Hey everyone, it's me again, i bet you thought you saw the last of me didnt you well you were WRONG hahahahaha. BtW this is very short and dont cry about it at least i'm writing, so yeah have fun

Once again Twilight doesn't belong to me

Luke's pov

The man holding me was ridiculously tall with bulging muscles and deep golden eyes that held mine even though he wasn't looking at me. His eyes were locked with Esme's, he was looking at her as though he knew her this made me angry, she was mine, MINE. The man dropped me onto the floor and embraced Esme. Jealousy flooded my system as she hugged him back, that should be me.

"Emmett!" she sighed

"Sorry I'm late." he whispered in her ear "Did IT touch you Mum?" she nodded and visibly crumpled into his arms once again A draft washed through the room and then another pair of arms was around Esme they were small, thin and belonged to a short girl with spiked black hair. Another two pairs joined the others already wrapped around her belonging to a red haired boy and a brown haired girl, then a blonde girl joined her long elegant arms draped around Esme.

There was a loud noise from the window caught my attention, turning slowly I was beginning to feel the most dread I had ever felt. Standing illuminated in the window was a man with blonde hair he looked livid, like he was ready to snap me in half. He crossed the room in several long strides and scattered the children pulling Esme into an embrace. Jealousy overflowed in me and I roared and sprang at the couple but I was immediately pulled back and knocked to the floor by the boy with the red hair who then proceeded to sit on me. I struggled under his weight whilst I watched the man kiss my Esme and hold her close as I wanted to but it was not to be, not right now.

It seemed that I had managed to anger these perfect strangers and they all stood now and glared at me with their strange iridescent eyes finally Esme spoke in a voice filled with happiness "Luke," she said "This is my family." I gasped I could now see subtle resemblances between all of the teenagers and this strange man who had just buried his head in Esme's hair and refused to move it, his evidently strong arms wrapped protectively around her.

"This is Edward and Bella, Emmett and Rosalie, Alice and my husband Carlisle."

OKay that is it i guess,

Bye everyone

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