The Romanov-Swan twins

Chapter 02; Meeting Bella

Anya POV
I twiddled my fingers nervously under the table as Bella sat down across from Katya, next to dad. "Charlie? Who are they?" Katya's eyes narrowed and I nibbled on my lower lip. She called dad by his first name? Why? That's really disrespectful, and he's done everything he could to make her happy and get to know her.

Deciding it was best that I do the talking since dad was nervous and awkward, and Katya is short tempered and blunt. "I'm Anastasia and this is my twin sister Katarina, but you can call us Katya and Anya. We're your younger half sisters, and we've come to stay with you and Papa" I explained with a soft, shy smile.

Bella's eyes narrowed and she sneered at me making my eyes widened, and smile fade as I recoiled in my seat. "You liar! I'm an only child" she snapped in a shrieking voice which caught the attention of a couple people in the diner "and seriously 'AnATaSiA and KaTArINa'? Your not a couple of wannabe Russian whores, are you? You're just after MY dad's money cause really the whole long lost daughter's thing is so old!"

Katya's jaw clenched and her fists tightened. She was about to stand up before dad spoke up "Bella none of that is true. Their mother Natasha is Russian and I'm their father. Now please apologize and let's start over" he tried to defuse the situation, but Bella went on "Oh please Charlie this Natasha is some prostitute that got knocked up and pinned the pregnancy on you. It's a scam, it's all about money. I say we get a DNA test, and then kick these STD riddled sluts to the curb."

Katya abruptly stood up and yanked Bella up by her shirt "Listen here you narcissistic bitch" Katya spat "You better apologize to me and my sister. Everything you just said is a load of bull. In fact the way you said makes it sound like you've been keeping secrets from papa. So what do you say Isabitch, something you want to tell us?"

Bella looked shock. She really didn't look like papa. She had ratty mahogany hair and porcelain skin with onyx eyes. Papa had curly raven hair and ivory skin with amber wood eyes that my sister inherited. In fact she looked like papa the most while I took after my mother. Maybe Bella took after hers too?

Bella snapped out of her daze and whined "Dad! You can't seriously believe these sluts!" Papa frowned "Isabella please—-" Katya's other hand balled up into a fist and she raised it about to break Bella's nose, or jaw, or maybe her entire face. I leaped up and grabbed her arm "How about a compromise?" Katya had a disbelieving look, dad looked relieved, and Bella still had an ugly sneer on her face.

"We were planning to stop by the hospital tomorrow anyway. Why don't we do a DNA test?" I proposed. Papa frowned "You don't need to-" "Let's do it" Katya said firmly "Maybe it'll shut this stuffed bra, spoiled brat up" Katya practically threw Bella back into the seat. Papa quickly caught Bella and her chair as Katya sat down. Bella scoffed and muttered "Psychopath."

Everyone in the diner looked at us. Some glared at Bella while others looked at Katya and I concerned. That was when Cora came from the back and beelined toward our table. "Sorry for the wait. What can I get for you?" She said breathlessly. We all smiled (except for Bella) papa spoke first "Hey Cora, can I get a beer to drink and steak-medium rare- with some mashed potatoes?" Cora smiled "Sure, thing Sheriff!"

Cora then turned us and her face lit up "Katya! Anya! Good to see you both! How about your usuals?" She asked with a beaming smile. I smiled back and nodded "That would be wonderful Miss Cora. Could we also get a berry cobbler and a strawberry shortcake for dessert? If you have any" I rubbed soothing circles on Katya's hand trying to calm her down. Cora looked between us and frowned. Nodding in agreement to bring us our sad food.

She then turned to Bella and said "What can I get for you Miss... I'm sorry who are you?" Cora asked baffled as she knew everyone in town. Bella scowled "I'm Bella! Charlie's DAUGHTER" Cora's eyes widened in recognition "Oh! Right! Renata's daughter, right?" Cora asked making Katya and a few other guests snicker "It's Renee!" Bella snapped. Cora plastered a fake smile on her face "Right, so sorry. What can I get for you, sweetheart?" She said in a sickly sweet voice. No one in Forks liked Renee, they only tolerated her for Charlie's sake.

"Get me a plain salad with lemon juice. I only allow healthy things to enter my body" she said with a pompous attitude. Katya and I both frowned she was so rude! And she planned to only eat a bowl of leaves with lemon juice? That's not healthy at all. Maybe a salad a week with cucumbers, and carrots, and some type of dressing, and maybe some grilled chicken or ham or bacon. That was healthy, but only leaves with lemon juice?! Was she anorexic?! That's probably why she has a flat, skinny, and box shaped figure! Did she even have a period? Unlikely.

Cora spoke up again "Sure dear. Then turned to us " I can't get over how grownup and beautiful you girls are getting" she smiled at us. I returned the smile and replied "Thank you, Miss Cora. You're looking gorgeous as well" she beamed "Thanks, Anya. How's Natasha?" This time Katya answered "She's doing well, Miss Cora. Working hard for Grandpa Nick as per usual. Maria and Phil pick up the slack, and Uncle Clint has been trying to persuade her to take a vacation and go back to Russia to visit Aunt Yelena, and Grandma and Grandpa."

Cora let out an amused huff "Well I pray the he succeeds. A trip back home would be good for her, and she should take you to properly meet you grandparents" we nodded in agreement. Cora then went back to work. Then Bella just had to speak up in a snotty tone "Do you come here every night?" Papa shifted "Not when the girls come to visit they're good cooks. I can only make a few dishes and this saves on me having to clean up" he explained. "I can cook" Bella stated with an air of arrogance.

Papa blinked "You can?" Bella scowled "You think I can't?" Papa tensed "Well, the last time you cooked you gave everyone attending the dinner food poisoning with your mashed potatoes" he mumbled. Katya let out another snicker as Waylon Forbes walked up to our table.

Waylon was about Papa's age with light brown hair and ghostly white skin with onyx eyes. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint where. He was an old high school friend of papa's, and a little creepy. After traumatizing us at Christmas with drunk ass-crack Santa, papa banned him from coming over. He leered at me, Katya, and Bella (who returned his lustful gaze) "Well hi! You ladies remember me?"

Papa rolled his eyes "Bella hasn't been here since she was fourteen, and you got banned from my house when the twins were four" Waylon grimaced "I hope they had better memories than that" Cora showed up and glared at Waylon when she saw the look he was giving Bella and us "Waylon let them eat!" She shooed him away.

Cora placed down two grilled chicken with steam broccoli and mashed potatoes and sweet tea, along with papa's food and Bella's salad and a glass of water. We all ate, well Bella inhaled her salad.

Then we went home. Katya and I unpacked and organized our room before we wrote and email to mom. We both changed into pajamas, and went to bed after brushing our teeth and plaiting our hair.