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Mistakes-mine.

Chapter 3

"So, tell me the 411," she asked, as I was driving down the road.

"The what?"

She sighed. "Information Daddy D. If I'm going to live with you, I need to know important stuff about your fam."

"I already told you not to call me that. It's Carlisle."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

As annoyed as I was, I smiled just a bit at her tone. "You know, you remind me a bit of my son Edward. You both have similar characters. Boy, that's gonna be fun to watch."

"Great," she muttered sarcastically. "I really look forward to have another male in the house who I can fuck around with."

Seeing the shocked look on my face she once again rolled her eyes. "You know I didn't mean that literally."

I nodded. "Yeah. Although I shouldn't be surprised. He does have a bit of a...reputation."

She grinned. "Don't tell me you have a bad boy living under your roof?"

"Yes. Unfortunately, he got that from his father. "

"From you?"She asked, chuckling. "I just can't imagine you being a bad boy. Now, I'm really starting to look forward to meeting your family. What about your wife? You do have one, right?"

"Yes. Her name is Esme."

"So...how did you two meet?"

"She moved into my building, and needed some help with moving her furniture. Thankfully, I was there at the right time, and the right moment. And the rest, is as they say, is history."

She gave a fake snore, suddenly lifting her head,rubbing her eyes before saying,"Damn,I hope I wasn't snoring, because that was one helluva boring story."

I smiled. The girl's got some humor, that's for sure. "Sorry it wasn't after your own appetite."

Few moments later, I suddenly realized I never once asked her about her name.

"Hey,I just now realized that I never once asked what your name is."

"It's Jennifer," she answered quickly. A bit too quickly.

"You know, you're not the only one who can tell when someone is lying. Now truth, please."

"Fine. It's...Izz."

"That's not a name."

"It is...that's my name."

"It's a nickname.I need the whole name. I'm not asking for much, am I?"

She bit her lip, but answered. "No."

"You can trust me." I vowed.

"Isabella," she finally whispered. "I'm Isabella."

I smiled. "That's a nice name."

"No, it's not," she said, her good mood gone entirely, turning her head away from me.

"Well," I said softly," I like it."

"So...here we are."

We both quickly got out of the garage, closing its doors, before walking closer to the house.

A light was on, and I knew for sure that at least Esme was home.

"I know this is a weird request, but can you stay here for a moment or two before..."

A mocking smirk."Before you tell your wife you've brought me here?"

"Yes."

"Go," is the only thing she said.

BPOV

What the hell was I thinking when I said yes to Carlisle? Or, right, I wasn't thinking! The only thing why I said yes was because of the money. I mean 500 000 dollars. I could do a lot of shit with it. Buy myself a small place of my own, finally be able to finish high school, maybe even enroll myself in college. All of that sounded pretty fucking great in my head then. But now, all I wanted to do is leave. Run away. The wind picked up and as much as I told him I'll stay outside, I was fucking freezing my ass off. I couldn't stay here anymore, so I slowly opened the door. The first thing I heard was yelling. It was obvious his wife was not too happy that he brought some stranger home. And let's be real, who would?

Just as I was approaching what looked like the living room, the yelling increased.

"Carlisle, what the hell were you thinking?!Picking up a complete stranger from the street and bringing her here without knowing anything about her! Not even her last name? If her parents are even alive?! I know more than anyone that you just tried to help, but only having another girl in the house, no matter how much she reminds you of her, you know she's not nor will ever be...OH! Hello there. I'm Esme, Carlisle's wife. And you are?"

By the look on her blushing face, it was obvious she was embarrassed that I caught her trashing about me.

I shook her hand, taking a deep brave breath."Isabella, but you can call me Bella. It's okay. You don't have to be polite to me. I know what you're thinking, and you're right. Your husband had no right to bring a complete stranger into your house. For all you know, I could be just another thief, or a killer."

"Oh, Bella...Bella is it?"

I nodded.

"I don't think that about you at all. I'm sure you're a great girl..."

Right. I don't know who she was trying to convince here, but it sure wasn't me.

"...it's just my husband here sometimes doesn't think before he reacts, and many times cares a bit more than he should. There is some lasagna on the kitchen table if you're hungry. Help yourself. We'll be right there, we just have to have a little talk before..."

"Too late,"Carlisle muttered, as the sound of doors closing was heard, sound of footsteps getting closer and louder.

"I'm hungry as shit. What's for dinner?"

He stopped right in front of us, looking right at me with a deep frown on his face.

He looked tall, with a short brown messy hair, a few streaks looking like copper, which, I assumed is something that was all natural, and had nothing to do with any chemical products. Something that he got from his mother, but had the same eye color as Carlisle. Unlike Esme, who had brown eyes, just like me.

Looking at him, I could now see why Carlisle had said that he had a reputation. He was attractive, I guess, if you don't include the current pissed look he had on his face.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Edward. Language." Carlisle warned.

"Sorry. What I meant is: Who the hell are you?"

Carlisle sighed but said nothing.

I gave him my fake, polite smile before saying, "I'm Bella, nice to meet you Assward."

Both Esme and Carlisle tried to hide their smile by coughing, but did a poor job of disguising it.

"You were right Carlisle, this will be fun." Esme answered.

"It's Edward, not Assward," he hissed, before running upstairs to what I assumed was his room and closed the door with a loud thud.

You finally got to meet Edward. So, what do you think?