Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the song Take a Chance on me.
A/N: I do not have a Beta and I'm too lazy to read over my work, so sorry in advance for what I'm sure will be numerous grammar mistakes and probably some missing/wrong words in places.
So, a couple things in case some of you didn't know: I went back and did some very minor edits to the previous chapters; nothing major. You don't even need to go back and re-read if you don't want to. I just made enough changes to allow for the new pairing that was voted on. Also, in case no one noticed, this pairing is now Bella/Tanya/Kate/Irina; Bella/Denali sisters. All four of them are together. I don't predict this story being that long… but all I have planned at this moment is the pairing and all of them living happily ever after, so I really don't know how long it will end up being.
Also, the song that gave me inspiration for this story no longer plays a part in the story... in case anyone cared.
"So, um, can we go inside?" I nervously asked since Tanya hadn't moved away from me.
Tanya gave me a sheepish look and took a step backwards, she took her hands off my face and instead grabbed my hands. She took a deep sigh and then started to talk.
"I'm sorry, but there's still a little more to tell." Tanya said with a nervous look.
"What more could there be?" I asked, feeling a since of dread. It couldn't be bad news, but I wasn't sure how much more 'good' news I could take. I needed time to deal with everything that had happened. It was like I was in shock and I just wanted to go home and deal with everything that's happened today.
"Well, to keep with the honesty and revealing streak I've started, I would feel horrible if I didn't tell you everything." Tanya said, procrastinating. I gave her a look that told her I wanted her to tell me what more she had to say. I took my hands out of hers and crossed them over my chest as I waited for her to talk. She looked a little dejected when I removed my hands, but she didn't comment about it. "There's something very important that I still need to tell you." Tanya said.
"What um, what is it?" I said, almost shaking from how nervous I was to hear what she had to say.
"It's not just me who's your mate." Tanya said, confusing me further.
I felt my eyebrows scrunch in confusion and I barely stopped my head from tilting to the side in confusion. I wasn't sure what to make of what she said. I wasn't sure if I should be worried, afraid or anything of feeling that was similar.
"What?" I asked.
Before Tanya could answer, I saw her two sisters, really her coven mates, move to stand beside her after Tanya took another step backwards. The three women stood closely together and gave me their entire focus. If I wasn't so confused about what was happening, I would have blushed from their stare and intense focus on me.
"You see, I've been a little greedy." Tanya said, looking a little ashamed.
"More like a selfish brat." Kate muttered, almost making me smile.
"This would have been better if we had just ignored Alice." Irina grumbled. "I can't believe a thousand year old coven leader let just a decades old vampire boss her around."
"That is not what happened and you know it." Tanya growled as she glared at the other blonde.
"Either you man up and correct the mistake before Bella leaves because we are making her more confused, or I'll tell her in a way that I know you won't approve of." Kate said with a serious look that just didn't seem right on her face.
"No you wouldn't." Irina chastised. "You wouldn't do anything to make Bella uncomfortable."
"Doesn't take the fact away that Tanya needs to fix her mistake." Kate said with a small sneer, probably annoyed that she was being called out.
I watched them banter back and forth and felt my worry escalate. I was starting to get an idea of what they wanted to tell me. I didn't want to know because I was worried about exactly what it was they were avoiding telling me. I was worried about my mental health in being able to take whatever they told me well. My mind could only handle being told so many life changing things and not have time to deal with any of it.
"Just tell me." I said after I mustered my courage to stop the three ancient vampires from arguing; not necessarily the smartest thing to do considering I'm a human, but I was losing my patience. I didn't like that everyone seemed to be keeping something from me. It wasn't fair and I was tired of it.
"Sometimes, when vampires are very close to each already, like the three of us… things can be different." Tanya said after a sigh.
"The three of us have been together, in every sense of the word, for centuries. We are mates and never once doubted it." Irina said.
"But, even without the doubt, we knew there was something missing." Kate added with a small smile. "We were missing someone."
Those words seemed to cement what it was I was thinking. What I thought they were talking about; the reason all three of them had to be here to tell what it was they were attempting to at the slowest pace ever. I could feel, almost hear, my heart speed up in anticipation and in fear of what they were about to tell me.
"We were missing you, Bella." Tanya said. I saw her hand move slightly forward, as if about to reach out for me, but she stopped herself without reaching too far. "You are our mate and we've waited for too long for you."
Those words caused the world to swarm in on me. The world seemed to sink in on me and it was all I could do to not slump backwards or lose my balance. I had expected that was what they were going to tell me, but I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't.
Just this morning I had a boyfriend, whom I loved. I could see the two us, Edward and I, living for eternity with each other. I was planning our future together. I was thinking of all the different places we could go to once I was turned. I wanted us to have forever with each other; I could see it.
I didn't want to deal with all of this. I couldn't deal with all of this. This was too much information, too much change to deal with. All three of them were looking at me so intensely, their looks filled with so hope, anxiety, fear and, the worst of all, understanding. It was like they were predicting I wouldn't take the news well. I hated to admit it, but, they were right.
"I, I need to go." I said as I side stepped them to get to my truck. I know I had arranged to stay with them for the weekend, it's what everyone was expecting, but I couldn't stay here. If I stayed at the Cullen's, then the Denali's would be there. I couldn't face all my emotions and everything that had happened today with everyone able to listen to me. I knew I was on the verge of a breakdown and I didn't want that to happen when everyone involved could hear. I needed privacy to sort through everything that's happened and all my feelings. There was a lot of hurt feelings to sort through. I need time alone.
"We'll be here when you're ready to talk." Tanya said as they watched me walk to my truck. I didn't even bother going inside to grab the bag I had packed. I had plenty of clothes at home; I wouldn't miss what I had packed. Plus, I really didn't want to have to face the Denali's or Cullen's any more than I had to; so if I could avoid them, I would.
"We'll answer any questions you have." Irina said. "Any at all." She promised.
I couldn't be more thankful at that moment that the truck had been delivered earlier and that Rosalie had been willing to fix it. There was a part of me, in the very back of my head that told me that it was probably Alice who meddled again to have the blonde, or someone for that matter, fix it. Honestly, I didn't really care who fixed my truck; I was just thankful that it was working with all four tires.
"We can be there for you in any way you want us to be." Kate said as I climbed into the truck. "Even if you just want to yell at us." She said right before I slammed the door shut.
Her promise made me pause for just a moment before I started the truck to leave. I was shocked she made that promise. No one had ever offered to be the proverbial punching bag for me before. Edward had always avoided arguments. He would usually just give me a look that made me feel stupid for whatever it was I was feeling that had started the argument and changed the subject. If that didn't work, then he would just leave saying that I needed time to realize that what I was thinking was childish and foolish. But, these three women, they were willing to let me vent. I hated to admit it, but I might actually take them up on it.
But at the moment, I didn't want to even see them, much less talk to them. For how thankful, even grateful for the offer, but I couldn't take them up on it right now. I wanted to be alone and I wanted to sort out everything I was feeling.
I did my best to make sure I didn't look in the mirror as I sped off; I didn't want to see the Cullen house and then start to regret leaving the way I was. I was practically running away, no matter how justified it was. I was running away without confronting them; without asking for their, for Alices', side of the story. I wanted to hear her side, why she did what she did behind my back. Why she suddenly decided to allow fate to play its' hand. I was running away from more confrontation and I didn't care; I knew I couldn't handle it. More importantly though, I didn't want to risk seeing the Denali sisters. I wasn't sure what I would feel when I saw them, but I knew whatever I felt wouldn't be good and it would break the dam.
I drove as fast as my truck would let me go. I mentally cursed every red light, the few there were, and stop sign I ran into. I just wanted to get home and collapse onto my bed to let my emotions go. I couldn't hold them in much longer, but I had to. As I drove up to my house, I saw Charlie's cruiser and knew he was home. I would have to hold in my emotions long enough for me to get past Charlie and then to my room. I really didn't think I could do that.
I closed the door as quietly as I could after I parked it; so I had to slam it because the thing was a monster and I was sure everything was working against me to put my emotions even more unraveled. I knew it was just my emotions talking and making me feel this way, but I was starting to think that everything in the universe was working against me to give me the worst day ever. The moment I walked into the house, Charlie decided to play caring father. Granted, I had told him I was going to be gone all weekend, so of course he would be curious as to why I was at the house instead of with the Cullen's.
"Hey Bells." Charlie greeted from the kitchen where he was apparently grabbing another beer. "I didn't think you were going to be here."
"I um, I had to come home." I said as I slowly started to make my way towards the stairs. I wanted to just run up the stairs, slam my room door behind me and ignore everyone and everything for a little bit; but that wouldn't stop Charlie. I would have to tell him something to get him to leave me alone. Which shouldn't be hard.
"Are you okay?" Charlie asked as he walked towards me, sounding concerned. "It's not the truck is it? I heard you drive it up, so it's fine right?"
I couldn't help but laugh at him. Of course he would just automatically think something was wrong with the truck instead of anything else being wrong. I shouldn't be upset with him because he wasn't aware of anything that had just happened; I couldn't even tell him most of what had just happened.
Poor Charlie, he didn't mean to, but he was the breaking point and was the lucky receiver of all the emotions I had been holding back.
"Edward broke up with me and I'm not as upset about it as I should be!" I yelled and then ran up the stairs before running into my room while slamming my door closed and then collapsing on my bed like I had wanted to.
I could just figure Charlie scratching his chin and wondering why I would be so upset about what I had yelled at him for. If he had known that I wasn't as upset as I would have thought I would have been only because I was developing feelings for women I didn't know, he would be even more baffled. I was still upset with Edward, for a lot of things, not just for breaking up with me, but I couldn't go into that much, barely any, details with my dad. He just wasn't allowed to know.