Emmett drove behind Edward as we went to their house. To be completely honest, I'm not nervous that they won't like me because, as you know, I don't talk. I mean I still barely talk to Edward.
We were pretty deep into the woods when we came soon a very nice house. There were many large windows in the front and I could only assume there were more around the rest of the house.
I got out of the Jeep with Emmett and followed Edward and Bella into the house.
It was beautiful.
"Wow," I said. "This is incredible."
Bella nodded in agreement. "It's so light and open."
We took our jackets off.
"What did you expect?" Emmett asked. "Coffins and dungeons and moats?"
"Well, not the moats," Bella said.
Edward chuckled. "Not the moats."
We walked to a flight of stairs when Edward stopped. There was music coming from one of the higher floors.
"We told them not to do this," Edward said.
We reached a kitchen where Rosalie, Carlisle, and Esme were cooking.
"We're making Italiano for you," Esme said o my sister and I.
I have never seen Esme before. She's so beautiful, just like everyone else.
"Oh, Mmm," Bella said.
"Guys, this is Esme, our mother for all intents and purposes," Edward said.
"Buongiorno," Bella said.
Esme said something in Italian I didn't understand. Bella was much more into Italian than me. I'm more of a Greek person.
"You've given us an excuse to use the kitchen for the first time," Carlisle said with a smile.
"I hope you're hungry," Esme said.
"Yeah, absolutely," Bella said.
"They already ate," Edward said.
I heard glass break, making me jump slightly. I looked up and saw Rosalie had broken the bowl she was holding.
"Perfect," she said, angrily.
"Yeah, it's just, it's just that I know that you guys don't eat," Bella explained.
"Of course," Esme said. "It's very considerate of you."
"Just ignore Rosalie," Emmett said. "I do."
"Let's just keep pretending like this isn't dangerous for all of us," Rosalie said, her anger still there.
"We would never tell anybody anything," Bella said, glancing at me. I only nodded.
I know that I should be talking to them, but I just don't feel comfortable enough yet.
"She knows that," Carlisle said.
"Yeah, well, the problem is, you four have gone public now, so," a boy's voice said.
Slightly behind Rosalie is a boy I've never seen before. He has blonde hair with a tiny bit of red and freckles all over his face. He was just as beautiful as the rest of the Cullens and he looked slightly older than the rest, even Carlisle and Esme.
"Ray," Esme said. So his name is Ray.
"No, they should know," Rosalie said. "The entire family will be implicated if this ends badly."
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