We all know Edward & Bella's love story but what if there was another Swan daughter. One who lived life as if everyday could be her last, who sang as often as she spoke her mind. Who accepted all that you gave the world without judgement.
Alana~Gr...
This is it, the night Alana learns the truth about my family, about me and all the horror she's involved in since she is my mate. All this time, I'd been excited to tell her the truth but Edward brought something up early that has me hesitant. While I know he said it out of spite, it did have some warrant. There's only so much horror, trauma, and sacrifice the human mind can accept and given how dark my past is, can I really expect Alana to accept all of mine. I hope she will & in my heart I feel that she will, but that doesn't ease the pain in my heart at all. The only thing capable of that is her.
I'm almost at her house; she was adamant about changing and bringing dessert for dinner. My Darlin' has always so considerate, ever since we met. She takes the time to know what you like, to listen because she wants to comfortable around her. She knows she can't like everyone and that not everyone will like her, but that doesn't mean she'll won't at least be civil. Even so all through school, she was asking about rules of the house, is there's any food allergies, what kind of things our parents liked/disliked. My baby was worried about making a good first impression when she was already loved and adored by my entire family. I pulled into the Swan driveway at exactly 6:30; something I know Lana's father appreciated. Some of the more basic military habits never broke in me; I am never late for anything.
I heard the cheif's heavy steps approaching the front door to let me in, but before I could approach the house I felt a overwhelming wave of curiosity and envy being projected from the house. Quickly flitting my eyes upwards, I see Bella perched on her window looking down at me. Her eyes basically screaming for answers that were not my place to give. Edward is really fucking up..... He's gonna drive the poor girl crazy, which will in turn possibly hurt my Lana; pissing me off!
I eventually approach and knock on the door. Cheif Swan answered and greeted me with the usual handshake and polite smile; I know he likes me, but like any father he'll never be truly comfortable letting go of his child.
Walking into the comfortable home, I could smell cinnamon and other delicious aromas coming from the kitchen, meaning my darling has been cooking up a storm since she got home.
"I'm almost tempted to just eat here Cheif Swan, it smells amazing,"
"I told you Jasper, you can call me Charlie,"
"Sorry sir, - Charlie. Its a force of habit I'm afraid,"
"Nothing wrong with it but you've certainly earned the right to let loose a little around me, within reason atleast. As for the delicious smells, Squirt spent all afternoon making dinner for me and Bella as well as dessert for dinner with your family. That kid loves to spoil her loved ones whenever she can and it usually happens as food, so careful before she fattens you up," he joked
"I don't hear you complaining when your eating my food though Daddy," my darlin' quipped from the top of the stairs as she came down. God she is so damn beautiful.
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