Chapter 5: Family Reunion

Bella/Izzy's POV

"Rip it up, Emmett. Now!"

"I won't. It's Izzy's, and you don't know how bad ass she is now. I do not want to cross her."

"Arhhh!"

Voices in my apartment. Some one stomped and let out a shrill screeched. Fuck I know that little screech. And she sounded pissed.

"Alice, honey, calm down please."

Great Jasper was here. I opened one eye slowly, and saw Rosalie staring at me. Great. Fucking awesome. Family reunion.

"Rose, can you stop ogling me." I murmured into the couch. Everyone froze.

"I was not ogling you, Bella."

"Bullshit. I saw your face. You were thinking how hot I look in these pants."

I got up slowly and stretched against the back of the couch. I stared hard at Rose, and she stared back with a small smirk. Then the small smirk froze, and disappeared completely when I didn't let go of her eyes. I knew what she was expecting. That I would start to blush, stammer and look away. Yeah, old Bella would do that. But old Bella was gone. Rose squirmed a bit under my gaze. Ha! How the tables have turned, huh, Rose?!

"So what."

"Well if you're uncomfortable with someone else being hotter than you Rose, there is a mirror in the bathroom you could stare at and make yourself feel better."

Jasper and Emmett guffawed.

"Fuck you, Bella Swan."

"Fuck you back, Rosalie Hale."

I grinned at her, and surprisingly she grinned back at me.

"Missed you too, human." That one shocked me, but I had the upper hand so I just crossed my arms, and looked over to where Emmett , Jasper and the imp were standing. Oh my god! The evil tiny thing looked like she was going to burst. I knew she was just aching to give me hugs, because she was dancing on her tip toes like a ballerina. I opened my arms and gestured her to come over.

"Come on then, let's get it over with."

She stopped dancing and put her hands on her hips, glaring furiously at me.

"I am not going to hug you if you're not going to enjoy it Bella."

"Her name is Izzy now, Alice. How many times do I have to tell you?" Emmett said rolling his eyes.

I gave him a small smile before turning back to my long lost sister. Stupidly I thought she would have changed. No, only I've changed. Alice still looked exactly the same, as did Jasper, Emmett and Rose. Damn vampires. I lazily flicked my hand up to wave to Jasper, who nodded his head silently, before turning back to look at Alice. Anger positively oozed from her, but I also saw the hurt in her eyes as well. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Who said I wasn't going to enjoy it."

She squealed and before I knew it I was in her arms jumping up and down with her. Well, she was jumping up and down anyway. She squeezed me gently.

"I've missed you so much, Bella," she whispered.

"Izzy," Emmett growled. "Her name is Izzy." We both ignored him.

"I've missed you too, Alice."

She was out of my arms before I knew it, fury plastered over her angelic face.

"Well get rid of that thing then," she said, pointing to my werewolf pelt.

I shrugged.

"No, Alice," I said staring straight at her. She gaped at me. I doubt she had heard that word many times in her long life, and when she did she probably had a back up plan to get her way in the end. She gathered herself momentarily, and she changed tactics but I was ready for her.

"Please Bella. Get rid of it for me. Please. Don't you love me anymore?" she pouted. I rolled my eyes at her. Her pout used to have me on my knees, but now it only slightly irritated me.

"Of course I love you, Alice, but it has nothing to do with my décor. I will not get rid of it. I've become quite attached to it."

In truth, I had become attached to it. After I had found out about Jacob claiming to be a werewolf I started doing research. Anything to keep my mind off of him. I found some very interesting things too. It was absolutely ridiculous how much these vampires, and supposed werewolves were in the dark about there very own kind. Like the fact that the Quileute were actually shape shifters, and that real werewolves were way scarier than shape shifting kids. Real werewolves were hard to track, and harder to kill than vamps were. Special abilities like Alice and Jasper's didn't work on them. Not to mention they were close to extinction. Finding the pelt was extremely difficult. It took me a full year of bad knock offs, and spooky back alleys to finally find the creepy shaman lady. I'm sure that to Alice, it would have seemed that I was just buying an ugly rug.

I stepped into the kitchen, and opened the cupboard looking for the one thing that would help me get through this situation. I knew if I kept on with the whole hugging and lovey dovey bullshit I would throw up. Not that I didn't enjoy seeing my long lost adoptive family again, it was just that the sweet and innocent thing was not my scene anymore.

"But Bella," she whined, following me into the kitchen. "I can't see you anymore."

I stopped my search and rounded sharply on her. My anger boiled, my eyes saw red and every muscle in my body tensed. Jasper stiffened and he winced against the intensity of my anger. Don't go crazy, Iz. I pointed my finger at Alice, trying to control the shaking.

"Can't see ME any more," I yelled, "Oh, I'm sorry you can't see ME anymore. God, I can't imagine what's that like for you. You're the one who left me, remember? Without so much as a goodbye or a note. That's not what friends do. That's not what sisters do."

"But Bella…" she whispered, glancing at Jasper, no doubt trying to get him to calm me down. He was concentrating hard on me, but it wouldn't work because of the pelt. Fresh heat flew through my veins and I screeched.

"I don't give a shit if Edward threatened to dismember you, Alice."

I advanced on her, and surprisingly she took a step back.

"YOU were supposed to be my best friend. YOU were supposed to be my sister and YOU left me. YOU showed ME exactly how much you cared for me."

I kept advancing on her, and she kept stepping back her eyes swimming with hurt and sadness. Every time I said the word 'You', I poked her stony shoulder with my finger. I was vaguely aware of Jasper coming up behind her, but I was too angry to care. I turned back to the cupboard, and grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels I'd seen before I became so pissed. I untwisted the top, and took a long swig. It burnt going down my throat, but I instantly felt better.

I turned back to see everyone looking at me in shock. Rosalie had stood up, and made her way over to Emmett, her hand covering her mouth like she couldn't believe what she was seeing. I took another long drink then I placed the bottle on the counter, and glared at her. Emmett features kept changing from worried to amazement, and Jasper just looked confused. My anger abated a bit, but I wasn't going to let this go.

"So don't give me grief about doing to you what you did to me. If I can't see you Alice, you sure as hell ain't allowed to see me."

It was nice to watch Alice open and close her mouth a couple of time, completely unsure about what to say. It was so unlike her not to know how to handle the situation. I turned, grabbed my keys and jacket and headed out the door.

"Where are you going?" I heard Emmett ask, his voice full of concern.

As I reached the door, I yelled over my shoulder that it was none of their god damn business. I grabbed the handle fiercely and yanked it open

"You had better be out of my apartment when I get back," I snarled, slamming the door on behind me.

"Oh and don't any of you dare touch my pelt." I sneered as I reached the stairs, knowing that they could hear me perfectly. With that, I flew down the stairs, thinking about how messy the Cullen's made my life.