Bella's POV:
"Bella?" Edward asked after such a long silence. His voice was full of raw emotion.
"Yes, Edward," I replied softly.
"I have to tell you something…something important." His eyes were full of dry tears and maybe it was my imagination but he seemed scared.
"What is it Edward?"
"Bella when I was…human," he started staring at me.
"Yes?" I said wanting him to continue and wondering what he wanted me to know, something that he remembered about himself when he was human. Now I was worried and unsure if I even wanted to know.
He touched my face softly almost knowing the way I felt. He pulled me a tiny bit closer to him like he could sense my fear and then continued, "I wasn't an only child when I was human, Bella. I had three younger siblings, two younger brothers and a younger sister. People used to joke all the time how me and one of my brothers looked so much a like that we could pass for twins if we were the same age. They also used to joke about how much me, my younger brother, and sister looked like we were siblings, which we were, but are other brother didn't look a thing like us."
He chuckled at the memory, but it didn't seem to come out just right. "When I was seventeen just before I was turned, my two brothers were fourteen and ten and my sister was fifteen. And when I saw Alice's vision…well, Bella it's them. I don't know how or why, but it's them. They look different but still look around the same age as when I last saw them. They're my siblings Bella, my brother Adam and my sister Samantha. And who knows maybe even Richard became one to." His voice broke, he seemed so emotionally distant.
I rested my hand against his cheek to comfort him. I was too shocked and dismayed to speak and even if I wasn't, what would I say. 'We should invite them to the wedding. Isn't this great now, I'm going to have more sibling in-laws!?'
Yeah, was this great? I wasn't sure and a part of me seemed to know the minute I saw them that they were related to Edward. I just didn't want to…believe it.
"Let's go downstairs, everybody heard what I told you and they're freaking out. Alice also told them her vision."
Oh, I had forgotten about the rest of the family and their super hearing. Well won't this be interesting to see how they react.
Rosalie's POV:
"No way!! No absolute, freaking, way," Emmett was yelling as he ran his fingers through his hair.
We had all heard what Edward had said, easily and we all knew what Alice's vision was. But still this didn't seem possible, none of it seemed possible.
"Well this…sure is something," Esme said.
Yeah, real something. Edward will probably want them to stay, which just means less territory and hunting space. And I really don't care how helpful either of them can be to us I'm leaving if they try to join the family. I'll go to Brazil, Paris, maybe Rome with or without Emmett.
It was bad enough when Edward finally agreed to turn Bella, but I would eventually get over it probably when she wasn't a newborn anymore. But with two vampires moving in and a still expected newborn soon, now that's were I put my foot down. No way, in this messed up world, that I'm going to take that.
"There has to be some mistake, right?" Jasper asked with a perplexed look on his face. "I mean, Edward can mistake them for his sibling's, right, after all these years of not seeing them? They just look a little like him that's all, like Rosalie and me look a little alike." That's a good point Jasper, hopefully you'll be the one who's right.
"Jasper, you didn't see the boy. No way in heaven or earth could Edward and him not be related. They're both Edward's real siblings Jazz, even after all these decades I think Edward would still be able to tell. There was also a very clear view of them in the vision, perfect for Edward to be able to tell," Alice replied as Jasper sighed.
Edward and Bella then started to walk down the stairs towards us. We all remained quiet until they reached the last steps.
"So, is it true? Are they really your siblings?" I asked and Edward nodded.
He held onto Bella tighter for support. Jezz, grow up or do you want to squeeze her like an orange.
Edward glared at me.
Hey you're the one who's squeezing her so tight, don't blame me when she pops or do you prefer squeezed like an orange better?
Edward's grip loosed a little on Bella, but he still glared at me.
You don't scare me the least, now I'd better start talking if I were you. Just look around everybody's eyes are on you. Hope you're happy.
He grinned and his gaze loosened a bit.
Don't enjoy it to much and now would you just TALK. I screamed it in my head, but it seemed to have little effect on Edward or at least he wasn't showing it.
"We better go meet them."
"Are you sure Edward, that this is the way to go? Because I'm sure that you have to be in some kind of shock after this, you really want to just go do this? It's pretty overwhelming, even for you," Carlisle said using his fatherly tone.
"Yes, I'm sure. I want it to happen just the way Alice saw it. Now let's go."
"Wait, Edward…," Alice started but Edward interrupted.
"I know exactly where the place is Alice, don't worry. Come on." He didn't even wait for us to respond he just went to the door with Bella. Everybody else followed him, except for me and Emmett.
"I think I'll stay here. You go ahead Emmett. I'll wait, you don't need me," I said knowing that Emmett wanted to go badly and see what would happen. He continued to stare at me unsure. "This isn't a test Emmett. Go and you can tell me everything about it."
He continued to stare at me, but nodded and left while I leaned back in my seat. Ah, peace and quiet at last.
"Rosalie."
Or not.
I looked up and saw a tense, angry Edward in the doorway.
"You have to come."
"Why?"
"It has to be just like Alice's vision, which includes you. Now come on."
I sighed and got up, reluctantly. This isn't over Edward, you can't order me around all the time.
He grinned and said, "Well if you weren't such a pain and so stubborn I wouldn't have to? Now would I?"
I rolled my eyes and walked out the door not even bothering to answer him.
Elize's POV:
"You're going over the speed limit." I stared out the window as blurs of colors came past us. I hated going so fast that I couldn't tell what anything was.
"What speed limit?" Thomas asked his eyes looked on the fast moving, semi-blurry road ahead.
"My speed limit. The highest you can go is ninety miles an hour and your way, way above that. Am I going to have to write you a ticket?"
Thomas turned his gaze on me. A grin creeping up on his face as he tried desperately to get rid of it or at least suppress it.
Thomas was never a happy, friendly guy even when you tried to make him laugh or smile he always fought it off. He always seemed very strange to me and I wished that it was Caroline or Jade driving me, even Will. Somebody who allowed themselves to be happy.
"A ticket." He said it as a statement then a question with one of his eyebrow's arched. He looked back at the road ahead and then the car started to slow down a little.
I looked back out the window and then a scream hit me. It was such a loud scream I thought my eardrums were going to pop, but what was weird was that even though the scream sounded loud it didn't sound close. It was a strange feeling.
Then the scream came again, full blast with just as much power as the last one and I tried desperately to distinguish the age or gender of the screamer. But I couldn't, there was no voice identification of a gender or an age, just a scream. A scream by somebody, somebody who was getting farther and farther away from us as the car continued it's fast pace.
I looked over at Thomas wondering why he wasn't already pulling over and helping this person out. It was like he never heard it all, which was impossible since his hearing was ten-something times better then mine. He must just being ignoring it, but why?
"Thomas didn't you hear that?"
He looked over at me again, confused. "Hear what?"
"That scream, why aren't you pulling over."
"You…you heard a scream."
"Yes, didn't you?"
"No." That one word sent icy chills down my spine.
He immediately pulled the car over and slammed on the brake. I would have gone right through the windshield if I hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, but I think I got a pretty bad case of whiplash.
I looked over at him and saw he was opening his car door with no injuries on himself, since he was the invincible one. Tears were starting to swell up in my eyes from the pain in my neck, but I chocked out at him, "Where…where are you going?"
"Stay," he commanded his voice full of power and age. He slammed the car door, pulled out his cell phone, dialed a number in a blink of an eye, and then started talking to somebody in a fast and low voice.
I tried to hear what he said, but couldn't from were I was sitting and I was in too much pain to try and move closer. I sure hope there's a doctor nearby to where I'm going.