under the mask (twilight x reader)

Chapter 6: big little oopsie

Description of blood and vampires drinking it

The Cullens watched the door shut behind y/n and Edward. "Something's up," Jasper quickly told them.

"What is it, Jasper?" Rosalie asked. "Edward knows something. About y/n. That's why they left," Jasper crossed his arms.

"How'd you know?" Alice asked. "After y/n talked about her mom, Edward's feelings went from neutral to surprised, then nervous when y/n asked for him to walk with her. He must have found out something when he read her mind," Jasper explained. "Hm. We'll just have to see..." Carlisle appeared. "And where have you been all morning," Esme asked sassily. "My study. I was listening. I didn't feel like introducing myself quite yet," Carlisle told his wife, pecking her lips.

"Oh my, was the great Carlisle Cullen nervous?" Esme teased. "Never," he laughed. They all conversed idly.

"Hold on, hush! They're near," Alice hushed them.

"So, you're seriously not into anyone at school?" Edward chuckled. "No, ew... but I visited the reserve and wow. Those reserve boys are really something else," y/n responded.

Rosalie could feel herself suppress a gag.

"Oh god no," Edward scoffed. "Okay, just because you don't like them does not limit my options. I mean... those biceps. It has to be genetic," y/n reasoned. "Yeah but they stink. Like wet dog. Like muddy wet dog," Edward fake gags. "Uh, no. They smell like pine. And camp fires. Very nice smells. Earthy. But you wouldn't know that," y/n argued. "Yeah, well, no. I'm smarter, so I know more, meaning I know that the reserve boys are gross," Edward argued.

"You're cold hearted, Edward. Why would you crush my dreams?" She fake whined. "A dream with them is a nightmare," Edward muttered. "More like a wet d- OKAY, JEEZ, IT WAS A JOKE, IM SORRY," y/n yelped.

The door opened and y/n was still snickering.

"Oh hey, guys," she greeted. "Hey, how was uh, how was the walk?" Alice asked. "It was fine," y/n shrugged. "Hey, Edward, I bet 20 bucks," she sent a smirk to Edward. He laughed. "What's the bet for?" Emmett asked.

"Oh, certain things pertaining to certain people," y/n answer cryptically. The family shared glances, minus Edward.

"Hey Esme, where are your glasses?" Y/n asked. Esme pointed to the cabinet. "Just there, hon," she smiled. Y/n nodded graciously. Y/n treaded over lightly, opening the cabinet and grabbing a glass. Emmett watch her closely. He was leaning against the counter by the tap. she turned the faucet on. After filling the cup, she sat on the island and sipped.

"Y/n, I'm Carlisle. I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself this morning. Alice tells us you live with your aunt, how's that?" Carlisle asked. "She's not really my aunt. She's my uncle's underling, I suppose. My parents are to busy to be in my life. So they say. Truly, they just never wanted me,"
y/n looks at her feet. "But it's fine. I haven't needed them thus far," she scooted off the countertop "accidentally" pushing the glass off as well. Emmett almost used his speed to catch it, but decided against it, opting to let it shatter instead of revealing himself.

"Well, shoot. I apologize Esme," y/n bends down, dodging Emmett, who tried to stop her.

"Y/n, we can pick it up, it's fine," Esme came around the counter. "Oh it's fine, I can handle it," y/n smiled up at Esme.

Y/n walked to the trash can and let the glass fall out of her hands and into the can. One of the pieces cut her hand. It was shallow, but it was enough.

She hissed. "Ouch," she whispered. Emmett stared at the wound. "Lemme see," he absently ordered. He gently took her hand in his. Y/n could sense how tense Carlisle got.

Y/n looked up into Emmett's eyes. He looked at hers, then her hand. Jasper was gripping the counter with every fiber of his being. His jaw clenched.

"Oh, I'm such a klutz," y/n giggled. Edward covered his nose. "God, could you be anymore insane," he chuckled. "What? It's just a little blood," she shrugged, showing him her hand, Emmett still clutching it. Blood flowed down her palm and to her fingertips.

Drip...

Jasper started breathing heavily. "Oh sorry Jasper. Are you squeamish?" Y/n had this golden ring around her pupils, this look in her eyes. She tilted her head with wide eyes. Jasper let out a gravelly breath.

Carlisle couldn't step in, he was almost cemented to his place, like something was holding him there, jaw locked closed.

"Alright, enough bating y/n. It's almost mean, how much tension you're putting them through," Edward chuckled. "Wait, Edward, what?" Emmett asked in confusion.

"She knows. She always knew," Edward gestured to y/n. "Oop, cat's outta the bag," she giggled. "How'd you know?" Rosalie asked. "I'm part god and part reaper. Being the daughter of a goddess and the daughter of death has some perks," she laughed. Emmett brought her hand to his lip and lapped the blood from it.

she stared at him as he clean the blood from her palm completely. The wound in her palm close itself up at her will. She retracted her hand and grabbed a paper towel to clean any excess blood off.

"Wow. Well, now that that's settled, I'm gonna go hunt," Alice grabbed Jasper's hand and left.

Y/n walked over to Emmett and used her thumb to wipe blood from his lip. Before she could retract it, he grabbed her wrist and licked her thumb. "Thank gorgeous," he whispers, letting her wrist go.

"Wait so, what will your blood do to Emmett?" Jasper asked. "do you really think my mom wanted to carry her own child? She thrusted that responsibility onto some random human. So while I have my moms DNA, I have human blood," she explained. "Oh," Alice hummed.

WC~~ 1000