It was clear as glass in her head: Alice, smiling, with her icy white arm around the girl’s warm, fragile shoulders. And Bella was smiling, too, her arm around Alice’s waist. The vision was rock solid; only the timing of it was unsure.
You had showered and dressed into new clean clothes, you were sure you had erased any scent of it off you. Of course, that wouldn’t be the only hurdle you would have to face to hide your little escapade from your family.
First was Alice, you had to get around her. So, you met at La Push, where her gift couldn’t see on you on the Reservation.
The second was Edward, you would need to keep your mind calm and quite, and not think about it. But actively trying not to think about it, made it harder.
You might be able to do this. You’ve hidden things from Edward before. You had many years of practice after all.
But years of practice hadn’t helped you today. You had made it three feet in the house before you heard a loud groan of anguish from somewhere inside. Considering Edward could read minds in a couple miles radius, you were impressed you made it to the house first without him knowing, let alone inside. Even if it was three steps.
The next second, Edward was in front of you, your older brother, staring down at you, a dismayed expression on his face.
His voice calm and even. Somehow that made it worse. Your face flushing red. “Butt out.”
Emmett strolled into the room, a light frown on his face, “Whats up?”
Edward looked at you, with a look that said: Should you tell him, or I?
Edward, I am nineteen years old, and I have a right as a goddamn human to make the choice I made. Are you really going to do this to me? Your fired back in your mind. Is this the impression you want to leave me with from Sex? Negative and unhealthy?
His ridged form tensed up, “Y/N, see things from my view -”
“No!” you interjected, “My decision, my right as a human, too. Remember that.”
Walking around him, you made your way upstairs.
“I don’t get it,” Emmett said, looking between you two, “What happened?”
“Our dear little sister had sex, that’s what happened.”
It set off a domino effect.
You whirled around, firing out vicious words.
Emmett let out a loud, shocked ‘WHAT?!’, staring at you in confusion.
(Really, they were going to blow it wide out of proportion.)
Alice and Rose appeared at the foot of the stairs, not mad, more amused. Honestly, they agreed with you. All the men in the house were going to take this too personally.
Jasper looked like a hurt child, “Y/N, I thought we agreed the acceptable age would be a hundred, why …”
In the other room, Esme and Carlisle shared a look. Honestly, their children … ironically happened to act like your parents too, where being too harsh on you.
They at least understood you were an adult to make this decision.
“Guys!” you screamed, “I will take you all out when I turn, so stop treating me like I am a child.”
“Who is it?” Emmett asked, “I want a name, phone number, home address. Does he have a job?”
“Answer the question Y/n.” Jasper and Edward said in union.
“Rosalie back me up, you say you want me to have normal human experiences!”
Rosalie turned on them, sudden filled with indignation, “She’s right. Leave her be. This isn’t any of your business anyway.”
Their eyes flickered between you and Rose and left, no doubt plotting a murder with the information Edward had gathered from your mind.
Alice looked at you, “I’m impressed you got that around me.”
“We’ll, living with Vampires makes you more sneakier then the average person.”
Rosalie linked her arm through yours, going into best friend/ mother mode, “Let’s get away from listening ears and talk.”
You knew Rose, she would be open minded on it all, and it would be nice to talk to someone about it. Alice too.
“Jasper was the first one I saw—he didn’t seem to see me at all. His eyes were only for Alice. She went quickly to his side; they didn’t embrace like other couples meeting there. They only stared into each other’s faces, yet, somehow, the moment was so private that I still felt the need to look away.”
“C’mon Alice!” You begged, following her to the Cullen’s living room. “You can’t simply say I looked beautiful. What was the vision about? Please, tell me.”
With a lopsided grin, the pixie-like vampire shakes her head. “It was your wedding day and we are leaving it at that. After all, it is considered bad luck to know beforehand.”
You frowned in confusion yet crossed your arms, a tiny bit irritated that you hadn’t been gifted with the ability to tell the future. It would have helped in so many difficult decisions throughout your life and perhaps, you would have avoided all the wrong ones too.
“Isn’t that what you are supposed to say to the groom?” You questioned, earning a soft laugh from Alice.
“Wait a few more years, (Y/N)…in the meantime, we can go shopping for the perfect dress.” She clapped excitedly.
“You want to go shopping for a wedding that isn’t going to happen at least for another ten years?”
“Don’t be so pessimistic, I said a few years. Besides, it’s never too early.”