Bella:
"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING, DAD? SEX WITH AFUCKING PROSTITUTE!"
Edward's face visibly pales when he hears Emmett.
"Don't worry, his anger will be directed at Carlisle." I try to reassure him.
"O-ok…I…I'm j-just sc-scared. A-about meeting m-my, uh, b-brother. L-like th-this." Edward stutters.
Alice comes over to us, giving Edward a big smile, before opening the front door. We walk into the living room, and I'm utterly shocked at the sight.
Carlisle is sat on one of the sofas, while Emmett is standing over, shouting at him and pointing his finger in his face. Esme is sat as far away as possible from Carlisle, and I can see tears running down her face. I don't think I've ever Esme cry before. Queen Bee for Bitch is sat on a different sofa, seemingly just watching what's happening instead of actually do anything. Well, heaven forbid she were to break a nail, or something.
"Emmett, meet your brother, Edward." Alice shouts, turning all attention to us. I think with all the shouting they hadn't heard us enter.
"H-hi…" Edward mutters, looking at his feet instead of Emmett.
"Hey little brother." Emmett grins, walking over to Edward before embracing him in a man hug. "Despite having a prat of a father, you seem to have turned out well. From what I've heard." Emmett adds.
"Language, Emmett." Esme reprimands, though only half-heartedly.
"But he is a prat, ma!" Emmett protests. "Are you disagreeing with that?"
"I never said I was; I would just prefer you wouldn't use such crude language." Esme tells him. "Anyway, Edward, honey, how was your first day at school?" I'm in awe of how easily Esme has accepted Edward. He's the result of her husband cheating on her, yet she so happily welcomes him.
"I-it was, um, a-alright?" Edward says, though it sounds more like a question.
"Good, did you make any new friends?" Esme smiles, ignoring the fact her other son is currently giving his father death glares.
"U-uh, sorta. I sup-suppose." Edward looks down, seemingly not liking having all the attention on him. Alice, Edward and I take seats, then, and I unfortunately end up being sat next to Queen Bee for Bitch.
"So, you used to live in New York, I heard?" Emmett asks Edward, breaking the tension. Edward just nods in response. "What was it like there?" Emmett continues.
"I d-didn't re-really like it. C-crowds, um, m-make me anx…anxious." Edward's fiddling with some piece of jewellery in his hands. "I-I'm s-s-sorry. I've r-ruined you're…you're f-family."
"No, no you haven't. It wasn't your fault, none of this was." Esme says reassuringly.
"It's not your fault Carlisle couldn't keep it in his pants." Emmett adds.
"So I'm just 'Carlisle' to you, now? Not your father? Yes, I made a mistake, but what more can I do than apologise?" Carlisle asks, sounding both annoyed and upset with his son.
"You could have owned up before! Or just not fucked some whore!" Emmett shouts.
"I think you should try calm down a bit, babe." Queen Bee says, making me want to vomit. I settle for just gagging a little.
"Calm down? My father cheated on my mother, how do you expect me to calm down?" Emmett's still angry, but he refrains from shouting and Queenie. "Look, Rosie, I'm just mad at the moment." Emmett tells her in a more soothing voice.
"Emmett, I don't think calling Edward's mother a 'whore' is such a good idea." Esme says, breaking up the love fest going on next to me.
"S-she w-was, though. A pro-prostitute. S-she did-didn't c-care for m-me." Edward adds.
"I'm sure she did, honey." Esme is so motherly by nature, I'm sure she already thinks of Edward as her own.
"I kn-know she…s-she didn't. I d-don't mi-mind, though." My heart breaks. Just a little. How can a mother not love their child? Poor, poor Edward. I just wanna give him a hug, you know. Try and do something to put a smile on his face.
"Every mother should love their child, not matter what the circumstances are." Esme says, which that nurturing look in her eyes, which you just know means she thinks of Edward as her son.
Just then, Carlisle's pager goes off, saying he has to go into the hospital. He's Forks' best surgeon, and so he's needed after there's a car accident. Once he leaves, Esme goes into the kitchen to make some food. Emmett goes and sits by Edward to talk to him while Alice comes over to me.
"That went…alright." Alice sighs happily. Even though Emmett shouted at Carlisle quite a bit, he seems accepting of Edward.
"Why? Scared my boyfriend was going to be mean to your brother? You know he wouldn't do that." Queen Bee sneers.
"Or maybe she was just worried about how Edward would react to everything?" I reply. I would sneer at her too, but I have no idea how to sound sassy. Even though both Alice and I dislike Bitch, Alice can't really say as much to her, since she's considered family to her.
"Already getting your claws into him?" Queenie asks, adding on a sarcastic laugh.
"What, you jealous?" I smirk at her. What, she's mean! She deserves it!
Queen Bee huffs, before flipping her hair over her shoulder and marching off to Emmett. She won't tell him what happened, since Em and I are friends, and he wouldn't want anyone being mean to me.
"You go girlfriend!" Alice squeals, giving me a high five.
"Please, promise me you'll never say that ever again!" We both start laughing at each other, making Edward look a little scared at us. "Oh! How did it go with the cowboy?" I ask, remembering Jasper from earlier today.
"Cowboy? Just because he's from Texas." Alice tuts, mocking hurt.
"He was wearing frickin' cowboy boots!" I reply, while Alice rolls her eyes at me.
"Anyway, things went great with Jasper and me. He told me about his parents, Emma and David, and his younger sister Charlotte. And then he said he thought I was really pretty, and then he called me a pixie, and then he said my hair reminded him of the oil from the ranch-" I cut Alice of at this point.
"Ranch? You got yourself a cowboy! And oil hair? Is that an insult or a compliment?" I chuckle, while Alice scowls.
"Who's got themselves a cowboy?" Emmett asks, making me receive an even bigger scowl from Alice. Oops.
"No one." Alice replies calmly.
"Then why was Bella talking about a cowboy?" Emmett looks so confused, bless him.
"I…I was talking about a cowboy…a cowboy…toy? Like, you know, Woody. From Toy Story." I receive an elbow in the ribs for my diabolical lying.
"Bell, we've always known you can't lie for shit." Emmett says in the most serious voice it just makes me laugh a lot.
"Well, it was either my excellent lying skills, or being murdered by Alice." Ow. Yep, that'll leave a bruise. A small, Alice shaped hand mark on my arm.
"So it's Alice's cowboy? What's his real name?" Emmett asks, while Alice blushes. Alice is actually blushing? Gasp.
"Jasper." I tell him, since Alice seems incapable of speaking.
"Why were you calling him a cowboy, then?" Emmett says; laughing a bit as Alice hides her face in her hands.
"Because he used to live on an oil ranch in Dallas in Texas and he was wearing cowboy boots today!" I burst out, while Emmett laughs and Edward laughs at my outburst. I even catch Queen Bee crack a small smile.
"He's not a cowboy!" Alice shouts.
"Who's not a cowboy?" Esme asks, entering the room.
There's a large groan by Alice, followed by an 'ow' from me. Ah well, it was totally worth it.
A/N: What did you think of Emmett's reaction to Edward and Carlisle? :P
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P.S. To the guest reviewer: Thank you for your review, I'm glad you liked my take on Jasper! As for how the prostitute knew Edward was Carlisle's well... you will find out, just in a later chapter :) Hope that answers all your questions! :)