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I sat there in Jaspers car, a small SUV, hating myself for agreeing to meet Seth's family. I was glaring at out the windshield as Jasper drove Seth and me to a small café in Forks. Jasper had offered to drive us as he couldn't stand the alluring aroma from the human that was intoxicating every vampire in the Cullen's house. We drove through the quite roads of Forks town centre with ease, but the tension in the car was far from relaxing. Before we had left I had changed from my sweats and hoodie and into my black day-dress Alice had bought for me. It fitted nicely and it suited my figure.

"I still think this is a bad idea," declared Jasper when he stopped at a red traffic light. He also thought that it was foolish for me to meet Seth's parents.

"You and me both," I muttered under my breath, fully aware both Seth and Jasper could hear me. I heard Seth sigh from the backseat. His sigh could have been from the shortage of space he had but I knew it was a sigh of frustration.

"Come on, they'll love you! And if they don't I give you the right to drain them of all their blood. Scout's honour!" declared Seth with a fake-seriousness trace in his tone. I turned in my seat so I was facing him and saw he was holding up three fingers on his right-hand, his pinky finger was being held down by his thumb. I raised an eyebrow at his weird gesture.

"You were a Scout?" I asked sarcastically. In reply he grinned widely like a young boy who had just done something naughty. I laughed softly at his childish ways, they were very amusing. "You're such a kid," I mumbled in reply and turned back around to gaze out the windshield once again, only to find that we were at the café. I thanked Jasper, took a deep-unnecessary- breath and stepped out of the car. Seth had the car door open for me and took my hand to help me out. I held onto his hand tight as he led me into the café. If I was human I would have pissed my pants long ago. I was holding onto Seth's hand as tight as I could, 'but he's a Werewolf so he'll be ok' I thought.

"It's gonna be ok," Seth whispered so low only I could hear it-as we walked into the café. Seth's parents, Sue and Harry Clearwater, had their backs to the door, leaving two seats vacant directly in-front of them at the small table in the corner of the café. Seth walked up to his father and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. "Hey Dad," he said cheerily. Harry Clearwater looked startled for a moment then wary of my presence but was calmed by a comforting hand placed on his upper-arm belonging to his wife Sue. Harry got up from his seat to welcome his son's open embrace. I stood there slightly perplexed by the strong father/son relationship they had. I never knew my father and at this rate I would probably never know. I smiled slightly at the loving scene of affection in front of me. "Hey Mom," Seth continued to his mother and gave her a quick hug and peck on the check.

As I stood there I could feel Harry's eyes scanning me, looking for some sort of threat. I wasn't here to harm them, I didn't want to be here but I wasn't going to hurt anyone so that I could get my way.

"Mom, Dad," Seth addressed his parents once he took his place to stand beside me "I'd like to introduce you to Lisa. Lisa this is my Mom, Sue, and my Dad, Harry." I felt a nervous-sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach. If I was human I would probably feel the need to run to the ladies. I met Harry's hand that was now in mid-air and shock his hand. His hand-shake was firm but caring. I smiled at him. I then shock Sue's hand. Her hand-shake wasn't as firm as Harry's but it was just as caring.

"It's a pleasure to meet both of you," I smiled a genuine smile at both Sue and Harry. Both of them nodded their heads in acknowledgement to my statement. Neither had said anything directly to me yet. Are they scared? I wondered. Was it something I had said to Leah? Seth took my hand again and led me over to one of the vacant chairs at the small table; he sat me directly in front of Harry. Yay! Seth took a seat beside me, leaving one remaining seat at the table. I looked at it for a second wondering who else was to be seated at the table. Harry was still staring at me and I was starting to feel self-conscious.

That's when Leah walked in. Boy this will be fun, I thought. Leah straight away spotted our table, we must have stood out; three tanned people and a ghostly white person. She glared slightly at me but made her way over o the table. She sat down of the head of the table, in the only vacant chair, after being welcomed and greeted by her parents. There was an awkward silence at the table-everyone waiting for the vampire to say something. Sue was the first to break the unbearable silence.

"So, Lisa, Leah told us you grew up with you Grandmother? And you then went to live with you mother? Why was that?" Sue asked curiously. This suddenly felt more like a police interrogation- and trust me I have been to plenty- than a 'meet the parents' charade. Then again sometimes these situations are very similar. I saw from the side of my eye Leah smirking at me and Seth glaring at Leah. Oh sibling love. Harry was staring at me as was Sue, waiting for my reply. I cleared my throat awkwardly-although there was no need.

"Em, my mother was an Em…" I trailed off, too ashamed of my past to tell Seth's parents about the environment I was exposed to at such a young age.

"Prostitute?" Leah suggested smugly. I stared at her in defeat. I could feel Harry's glare on the side of my face and Sue's shocked expression was hard to miss.

"Dude, what's you problem?" demanded an out-raged Seth. He was gripping the sides of his chair so hard his knuckles had gone white. But Leah didn't get time to answer with a smart remark because Sue questioned me some more.

"What about your father?" Sue asked curiously. There was no way in Hell I was answering that.

"Mom, put two and two together," declared Leah. I seriously loathed that girl; how she was related to Seth I had no idea. Harry coughed awkwardly and Sue had a shocked expression etched on her face as realisation struck her. "Oh-" she mumbled. But Harry interrupted before Sue could go on.

"So how did you become, you know what you are?" asked Harry, this is the first time he had said anything to me and I was unsurprisingly nervous to answer. I hadn't told anyone this secret yet, not even Esme.

"Yes, this is one mystery I think we all would like to solve. How did you really get turned Lisa?" Leah asked slyly. I glared at her with absolute hate.

"Leah please-" Seth started to say, defending me.

"No let her answer for herself, Seth," demanded Leah.

"I would also like to know this," Sue inputted.

"As would I," decided Harry.

"Lisa you don't have to answer-" Seth started reassuringly but he was interrupted by the arrogance of Leah.

"Uh, yes she does!" declared Leah.

"No, she doesn't!" Seth told Leah, his temper rising, as was he. I hated it when he got angry.

"Well why not?" asked Leah, her temper and tone rising. She was now standing to her full height but she still didn't match the height of Seth.

"It's not your place to say what she can and can't say!" Seth defended me.

"Why are you defending her? You know what she is! She is already stinking up the place," shouted Leah, her comment stung. She was right. Why should the Clearwater's accept me into their family?

"She's more like us than anybody else!" Seth yelled. I hated it when he got angry. I had had enough of this arguing.

"No she's-" Leah started.

"Shut it! Both of you! I can't take this anymore! You guys argue louder than me and my own mother ever did," I yelled. I was standing up and both Leah and Seth had sat down in shock at my sudden out-burst. "Both of you need to grow up a bit and just ditch this sibling rivalry! It's such a pain in the back-side! Look Seth I appreciate you taking me to meet your parents and it was lovely to finally be formally introduced to both of you," I said the last part to Harry and Sue, cooling down and lowering my tone so we weren't drawing any unwanted attention from neighbouring tables. I turned then so I was addressing the entire table, but I remained standing.

"Yes, my mother is a prostitute, and no I am not proud of what she is. I don't know who my birth father is, and neither does my mother. She doesn't give a toss about what I am or where I am now! For all she knows I could be dead. I didn't choose this life for myself. I didn't know about what I was- am, when the Cullen's took me in. I despise what I am more than any of you, but I can't change it! As much as I want to I can't! Oh and to answer your question about how I was turned? I was raped by a vampire called Bryan. He broke so many bones and destroyed so many important organs inside of me I was better off dead, but he bit me and left me to fend for myself. So yeah, my life sucks! Oh and don't call me Seth," I stated. I left the table and walked as fast as I could out of the café- at human speed. I ran as fast as I could back to the Cullen's house. I met Esme in the drive-way and welcomed her embrace. I sobbed tearlessly into her shoulder. I let my guard down so that Edward could hear my thoughts and soon enough I had all of the Cullen's engulfing me in the best group hug I have ever been in.

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Seth called me eleven times that evening and another thirteen times that night. He came to the house twice but Emmet told him to get lost and bother some other vampires. I hated hearing Seth down there and not being able to run into his eager arms, but I knew better. It would be foolish to do so. It was three days since my interrogation courtesy of the Clearwater's and I was currently sitting on the couch in the massive living room of the Cullen's house, watching TV with Edward, though neither of us was paying attention. Both of us were deep in thought. I was staring at him curiously. He noticed and turned off the TV then faced me.

"What?" he asked simply putting his legs onto the couch mimicking my usual position-me knees up against my chest held there by my arms with my chin resting on my arms. I had been dying to ask this question since I realised ever since his human visitor came to the house he was out of the house every night and returned just before sunrise. He also fed a lot more than he needed too.

"What have you been up to for the last two nights, really?" I asked him curious for some fresh gossip. His expression quickly went from shock-to worried-to amused. He paused for a moment, thinking about what his answer would be.

"With a friend," he replied smugly. I still wasn't finished.

"Come on Ed- you have no friends!" I told him with a smirk. "Now what's the real reason?" I asked prodding him lightly with my foot. He still had his amused expression.

"Why would you say that? I have plenty of friends!" he defended himself with a hurt expression.

"Like who exactly? Mike Newton?" I laughed. I had been informed by Alice that a guy called Mike in Edward's year in school had a growing crush on his 'lady-friend'. He glared at me, but it wasn't true as I could see the smile playing on his lips.

"Yes, him exactly," he started to laugh with me. His mobile phone started to beep. He had received a text message. His eyes suddenly turned hard as they darted from me and his phone lying on the table. Now who would be texting my friend-less housemate Edward? "Lisa NO!" he yelled because he knew what my next action would be. I jumped from the couch and reached for Edward's iPhone. Fancy. I almost had my hands on it when Edward crashed into my side and threw me across the room. I got up from the floor as if I hadn't been touched and returned Edwards forceful move with a hard rugby tackle over the back of the couch. I was on-top of him, I smirked at him and jumped up and ran as fast as I could towards the phone on the table. I heard Edward get up with ease. He wasn't giving up and I knew he'd get to the table before me as he was faster and stronger than me. I made a split second decision.

"EMMET!" I yelled and as if Emmet was waiting to be summoned-he darted into the room and ran straight into Edward. Both Edward and Emmet were shoved across the room at the force of the blow. Now I had a clear run to the phone. "Thank Em!" I called over to him as I picked up the phone. Emmet had Edward pinned to the floor. I went over and sat on Edwards legs and Emmet sat on Edwards chest-forbidding Edward from moving let alone escaping the torture he was about to endure courtesy of Emmet and Lisa.

"Hmm-" I started to say as I unlocked the iPhone. "One new message from the one. The only! Isabella Swan!" I declared pausing after each sentence for dramatic effect. Emmet started to laugh.

"Dude, you're my brother!" Edward pleaded with Emmet to release him, so he could retrieve his phone. Emmet smirked.

"Sorry man, I know Rose will want to know what it says- wait isn't she at home. ROSE!" Emmet called out to his wife and she came in to the living-room with a smirk on her face. Following her was Jasper and Alice. I doubt Esme and Carlisle find this as amusing as the 'younger generation' did.

"Oh my God-" Edward started to say.

"Edwardo," I interrupted in a formal tone. "I can't stop thinking about you. I miss being in your arms. I wish you could be with me now. I love you so much!" I tried to quote formally but my giggling over-came me. I a-long with the rest of the vampires –bar Edward- burst into fits of laughter. Edward was fuming. If he could he would have gone purple with rage.

"Dude, she's a poet!" Emmet stated dramatically. Edward glared at him and I threw Edward his phone. It landed beside his head. He was so angry-if he were human he would be blind at this point.

"It's a message from the phone company you twat," I snickered and both Emmet and I jumped off of him. Emmet ran out of the room and out the back door. I followed him out of the room but headed out the front door at vampire speed. I flung the door open and darted out. I was still running but I turned my head to look back to see if Edward was following me when I hit something hard. I let out a squeal as I bounded into a large-hard- muscular guy. Both me and the guy fell onto the ground, he let out a small but cute grunt as we hit the floor. I lay on top of the man for a moment-stunned and embarrassed as to who I had just ran into. His brown eyes were looking at me intently.

"Seth?" I chocked.

Ohh cliff-hanger…sorta…anyways R&R C=