His Black Swan

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Charlie Swan hurried to answer the door once he heard the non-stop knocking on his door. Had Bella forgotten her keys again? Opening the door, Charlie felt his heart almost stop as a familiar set of dark brown eyes met his. Stepping back, he allowed the girl to enter his home, staring at her frame as she silently entered the Swan home. 

He noticed the luggage that she brought in with her, but he was too surprised to see her after all this time. "Visha?" he whispered, almost afraid that he was going mad after all the last he knew he had buried his eldest six years ago. Turning to her father, Visha Swan grimaced, "Hey Dad."

Charlie felt his tight grip on the door drop as he pulled his eldest into his arms in a tight hug, tears running down his face. The man shook as he sobbed into his daughter's hair before dragging her down to the ground with him. Visha luckily seemed prepared for this and mentally rocked her father while whispering that it was okay. 

Finally, Charlie managed to choke out, "We buried you." Visha froze and glanced at her father. "What?", the girl pulled away from her father. "What do you mean, you buried me?" Charlie looked up at his eldest and frowned. "You went missing for a whole year. They declared you dead"

Visha frowned and silently rose from the ground. "What do you mean, missing? Dad, I never went missing. Renee sent me away." Charlie stared at his daughter, his eyes wide as he now struggled to his feet. Visha quickly helped her father before helping him into his recliner. The house hadn't changed, she noted silently as her gaze fell on the photos of her younger sister and father.

Pressing her lips into a thin line, Visha spectated, "Bella not tell you?" Charlie struggled to form words. He realised that even Bella knew her sister was alive, but he the father was not told. For six years he mourned a daughter only to find out that she had never even died.

"Tell me what happened"

Visha sighed and sat opposite her father. "Mum was unhappy and said I was too much like you and her mother." The girl laughed dryly before leaning back onto the couch. Her eyes looked glassy, as if she was remembering that day. "I came home from school and they were waiting. Next thing I knew, I was being given my documents and these strange men dragged me out after she signed some papers."

Charlie watched as his eldest scowled and pulled out a cigarette, but refrained from lighting it. "She had given me up for adoption". Charlie felt his heartbreak as his eldest gazed up at him with empty eyes. "A family from Korea adopted me that same year. " She had been in Korea all this time. She had been halfway around the world.

"All this time I thought you signed the papers giving up your rights. A couple of months ago, my adoptive parents died. In their will, they mentioned that you didn't know." So that was why she had not contacted him she thought that he had abandoned her. Charlie frowned and gazed at her, his eyes still red from crying. 

"Bella knew?" 

Visha stiffened at her sister's name and Charlie swore he saw something dark in her eyes. "Of course, she knew she was there smiling. She had finally got her room." Charlie stood, his jaw tense and fist clenched as he hissed "For a room" he turned and stormed to the phone yanking it off the wall as he dialled "She lied to me for six years for a bedroom".

Visha said nothing as she heard someone on the next side pick up. "Dr Cullen, if my disgusting, lying disappointment of a daughter is at your house, tell her not to come home". Visha flinched when her father slammed the phone down. She watched as her father stormed upstairs and the sound of doors being opened echoed through the house she had once called home. An hour later, her father walked downstairs with a few suitcases.

"Would you like to see Isabella?" He whispered as he walked over to her. Visha thought about it for a while and nodded. Charlie then gestured to the cruiser, and Visha slowly followed. Watching as her father loaded the trunk. She watched around for a few minutes before entering the car. She wondered how Bella hid the truth for so long. Her eyes narrowed a bit as she recalled the name of the man her father had called.

Could it be the same man? No, he would not have moved here and got involved with a human after all cold ones avoided human interaction. The drive was silent as both swans stewed in their anger and betrayal. When they arrived in front of the Cullen's house he noticed Bella standing with the whole family. Her head was down and Edward seemed to be sympathising with her.

Bella glanced up when the car arrived and her face paled. Charlie saw what happened and got out of the car. "Oh, so I see it's true you watched as your sister was essentially kidnapped and you kept lying to me for years."

Bella flinched as the older man threw her suitcases on the floor and glared at her. "You are no child of mine," he hissed before turning to the girl who was now exiting the car. The Cullens felt their eyes widen when the girl approached. She was beautiful. Her eyes reflected anger and pain. 

She walked over to them, her gaze fixed on Bella. Stopping in front of her sister she spoke "Six years, you let our father think I was dead for six years all for what a bedroom". Rosalie, now trying to piece the story together, turned to the young woman.

"Excuse me, but I'm confused. We had no idea that Isabella had a sister"

Visha turned to Rosalie and tilted her head slightly. Her movement eerily reminded the blonde of a doll. "I'm Visha Swan, Isabella's older sister. When she was eleven, she watched as our mother illegally handed me over to be adopted. While I was being dragged out of the room, she was celebrating having her own bedroom," Visha turned to her younger sister. Bella stared at the ground, her face flushed red in anger and embarrassment. 

Visha observed as some of the family stepped away from her sister and watched her in disbelief "Then she helped our mother lie to my father for years that I had gone missing and died."The copper-haired cold one who stood closest to her sister looked appalled but did not move from her sister's side. Was Isabella his mate or blood singer?

Visha then looked to her right and froze when she felt the soulmate bound form. The man stared at her in admiration and awe. Visha could not help but smile, "It's good to see you again Jasper." she voiced before her father could inquire about why the two gazed at each other with such devotion.

"Bella, is that true?" A petite woman with a heart-shaped face and soft motherly features asked while staring at the two sisters with a conflicted expression. Isabella, to Visha's notice, did not bother to even deny it and nodded. 

Before anyone could scold her, Bella's head snapped up as she glared at Visha "So what, you made everyone miserable? You never listened to Mum and you're the reason Grandma Swan hated us".

Visha stared blankly at her sister and then whispered, "Grandma Swan hated our mother 'cause before you were born she cheated. While pregnant with Waylon." She then walked over to their father and silently got in the car. Charlie watched Bella with disgust and turned away. "You will have to get married without me, Isabella. I have no daughter like you."