamed until the landed on the dark amber pools of one Edward Cullen. He looked like he was trying to solve the world's hardest math problem but was having no success.
'huh, guess he can't read my mind. That's good.' She said to herself when an idea hit her. I wonder if Alice's gift works on her.
She envisioned herself standing up on a table and shouting, "The Cullens are vampires," But that seemed to spark no response from Alice.
'maybe I need to plan it out more.' She thought to herself.
She decided that before the lunch bell rang in five minutes she was going to steal a scalpel from the biology classroom, run into the cafeteria and slit her wrist in front of the Cullen's table while screaming, "Free Buffet," at the top of her lungs. Maybe that was her ticket home.
Just as she was reaching for the door that led to the science hallway, she saw Alice's eyes go glassy, and then her expression became panicked. All vampires turned towards her with fear in their eyes.
"Holy shit it is real," She murmured to herself before she bolted down the hallway, making a beeline for the gymnasium and then hopefully the parking lot. It wasn't her best idea, but having five angry veggie vamps chasing you wasn't the best idea either.
She almost made it through the Gymnasium exit when a force pushed her flat on her ass. When she glanced up she could see Edward, eyes black and snarling madly. She quickly glanced around and saw Emmet and Jasper arrive.
"Emmett quick, grab him before he does something that could expose all of you! Hurry!" The panic in her voice must have shocked Emmett because he quickly grabbed Edward in an airtight grip.
"Jasper, please use your manipulation to calm him down so I can explain." I pleaded as Rosalie and Alice arrived.
"You've got to be kidding me." Rosalie groaned noticing Edward struggling in her husband's arms.
"Look, I know what Alice's vision showed but I'm not here to expose you all. I just had to get your attention somehow and Alice's visions were the only way." Morticia explained.
"Well that's one hell of a way to get our attention," Jasper commented.
"I wouldn't risk your anger if it wasn't monumental," Morticia promised, solemnly.
"Alright, then what was so important you had to scare us like that huh?" Rosalie said, angrily.
"I'll explain everything, but not here. There are too many ears that could overhear." She said as she noticed Edward still struggling in his brother's arms.
"Enough, Edward!" She chided him.
"I WANT HER!" He growled, trying to lung at her again, only for Emmett to squeeze him tighter. She could swear she heard something crack.
"Think of Carlisle and Esme, do you really want to make them move again because you relapsed and drained your 'La Tua Cantante?' Huh? Do you? Think how disappointed they would be in you and Rosalie would never let you hear the end of it." She ranted at him.
Her rant seemed to shock him back to reality slightly. "How do you know about singers?" He growled.
"I said I'll explain later. For now, here, take this." She said, tossing him the cardigan, "it'll help with my smell."
Once the cardigan was in reach it was nearly torn to shreds at the strength with which he grabbed it.
"Alright, look, we can't discuss this here, so... what if I follow you to your house and I'll explain everything there, you can even call Carlisle and Esme. If anybody asks why I missed the rest of school we can have Carlisle write me a note saying I had another episode from my slight head injury from a few days ago. But, I'm gonna need someone to pick up my cousin from class. I promised Tony I'd pick him up and I can't leave him like that." She pleaded.
The Cullens seemed to think about it, all except Edward who looked like he was trying to inhale her cardigan through his nose. Talk about attractive, ladies.
"I say we trust her," Alice said, giving Morticia a blinding smile. Rosalie just groaned beside her before sighing, "Fine, let's jeopardize ourselves for one stupid human."
She tried not to take Rosalie's offense to heart because she knew under that hard exterior was a very gentle yet fierce woman who would do anything to protect her family.
As they made their way out into the parking lot I thought occurred to Morticia. She knew there was no way that they can all ride in the same car together, her cardigan was practically in shreds by now and she knew her sent in that close of a Space Would Dr., Edward mad.
"I have a better idea. You guys keep hold of Edward. Jasper needs to make sure he stays calm. I'll follow behind in my car, it makes more sense than just leaving my car in the parking lot. Somebody would assume that I've been kidnapped." She said pensively yet secretly worried they'd not let her out of their sight.
Judging by their facial expressions that were exactly what was going through their mind. "Do you really think I'm gonna run? How stupid do you think I am? Me against five vampires? You have to be joking. Even I have more self-preservation than that."
"Well, you did just give Alice a vision of you slitting your wrist in front of us so we don't have really much to go on," Rosalie said with a sneer.
"How else was I supposed to see if this was actually real? Would you rather I've gone up to you and been like 'hey drink blood or not?'." She asked sarcastically, cocking a hand on her hip.
"Look we could have this game of 20 questions and risk getting seen by lots of little teenagers or we could handle this rationally and quietly, your choice," Morticia said, slightly annoyed at the mistrust of the vampires.
"Rose come on let's give her a chance. If I thought she was a threat I would've seen it. She just made a decision to get our attention that's all." Alice pleaded, grabbing Rosalie's arm
Rosalie finally relented her stare and turned on her heel, practically stomping out of the gymnasium. What is she had to give her points for making stomping look like a runway walk
As they made their way to their respective cars, Morticia could feel their eyes on her as she unlocked her car, and she took a chance and glanced back at them. Edward looked at her with eyes brimming with hunger and Emmett had to grab him again and shove him into the silver Volvo.
The ride to the Cullen household was creepy, even to her. The trees created a type of atmosphere that sent chills up her spine, and not in a good way. The house itself was beautiful, Catherine Hardwicke chose the house in the movies perfectly. It looked like something you'd find in an expensive neighborhood, not secluded in the woods.
Once she parked her car beside the Volvo, Morticia noticed two figures already standing at the entrance to the home, waiting to greet her. A young woman with dark hair and the warmest golden eyes she's ever seen stood by Carlisle's side.
'That must be Esme, Carlisle's wife.' She thought, stepping out of the vehicle as the boys were dragging Edward away in the opposite direction.
Alice suddenly appeared at her side and shocked her out of her confusion. "The boys thought it'd be a good idea to get Edward to hunt before letting him around you again."
"Oh, that's very thoughtful, thank you," Morticia replied as Alice took her by the arm and led her up the front stairs.
"You must be Morticia, welcome. I'm Esme." Mrs. Cullen extended her pale hand and Morticia took it gratefully, not shivering at her cold hands.
"Hello, I'm sorry we had to meet under such odd circumstances." Morticia chuckled, before turning to lock eyes with Dr. Cullen.
"I thought once I discharged you from the hospital, you wouldn't be so keen to see me again," Carlisle said with a small smile.
"Well, I'm afraid I'm not here for your medical opinion or for a pleasant visit. It's worse." At his confused look she continued. "I'll explain everything once the boys come back, but you have to promise you'll hear me out before deciding my fate."
Carlisle and Esme shared a concerned look and ushered her inside the home and into the living room. They all made polite conversation and after some time she noticed Carlisle's back straighten just slightly. She guessed he could sense the boys were returning from their little impromptu hunting trip.
The boys entered the livingroom, Emmett being the loudest as he threw himself on the couch, asking "So what did we miss?" Jasper just quietly took a seat next to Alice and immediately turned his gaze on the final person to enter the room.
Edward entered the room so timidly, almost as if he were expecting her to jump up and scream, "MONSTER" before bolting. He calmly took a seat at the piano in the far corner, but before she could begin her long speech, she heard his quiet, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry, for what? You couldn't have known I was going to be your singer. I bet Alice didn't even see it coming." She shot a glance at the pixie, who just shook her head.
"You guys rely entirely too much on Alice's gift if you can't accept that you're bound to make a few mistakes here and there." She finished, crossing her arms over her chest. Emmett laughed loudly, gathering everyone's attention.
When he saw all the odd looks he was getting he replied, "What? He just apologized for trying to eat her and she doesn't blame him? Who does that?"
His statement of the obvious seemed to lessen the tension in the room, just a tad. Either it was that or Jasper's gift, take your pick.
"Well, I think you'll find Emmett that I am very much not like the other girls or anyone else you've encountered yet." She began, before pausing to gather her thoughts.
She stood and began to pace in front of the large glass window opposite the piano. She could feel their eyes on her as she began her crazy story.
"Let me first begin by saying, please leave all questions until the end of the presentation, please and thank you. As you probably guessed...I know you're all vampires. There I said the V-word." She heard Emmett wheeze out a laugh and Rosalie slapped his shoulder, scowling at her.
"You guys are Veggie vamps. You don't drink human blood, instead, you guys choose to drink animal blood. Carlisle, You are the leader of the coven. I'm not exactly sure when you were turned- the dates get kind of fuzzy for me- but your father was a "monster hunter" in England at the time and I guess he pissed somebody off because of the next thing anybody else knew his son went missing. However, you weren't missing or dead, you were transitioning. You roamed the earth so long after that, many times you tried to kill yourself because you couldn't stand the lonely ness of eternity. Even though you viewed yourself as a monster, you were able to contain your thirst for days, finally caving when you came across poor Bambi." The look on Carlisle's face was one of bewilderment and shock, he grasped Esme's hand tighter as she continued.
"I wonder, have you ever actually killed anyone? Your children/sires don't count as you were saving them, not actually ending their lives but their suffering. I can tell Edward and Rosalie will disagree so let's just continue, shall we? You wandered the world, gaining vast medical knowledge until you came upon a dying woman in a Chicago hospital in the year 1918. Her name was Elizabeth Masen and as she lay dying she asked you to save her son, which you did.
You turned Edward as his mother's last dying wish and when he awoke, you both found out an amazing thing. Edward was a telepath. He could recite every thought of yours word for word. You both became very close friends but once again you longed to complete your family and you got your chance when you noticed a corpse at the morgue had a faint heartbeat. Esme was a fighter, she always has been no matter how you view your death, Mrs. Cullen.
So, Carlisle turned Esme Platt or Evenson if you prefer. After many years of solitude, Carlisle had finally found his mate, and secretly he wanted his son Edward to feel the same way. Opportunity struck when he found a woman on her deathbed lying in the streets of Rochester in NY. Rosalie was even more beautiful in death than in life, and even more deadly. Just ask Royce King. Nice work with him by the way, not drinking a single drop of his blood was very well played. Although Carlisle gained a daughter, Edward did not gain a lover. He and Rosalie just never hit it off, but that seemed meant to be because years later Rosalie would find her own mate.
A man had been mauled by a bear and he scent of his blood drew her to the site, she only had to take one look at his face before she knew she had to get him to Carlisle to save him. He reminded her so much of her long lost friend's baby, Henry, she just couldn't bear to let him go. That brings our dear Emmett into the Cullen clan.
But what of our dear Alice and Jasper? Well, let's just say I would never play battleship with our dear Major Jasper Whitlock. He was a major in the Texas cavalry in the 19th c. when suddenly a beautiful woman appeared and offered him the chance of a lifetime. He was turned and Maria noticed he had a special gift. Jasper could feel and manipulate the feelings of those around him, and Maria used this to her advantage and had him training newborns in her army. Luckily Jasper regained his senses and left that hell hole, and came upon a little diner in the 40s or 50s. Inside was a lovely little woman named Alice. She had been waiting for him ever since she saw him in one of her visions. She knew they were meant to be together and to be apart of the Cullen family. Alice, there's not much known about your back story but I know enough and it isn't that pretty. I was very vague with Rosalie's as well but do you wish for me to say it out loud?"
Alice was stunned but nodded for her to continue.
"You were born, Mary Alice Brandon, I'm not sure when exactly but it was apparent after you were born that you weren't like other children. You could see visions, images of things before they happened...It was because of this that your parents put you in a psychiatric hospital for the mentally insane."
Alice looked as if her eyes had glossed over and Jasper but a comforting hand on her knee.
"While you were there, a worker took a liking to you but what you didn't know was that someone else did too. A vampire named James. He's a nomad who liked to hunt his prey. You were his most amazing game to date. With you inside the asylum it was nearly impossible for him to get to you, but one night he did. Thankfully the worker, also a vampire, was able to fight off James and get you somewhere safe to turn. I'm not sure who that man was but he left shortly after you turned. I'd assume your memory loss can be attributed to shock therapy from the institution..." Morticia ended her long story with a heavy sigh.
At the horrified looks she received from all people present she decided to drop yet another bomb. "You all are probably wondering how the hell I know this. Easy, I read it in a book. Your lives were all written about by a woman named Stephanie Meyer who said the idea came to her in a dream. Well, it looks like I'm in the same fucking dream because you all look exactly the same as you described. Where I come from, you are all fictional characters in a book. It's called twilight and it revolves around a girl named Bella who is Eddie boy's soulmate and his singer. I guess you just got fucking lucky in the singer department." She directed that last comment at the man at the piano who instantly perked up at her comment.
"Wait, Bella? As in the chief's daughter?" Emmett chimed from the couch as Rosalie huffed,
"You can't seriously be buying her story, can you? Us, fictional characters? She's probably some creepy stalker!" Rosalie exclaimed, throwing a glare at Morticia.
"I can see how you could think that but look at my perspective, 1. You're all sparkly vampires with a tragic backstory. 2. Edward, a super moody teenage vampire is destined to fall in love with the one thing he can't have, and 3. did I mention the Wolves yet? What about that doesn't scream bodice ripper to you guys." Morticia said, raising her eyebrow as she paced the length of the window again.
"You know what Rosalie, if you're so worried about the Volturi, please take your best shot. If you kill me then maybe I can go back to my time and get back to my life as a normal 20-year-old college student who was just trying to fucking survive, ok? I didn't ask to be put in some fucking Romance novel and be little Eddie's dream snack. I'm sure he'd appreciate it if you took away his temptation so go ahead, hit me, I've got absolutely nothing to lose." She said approaching the couch with open arms.
Rosalie stared at her as if wondering if she was being serious or not.
"If you're worried about the wolves you can always make it look like an accident, maybe drown my body in the ocean or stage a car accident, whatever you think works best." She continued, completely serious. Rosalie opened her mouth to retort but no sound came out.
"Enough, We are not going to hurt you." Carlisle began gently. "Although you have given us much to think about. If what you're saying is true, all of us are fictional characters in some saga? That's why you asked me about my eyes. The contacts"
Morticia nodded, thankful for Carlisle's calm inquisition.
"Yeah, in my time, people love to dress up as you guys for Halloween and events. Look, I know this is a lot to take in but I promise you, I am not going to tell anyone your secret just like you wouldn't tell anyone mine. Please don't send me away to the loony bin, I hate hospitals and I'd look terrible in white." She added the last part to get some pity laughs but the entire room was pretty dry.
"You said Bella was Edward's singer, what happens to their story? Why haven't I seen it?" Alice asked, slightly frustrated.
"Your visions are subjective to decisions, Bella probably hasn't decided to come live with Charlie yet. Also, Bella doesn't arrive until March so that should give Eddie plenty of time to work on his stamina, so to speak. As for their story its pretty simple. Boy meets girl. The girl tries to find out the boy's dark secret and ends up falling in love with him. Oh and Eddie can't read her mind, hence the brooding. Then another boy, let's call him Wolfe, comes in and tries to take the girl for himself when boy number one fucks up royally by being a masochist with a stick up his ass. Then boy number one apologizes and proposes to girl and she declines because she thinks marriage is a trap doomed to fail. Eventually, he barters her mortality for her hand in marriage, they get married and Wolfe gets pissed. While on the honeymoon it turns out that Eddie boy has a few swimmers that still work and oops now girl got knocked up. They rush home to Doc. because 'oh shit vampire mutant baby!' The baby grows and grows until it has a traumatic birth and then Wolfe imprints on the baby while the girl transitions into a vampire on the table. Then there's an almost battle with the Volturi because Aro is a dick who wants to control everyone but its cool because some vampires meet their mates and the Wolves come together to help you guys fight. Yay, happy ending. Wow, I just summarized an entire movie series in under five minutes." Morticia mentally high fived herself, while Edward looked like he was going to be sick.
"holy...shit. Edward, why wouldn't you wear a condom?" Emmett hollered, causing everybody to erupt into giggles. The man in question couldn't even fathom a response, he just sat there shocked.
"Yeah, Edward, didn't you pay attention in sex ed? Wrap it before you tap it, duh." Morticia said condescendingly.
Carlisle seemed to be the most excited about this new information and began a rapid-fire line of questions. "How long was the pregnancy? What was the impact of the fetus's growth on Bella? How did she survive post-delivery? Did she grow at a normal pace?"
Morticia just held up her hands and shook her head, "I have no idea, that scene grossed me out to watch and read about. It was horrible and I really hope it doesn't come to fruition again."
It seemed as though everyone was letting the information sink in, taking their time to process everything she had told them when Edward suddenly decided to voice his questions.
"Why can't I hear you? You said Bella was my singer, so is that something singers are able to do, be immune to the vampire's gifts?" He asked lowly, his hand scrunched into a fist on the piano.
"I have no idea, you couldn't read Bella's mind because she was a shield. That was her talent as a vampire. You probably can't read me because I'm a glitch in the system or something. Jasper, can you feel me? I know Alice could see me?" She asked the couple on the couch.
"I can't get anything from you," Jasper replied perplexed. "I thought maybe it was just overshadowed by other people but now that I'm concentrating, I feel nothing."
Morticia hmm'd and chewed on the side of her fingernail, a nervous habit from her youth.
"Well, I don't know what to tell ya. I majored in Biomedical science but I don't think that covers Vampire abilities and their effects with singers." She said as she took a seat in the chair that wasn't occupied in the far corner of the room. The entire conversation was taking a toll on her.
Esme seemed to notice her exhaustion, "Morticia, dear, when was the last time you had anything to eat?"
Morticia searched her brain to remember, "Uh, I had a few bites of pizza at lunch but I'm fine, really" her stomach disagreed because, at that moment, it released a very audible growl that caused Esme to smile.
"How about I fix you something quick huh? I haven't got to use the kitchen since we renovated the house!" Esme seemed so excited that it made Morticia feel even worse if she declined.
"Um, ok." She murmured and with a flash, the woman was gone and back with a plate of freshly cut fruits in her hand.
"Oh, wow, thanks. When you said quickly you meant it." Morticia murmured, gently taking the plate from her.
Esme smiled and went bask to her place by Carlisle. Taking a bite of an apple slice, Morticia said, "I think I covered everything I need to cover. So, end of presentation prompts personal questions so who wants to go first?"
Esme gently asked her, "You mentioned your life before this, what was it like?"
Morticia just shrugged, "It wasn't anything glamorous, I'm from 2019. Sorry, I probably should've started with that. I was living at home with my parents while I finished my undergrad. I was planning to pursue a career with something in a lab analysis field. I hadn't decided yet."
Carlisle pressed on, "2019? What was it like?"
Morticia mentally groaned, knowing she would be stuck here all day if they went down this path. "Just know it is heavily based on technology and social media. That's all I'm saying. I've probably said too much as is."
Carlisle seemed to accept her answer and the next to ask a question was Esme.
Ever the mother figure she asked, "How are you adjusting dear."
Morticia laughed, "I want to rip my hair out if I'm being honest. I come from a time where everybody has a cell phone in hand and is constantly checking Instagram. I may be going through withdrawals actually, now that I think about it. Not to mention the most important thing! I was brought here before my 21st birthday! I really could've used one hell of a drink if I knew I'd be here right now." She ended with a groan, throwing her head back.
"Come on, we can't be that bad! You get to hang out with a bunch of vampires!" Emmett commented, winking at her.
Morticia scoffed, "I'm sorry but you guys are not vampires. You're sparkly corpses with an affinity for animal blood. Dracula...Nosferatu...Bartemus Collins... hell even Vampire diaries produced more realistic ones than you guys. Sorry, I'm not on team sparkle."
Emmett looked at her offended and threw a hand over his heart, " How dare you insult us? We are plenty realistic! We're big, scary, nasty, vampires."He pouted.
"Sure, maybe to a grizzly or a mountain lion, but not to me big guy." Morticia giggled at how Emmett seemed to sulk further into the couch at her comments.
The occupants quieted down and this time Morticia decided to ask her own question,
"So, what are you going to do with me? Are we good, or do I have to keep worrying that I'm gonna have some nighttime visitors with not so nice intentions?" Morticia asked, praying that they decided in her favor.
Carlisle took a glance around the room, they all seemed to have an unheard conversation, and eventually, he turned to address her.
"I think it's safe to say that you won't have any issues from us, Morticia. We really appreciate you coming to us to tell your story. I hope to see more of you in the future." She could hear the underlying intentions of his voice.
"I'm not becoming a lab rat, so you can forget it...oh wait, you guys don't even have fangs. Guess that's another thing you guys are lacking." She said pointedly at Emmett who just stuck his tongue out, very mature dude.
Carlisle just chuckled, "I meant to say that I hope to see more of you in the future as you are pleasant company. It can't be easy going back to High School after being out for almost three years. As you know we matriculate so we can relate to you on some level."
Morticia was appreciative, however, Edward's glares from the side of the room told her differently.
'What the hell is his problem?' She thought to herself angrily. She just basically told him he was going to meet the love of his life in like 6 months and he looks like she just killed his dog or some shit.
"Besides, with you coming around a lot it will help Edward get used to being around his singer, so he won't kill Bella! It's a win-win." Alice chirped happily, practically bouncing in her seat. Her statement made Edward's face pinch and he stormed out of the room or rather flashed out.
"I don't know if that's the best idea, pixie. Judging from his response, I don't think we're going to get along very well." Morticia said with an air of sass.
'Well fuck him if he doesn't want my help. Maybe he'll learn his lesson when he rips his little love's throat out in Biology!' She thought furiously.
"Oh, ignore him. He's such a fun sucker! I may not be able to see anything yet, but I'm positive that we're going to be best friends." Alice said, turning to Rosalie with a glare.
'Ah, she must've mumbled something under her breath.'
"I guess this could work...besides if he kills me you guys get let off the hook and maybe the guilt will put his control into overdrive for Bella. What the hell, let's do it." She barely finished her sentence before Alice was shrieking in her ear as she wrapped her up in a very tight hug.
Alice was pulled away by an amused Jasper, "Let her breathe, Alice," he said chuckling at his wife's antics
"I can't help it! She knows so much about us, it's so nice not to have to hide!" Alice replied cheerfully.
Seeing Alice so happy made Morticia feel much happier about agreeing to be Mr. Grouchy's sobriety sponsor.
"Hey Carlisle, while everybody is high on the serotonin, I gotta ask you something?" Morticia asked in a very serious voice, although her eyes were shining with mischief.
"Yes?" He prompted her.
"Well, I noticed that Jasper has bits of his southern accent...but where is your English accent?! You were raised in England!" Morticia said in a scandalized voice.
Carlisle seemed pleasantly surprised at her worry, "I moved around so much, I guess I just lost it along the way... why?"
Morticia put her hand against her forehead in a fake faint, "Woe is me! I'll never get to hear the dulcet tones of Carlisle Cullen call me darling or curse in a posh accent. I feel cheated! If Stephanie really wanted those brownie points she would've kept the accent in there!"
Carlisle looked as if he would be blushing if he could and Esme was rolling with laughter.
"Um-um, well I" He stuttered but Morticia cut him off.
"No, don't try to fix it now. I've moved on and you've missed your chance to gain sexy points with me. You just have to remain a 10/10 now." She tisked her tongue and shook her head which sent the rest of the family into more fits of laughter at Carlisle's expense.
She could've stayed longer, laughing and having fun with them, but she knew she needed to return in case Tony or Caleb were worried.
She said her goodbyes to everyone except Edward, who refused to come down from his room. Esme gave her a hug on the way out and whispered in her ear, "give him time, he'll come around. It's a lot to take in." Morticia gave her a subtle nod and a smile before turning and walking to her car.
The drive home was much easier after she got the weight of the story off her shoulders. She felt like she was walking on a fucking cloud. When she made it home, Tony met her with a worried look on his face and she didn't even make it out of the car before facing his questions.
"The school called and said you had an episode? What happened? Where have you been?"
"Chill. It was nothing major. I was feeling some pretty intense headaches and Alice- Dr. Cullen's daughter- offered to take me to see their dad. Carlisle gave me a checkup and said it was probably just the stress of my first day, nothing to worry about." She assured him quickly and he visibly deflated.
"Thank god. I'm sorry Tish, it's just...I worry." Tony said sheepishly. Morticia understood that he loved her as both a niece and a daughter, so her safety made him think irrationally.
"Uncle Tony, I'm fine. It was just a fluke. I'm sorry I didn't call, I just didn't want to worry you." Morticia said quietly, hoping he bought the story.
He quickly grabbed her up in a hug, giving her a tight squeeze before letting go.
"Never hesitate to call me ok. I know you're all independent now, but just keep me updated, ok?" He said, shaking her shoulder lightly. "Now come on, let's eat some grub and get you to bed." They both quickly made their way into the house, where Caleb was already sitting at the table doing some kind of worksheet.
"Hey do you care if I just skip dinner, Mrs. Cullen gave me some fruit while I was there and I am so full. I really just wanna go upstairs and get to bed early." Morticia said, already feeling the adrenaline from the day leaving.
"Uh, yeah. See you in the morning." Tony said as he was getting a plate ready for himself.
"Alright, I'll see you guys in the morning!" Morticia called over her shoulder as she all but ran up the stairs.
When she finally closed the door to her bedroom, she let the exhaustion hit her full force.
'What a long ass day' She groaned as she slowly drug herself over to the bed, not even bothering to undress, just tugging her combat boots off and tossing them to the floor.
She didn't even think to check the window locks, it wouldn't have done her any good anyways. The second her head hit the pillow she was out like a light.