When I left almost 3 years ago, Forks was rainy and gray. Today, I come back, and it's completely the same. It's like Forks never changed and I'm picking up my life here just as I had left it. Christopher and Olivia didn't let me call home so I had no clue how she was. Christopher had called her for me, informing her of my arrival and where I would now be living. The Hale Estate was shut down. It was still for me but I didn't want to step foot in that place. Not after everything I now know went down.
Lighting up a cigarette, I sat down on the couch inside the lobby of our own little private airport place. Olivia hated people going through her stuff at the airports so she had built one in every place she went to constantly. Forks being one.
"Mr. Hale?" A shy voice called my attention. I turned to see the girl that was sitting by the counter looking down at me. "Mrs. Cullen is here for you."
Mrs. Cullen? Had she married that kid? The one she used to play with when she was little and who was attached to her side after they had realized playing dolls was lame? Hm, the Hales and Garvins would we excited to hear the news.
I stood up, grabbing my duffel bag from the coffee table, and made my way to the exit where my sister, the new Mrs. Cullen, waited for me in a red convertible BMW. A cute kid with wavy blond hair sat in his car seat, sound asleep. Who's kid? Rosalie sat in the front seat, looking at her reflection in the rear view mirror.
"Rosalie. Long time." I got into the passenger side. Men came out of the Hale Port and asked Rosalie to open the trunk, which she did. They threw my suitcases in, shut the trunk and left me alone with my little sister and the kid.
"Jasper." She said my name with so much anger, I thought she was going to punch me.
We didn't say anything as she drove us back to the Cullen Mansion where I would be staying until my place in Settle is finished.
"How was your flight?" She asked, the anger in her voice before was now gone. It was just as polite and sweet as I remembered it.
"Good."
She nodded, stopping at the light. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and stepped on the gas although the light wasn't green.
"Reckless driving will only get you a ticket." I told her, earning me a scowl from her.
"Shut up. You have more speeding tickets than everyone in Forks."
"Regardless. You have a child on board."
She slowed down. "Speaking of which." She turned into the market, parking her car near the entrance. "I'll be right back." She walked off inside, leaving me in the car with the baby.
Since she was away from view, I scrambled over to the back, sitting next to the kid. He stirred in his seat, brushing his nose and sighing contently. He had on a little black hat over his blond hair and a navy blue wool coat to protect him from the wind. He looked so much like an angel with his cherubic features. Chubby cheeks, indents where I knew his dimples were, and a cute button nose. He kind of looked like Rose did when she was a baby. Wait. Rose couldn't have had a baby. She's a baby herself! She's only 17.
The little boy yawned, sticking out his pink tongue before opening his eyes. I gasped when he turned to look at me with those deep blue eyes that without a doubt will turn violet when he grew up. His eyes were a replica of Rosalie's.
He blinked. Then, his lips broke out into an amazing and dazzling smile. I stared, completely fascinated with this little boy.
"He has your smile. Esme said he's just like you except he looks like me." Rosalie said, startling me. "How do you feel about watching a movie tonight?"
I looked at my sister, someone who I barely knew now. "I'd love it."
She nodded, getting back in her car and onto the road. "Great."
