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A/N: Surprise!
I'm back with another crossover story. I am incredibly excited to share this with you all. I swear to you I have written out the first chapter about three times, scrapped the plot more times than that, and switched out which characters I wanted to focus on even more times than that. Finally this is what I've officially come up with and I know I'm on the right track as my writing has been flowing out of me almost non-stop these past two weeks. This is why it has taken me so long to post.
A few disclaimers before you start reading:
This is definitely a slow burn, the reason for this is that Bella is seventeen and still has a lot of growing up to do. Cap is a true gentleman in my story and therefore would not pursue Bella romantically while she was still a teenager.
I will NOT be following ANY timelines from the movies or comics. I AM taking bits and pieces but ultimately making them my own, so please do not make any assumptions or get confused as to why he or she doesn't know this or that.
Characters will be OOC and so will their pasts. I'm switching it up, adding and deleting some characters I'm not interested in including... I apologize in advance if I happen to eliminate one of your favorite characters.
I'm sure I should be adding more disclaimers but I can't think of any more right now. I will try to remain conscious of this as I write and provide further explanations in the A/N's to prevent any confusion. I'm also making it a priority to not make this story as long as my first one. This one should be less than 150k, I've already written about 40% of the story and I'm almost at 50k so I'm remaining very optimistic lol Let's all hope I keep it that way.
I will be posting twice a week on Thursdays and Sundays, but as always it's not a guarantee so please don't be mad at me If I miss a day and you never know I might actually grace you guys with an extra chapter sometime.
I'll shut up now so you can get on with the story. Enjoy!
Chapter 1 Secrets, Secrets, Secrets
"This is going to work, Emmett. I promise." I reassured him for what felt like the hundredth time.
He side eyed me in the yellow airport cab we were currently riding in, he looked funny hunched over like that in the back seat next to me. If the guy wasn't in a large vehicle big enough to fit his frame he looked like a Sasquatch. If it were under any other circumstance I would have probably laughed but with the way he was currently glaring at me I feared what he would say next.
"Seriously, Em. It's going to be fine. Now can you stop glaring at me like that? You're making me regret including you in my plan… or would you have preferred I not tell you at all?" I questioned.
We were both making our way to the ballet studio near my old home where James had threatened to kill my mother if I didn't show up.
He was an idiot.
Had he done a bit more research he would have found out my mother had died last October in a fatal car accident. The house was still under her and Phil's name but only because after he had taken time off to mourn my mother's death he was thrust back into baseball season by his coach and hadn't gotten around to selling the house yet. We maintained a close relationship after her passing, he'd even sent me a few pictures of him and his teammates on the road. They were having a really good season and had actually won most of their games, I was excited for him…
Ok, I'm getting side tracked. Now back to the point.
James had called me back at the hotel and I had played along. I wanted to get rid of him once and for all since clearly the Cullens weren't able to do the job right the first time. I, on the other hand, knew I could handle it so I decided to take matters into my own hands. Of course I have to admit that I also had an ulterior motive.
I didn't want my secrets out.
If James continued to chase after me while the rest of the Cullens were around I would be forced to reveal them one way or another. My dad would eventually find out what I was up to and that was something I would do just about anything to prevent from happening. I've kept my secrets hidden all my life and I wasn't about to let this blonde nomad ruin it. So I'd asked Emmett to chaperone me to the restroom in the airport before meeting up with his family, proceeding to pull him out of the airport and into a cab telling him to trust me and follow me without question before Alice could catch up to us. I didn't tell him about what I was planning to do until we were on our way. To say he did not agree with my grand plan would be an understatement.
"You know my family and your dad are going to kill me if you die today, right?" He asked, fearing my dad more than anyone else.
I rolled my eyes. "I'm not going to die and you'll be fine. I only brought you with me because I knew you'd be angry if I didn't. I can handle James on my own, I won't even need your help." I really didn't, I'd only brought him here because I knew he'd never forgive me if I didn't. I realized what I was about to do was probably the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life but what other choice did I have if I wanted to maintain my life as normal as possible?
"Seriously? We've only been practicing your power for a couple of months and only after I practically got on my knees and begged you to. You can't even hold it for long periods of time… you can barely aim it correctly."
Now it was my turn to glare at him. "Hey! I've gotten way better than when we first started!" I defended, and I had. No matter how normal I looked I was anything but. I wasn't just any ordinary human, I was a human with an ability. Unfortunately, I wasn't as good as I should have been and it was my own fault really. Because I've never told anyone about my power, I haven't practiced it much if at all. My dad encouraged me to develop it but I've always shied away from it fearing that if anyone found out I'd be treated differently and that my father would use it as an excuse to make me live with him before I was ready to do so. I just wanted a normal life, to remain in the normal world and live just like any ordinary human.
"Well, I guess we'll find out now, won't we?" He whispered in my ear as the cab came to a stop in front of my former home. The plan was for him to wait on the sidelines as I confronted James on my own, he'd agreed not to interfere unless I was in danger. I was hoping he'd stick to his word but I had a feeling he'd follow me in there within five seconds of entering the building whether I was in danger or not. He was always too overprotective of me.
I winked at Emmett as he stayed in the cab and I got out in front of my former home, preferring to walk to the studio in hopes that James wouldn't catch Emmett until it was too late. I watched the car disappear from around the corner and released a long breath hoping I'd be right. I would hate for this half-cocked plan I'd come up with in two seconds flat to come to a tragic failure, I thought rather sarcastically. My father would never forgive me, but if I succeeded then I wouldn't have to worry about it because there would be no way for him to ever find out.
I took a last long look at my old home, trying to embrace the pain that came with the sight of it… but really I was just trying to not let it consume me. I shook my head, trying to dispel these emotions before they interfered with my mission and silently made my way towards the ballet studio at the end of the street hoping Emmett wasn't there already.
Once I reached it I opened its doors slowly entering the studio. As soon as I stepped in I could hear my mother's panicked voice, my heart skipped a beat at the sound. It's been months since her passing but I still yearned for her... to see her, to have her in my arms and hear her beautiful voice as she forced me to join her in one of her random nonsensical hobbies, and even though, I knew it wasn't really her I ran towards it. Hoping I would find her on the other side while knowing in the back of my mind that it was an impossibility.
I pulled the closet door at the far end of the studio open and my heart sank as I saw the video of her and I when I was a little girl. I had taken ballet for many years growing up and in that particular video I had fallen and twisted my ankle, my mother running to me in a panic to make sure I was ok.
"Disappointed?" James whispered in my ear as he suddenly appeared so close behind me I could feel the cold coming off of his skin. "I would think you would be relieved she wasn't here."
"Right, relieved…" I muttered out.
He sighed behind me as I felt him slide my hair behind my shoulder, gliding his index finger down the side of my throat. "Humans… I can never read them right." Not wanting him to see just how disturbed I was I stopped myself from releasing the shiver that ran through my body at his touch. I was sure he would enjoy that. Before I knew it he'd turned me to face him and wrapped his hand tightly around my throat, pushing me up against the wall that was now behind me. "Doesn't matter, all I want from you is your blood… and maybe have a little fun with you in the process." He said menacingly.
I ground my teeth at the implication. "I thought you had the redhead for that kind of thing."
He chuckled darkly as his eyes greedily looked me up and down. "Oh I do, but being with the same bitch over and over again gets quite boring." He said, then proceeded to grab my hip with his free hand pressing me further into the wall as his body covered the space that was once between us. "She won't mind, she knows I'm not a one-woman man. Besides, I'll suck you dry right afterwards… unless you turn out to be better than Vicky then I might just keep you."
I laughed in his face, I'd rather die than to become one of his vampire playmates. "Keep dreaming you creep." I said as I held onto his wrists and gathered the energy into my hands to blast him away with it. He flew back into the opposite side of the wall, hitting it hard and creating a body shaped crater in its surface.
He growled in frustration as he slowly got up, brushing the dust and bits of wall plaster off of himself. "Huh, a human that's not as human as I'd originally thought. This makes things interesting and a lot more entertaining than I initially expected. You think you can take me, little girl?"
I smirked at him in defiance. "Bring it." I said as I was already collecting an energy ball with my hands.
He smirked as he blurred towards me. I lifted my arms up and screamed as I released it from my hands. I heard a distant, "Bella!" and belatedly realized that Emmett had entered the studio at the precise moment my energy ball hit James. Emmett catching the radiating blast and flying backwards as well.
"Emmett!" I yelled as I ran towards him, kneeling on the floor as he lay against the wall. He blinked his eyes open and I released a sigh of relief, "You idiot! Why the fuck would you get in the way?!" I yelled at him in frustration.
I was preparing to yell some more when I felt a grip on my forearm. I turned my head and found James had crawled over to me, he was missing his right arm and left leg and there were bits of his body missing all over the place, or at least what was left of it, but somehow he had still managed to drag himself over to me. I prepared myself to release another energy blast when there was an explosion on the roof. I was startled by it for a split second, long enough for James' grip to tighten on my arm.
I screamed, the pain pulling me back to the present and I released the energy ball from my free hand. He flew back onto the wall, the rest of his body disintegrating upon impact.
"Bella!" screamed two voices.
One coming from Emmett who was sitting up on the floor in front of me and the second one coming from behind me, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up as soon as my brain registered the owner of the voice.
Fuck!
I slowly turned around on my knees and flinched in pain as I both caught the sight of my dad underneath the roof's hole and as my action had caused my injured arm to move, sending a sharp pain up my shoulder. My eyes widened as I took in the figure before me... I was in complete shit now.
There in front of me stood my father dressed in his Iron Man suit with his arms raised up from his sides preparing to use his repulsors.
"Dad!" I yelled, as I realized he had both hands aiming for Emmett. I was so thankful I was currently covering him from my father or surely he would've used them already. Vampires were immortal and incredibly strong but that didn't mean Emmett was guaranteed survival from a hit from those. "Don't! He's my friend! I already killed the bad guy!" I yelled in a panic, pointing to where James' body once lay with my good hand. There were still a few small pieces of his body left but for the most part he was done and dusted.
A few seconds later his face plate lifted up and I finally caught the human face of my father. The last time we had seen each other we had not parted on good terms. After my mother died he wanted me to join him in the Avengers tower but I had refused, much like I did all my life. I loved my dad but I didn't love the attention and expectations that would come from being Tony Stark's daughter.
When I was born my mother had refused to let my dad claim me completely, she didn't want to be known as a goldigger, a woman who purposely impregnated herself to get millions from the wealthy father of her child. So she had asked Tony to let us remain a secret to the world. Growing up I saw my father constantly, after all he had the means to see me whenever he wanted. He was an incredibly busy businessman but he never let that stop him from seeing me at least twice a week even if he had to fly from New York or California just to see me for a couple of hours at a time. After the age of fifteen my father took any opportunity he could to encourage me to move in with him, but I had gotten used to living a normal life and did not find the appeal of living an ostentatious one like his or to be exposed in the limelight displayed all over celebrity magazines... especially after he came out as Iron Man. I didn't want any part of that life, my dad understood but he was also unquestionably hurt. After my mother died he'd thought I would finally give in and move in with him, he was more than prepared to present me to the world but when I had refused once again I had hurt him deeply. He didn't show it but I knew the emotional damage I'd done. A part of me wanted to go with him just to make him happy but I was still a teenager and I wasn't ready to expose myself in that way, at least not yet. I still wasn't.
"What the hell is going on Bella?!" He yelled at me, oh no he sounded really mad.
"Uh, hi dad." I said lamely, hoping to diffuse his anger in some way.
He narrowed his eyes at me, telling me with his eyes to start talking. I gulped in fear and tried to get up but my legs were too shaky to do it myself. My arm was killing me and I was now facing one of my biggest fears. I felt Emmett's cold hands as he helped me up to my feet and kept his hand on my good arm to keep me up right. I wasn't quite sure if I could stand on my own two feet yet.
"I guess I should start explaining, you see…" but I didn't get to finish because through the hole my father had just created, multiple bodies fell though it landing in perfect synchronization. Before my brain could catch up to what it was seeing there was a formation of bodies behind him. My eyes widened as I finally realized who they were. "Double crap."
"Tony, how many times do we have to tell you?! You can't just leave in the middle of a meeting." Said none other than the Black Widow.
"Holy shit, it's the Avengers!" Emmett gasped in amazement next to me.
"What's going on? Who are they?" asked Captain America in both confusion and curiosity.
Damn, I gotta say he was a lot more attractive in person. T.V. just didn't do him justice… he was a lot taller too and bulkier.
My dad ignored their presence and continued to glare at me. "Speak, young lady."
Crap, he called me 'young lady,' I blinked rapidly trying to get my mind to work again. "Uh, right, an explanation… uh… shit, I don't know where to start." Just then I heard rustling on the door near us and suddenly the rest of the Cullens appeared. Crouching down low and preparing to attack.
Simultaneously my dad and the rest of the Avenger lifted their weapons in defense. Seriously, I was never going to get to my explanation if people just continued to appear out of thin air like that.
"Wait!" I screamed to both sides, hoping they wouldn't attack each other. "Dad, don't hurt them! They're my friends."
A chorus of questions flew up into the air at my pronouncement.
"Dad?"
"What the fuck?"
"Oh, shit!"
"I knew it!"
There were so many more voices that spoke up but my brain wasn't able to catch them all nor who the exclamations belonged to. I sighed out in frustration and rubbed my forehead with my good hand.
"Fuck this is a shit show."
"Bella, move over to me now." My dad ordered as he extended his hand towards me beckoning me closer. His other hand still aiming his repulsors straight at the Cullens.
"Ok… but only if you promise to let me explain first before you go on a shooting frenzy." I counter demanded.
I could see his right eye twitch from here in irritation but he nodded briefly and I made my way over to him. Thank god my legs had become steady and the excitement of the current events had the pain on my arm receding to the back of my mind.
"I'm here." I told him reassuringly then huffed. "Now can you please lower your arm and tell your team to stand down."
He nodded and I could see the Avengers behind him hesitantly lower their weapons to their sides. I turned to the Cullens and nodded at them as well, hoping they would stop growling so they wouldn't feel so threatened.
"What the hell is going on, Bella?" He yelled down at me. "And why the hell are you hanging out with a coven of vampires?!"
I scratched my head trying to figure out what to say, until my brain processed what he'd just said. I think James must have hit the back of my head harder than I thought because I swear my brain was taking forever to process words. "You know about vampires?!"
He gave me a dead stare, as if my question had been a stupid one. "Of course I do. I'm Iron Man. Being aware of all threats on earth is part of my job description…" I loved my father but he was all brains and no tact. He said what he said and never thought about whether it offended others or not. Not that he even cared, he was a genius billionaire with a personality like no other. He grew up rich and didn't know how to speak to regular humans who didn't have a business degree or a PhD in aerodynamics or any other science he deemed useful. "Please tell me Chuck doesn't know."
"No, Charlie doesn't know."
"Good or else we'd be having words."
I sighed in relief knowing my godfather was in the clear, I would hate to be the reason my dad lost one of his closest normal human friends.
"Is it just me or are we all standing here like a bunch of idiots without getting any answers?" My dad asked in frustration.
"Right, uh, I met a few of them going to school. We became friends after I was saved by almost getting crushed to death by a van that skidded across the school parking lot towards me and my truck. Edward over there rescued me and he had to come clean about who he was. You know how stubborn I can be when I want answers." I shrugged my shoulders.
My dad scoffed. "Like a foul-mouthed mule." he quipped.
I narrowed my eyes at him and then turned my glare onto Emmett after he chuckled loud enough for me to hear.
He shook his head at me still laughing. "He's not wrong. You have the mouth of a sailor, Bells. It comes as a giant surprise seeing as you come in such a cute little innocent package." He commented, making fun of me in more ways than one.
It wasn't my fault I was so short. I huffed but didn't contradict him, he was right afterall.
"Who's that one?" My dad asked, gesturing towards Emmett. "Is he the only one that talks?"
"Oh that's Emmett, he's my best friend and I think the rest of them are still in shock. They literally just found out about you." I said, shrugging my shoulders, regretting it when the pain shot up into my arm.
"Nice to meet you, sir." Emmett said happily. "I'm a big fan."
"Uh, can we go back to the fact that you actually have a kid?" said Hawkeye with his hand raised up in the air like he was asking the teacher a question.
"Later, Legolas." My dad said dismissively as he waved him away with his robotic hand, then spoke to me again. "Keep explaining."
"Right, let's see, where did I leave off again?"
Emmett raised his hand as well. "Edward spilled the tea about our nature." He said helpfully, as Edward looked onto him in annoyance.
"Right, thanks Em. So they told me what they were and we became friends. They invited me to watch them play baseball since it's apparently not as human as everyone else plays it and while they were playing a coven of nomads suddenly appeared and wanted to eat me. Anyway, they knew they didn't stand a chance against the seven of them so they pretended to leave but Jasper over there," I said pointing to him and Jasper gave a nod in response for my acknowledgement "said their leader was a tracker who thought of me as a game, a toy he could take away from the coven protecting it. Soon he would be coming after me, so the Cullens devised a plan to get me away and take care of him while I was safely out of the area. Unfortunately, the blonde dude was smarter than he looked and he tracked me to the last place I lived and told me he had mom and to meet him here or he'd hurt her. Obviously, it wasn't true but I met him anyway because I knew I could kill him on my own and I brought Emmett with me as back up. I was hoping to get rid of him before the Cullens found out about me but I didn't expect you to show up… and with back up." Then I turned to the them to apologize. "Sorry I didn't tell you guys the truth."
"Is anything you told us about yourself true?" asked Carlisle with a look of pure hurt on his face.
I suddenly felt guilty for not telling them sooner. Emmett had once told me they deserved to know but after I broke up with Edward things had been kind of tense. He was trying to win me back but it wasn't working. He was too controlling and immature for being over 100 years old. Edward had believed I didn't want him because he was a blood sucking vampire but that wasn't the case at all, he was a prude that had a problem with my dirty language. Something that was apparently not befitting of a young woman like myself.
"Some… unfortunately my mother really did die in a car wreck. My stepfather, Phil, wanted me to stay and live with him but I couldn't stand living in Phoenix surrounded by the memories of my mother so I decided to live with Charlie. I wanted to start a new life, away from the painful memories..." I said sadly, always feeling the pain from the loss of my mother "but Charlie isn't my biological father, he's actually my godfather. My name isn't really Isabella Swan, it's actually Isabella Marie Stark and this old man here is my father." I said as I threw a thumb back pointing towards my dad.
My father swiftly looked down at me with narrowed eyes. "Who are you calling old? You can't even spot a single gray hair in this luscious black mane of mine, supermodels would die for this kind of hair."
"I guess you missed your calling then." I quipped.
"I knew he was keeping a dirty little secret!" Exclaimed Black Widow, I admired her from afar. She was a complete badass and I had to admit if I had wanted to meet anyone from the Avengers it would have definitely been her.
"Can't say I blame him." said the one named Hawkeye. "Hold on, another question. You said earlier that you could kill the vampire on your own." He said, then directed the next question to my dad. "I don't see any weapons on her so how exactly was she planning on doing that?"
"Do you want to tell them or should I?" My dad asked me with a raised eyebrow and a grin on his face. He knew how uncomfortable I was talking about it and I'm sure he felt I deserved my secret coming out after all the chaos I had just caused.
I sighed in defeat knowing there was no way I could get out of this without revealing who I truly was. "I have a… power. I can create balls of energy and use them offensively. I've actually been practicing for the past couple of months, Emmett's been a big help. Anyway, that's what remains of the blonde vampire that tried to kill me after a couple of hits." I said pointing to the wiggling appendages that were left of his decimated body.
"You have powers?!" Exclaimed Hawkeye but I ignored it for the time being as I caught the look on my dad's face. I frowned in confusion.
"You told the vampires of your power? I thought you didn't like to tell anyone about it?" My dad asked in agitation, but I could tell he was hiding his hurt at the news. He thought only family knew about my power and he didn't like that I had told strangers about it.
"I didn't. The only one aware of my power and the identity of my real father was Emmett." I clarified.
"You knew?!" Rosalie screeched back at Emmett.
"Yup." He nodded emphatically, not looking at all repentant for his knowledge.
"I knew you two were in love! I knew that's why you divorced me!" She accused.
At her words I face palmed, not this shit again. How she had come to that conclusion I will never know.
Emmett huffed in annoyance. "Bella and I aren't together. First of all, she's like my little sister. Second of all, and most importantly, I don't know how many times I have to tell you that she's not the reason I divorced you. I left you because you're a spoiled bitch and I finally got sick of being treated like your lapdog!" He argued.
Rosalie looked absolutely furious. For a second I thought she would retaliate violently but she surprised me by gasping and sobbing into her hands as if Emmett's words had just shattered her heart. I'd be more surprised if she had a heart to begin with.
"Emmett!" Esme chastised as she pulled Rosalie in for a comforting hug.
I looked at Emmett and we traded looks, we both knew she was playing the victim to get the attention of the family. She'd always been a rude bitch, unrepentantly exhibiting her pure disdain towards me. Especially after Emmett and I became so close. Yes I was dating Edward at the time but when I wasn't with Edward I spent the rest of my free time with Emmett I even hung out with them together, much to the displeasure of Edward. He was jealous of our friendship, much like Rosalie was. There were many times when Emmett came to my defense from both Edward and Rosalie, from both of their controlling nature but I wasn't one to fall easy to peer pressure. My dad had taught me how to be confident and self-assured, two aspects of his personality I was grateful to have inherited. Seeing my struggle with both Rosalie and Edward as the rest of the Cullen's stood back and allowed it to happen was what finally broke Emmett's compliance.
He came to terms with how controlling she had been with him since they got together, always manipulating him and insisting that he owed her his life because if it weren't for her Carlisle would have never saved him. After being told over and over again Emmett believed her and was afraid that leaving her would cause further separation between him and the family but when Emmett realized I was headed in the same direction as him, he filed for divorce in an attempt to show me I had other options. At that point he was even willing to leave the Cullen household but for once the family had come together and refused to let him leave, well everyone except for Rosalie and Edward of course. Meanwhile, I was emboldened by Emmett's decision to leave Rosalie and I too decided to set myself free from Edwards clutches. Especially after Edward began bringing up the topic of marriage. There was no way in hell I was going to marry him at the tender age of seventeen. There was also the little known fact that I didn't want to become a vampire. I wasn't opposed to living for eternity but I was not ok with the other aspects of being a vampire, I knew early on that it wouldn't be the life for me.
Emmett crossed his arms in an attempt to restrain himself as if that would physically prevent him from releasing his own thoughts. He was used to her dramatics, actually most of the family was. Everyone except for Esme of course, but we couldn't blame her. Esme was naturally the mothering type and she honestly couldn't help it.
"Well that sounds like a lot of drama." My dad commented.
"Kind of is... story for another time." I added. My body was slowly coming down from my adrenaline high and I was starting to feel the pain on my arm again. I flinched and groaned a little and my dad's head swiveled towards me, instinctively reaching his arm out to me.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?" My dad asked in worry.
I squinted my eyes in pain. "Mostly, but I think vamp guy broke my arm." I complained.
"What?!" He exclaimed.
He moved closer to me but I flinched away as his metal arm roughly grabbed mine. "Ow, Dad!"
"Sorry." He said, chagrined, "How the hell did he manage to get to you if you used your power?"
"Well, I had him right where I wanted but then Emmett appeared out of nowhere and caught the radiating blast. I thought I'd hurt him so I got distracted while I made sure he was ok and the vampire dragged himself over to me on one hand and leg."
"Hey! It's not my fault!" Emmett protested.
"I never said it was but I also remember telling you to wait on the sidelines unless I needed your help." I complained.
He huffed, offended by my words which made him sound like a liability instead of actual help. "Excuse me for caring." He complained, crossing his arms across his chest.
I rolled my eyes, did he really have to pout?
I heard a light cough from behind my dad and turned back around to find it came from the man standing next to Captain America. He looked unassuming dressed in simple khaki pants and a button down white shirt with glasses on his face but I knew better than that. I knew him as the Hulk, my father had shown me pictures of him. His human form wasn't very well known to the public since my dad made it a point to erase his pictures off the internet. I was glad to meet him in his human form rather than in his green form. He started walking towards me when he'd realized he'd gotten my attention. "Do you mind if I take a look at it?" He asked kindly, "I promise I will be a lot more gentle than Tony."
I laughed and nodded, "Sure."
He approached me and slowly grasped onto my hand and elbow with both of his hands, slowly moving it around.
"Ow, my forearm hurts." I told him so he'd stop moving it around.
"Sorry, let me just make sure exactly where. OK?" He asked.
I nodded and he started gliding his fingers along my tender flesh stopping where the deepest mark on my skin was. I bit my lip and groaned, trying not to scream out in pain. I didn't want to look weak in front of the Avengers. How embarrassing would that be?
"Seems broken but we have to take you to the hospital and get some x-rays done to make sure there's no further damage. We'll probably have to fit you in for a cast." Bruce explained.
"Oh, yay." I replied sarcastically.
"Off to the hospital then. Let's go, Bella."
"Wait, what about the Cullens?" I asked my dad.
He huffed in annoyance. "You can contact them later, but first you have to get your arm fixed and we still need to talk."
"Still?" I complained but didn't say more as I received a sharp look in response. "Ok." I replied meekly.
He was lucky I was in desperate need of some painkillers or surely I would have been a lot less compliant than I was currently being.