I really like this story, I just wish it was more popular? Yay, for my first two reviewers who probably forgot about this story! D': I'm sorry... *Bows Head In Shame*
Here, it is though!:D
Brady P.O.V.
"BRADY! WHERE'S NATALIE?" Mom yelled, running her hair through her curly hair, frantically trying to smooth the poofyness.
I laughed and grabbed my baby sister from the floor where she was playing and called out, "She's playing right here in my room!"
"Oh, thank you so much, Bray! I've been looking for her for forever!" She huffed.
Shaking my head, I adjusted Natalie on my hips and replied, "Mom you should be resting as much as possible, you know that!"
She glared at me. "Nothing is wrong with me, Brady! Now are you dressed yet for Claire's birthday party?" She sighed, smoothing out her dress.
"Yeah. I wonder if Quil will even let us near her? Her Mom should have thought better than to take her for a year to visit her Father. Quil's been so distracted and depressed lately, thank God she's back," I groaned.
Mom remained quiet, rubbing her head, "Are you really wearing that to her birthday party at Carol's house? Aren't you cold?"
Before I could answer, the door bell rang. "No, I'm not cold, Mom. You should know that, here," I handed her Natalie, "Rest a while before we leave. You look tired."
"Okay, I think I- Oh, Natalie! Baby, why did you drool on your outfit!" she exclaimed as she walked out of my room.
By the time I got to the door, Austin had already opened the door. It was Paul, who -thank God- hasn't imprinted on my sister. All of the wolves have gotten a chance to meet her, now all I have to do is wait and see if the other future wolves will imprint on her. Oh God.
"Yo, short stuff! Is your mom ready? Your Old Man is giving the rest of us a hard time about time!" he exasperated.
I glowered at him, "Your not that much taller, stupid. And my mom is changing Natalie's outfit, tell my dad at least ten more minutes."
He nodded and ran outside into the soft rain.
"Mom," I called, walking into Natalie's nursery. We are supposed to remodel it soon, I doubt it'll happen by her third birthday.
"What?" she asked, adjusting something on Natalie's head. It was a pink head band and... Poor Natalie! Mom put a poofy blue and white dress on her, along with some white legging-looking things on her legs and shiny black baby Mary Jane shoes. Mom even put a white wool baby-cardigan on her.
She was bout to put something else on her, but I quickly grabbed Natalie and her baby bag, "Dad is getting impatient, Mom. Uhm, lets go!"
"Alright, Brady! Sheesh, boy! Calm down! Let me just put on some gloves on her so she won't scratch her face!" she cried, holding up the two mittens.
After a few seconds of silence, I asked, "Did you ever put them on Austin?"
Mom looked away, a pink undertone taking her cheeks. She she shook her head, no.
Scowling playfully, I questioned, "Did you put any on me?"
"Actually, these were your's! Your father hated it when I put them on you because of the little blue jays on the palms! See?" she showed me and I did see.
I groaned, "People probably thought I was a transvestite baby! Did you put me in those silly white dresses, like in the old ages long ago?"
She looked down again, biting her lips; fighting a smile. "We did. They were your dad's dresses though! Grandma Rose always spoke about them and how I should put them on my kids... Which I did! C'mon lets go!" Mom practically ran to the car, trying not to step in puddles accumulating by the porch.
Why would she wear a dress and high heels, when she knows it's always raining in Forks, which is where Carol lives. Idiots are alway confusing La Push weather with Forks weather. It's sunny at least three times a week here and cloudy with sprinkling rain the rest of the days.
I ran to the car, too, covering Natalie in my chest so she wouldn't get sick. Paul was nice enough to open the door for me.
He along with Sam and Austin's girlfriend where carpooling with us. Leah, Jared and Quill where, obviously, already there. Leah because she was Claire's cousin, Quil because of the damn imprint and Jared beca-actually, I have no idea why he was there first.
Kim was supposed to come, too, but she got sick with the flu. Jared's been going crazy over her, so it's kind of weird that he's going to the party.
I strapped Natalie in her baby seat and then we were off.
The scent of Mom's perfume along with Austin's girlfriend's, Brielle's perfume, it was like a gas chamber in here! With our heightened senses, it was even worse.
Fucking Austin is so lucky he hasn't phased yet, but he is going to, oh yes he is.
After what seemed like hours, we finally made it to Forks and the small house that belonged to Carol and Claire. Sam, Paul and I were the first one's out, Dad following soon after.
We were all breathing heavily and my mom, Brielle, and Austin glared at us.
"Unca Bray! Pawl, Sammy!" screamed a cute, 3-year old running towards us.
Quil was running right after her, pleading, "Claire-Bear! It's raining! Go inside, please!"
The funny thing was, she never listened top him. Sure, whenever someone else asked her to do, or in this case not do, she would listen right away, but nope. Not with Quil.
She screamed louder, once he caught up to her and grabbed her in his arms. She was squirming in his grasp, as he greeted us, "Hey guys! Come inside, there's tons of food!"
"Qwuil! Lem'me go! There's a baby! A girl, too! She's pwetty!" Claire squealed, managing to jump from Quil's arms to my mother, who was holding a sleeping Natalie tightly in her arms.
"Monica!" exclaimed a very pregnant Carol.
She and her husband must've gotten busy on their visit. Carol's husband, Gustavo, was one of Dad's old pack mates. He isn't home very often because he works in the house marketing business internationally. It's kind of a scary thought that he might divorce Carol and leave Claire, since he didn't imprint on her. That would devastate both of them along with Quil because of Claire and the baby on the way.
Quil says he hears them fighting when he patrols around there, in front of Claire, too.
"Carol!" Mom replied, not as enthusiastic.
"Why are ya'll out here? It's almost gonna be pouring! Come on inside! The whole gang is in there!" she motioned all of us inside.
She wasn't kidding when she said the whole gang; Harry and Sue were inside, so were Jacob, Sarah and Rebecca, even Embry's mom, Quil's grandfather, Collin Rue's dad and pregnant mom, Sam's dad and Paul's folks, too. Everyone was here, even some of Carol or Gustavo's sisters and brothers, I think, maybe they were friends. It seems that Jared didn't make it.
"Hello, Everyone," Mom said brightly. Dad saw some the stranger men looking at my mom and immediately, put his arm around his wife and daughter.
"Hi," he practically growled.
Harry, Quil Senior, Billy, Gabe (Collin's Dad), Paul (Sam's Dad) and Sam (Paul's Dad) all started laughing. Gustavo punched my dad on the shoulder and laughed, "Calm down, Damon! They're much too young for your wife, all three of them barely twenty," he murmured.
"Okay! All the men; To the basement!" Carol suggested loudly, rubbing her stomach.
All of the women nodded excitedly, "Can you guys take care of the kids, please?" Mom asked, silently commanding us.
Sam, Paul, Leah, Jared, Quil and I shrugged, "Okay," we chorused at different times.
"You can go inside Claire's Playroom, she has tons of games and... Quil has left his plastics in there, too." Carol smiled, slightly glaring at Quil. Obviously, she didn't like him that much.
She hated the thought that Claire didn't need her anymore and would always prefer Quil instead of her, ever since her eyes made contact with his. Hell, I'd be pissed, too.
Jacob and Embry wandered their way into the living room and were watching television, laughing it up and seeming to have the time of their lives. It's going to be sad when they phase, they won't be able to laugh like they used to, not until they imprint.
All of us gave each other knowing looks, in about two or three years, they won't be the same. They'll never be.
Breaking the ice, Leah smiled at the younger kids, while in a baby voice squealed, "Seth, Collin, Claire? Lets go play!"
Seth rolled his eyes at Collin, who in turn smirked. She clearly doesn't understand that they aren't little kids, but they aren't teens, yet. It's an awkward age to be in.
Claire's playroom was pink and filled with doll houses and a medium sized flat screen television in the far corner. Collin and Seth went straight towards there, while the rest of us humored Claire.
The party didn't end until 8:30 p.m. It's barely 2:47. Today's going to be a long day and then we have to patrol later on. Ugh.
"Bray! Pwease put on the yeller dress! Leah, you can be my pwincess, Imma be the knight and Quil can be the dwagon!" She gasped, "SAM CAN BE THE HORSIE!"
Oh God.
Brady's Mom-Monica P.O.V.
Carol sat down on her bed, as the girls and I sat in a circle, in comfortable seats she had set out for us earlier.
Her eyes were red and puffy, silently she croaked out, "Girls, I am so confused. I'm... losing him."
Sarah gasped, "No, hon, I don't think so. He may not have imprinted on you, but I do know he loves you!"
"Exactly," Sue smiled, "How else would you be carrying his child again?"
Carol shook her head, "N-No, I practically threw my best stuff at him and nothing! Am I losing my sex-appeal? Are the bags under my eyes taking up my entire face? What does he want! I'm scared. He can still imprint, even if he's not phasing anymore! Living in fear that he might imprint on a younger woman with perkier breast than mine, a tighter ass, a wrinkle-less face, better features than mine, scares me!"
I put an arm around her shoulders and held her tightly to me, while my left arms was supporting Natalie's head, "It'll work out, Carol. Your not losing him. He wouldn't dare leave Claire, I'm sure. At least you have that going, along with the new baby!"
Her tear streamed face, met my gaze, "It's going to be another girl. Why can't I give him a son? We were pregnant before, you know. When we left to visit Claire's grandmother. I was going to have a boy, but I had a miscarriage. Years before, even Claire, we were pregnant with a son, also. Obviously, he didn't survive, either," she finished bitterly.
"What's so important about having a boy?" asked Jasmine, who was also pregnant. (Collin's Mom)
"Gustavo is the only child of his family and his parents were only children, too. The point of having a son is, that he will carry on the family gene better than Claire ever could. She'll be carrying Quil's genes, not enough of mine or Gustavo's will be passed down through our daughter. I just can't stop thinking that he's cheating on me, too!" she sobbed, clutching her stomach.
Gasping, Karen (Paul's Mom), exhaled, "What? No way, that's impossible! He is married to you, not anybody else, you."
I took hold of Carol's hand, "She's right, Care. He loves you, he isn't married to anyone else."
"He's not here helping me raise Claire, more than half of the time. He only slept with me because it was our anniversary. I heard him talking in the dead night to a someone. H-He's not mine anymore. He's always asking about Jay and Adrian. I asked him who they were, one time and he lashed out on me!"
Everyone in the small bedroom froze. No, no, no, no! No! Please, no!
I felt my eyes glisten with tears. He did imprint. I'll kill him! I really will. Why? Why did this happen? Why to Carol? Poor Claire.
All of the women in the room, by now we were all crying with silent tears streaming down our faces. Carol was shuddering into a pillow, staining it with makeup, no doubt.
All of us huddle together and hugged our crying friend. She didn't deserve this, nobody did.
Claire P.O.V.
Quil was getting boring! All of them fell asleep and Collin and Seth won't play with me.
I went running downstairs to the basement, I'm gonna go play with Daddy. He's always there for me when Mommy isn't. He's my best friend and he told me he would take me far away from here if I asked.
I don't wanna leave Quil alone, though. And I never will. He's gonna be my groom and I'm gonna be his wife when I grow up.
The basement was only a few steps away, I heard my Daddy talking and waited for him to finish.
"Guys... I... I imprinted," he said, loud and clear.
"On who?" Billy hollered, his hands were balled into big fists.
"Not on Carol. Her name is Jay... and, we have a son and daughter together. I'm going to divorce Carol. I can't be without Jay and our children. She's also pregnant with another child of mine," I heard him say.
In that instant, I hated him. Slowly, I backed up into the house. Instantly, the warmth covered my body.
I liked the feeling. But inside, I felt stupid and dumb and like-like nothing! My Dad- he was leaving me and Mommy. What about my little sister?
He didn't want her. Or Mommy... Or me. Why doesn't he want us? I bet we're prettier than those other people. His other family. The one he never bother to tell even me about.
Once, I reached the living room where Jacob and Embry were watching t.v. I crawled right next to them on the couch. They didn't notice me. Why would they?
I have to grow up without a daddy. Not even my baby sister will have one. Mommy will have to work and leave us in a day care, like dad-he did when Grandpa got sick and she had to go visit him in Idaho.
He probably went with the old hag when he left me there. He left me alone!
If he can leave me... Everyone can! Quil's gonna leave me! Mommy's gonna leave me! Nana Lilian (Carol's Mother) is gonna leave me! Grandpa Joseph(Carol's Father) is gonna leave me! Grandma Ruth(Gustavo's Mother) is gonna leave me! Grandpa Gus (Gustavo's Father) is gonna leave me, too!
I'm not important enough for a daddy! I don't deserve one! I can't have one! I never want one! I hate them and everyone who has one!
Aw, so after SO long... I finally updated this story! This chapter didn't take a little bit, either! Almost 3 hours! For 2,870 characters! I hope you guys enjoy and please review? Is it moving slow? Will there be enough drama for you(;