I HAVE NEWS THAT I'M VERY HAPPY TO REPORT, LOVES(:
I HAVE HIT 99 REVIEWS.
I'm so excited, because I'm ONE away from 100, and that's a milestone for me.
So I decided to get this out before one of you silly sandwiches (yes, I just called YOU a silly sandwich) decided to review. Because I'm having a thing where whoever is my 100th reviewer gets to be featured in my story. (amber, your disqualified, because you already were in my story, but everyone else is fair game)
So GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTTS AND REVIEW FIRST(:
and i changes the name of the story. "Boyfriend" was getting old(:
I sat on the edge of the couch, waiting for my daughter to come down the staircase.
When Carlisle sat us down, I didn't know what to expect. My mind was swarming with questions anyway--was she okay? Was she hurt? Who hurt her?
My Bella was just as on edge as I was, waiting for the crucial information. Her wide, once twinkling brown eyes were filled with worry, and it was times like these that I would just wish that she would link her hand in mine and tell me all of her precious thoughts.
Rosalie sat in Emmet's lap, huddled against his broad shoulders. Even though this was a cruel time, I really, REALLY wish I couldn't hear their thoughts, they were screaming them at me.
Alice sat Indian style on the wood flooring, concentrating as hard as she possibly could on the future. She looked about ready to rip her hair out. Jasper sat next to her, studying her features and asking about every 50 seconds if she needed help or not. He couldn't take the aura of anticipation in the room--I was sure of that. He was going crazy inside.
Jacob sat in the recliner, looking as if someone had shot him in the stomach and ran over him with a steam roller. That's a pretty intense facial expression.
Hand in hand, Carlisle and Renesmee walked down the stairs together, a look of pure and apparent fear from Renesmee focused on me. I immediately shot a look at Jasper that told him if I needed calming, calm me.
As Ness sat on Jacobs lap, I couldn't help but notice the look they gave each other. Carlisle motioned for her to start.
"Umm, well…" she stuttered, her heart skipping beats. "I, umm, have to tell you guys, umm, something important. It's…about the family. Well, a few nights ago, umm, Jake and I--"
Anger flared as I connected everything. My whole brain shut down, all of it was pure anger. I shot up and stormed toward Jacob.
Jake plummeted forward, his facial expression the fiercest I've ever seen it. I stumbled out of his lap, Carlisle catching me and sitting me by his spot on the floor while the two animals faced each other--my father, and my boyfriend.
Jake was a head taller then dad, but Jake also knew dad could rip him to shreds, so he kept his distance.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?!?"
"I didn't do anything, leech."
"The thing in her stomach begs to differ!"
The whole room went quiet, then a large smash filled the area.