chapter 4

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It's been almost an hour since they have arrived at Lucille's- their house. Rosalie and Emmett were surprised when they were allowed to choose their own room along with Jasper who just bounded up the stairs, all knowing that the master's bedroom was Lucille's.

To say that it hurt Lucille greatly to see Emmett and Rosalie so happy to choose their own room would honestly be an understatement. They seemed so happy for something so simple and it made the woman feel like Carlisle was never fair to them all. Jasper didn't tell her much about when it came to choosing rooms and such. Only about the problems and other stuff.

"Come on, kids. Lets's go meet this Isbel father," Lucille calls out. She had taken had a shower and was now wearing a dress that hugged her body in all the right places.

Anthony was staying home, wanting to take a nap which had reminded Lucille to turn Emmett and Rosalie into her kind of vampire. Her son was her kind and it was a good thing that he can just call more to his 'cold one' side cause his cover would have been blown. Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett walk downstairs to the woman, smiles gracing all their lips. They were very happy with the rooms that they had choosen but Emmett was over the moon when Lucille said she was turning the basement into some game/movie room type room at some point.

"There you all are," Lucille coo's at the vampires whose smile just widen. They all watched as Lucille pulls a black card from her purse and hands it to Jasper. Before she digs into her purse and pulls out two more, handing one to Emmett and one to Rosalie who were confused.

They looked down at the card and Jasper shoves his into his pocket, thanking his mother who just kisses his head gently. She then glances at Rosalie and Emmett who still looked confused and she tilts her head in confusion. "Please tell me that you know what those are?" Lucille asks with an arched brow, wondering why they were just staring at the cards like that. "It's a credit card," Emmett says and Lucille nods. "Yeah," she hums out before the two just looks up at the taller woman while Jasper sighs softly.

Living with Carlisle was really hell. The sad part is that living with Carlisle was all Rosalie and Emmett knew. They was the one that turned them both and they only left for honeymoons which didn't- or well couldn't last too long because of Carlisle and his need to keep everyone together. They knew their human lives but that was all. The moment they were turned, Carlisle dictated about every single part of their vampirc lives.

"But why are you giving these to us?" Rosalie asks. "Well I'm not sure if you two left your own credit cards at home so I have extra's," Lucille says with a shrug, not really thinking much of the question. Being immortal has a couple perks she liked. "We're allowed to have our own?" Emmett asks and the utter excitement in his voice told Lucille all she needed to know. They weren't able- allowed to have their own credit cards. She glances over at Jasper who just gives her a nod as he snuggles into her side and she grits her teeth. "Of course you are," she tell the married couple whose eyes lit up, Rosalie who Lucille realizes quickly is the tough cookie eyes welled up with venom. "T-thank you, is there a limit or things we can't buy?" She asks and the first immortal has to take a deep breath to control her anger.

She wasn't mad at them, obviously. She was mad at Carlisle and since he wasn't here to feel her wrath, she'll just save it for another time.

"There's no limit and you both can buy whatever you want." She tells them. "I don't mind what you do really, just keep a low profile with munching on people- if you turn that way. Did you know that animal blood makes you weaker? It can make your bloodlust worst as well since you aren't getting what your bodies do actually need," she adds before she then clears her throat while they stare at her. "Blood bags are also fine," she adds with a shrug. "There are some humans that know of our existence and donate their blood for those who rather not directly drink from humans." She continues but stops at the look of utter horror on the married couple faces.

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