Author's note:
Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight all I own is a worn out iPod touch and
We sat in silence for the minutes that followed, we could hear Carlisle upstairs, which meant he was probably throwing things around. I looked over at Aiden who was looking up at the ceiling, and whispered an apology to him.
"It's just that religion is a touchy subject for Carlisle," I said to Aiden.
"I'll say, does my religion offend him that much?" He asked looking truly confused.
"Carlisle's father was an Anglican Priest," Esme answered Aiden.
Aiden looked absolutely shocked, and mortified, "I had no idea, I didn't mean to offend him!"
"We know you didn't sweetie," Esme reassured him. "Carlisle just overreacted."
"HAH! Overreacted, I'll show you overreacted." Carlisle muttered under his breath upstairs, Aiden was the only one who couldn't hear him, and it was obvious. My dad chuckled, and quickly looked away from Aiden, by the time Aiden looked over at him, it appeared that my dad was just laughing at what Esme had said. But the rest of us knew better. We knew that he was laughing at whatever Carlisle was planning to do.
"Something funny Edward?" I asked.
"Just Carlisle," My dad answered, it appeared to be normal, that's what Aiden would see it as, but it confirmed it for the rest of us. Carlisle was going to do something to get back at Aiden for his religious beliefs.
The sound of wood being carved came from upstairs (again, Aiden didn't appear to hear it), followed by Carlisle's mutterings, "Come into my house, insult my father, this will show him."
My father laughed again, as Esme said, "I think I'll go up and check on Carlisle." She excused herself, and left at a quick human pace to see what her husband was up to.
Aiden and I continued to eat, while my parents and aunts and uncles pretended to eat. The tofurkey really wasn't that bad, it wasn't as good as real meat, but it wasn't completely horrible. I could see my mother and Jasper having a silent conversation, and Alice and my father doing the same. I figured that Alice and my dad were talking about whatever Carlisle was doing, but I had no clue why Jasper and my mom would be talking. I thought it was too quiet, so I started talking quietly to Aiden. "So, how's your dinner?"
"It's really good, my compliments to the chef!" He said, looking over at my mother and smiling. My father growled too quietly for human ears to hear, and Jasper touched my mother's arm, and she relaxed. I wondered why she was so tense, then I realized it was all my dad's fault, so I sent a glare his way.
Just then the whole house heard the explosion from upstairs, "IT'S MY HOUSE, AND I CAN HANG A CROSS IN MY DINING ROOM IF I WANT TO!"
"Carlisle, you are not hanging that cross in there just to spite that young man, he did nothing wrong, he has the right to practice any religion he wants." Esme defended Aiden in a louder voice than normal (even when she was lecturing Emmett), but quieter than Carlisle (but still loud enough that Aiden could hear every word perfectly).
"Fine, I wont hang the cross in the dining room." Carlisle's voice was much quieter than it had been a moment ago, but still loud enough that Aiden could hear him.
"Thank you, now please come back downstairs, and finish dinner with your family," Esme's voice was quiet again, and Aiden couldn't hear her.
"Esme, we both know that I wont be able to handle being in that room right now. I think I'll just stay up here, and read." Carlisle replied. Esme agreed that was best, and that she would stay upstairs with him.
We were all just sitting at the table, not eating, and not talking. Aiden was the first to break the silence, "Should I go?" He asked awkwardly.
"No, no, we'd like for you to stay!" My mother said with a sweet smile. Jasper looked slightly (to the human) uncomfortable sitting next to my mother, it was probably just Aiden's scent.
"Are you sure? He sounds pretty upset," It was almost like Aiden was looking for an excuse to vacate the premises. My father caught my eye and nodded his head slightly.
"Aah, don't worry, we've all done something to piss him off like that. You're practically family now!" Emmett said enthusiastically. Jasper looked even more uncomfortable with Emmett's words. I figured he needed some more 'wine' so I figured I should get him out of the room ASAFP.
"Hey, Jasper, would you mind getting the pie, from the kitchen?" I asked him.
"Oh, yeah sure," He sounded slightly uncomfortable, and Aiden probably thought he was a bit tipsy. After all, to him it looked like he had been sipping off a wine bottle all afternoon.
When Jasper got up from the table, my mother stood up and grabbed his arm, "I'll go with you, we wouldn't want you to fall down and hurt yourself," She said, truly sounding like a mother. Emmett was cracking up at my mom's words, because we all knew that Jasper was in fact intoxicated, it just wasn't from any wine.
"Thanks Bella," Jasper said, smiling at my mother. I knew she was just going with him because it was the human thing to do, but I wondered why my mom was going, and not Alice. She was Jasper's wife after all.
Once they were in the kitchen, I looked over at Aiden to strike up a conversation with him, but he was staring after my mom and Jasper, had a strange expression on his face. "Aiden, are you okay?" I asked, my dad started laughing, and the whole table looked at him.
"What? I'm just laughing at how intoxicated Jasper is, it's hilarious!" My dad said to the table, no one bought it, except Aiden, who kept the conversation going.
"Does he drink like that often?" He asked.
"No, Jasper's normally more controlled when he drinks, he's just under a lot of stress right now," Alice said.
"Hah! Control? Do you remember Bella's eighteenth birthday party?" Rosalie exclaimed.
"It was an accident Rose, and everyone knows that I have forgiven Jasper for that," My mother said as she and Jasper walked back into the dining room, carrying the pie, whipped cream, and a new bottle of 'wine'. Aiden looked very confused, and like he was about to ask what had happened at my mom's birthday party, but I elbowed him and whispered "Don't ask." He nodded, and didn't press the subject, for which I was grateful.
"Ooh! Pumpkin pie, my favorite!" Emmett said excitedly.
"Emmett, when was the last time you actually ate pumpkin pie?" Rosalie snapped.
"Last Thanksgiving!" His tone of voice added the 'duh!'.
Rosalie just shook her head, and rolled her eye's at her husband. Emmett cut himself a fair slice of pie, put a mountain of whipped cream on it, and dug in. Aiden followed Emmett's lead, but ate his pie in a more civilized fashion. The rest of us cut smaller slices of pie, added a bit of whipped cream, and ate (or pretended to) like we had manners. Rosalie didn't take any pie at all, and when Aiden asked her about it she claimed to be full,
"And I don't really like pumpkin pie that much."
Aiden rushed into an apology, "I guess I should have brought more than just pumpkin, there was an apple pie at the store, but I didn't think to get it!" I could tell Aiden was embarrassed, and I knew that Rosalie would take full advantage of that.
"Oh, that's too bad, apple is my favorite," her tone was a bit sad, but I (along with the rest of my family) could hear the undertone of amusement in her voice.
Aiden put down his fork, and said, "I could run back to the store and see if they still have it!"
When he moved to stand up I placed my hand on his arm and motioned for him to stay seated, "Don't worry about it, she wont keep it down anyways." His eyes got large as he realized that I was saying Rosalie was bulimic.
"WHAT!" Rosalie exclaimed jumping to her feet, and leaning over the table like she was going to bite my head off (not the best word choice, I know).
"Well Rose, it's no secret that you run straight for the bathroom after you eat," Jasper said in a slightly amused voice. I had to hand it to him, he was pulling off this tipsy thing better than I thought he would.
"You stay out of this Jasper!" She snapped, then she turned back to me, "And you! How could you say that in front of a guest?"
"Carlisle and Esme think it's good to be as honest as possible with people," I answered back, without flinching.
"Oh, really? Do you want all of your baggage out there for everyone to see?" Rose snapped, I knew what she was getting at, she was about to bring up Jacob. Luckily everyone else saw it too, and Carlisle and Esme flew down the stairs at a human pace to stop her from saying anything.
"What's going on down here?" Esme asked, though she knew exactly what was going on.
"Renesmee's telling the world that I puke up my food! Which I don't do!" Rosalie said angrily. That's right technically she coughs.
"I didn't know that Aiden was the whole world Rose," I piped in. honestly I was just asking for it then.
"Renesmee, let her talk," Esme scolded me. I just nodded, embarrassed about getting in trouble in front of Aiden
"I just don't think it's right that she says things like that in front of a boy that none of us know very well," Rosalie said.
"Renesmee, you shouldn't say things like that, not even if it's a joke," Carlisle said. I could see Rosalie smiling at me vindictively from across the table at Carlisle's next words, "You should apologize to her."
I didn't want to do it, but I figured it would be the easiest way to get out of the whole situation. "Sorry Rose," I said insincerely, I could tell both Esme and Carlisle were about to object, so I quickly got up from the table, and went up to my room. I heard Aiden excuse himself, and follow me up the stairs.
Aiden's POV:
I saw Renesmee go into the first door on the left of the stairs. She left the door open. I excused myself from the table and went up to join her. The room was smaller than I had imagined Renesmee's room to be but still bigger than my bedroom and living room combined. The walls were a pale yellow and bare. There was a large amount of cardboard boxes shoved up against one wall as though most of her things were still unpacked. Renesmee was lounging on her giant canopy bed and looking at me.
"nice room." I complimented. She shrugged. I noticed that there was a single picture on the nightstand by a lamp. It was a picture of a younger looking Renesmee and a guy who looked like he was in his twenties, kissing her cheek. "who's that?" I asked her. Her eyes darted at the picture and then back at me.
"An old family friend." she answered. There was a sort of sadness in her voice but the origin of it was unknown. She sat up. "I am really sorry about my family." she apologized. "I won't blame you if you want to run for the hills right now." she sounded serious. Though her family seemed to have purposefully tried to scare me away I hadn't changed my mind about what I was going to ask her. So I chuckled and said,
"I'm not running anywhere." I said and sat down next to her to prove my point.
"if you were smart you would." she said back to me. I don't know what her deal was. It was probably because her parents took Rosalie's side in their argument.
"hey, can I ask you something?" I asked her nervously.
"sure." she said and looked into my eyes awaiting my question.
Renesmee's POV:
Aiden's mesmerizing eyes stared into my very soul while I anticipated his question. Ok that was an exaggeration but his gaze was intense.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked. In my head a million thoughts came to mind,
"Date him. He's perfect." said one part of my mind and, "your true love just died you can't possibly date him!" said the other. I couldn't take too long to answer so I bought myself some time. "Aren't we already dating?" I asked.
"Well how about this way we'll do the same things we do now but we can be more public about it." he explained. That was it, times up. I needed to give my answer.
"Yes Aiden I'll be your girlfriend." answered after voice one won the debate in my head. Aiden smiled and kissed me gently on the lips. Just then, Emmett appeared in the open doorway.
"I'm just here to remind you guys that there's an 'open door' policy in effect.
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