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The song for this Chapter is 'Never Say Never' by The Fray.
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BPOV
MY car rolled up the familiar dirt driveway and I looked over at a conked out Rose. She had been the one to convince me to skip the party and come back to our old house. So, after we ate our traditional whopper, we drove back to the same house that we lived in about 9 years ago. Apparently they had kept the same house, the just remolded it a bit.
Who was I kidding? They remolded the whole entire thing. Instead of it being a one story brick house, it had been upgraded to a three story side panel house with tons of windows and a wrap around porch. The porch included a porch swing and potted plants everywhere. I could see the beginning of a fence in the backyard and the grass was actually green instead of the disgusting green color.
I could faintly hear the sound of barking coming from the back yard and figured that they had gotten a dog. Wow, this Sue lady sure has turned Charlie around. When we were young, we weren't even allowed to THINK about a dog, nether the less own one.
He hated dogs, always complaining about how they would bark all night, and poop every where in the house. This lady must have some powers or something to get him to change his mind.
"Damn…this Sue person must be sent from above." Rose had finally awoken and was registering the house.
"I was thinking the same thing darling." I muttered under my breath. Now, don't get me wrong, I have no problem with this Sue person, its just really weird and new. I unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled the key out of the ignition.
"I'm going to go check it out" I stated and hopped out of the car slamming the door behind me. I heard Rosalie shuffling behind me and soon enough she was in sync with my footsteps.
The barking became louder and I saw Rose shudder away from the sound. Like my father, she wasn't a dog person either.
"A dog!" she mumbled running ahead of me to the porch. "I hope that they didn't remodel the locks on the house, because then we would have to go back to that rotten party!"
She grabbed the key out of her purse and stuck it in the door turning it gently. And she enough, the door swung open and we were inside. We walked through the small foyer and made our way to the kitchen. It had a huge window that showed you a glistening pool and a yapping dog charging around the yard. It was a brown and white cocker spaniel that had the cutest face.
"Aw! She is so cute!" I squealed looking out the window.
"Well, you won't be singing that tune when she slobbers all over your Chanel shoes." She snapped glaring at the dog.
I sighed and made my way over to the living room. It was open and right on the north was, of course, plasma and right in front of it was the legendary lazy boy.
"Huh. He still hasn't gotten rid of that piece of junk he calls a chair!" I yelled over my shoulder.
"Really? You would think that after everything Sue has done, she could have at least gotten him to get rid of the chair. " I heard Rosalie reply.
I was still just wondering around when a shiny picture frame caught my eye. It was one of those electronic frames that switched the picture out every few seconds. I kneeled down in front o fit and was watching the pictures flash by.
One picture was of Charlie and Sue standing on a dock with the sun shining brightly around them. They were smiling and Charlie was holding up a huge bass. The looked extremely happy and were having a great time. Then another one flashed by. It was another one of Charlie and Sue but thtis one really caught my eye. They were sitting on a boat deck and it was dark outside. The crew had set out a romantic dinner set that face right over the ocean and the lights made the black water shine. They were each holding a glass of Champagne and were staring deeply into one another eyes.
I could see the emotion in his eyes, and it was filled with pure bliss and something else. It was hard to tell what it was…but it looked like a really good emotion to experience. He looked at her like she was the only thing in his world and all he cared about. I just couldn't place my finger on it. (A.N. I will be referring to this later in the story! You probably already know what it is, but just wait for the chapter!)
The one thing that I do know was that he never looked at my mom in this way.
Not once. It kind of pissed me off. Knowing that he never felt that way about my mom, who was his first wife and had given him me and Rosalie. It was like he didn't even care. The picture continued to move and it stopped on one with four figures standing by the pool in their bathing suites and smiling. They each had lemonade in their hands and looked really happy.
The adult figures were obviously Charlie and Sue, but there were two other people who seemed to be closer to our age. A boy and a girl. The picture was taken a while ago and so they were probably older now but still. The looked a lot like Sue so I am guessing that they were her children. Charlie was again, smiling really big and had his arm around the boy's shoulder.
He had adoration on his face and it began to kill me. I guess he finally got the boy he wanted and the perfect daughter and wife. Now, every picture had those two kids in the frame and Charlie was in most of them, showing the same exuberant face in each one.
I watched a few other pictures but then it came back to the one with them on the dock again.
I stood back up and realized that Rose and I weren't in one picture. It seemed like we were being replaced and unwanted. I was trying to hold back tears as I kept roaming the self. I pushed a glass plate to the side and didn't believe what I saw. The whole back row was covered with pictures of us. It had pictures of Rosalie's 7th birthday when she had no front teeth, me splashing around in the pool with those arm floaties and trying to keep my head out of the water. There was one when I dumped a bowl of spaghetti on my head and Rosalie potty training.
She had her head cocked to the side and was smiling about being able to go pee in a toilet. I started to laugh and continued to look at the pictures.
"What are you laughing about?" Rosalie question giving me a weird look.
"Look at all of these" I gestured. She poked her head in next to mine and started to look at all the pictures. Soon enough we were both laughing hysterically at the pictures of us.
One of them, Rose had me in a chokehold on the ground. She had just started to take Twi con duo and wanted to test the moves out on me. That day Emmett was over and he literally had to drag her off of me. He was just like a brother I never had.
Another one we had Marble cake and icing splattered on our faces. It was Renee's birthday and we had gotten into a cake fight. Our hair was matted down with cake and icing mixture and it was dripping from our chins. Rosalie had her arm around my shoulder and we were laughing like monkeys on a high.
"That's defiantly going on my Facebook!" I chuckled nudging her in the shoulder.
"And so is that one!" She smirked pointing to the one with me in a head lock. Thus, we broke into another round of laughter. I reached my hand to the farthest left and grabbed another picture frame. It was the six of us on the swing set eating popsicles unaware of the picture being taken. It was in our back yard on one of the hottest days of the year.
My mom wouldn't give us popsicles so we stole the whole box and were chowing them down like we hadn't eaten in hours. The girls were on the swings, Rosalie on the left, me in the middle and Alice on the left. Alice had red stuff all over lips and was licking the Popsicle. I had the Popsicle turned sideways and you could see my tongue wrapping around it. I was too interested to notice Emmett behind me about to push me off.
He had this crazed look in his eye and his hand were about to push my back. He had a Popsicle stick hanging out of his mouth and red stuff in his hair. I was totally oblivious to his next move being totally interested in my icy treat.
Rosalie had her Popsicle in front of her looking at it like it was going to come alive and eat her. It had just dropped on the ground and she was actually looking at it to make sure it was still editable. Above the three of us, Edward was on top of the monkey bars climbing across the jungle gym. He was holding his treat in his mouth and was trying to keep it there without using his hands.
Jasper was sitting on the slide causally licking his Popsicle ignoring the usual banter and yelling between us. He was looking right at the camera and seemed very calm and peaceful. Little did he know that there was a spider crawling up his back.
In the following seconds after that, it turned into utter chaos. I had gotten pushed off my swing, courtesy of Emmett, who had snatched my Popsicle in the mean time. Edward's Popsicle had fallen out of his mouth into Rosalie's hair, Jasper had noticed the spider and was running around the yard screaming 'GET IT OFF!', and Alice's Popsicle dropped off the stick and into her lap.
"That red dye didn't come out of my hair for weeks!" Rose hissed, but you could she the laughter in her eyes.
"I remember that my knees were scratched up, and Jasper had spider bites down his back!" and then at the same time we both screamed "AND THEN ALICE STARTED TO CRY OVER HER POPSICLE!"
We were laughing so hard that we were on the floor clutching our sides and trying to regain out posture. After we finally settled down we laid there for a little while.
"Those were the good times" She sighed. When she was trying to regain her position, her foot kicked the bottom of the shelves and something came tumbling down. It landed on my stomach and it seemed to be a picture frame with a lot of dust on it. It wasn't one I had seen before; it was pure silver and had the words 'Family, Love and Faith etched into the frame. I sat up and brought the picture to my face.
It was of the four of us. The original Swans. We had gone to this party down near the beach. I was about eight and Rosalie was nine. WE were standing on a porch that faced the beach and had tiki torches sounding us. You could tell we were sunburned on our faces and were exhausted!
But, those little imperfections didn't bother us. We smiled at the camera and took a great picture. You could see the moon in the background and bright stars scattered around the sky. I was leaning back against my mom and Rosalie was leaning back against my dad. We had our heads tilted towards one another and our parents were holding hand in the back ground.
It was before any of the trouble had started and everyone was happy. I wished that it could go back to that. I wished that those bad things never happened and we could be the care free crazy kids that we once were, but I knew that we never could go back and all we could do was move forward.
Rosalie had her head rested on my shoulder and her eyes held unshed tears.
"Why didn't he invite us to his wedding?" She whispered softly.
"I don't know" I mumbled whipping the tears that had begun to fall. I stood back up and put it back where it was. I then just lost it. I lost all of my control right there and then I hadn't even seen it coming and I couldn't stop it.
I broke down sobbing and slid down to the floor letting all of my copped up emotion flare out of me. I barley felt Rosalie come sit beside me and she started to bawl too. We just held each other and cried. We let everything come out from the past ten years and didn't even try to stop it.
I knew that if there was one person who would always be there for me…it would be my sister. We had grown up together and gone through the same thing. I knew that we would always be there for each other no matter what. I loved my sister and there wasn't ever a time when it would dwindle.
I faintly heard the slam of the front door and my mother storming through the house.
"ISABELLA SWAN! ROSALIE SWAN! I KNOW YOU ARE HERE! I SAW BELLA'S CAR!" She screeched stomping through the house. She finally saw us huddled up our faced red and puffy. She immediately calmed down and sat next to us.
"What wrong girls?" She asked gently. We showed her the picture and she too began to sniffle. I could tell that she was trying not to let it go like us, but she wasn't doing very well at that.
"Girls…I am so sorry." She mumbled before she grabbed us into a group hug and we all became a crying mess. I then told her about how he had hidden the pictures behind everything else and showed her the moving picture frame.
"I know this hard, but we just have to keep moving." Was her answer. WE just sat in the corner of their living room talking about old memories and it almost felt like old time.
Almost.
I almost cried when I was writing this chapter…
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