Bella slowly pulled up to her new home. The house was a comforting yellow with white shutters, along with a white picket fence out front. How cliché, Bella thought bemused as she ran a finger along the edge of a pike. Mason was standing there, smoking a cigarette. "Those things will kill at some point, you know that, right?" Bella griped. "You ain't takin' that in my house, neither." Bella walked up to the mahogany door and put in the key. She slowly pushed it open and squealed at the cleanliness of it.
The door let her straight into the light blue living room that was already furnished with a couch, two love seats, and a coffee table. On the wall were a few nails to hang up her television. She walked further into the house to find the kitchen. The counters were marble with a very pristine stove and washer. The fridge was glistening with polish as she opened it to find nothing but white, clean shelves. Above her were more oak cabinets that were perfect for housing her plates, mugs, and bowls. Then, on the other side of the room was a medium-sized table with eight chairs. A big chandelier hung above it beautifully, making it look classy. Behind the table was a slide screen door that led out to the porch that housed two tables with umbrellas and four chairs each. On the far right of the porch sat a brand-spanking new grill that gleamed in the sunlight. Bella grinned brightly. So far, so good.
She walked up the stairs after looking at the small cabinet underneath them. On her right was her light blue bathroom. It was sparkling with brightness. The shower was huge. It could probably fit a wolf, Bella thought impishly as she thought about Jacob being naked in her shower. She shook her head in amusement. His penis is probably huge... Bella blushed lightly before going forward to the next room. It was the guest room. It was light green with a medium-sized bed with a purple comforter. It had an oak night stand along with a yellow lamp. It also had a walk in closet and a dresser. Bella nodded, impressed with the neatness. She walked down to the last room, her room. She opened the white door and gasped. The walls were colored dark champagne. In the middle of the room was a large, four-poster king-sized bed along with gold-colored canopy. The bed spread was black with a golden trim and golden accent pillows. There was a dark, mahogany night stand with a gold lamp. It had a big walk in closet, a dresser, and a bathroom. It was perfect.
"I love this house, sooo much!" Bella gushed as she flew down the stairs and right into Mason. "Whoa there, slugger!" Mason chuckled as he grabbed her shoulders. "Ready to get started on this house?" Bella grinned brightly at him. "Totally!"
...
"That was...tiring." Bella sighed sleepily. Mason laughed and said, "Your actually tired! I'm still up and ready to go!" Mason looked at Bella sadly. "Speaking of go..." Bella sighed as the back of her eyes burned. She stood and gave Mason a big hug. "I'm gonna miss you, slugger." Mason sighed as he kissed the top of her head. "I'm gonna miss you too, Mase." Bella sobbed as tears began to fall. "Aw, please don't cry." Mason urged nervously. Bella laughed weakly. Mason and Bella walked outside before they said their last goodbyes. Mason got into his truck and waved goodbye. Bella nodded in acknowledgement before walking back inside to see if California had waken. Since she hadn't, Bella decided to give her father a visit.
...
"Dad! Hey, Dad! You here?!" Bella yelled as she walked into the small house. He father was walking down the stairs when he saw her. He smiled brightly at her, but slowly stared in confusion as her gaze hardened. "Dad, we need to talk." Bella said in a no-nonsense voice. "Wha-" "No," Bella growled, "No talking until I've talked, ok?" Charlie tensed but nodded.
Bella smiled grimly before sitting in the kitchen, patting in front of herself, so he would take a seat. He sat down cautiously in front of her, looking alarmingly alert.
"Now, Charlie, something strange has happened to me lately. I feel...strange. As though my body is taking on a form that could be the end of myself and everybody else," Charlie looked at her with fright and shock, "I feel it swirling around in my gut anytime I get to angry, or if my despair threatens to swallow me whole. It whirls around in my stomach, as though it is waiting for the right time to attack me on the inside, to control me on the outside. Then one day, something happens. A friend of mine eggs me on after I lost a fight. I'm telling her to stop, I'm telling her to quit, but she keeps going and going and going. Then boom! It happens. I throw my arm out and that swirling feeling threatens to consume me as it exits my body and throws itself at her. She screams, and the world slows down. Fire shoots out at her. She falls to the floor, unharmed, but the fire keeps coming. It's swirling around in my body, trying to suck me dry. Finally, it stops and the world speeds up. Luckily, we were alone. She's staring at me. I'm staring at her. The swirling in my body calms, but she's staring at me with such fear, it stabs me, right in my heart." Bella stared hard at the table before looking her father in the eye. "I could've killed that girl. The way she was looking at me, I coulda put her out of her misery. But I didn't." Charlie looked calmer now and threw her a smile.
He asked quietly, "And why didn't you?" Bella looked at him critically. "Because, it would have been wrong. You don't kill somebody for something like that." Charlie nodded again. "Exactly."
Bella stared at him again, "What's wrong with me, Charlie. What am I?" Charlie looked at her one more time before sighing. "Bella, there's nothing wrong with you. Honestly, I wouldn't think this would come to you as much of a surprise, seeing as before you moved, you hung out with shape-shifter's and vampires." Bella stared at him. "What," he said, hands raised in surrender, "you really didn't expect me to know, after all the years I've known Billy? Do you really think me that damn stupid, Bells?"
Bella shook her head numbly. "Another thing..." Charlie looked at Bella with a sadness and depression that had Bella's insides twirling in a human way. "What, dad? What is it?"
"Bella," Charlie started quietly, "I'm not your father."
Bella stared at him.
"And Renée isn't your mother."
Bella's chest began to cave in as tears welled in her eyes. Her lungs shrunk up. She couldn't breath. Her forehead hit the table unexpectedly. Fat tears rolled down her face as she sobbed loudly.
Her mother.
Her father.
Her memories.
They were fake.
THEY WERE FAKE.
She screamed as the hole in her chest began to consume her entire being. She still couldn't breath. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she felt her hole grow larger.
She felt someone cradling her. The pain. The pain that was threatening to consume her. The darkness. "No!" She wailed. She wailed it over and over as the darkness traveled through her. "No! No! No!"
It was in her head. It swirled around in her body like an incurable poison. "Help me," Bella cried weakly, "somebody help me, please." The person cradling her picked her up and walked her to somewhere soft. Warm lips touched her forehead. "I'm sorry." They murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The mantra settled into Bella's bones. "I don't want to be weak." she whispered. "I'm so tired of being weak."
"Then I'll help you get stronger, baby," the voice murmured sadly, "I promise."
Can you though, Bella thought numbly, can you help me get stronger? Can you help me fill the hole that threatens to kill me, and kill me slowly? Can you help me hunt down the bastard that made me this weak? Can you help me find a man and a woman who gave me life, just so I can scream at them for doing this to me? How can you help me with so many problems? I don't think you can do it.
"I can, Bella. I can and I will. I love you, Bella. Don't you ever forget that. You might not be mine, but I'll always love you like you are."
Bella groaned in pain as she tilted to the warmth. The person holding her began to hum softly in a molasses like timbre:
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine,
You make me happy,
When skies are gray,
I hope you know dear,
How much I love you,
Please don't take my sunshine away...
The slow, comforting noise soothed the ache in my chest. It throbbed once, twice. Then it slowed, becoming a small ache.
I'm gonna survive this, Bella thought weakly, I'm gonna survive this time around.
...
Bella woke up in her old bed. The ache in her chest traveled through her torso and back up. Bella gritted her teeth. She stood and slowly made her way down the stairs. Charlie was sitting there, patiently. He looked over at her and raised a brow. Bella sat down in front of him. They sat in a somewhat awkward, comforting silence. Bella was the first to speak.
"Who are you?"
Charlie gave a wryly laugh before saying, "I'm Charles Unalaq, Lieutenant and brother to Taroph Unalaq. Brother-in-law to Mala Unalaq and Renée Tonraq. Uncle to the twins Helio and Herzio Unalaq and twins Isabella and Anastasia Unalaq."
Bella thought hard for a second before saying, "Wait, your my uncle?!" Charlie nodded and the hole in Bella's chest shrunk a half a size. "I have a whole other family." Bella murmured sadly as the hole in her chest throbbed. Charlie nodded and asked quietly, "Would you like to see what they look like?"
Bella quickly nodded and Charlie stood. He walked over to the sink and turned on the faucet. The water rushed out and Charlie stared at it. He straightened his body and backed up. "Charlie, what are yo-" Bella fell silent as he raised his hand and beckoned the water softly. The sink seemed to shudder as water began to float over to Charlie. The water came in an unsure stream as Charlie shifted his hands in circular motions. The water quickly formed a complete circle of water they wavered uncertainly.
Bella breath was caught in her throat as images began to show up in the water. A man and woman sat in thrones while two men knelt in between them. A young woman sat in front. They were all smiling. The man who sat in the throne looked a lot like her. He had her deeply tanned skin and a 5000-watt smile, but his eyes were a reddish auburn and his hair was a long, wavy, reddish-brown. The woman beside him was a polar opposite. Her skin was an ivory-white and she had a...slightly more pleasant Mona Lisa smile. Her hair was super long, straight, and white. Even her eyelashes were the color of snow. Her eyes were royal blue and kind. She was the most beautiful woman.
The man beside of her father had long, black hair. His skin was, along with my mother, pale ivory. His eyes were...topaz. A pang of throbbing pain shot through her chest. He didn't smile' only stared intensely at the camera. Bella quickly shifted her eyes over to her other brother. His hair was shorter and cropped, but was the same color as her fathers. His eyes were as well, along with his skin. His wasn't necessarily smiling, but smirking. He reminded Bella of someone; both of them did. While the one on the left reminded her of Edward, the one on the right reminded her of Jacob. Arch enemies.
The girl in the middle...she was Bella's polar opposite twin. She had all her same bodily features, but her hair was like their mothers; long, straight, and white. And her eyes were ice blue, not brown. She looked shy and guarded in the picture. Bella was liked that, not anymore.
"It's alarming, how much you look like your father." She jumped as Charlie spoke. His eyes shifted from her to her father quickly. "What do you mean? I don't look that much like him." Charlie smirked at her. "Bella, go look at yourself in the mirror."
She furrowed her brows, but complied nonetheless. She jogged up the stairs, ignoring the pain in her chest. SHe walked into the bathroom and gasped.
Her hair.
Her eyes.
Both different.
Her hair was much longer and wavier, seeing as it hit the bottom of her butt in loose, curly tendrils. Her eyes seemed wider and more alert as the color had changed from brown to reddish auburn, but that wasn't the biggest change. She was at least ten inches taller...maybe twelve. Her boobs grew into, at least, a DD and her ass was larger in a pleasant way. She was leaner; more lithe. She also had more curves. She stared in disbelief at her new body.
"Charlie!" Bella yelled. She stormed down the stairs in a flurry. She opened her mouth to speak, but Charles beat her to it, "The reason behind your sudden change is because of a deal me and your father made. The deal was that when you begin to realize who and what you are, you would change back into your natural body." She looked at him blankly before asking, "How tall am I exactly?"
Charlie stared at her before saying, "Eh, 6"4, 6"5?"
Bella stared at him for a few minutes before saying, "I'm gonna leave, ok?" Charlie nodded and went back into the kitchen. Bella walked out to her father's house a into her Lexus. Her boobs were pushed up as she zoomed to her house. She grumbled as she went inside. California leaped up and growled at her.
"Cali! Cali, it's me, Bella!" Bella urged. California cautiously walked toward her and sniffed. Suddenly, Cali leaped up and licked her face. Bella laughed and stroked her big white dog.
For the last few hours, Bella's been spending time with her buddy, Cali. "You'll never let me down, will you" Cali barked and panted. Bella laughed at her. She stood up from the floor and went to her closet. She had found a lacy black bra and thong set that still fit so she slide that on, along with her, "I didn't trip, I was just checking gravity" black undershirt. Her dark washed, high-waisted thigh shorts went along well with her black hook, sneaker wedge. She didn't bother doing anything to her hair, so she just put on some mascara and eyeliner with a little bit of lip gloss.
"Damn," Bella smirked at herself in the mirror, "I look good!"
"But where do I go looking this good?" Bella thought for a while before grinning.
Time to take a stroll through La Push.