Yet Another Cullen/Black (A Twilight Fanfic)

Chapter 18

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"What have the two of you been up to?" Carlisle calls back at us from the living room, his eyes never leaving his book. Tanya and I grin at each other.

"Nothing!" we call back in unison. Carlisle glances up at us, assesses us for a few moments before turning back to his book, a ghost of a smile on his face.

"Ohmygod! Just shut up!" Bella screams, causing Tanya, Carlisle, Esme and I to jump a little.

Seconds later, Bella storms into the room, with Edward by her side, his hands wrapped around her delicate waste. Jazz and Alice follow them, shaking their heads in annoyance, then mum and dad walk in, both looking livid, and lastly Rose and Em emerge, looking slightly guilty.

"What happened this time?" Carlisle sighs at Rose and Em.

They shrug and walk up the stairs. Tanya and I share a glance, wondering what to do.

"Don't bother," Alice says, knowing what I'm thinking. "They'll get over it. More importantly, when are you going to tell the rest?" she asks impatiently.

"Tell them what?" I ask blankly.

Jazz grins at Alice's impatience. "That the two of you are together! Obviously!" Alice exclaims in irritation. I close my eyes and brace myself. The whole house heard that, the way I see it I have roughly...

3...

2...

1...

And right on cue, the whole household is in the living room. Tanya shakes her head, but can't help keep the grin off her face.

"What was that?!" mum nearly screeches. Thankfully, dad locks his arms around her waist, keeping her in place. Edward looks serious but smirks eventually, reading someone's mind obviously.

I shrug nonchalantly and head to the kitchen, grabbing a sandwich Esme must have prepared. I walk slowly back to the living room, everyone is still in the exact same position, all eyes trained on me.

I sigh deeply and meet my mum's eyes. "Mum, you have to stay calm...but..." I trail off, not knowing what to say. I mean, I'm 48...do I really need to tell my mum when I'm with someone?

"What?!" she screeches impatiently.

"Nessie, calm honey." Edward breathes, his lips pressed against the top of mum's head.

"Mum, please! I'm 48! I'm allowed to be with whomever I like," I mumble, not meeting her eyes. Tanya walks over to the couch, taking my hand in hers. Mum growls, but dad seems to be taking it much better, though he does look distressed himself.

I feel myself zone out, and my vision grows a little blur, then everything I see seems hazy. I see mum breaking out of dad's hold and lunging. She pounces on Tanya, screeching, her teeth bared, a loud snarl ripping through her tiny frame.

I shake my head, and the blurriness clears. Everyone stares at me, but my eyes are locked on my mum. She looks calculating. The next thing I know, she's broken out of dad's hold.

***

"I'm so sorry," mum murmurs for the hundredth time. Dad still looks uncomfortable, Edward however, is grinning widely.

"It's okay, mum," I murmur. My split lip is all but healed already anyway. You see, when mum broke out of dad's hold, I knew what was going to happen. I crouched in front of Tanya just in time. Mum slammed into me, knocking me back.