WARNING: MANIPULATIONS, VIOLENCE, NEGLECT, INFIDELITY, GRAPHIC LANGUAGE, TRIGGERING IMAGERY, AND ADULT IMAGERY. IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS OR DO NOT ENJOY IT, DO NOT READ.

Chapter Thirteen.

Rebecca's POV:

"I'm going to put them down for their naps," I exclaimed with a yawn as I lifted my tater tots with ease. "If I don't do it now they'll sleep too late and be up all night."

"I've been there. Go on and do your mommy thing." Dad said with a grin that matched my own. "I'll have lunch ready when you're done. You still love grilled cheese?"

"Of course. Add some ham while you're at it."

"You read my mind, sister." I left to my brother's old bedroom and lay the twins in their crib. After the day they had, they were out in minutes, even if Joey had been fighting me the whole way to bed. After making sure they wouldn't wake up, I shut off the lights and left the room.

Dad was finishing up with our lunch and I pulled out two glasses from the cabinet and poured sweet tea in both. When the table was set we settled in to eat.

"You can stay here as long as you want."

"I know, dad. I'll have to take you up on that offer."

"Are you going to tell me what happened?"

"You remember Misty, the girl I brought to visit a year ago?"

"Yeah, a bit of an airhead but she was nice."

"I caught her and Solomon together. In our bed."

"I never liked that girl. There was always something off with her." Dad exclaimed as he finished off his sandwich and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm glad to be home, dad. This is right where I need to be, I think."

"I think so too, sweetheart." We finished our food and sat at the table talking until the twins woke up. The rest of the day was filled with my sons and no sign of my sister, who disappeared last night saying she was hanging out with a friend.

My heart knew something was wrong, but I ignored it and focused on my sons. They were what mattered now. When Rach needed help she'd come to me. I was sure of it.

Third Person POV:

"Baby, you're so cold. You're like my own personal ice pack." Riley exclaimed as he pulled his new girlfriend close to his sweaty body. She reacted with disgust and pushed him away, albeit with too much force.

"Hurry and shower so we can make it to the movie. I don't want to miss the commercials again."

"You and your weird interests." He teased before leaving her in the living room of the apartment he shared with his two close friends, Evan and Ray. Evan was nice enough, but Ray had immediately grabbed her ass when Riley was out of sight.

To this day he still doesn't understand how his fingers broke from the wind. Victoria giggles at the thought of the twerp getting what he finally deserved.

Her cell phone rang, and she snapped it open with a hiss.

"You said you'd call me two days ago! What happened to the deal?"

"Easy, sissy. Some things take time. But I've got your goods ready to ship out tonight. You should receive them tomorrow night."

"This is why you're my favorite member of those Italian mafia bastards. You always pull through for me when no one else will."

"You are family. Family over everything."

"Family over everything," Victoria repeated the mantra with a sad sigh, wishing desperately that she could hear her blood sister, Anne, repeat it back to her. But all that was left of her was ash and regret.

"Okay, I have to go now. We'll talk again soon."

"Bye, Heidi."

Their call ended as Riley finished up, exiting the bathroom dressed in a graphic tee and basketball shorts. Victoria felt naked as he stared down at her like she was the sun and the moon and all the stars in the sky.

"Come on, baby. Let's head out and see how bad this movie is going to be." She grinned and let him pull her up. He pressed a kiss to her soft lips.

"You have such weird interests." She teased him, and he giggled. If she had a heart it would have leaped.

Ignoring the weird feelings, she dragged him out of the house and to his car. Throughout the movie, she couldn't help but feel extreme excitement over her plan that would soon unfold.

Heidi's supplier better be good, she thought to herself as the theater screen exploded in another action-packed scene that has Riley screeching with happiness. Or there will be hell to pay.

Embry's POV:

"After all of this, you apologize? Just like that?" Jacob sat at the lunch table with a grim expression before shrugging. Something fishy was going on. Chugging the rest of my milk down, I wiped my mouth on my sleeve before motioning him to continue. "Okay, go on. This has got to be good."

"Quil said-"

"What did that idiot say now?"

"Nothing bad, I swear! He just ripped my ass for giving you and Bells trouble and said I should think of how I broke her heart." I could tell he wasn't as heartfelt as he claimed, but you couldn't tell a stupid person they were stupid. They just were. Jacob coughed before continuing. "And that had me thinking that I may have been in the wrong."

"May have been? Dude, you were way out of line."

"How so?"

"You don't know shit, okay? Not about her, not about me, and certainly not about us. And its none of your business."

"Embry, I'm trying to apologize. I'm sorry. It's hard for me too. Even if I'm imprinted, my feelings for Bella never completely left." That shut me up quick. Sam always held affection for Leah even after he found his perfect match in the angle that was Emmy Young. But I had never considered that Jacob may be in the same situation. I glanced into his eyes and could see a deep sadness that I hadn't noticed before.

Maybe he didn't even notice himself from how he had been acting before.

"Okay, I get where you're coming from."

"I'm sorry, Em. Really. I don't want some girl or some silly imprint to come between the three amigos." My stomach churned at him calling Bella "some girl" but I ignored it and smiled.

"Me neither, Jake."

"How about the boys skip tomorrow and go cliff diving? It's been so long." I was about to accept when I remember a promise I made to Bella. Starting tomorrow we would eat lunch together every Thursday. Lunch had become one of her worst triggers due to the two popular witches ganging up on her for no reason. When he saw my smile drop he became confused. "What, what is it?"

"I promised Bella we'd have lunch together tomorrow."

"Can't you cancel?"

"No can do. I don't break promises." He grunted but nodded. "How about Friday?"

"Sure, sure." He grinned from ear to wear. The bell rang, and he stood up from the table and left without a word. I rolled my eyes before cleaning up my trash and putting my lunch tray up.

Today had been a weird day, but tomorrow was going to be awesome. Just my baby and I enjoying our lunch together. What could be better than that?