MEET THE PARENTS PART 1

Bella's POV

It was Saturday morning I was trying to find something to wear. I had changed my outfit about a hundred times when, finally Jen got tired of all my frustrated grunts and groans and came in with an outfit.

"Wear this, it's perfect, trust me." She said placing the outfit on my bed then going to sit in my desk chair.

I quickly stripped down to my panties and bra. And pulled on the clothes she had brought me. She had picked a pair of dark wash loose fitting skinny jeans, a white polo t-shirt and a tan cardigan sweater. I pulled on my converse, and she gave me a look, "What everything goes with converse, at least their white and not some outrageous color." I shrugged as I stood up.

"Well whatever, sometimes I wonder if were even related. We are so different it's not even funny." I glared at her, "Maybe they accidentally switched you with my real twin sister."

I threw my pillow at her and she ducked out of the way laughing. "Do you know where he's taking you after meeting the rents?" she asked as she pulled out my makeup bag

"No he said it was a surprise." I said looking at her, "What are you doing with my make up?"

"There is no way I'm letting you go on a date without make up on. What would that say about me as a sister?" she asked faking an appalled look. "Anyway your makeup sucks I'll be right back."

She was gone for only a second she shifted through her bag taking out a few items and setting them on my desk, "Sit," She commanded pointing to the chair.

I complied but looked at her, "Don't do too much you know how I feel about makeup."

She scoffed and proceeded to apply the makeup; she applied mascara and eyeliner then moved to my lips. There she applied a pale pink base gloss then a coat of clear gloss. When she was done I looked into the mirror I approved her work then we went down stairs and waited for Edward. Not long after we sat down on the couch there was a knock on the door. I went and opened it; I had to hold back my laughter as I looked at him. Jen on the other hand busted out a laugh. Edward and I were dressed very similar, he had on dark washed jeans a white button down dress shirt under a tan pullover sweater he had on a pair of white shoes not converse but still white.

"God if I didn't know any better I would say the two of you were twins!" Jen said still laughing

"Let's go Edward, if we don't leave now she will never stop." I said grabbing his wrist and pulling the door shut behind me. I was too nervous to talk so we rode in silence when we arrived at his house my mouth fell open but I quickly closed it. The house was beautiful, it had 4 floors and it seemed as if the majority of the walls were made up of glass.

"This is not what I expected," I said as I stepped out of his car.

"What did you expect?" He asked taking my hand with a smile

"I don't know, not this." I said in awe

"You like it?" he asked as we walked up the porch steps

"It's beautiful, it's so open and light." I said as we stepped into the house. He took my sweater and hung it up while I looked around. As I walked further into the house I noticed a door half open just off the main entrance. I wouldn't have noticed it if it had been just an ordinary room but as it was this room was full of paintings. Full floor to ceiling with the most beautiful paintings I had ever seen. I hadn't realized that I was in the middle of the room until I heard Edward behind me.

"These where painted by Carlisle," I spun around and looked at him.

"Their amazing, I have never seen paintings more beautiful." I slowly spun so I could look at them all. My mouth hung open in awe.

"Each painting depicts a moment in his life," He paused going to a wall to my left, "These ones depict his life as a human. He painted these while still human." He paused again going to the wall directly in front of me, "These ones depict his life after being changed but before creating me, Esme, Rosalie and Emmett." Again he paused and went to the wall on my right, "And these depict his life after creating us."

He stood next to me then and watched me as I looked at them all. He stayed in the middle of the room as I walked to the wall on my left and slowly made my way around the room. I took my time and looked at every single one. I noticed the difference in the paintings easily they were not subtle, the paintings depicting Carlisle's life were sub-par compared to the others. The human depictions were less perfect I guess you can say compared to the others they looked like an amateur had done them, the paintings depicting his life after the change and before creating Edward, Esme, Rosalie and Emmett were perfect compared to the human ones these were brighter than them as well but darker in hue compared to the ones after changing the four of them. The paintings on the third wall were the brightest of them all like he had been seeing the sun for the first time, they were especially bright in the ones of Alice joining the family and of the ones of me coming into their lives. You could tell in each painting whether he had been happy or sad while he had been painting them. The paintings depicting Carlisle's human life were beautiful but it wasn't until I got halfway through the second wall that I was really in awe, the one that had caught my eye was one of him in a hospital. The paintings showed him surrounded by children sitting on the ends of their beds as they listened to him tell a story. Several of them were smiling, while others looked happy in their eyes but seemed too sick to physically portray it. When I got to the end of the wall I took a long time looking at the last 5 paintings. The first portrayed A man and a woman both beautiful despite being extremely ill. I knew right away that these were Edward's parents, the man had Edward's reddish brown hair and I'm sure if he were to smile it would be Edward's smile. The woman is who Edward looked most like, although she had brown hair, she had the biggest green eyes, and her facial structure was just like Edward's. She was extremely beautiful.

The second painting was of Edward, his green eyes standing out among the rest of the painting. And like his parent's painting he was depicted as beautiful despite being extremely ill. "We were dying of Spanish influenza; Carlisle was working in the hospital in Chicago when he found us. Soon after he started caring for us my father died, and it wasn't long before my mother was soon to follow. According to Carlisle before she died she had asked him to do everything in his power to save me. For days she had begged him to save me continuing to say 'do whatever is in your power to save my boy'. At first he had no idea what she meant so he kept telling her he would do his best. It wasn't until a few hours before her death when he came to check on us the he finally understood. She had used all the strength she had left to grab onto his shirt look directly into his eyes and said it again and then passed out. He had been surprised he kept asking how she had known what he was." He paused and looked at me, "He underestimated how observant my mother was how intuitive she had been. She saw through his human facade." He laughed to himself. "After she died he wheeled her into the morgue then came back and did the same with me, but I was so close to death myself and the hospital was so busy and understaffed that nobody even questioned it. From the morgue he carried me over rooftops to his home and there he changed me."

I placed a hand on his arm and turned back to the last three on that wall. The 3rd painting I looked at was of Esme, broken but beautiful; this must have been before her change.

The 4th was of Carlisle and Edward standing over Esme who looked to be in the changing process, she looked in pain.

And the 5th was of the three of them smiling it looks as if they had been hunting, their eyes were the color of molten gold the color they always were right after a hunt. And they were beautiful.

I went through the paintings on the third wall and I laughed at some frowned at others and smiled at some. The ones I laughed at all depicted Emmett doing something stupid or dangerous, or of him being humiliated at least once by each member of the family. The ones I frowned at were mostly of Edward or Jasper, Jasper looked troubled in those and Edward looked lost. And I smiled at almost all especially the one depicting Edward and Alice arguing. "That was when she and Jasper joined us, she had come in claimed my room claiming it suited their needs more than mine. My stuff had already been packed up and moved to a different room." He laughed at the memory. And I continued to examine the paintings but I stopped and Gasped at the third to last one.

It was of me and Jen walking into the school cafeteria, once again Edward explained.

"That one was Alice's first vision of you about a week before you came; she had had to recount her vision for him so he could paint it." He hugged me from behind as I looked at the last two.

The second to last one was of Edward at his piano smiling he looked happier than he was in the other paintings this smile reached his eyes where in the others it looked like he was putting on a show. And the last one was of the two of us the day I had told him I knew. We had been standing in the middle of the forest when I had told him but this painting depicted the moment when I had known I was in love with him.

He was perched on a fallen tree that leaned up against another and I had been up against a boulder as he leaned in all Michael Jackson like, and his face had been mere inches from mine as if he were about to kiss me (he hadn't). I remember what we had said to each other as if it had happened mere seconds ago:

"So the lion fell in love with the lamb…" he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."

I smiled as I remembered, "What are you thinking please tell me." He whispered into my ear.

I turned to him, "The last picture depicts the exact moment that I knew that I was in love with you." I said in a whisper

"Aw, it may have been for you but that's not when I knew I was in love with you." He replied with a grin.

I looked at him shocked but I must have looked more like I was offended (which I was) because he quickly said, "I knew I was in love with you from the first moment I saw you walk into the cafeteria. I would have known sooner but Alice and been Blocking me from her mind for two weeks before that moment so I had not seen the vision of you. And Carlisle didn't put up that painting of you and your sister until after the vision had come true."

I smiled and kissed him, "Nice save, and admittedly if I had not been obsessing over what you were instead of who you were I would have realized much sooner as well. Maybe not as soon as you had but soon after that."

He smiled and pulled me with him towards the door, "Come on enough stalling it's time to officially meet them."

I laughed and followed him.