Okay, so I've been in Raleigh North Carolina for the last couple of days, and technically, I still am. That's why I haven't been able to update for so long. By the way, I'm running rather low on ideas, I know how this story is going to end and I basically know the middle climax, I just need the filling. So if anyone has any ideas, leave me a review of PM me. It would be great.

Chapter 4

MPOV

"For my first question, why do you look like my cousin?" she demanded.

"I don't know who you cousin is and frankly, I really don't care, I want to go home so I can call the cops and get the heck away from you!" I shouted.

"Now why don't I believe that? You're too defensive, you know exactly who I'm talking about." She snapped at me.

"No I don't, just leave me alone. Why don't you just drop me off and I'll stay with my neighbor, trust me, he can look after me." I inched away from her, trying to get away.

"I'm not taking you home, I'm taking you to my aunt and uncle's house, you can wait there for your mom to pick you up. I'm sure that they'll have some questions for you to." She hit the brakes in loudly and popped a u-turn.

"Please, will you please take me home, goodness, stay away from me." I considered jumping out of the car, that would probably be a bad idea, I would skid up my clothes and my skin, that wasn't what I wanted at all.

"Don't worry, you can call your mom and tell her to come get you, I really want to meet her." she said as we pulled up to a red light. Forgetting my bike, I opened the side door and took out running, she was crazy and there was no way I was staying anywhere near her.

"MASEN!"

"Stay away from me!" I dialed my phone again, this time, a different number.

"Hello?"

"Jasper?"

"Masen, you should be back by now, where are you?"

"There is a psycho chasing me, please, please come get me!" I yelled.

"Okay, hold on, where are you?" he asked rather urgently.

"Lee Street on the north side. She's in a red convertible."

"Wait, red convertible? Is she blonde, blue eyes, kind of snobby?"

"Yes…?"

"Oh…that's Rosalie."

"So what, run, don't run? What am I supposed to do?"

"Is she chasing you?"

"Yes she is, she wants to take me back to her lair." I was almost crying.

"Run, I'll come get you, I'm already on my way." He hung up quickly after that.

I looked down the road and then sat down, why didn't I take a course in engineering? Did they have that at my school, maybe I could go for that one class, just so I would know how to fix my bike if it ever broke again.

"Hey, there you are!" I jumped up, the crazy woman was back.

"Leave me alone, I will hit you."

"You wouldn't hit a lady would you?"

"Sure, you know any?" I said sarcastically. She was almost as tall as me, and now, she was angry.

"Listen kid, maybe I jumped the gun, maybe I shouldn't have put you in my car and drove off, maybe that wasn't the smartest idea. But hey, I did it and I've still got some questions. You look to much like my cousin for it to be considered a coincidence, no one has that color hair but him. So what, are you some long lost family member, twice removed?"

"No, leave me alone and I might not press charges." I shouted at her. She didn't even flinch.

"I'm not scared of you little boy." She said darkly, "I just want the truth."

"The truth is only relevant," I tried to dial my mom again, this time she picked up.

"Mom." I turned away from Rosalie, "Mom, please, Jasper's on his way to get me, there's this crazy lady trying to kidnap me."

"Masen…are you being serious?" she asked slowly.

"When have I ever lied to you…okay, when have I lied to you recently?" I whispered fiercely.

"Masen, is she with you?" she was still so calm.

"Yes, she's still here, she's watching me right now?" I said growing more impatient with her.

"You said Jasper is on his way, just keep stalling, stay calm until he can get there and find you, stay in sight of the road." She commanded, "If all else fails, be the hell out of her."

"You told me never to hit a woman."

"This could be life or death." Rosalie was inching towards me and I was slowly inching away.

"I'll give you your bike back if you come without a fight." She tried to bribe me.

"If you don't give me my bike, I'm going to hurt you." Where the heck was Jasper, shouldn't he have found me by then?

"Bluffing again, c'mon Masen, I can see that you want answers just as much as I do." She reached her hand out to touch me.

"Masen, Masen? Are you there?" my mom was talking, but I couldn't hear her anymore.

"I knew it. Is mommy keeping secrets?" I flinched. She grinned wickedly because she knew she had me. "I'm not going to hurt you, I want answers, you want answers. We can work this whole thing out together, we can both get the information we want."

I breathed deeply and hung up the phone.

EPOV

"Edward? Didn't your flight leave today?" My mother asked when she saw me lying on her couch.

"Yep, Tanya and Aro went ahead. We're having issues." I said truthfully.

"Edward, if you're having issues, you need to talk it out with her and now. You're getting married, you need to get that through your head." Esme said.

"I know, but don't you think…we're rushing it a bit?"

"She isn't coming back Edward." she said quietly.

"That's not what I meant." I huffed indignantly.

"That's exactly what you meant." She sat down near my feet. "Edward, no one knows why Bella left, no one understands why she decided to go, but you need to move on, this isn't healthy."

"I know it isn't health, I just, I just want this all to go away. But it won't, nothing is going right." I crossed my arms in front of my chest as the front door opened.

"Hello Edward, Esme." Rosalie came walking in, she looked flushed.

"What are you doing here Rose, I thought you were helping Emmett at the shop." Esme inquired.

"I ran into a small complication." She said disdainfully.

"It's good to know that you think of me as only a complication." That voice, the sarcastic, condescending voice.

"Well that's what you are, shut up and sit down somewhere." Rose snapped at him.

"You are so rude, are you sure that you're a woman? I bet if you took of that wig, you're whole face would fall off."

"Why you-"

"Masen?" I asked.

"Hm, oh hello Edward." he looked me over. "Haven't hit nay other small children have you."

"You aren't small."

"Smaller than you, nimrod."

"Again with the nimrod thing. Is that the only word you know?" his eyebrows were.

"I bet I could fill a couple books with words you don't know Edward." he snapped at me.

"You two have met, I thought you didn't know my cousin."

"Please, I don't know how many cousins you have, that's not my problem." He looked at her skeptically.

"You are such a little brat." She growled at him.

"Didn't bother me when my mother said it, doesn't bother me when you say it." he looked around the room and then moved to the photos on the mantle. He inspected each with great care.

"Who is this little boy?"

"What is it about rich people calling me a 'little' boy? I'm not little." He strolled into the kitchen.

"Who is he?" Esme asked frantically.

"Some kid from Emmett's auto shop, look familiar?" she looked directly at me.

"What are you saying, the kid and I look nothing alike."

"Edward, I'd never met him before now and I knew you had to be related somehow. Maybe if you would actually look at him, you would see the similarities. The hair, the eyes? You two could be twins. Sure, he's one hell of a smartass. But then again, so are you."

"Shut up Rosalie. We aren't related. He's Bella's son." He glared at me.

"Bella, Bella Swan?" Esme asked, shocked.

"Yes, Bella Swan, it doesn't matter okay? Just leave it alone." Masen said irritably. He ran a hand through his hair, almost nervously. I doubted that. Masen wasn't the type to be nervous, he was always dangerously overconfident.

"Masen, how old are you?" Rosalie asked.

"16, 17 in the fall." He replied slowly, the wheels turning in his head at her question. I could see Rosalie counting in her head, she was trying to figure something out.

"Edward, were you and Bella always abstinent?" she asked.

"No…we were engaged remember, we didn't see a reason to be." I said slowly.

"Sixteen and a half years. That's when Bella left, that's when you got engaged…Edward…here's the reason Bella left, he's standing right here." She gestured to Masen who seemed even more uncomfortable.

"You're his father. But I'm guessing, this one already figured that much out."

"You're pretty perceptive for a blonde." He looked around the room once again. "This is a nice house...it's rather large don't yo-"

"I'm home!" a singsong voice said. Masen looked a little peeved that his statement had been interrupted. "Look what I bought." It was my sister Alice, she was home as well.

"Hello Alice." Rosalie greeted.

"Hello Rosalie, Edward." I noticed she wasn't looking at me, but at Masen, in passing. She looked over to Esme to greet her but when she saw me, she froze.

"But, wait, you, you're there, no wait, you're there…" she looked from Masen to me and then back to Masen, clearly confused.

"Personally, I think we look nothing alike, but I'll try not to take offense."

"Offense to what?" I questioned him.

"You aren't exactly the most handsome man in the world." He smirked. I clapped my hand against my forehead while Rosalie was recounting. Finally she seemed to decide.

"That's it, there's no denying it. Edward, this is your son."