“Mum.”

“They called and asked for my permission, but I am quite surprised they even asked. You know them; just go in, all guns blazing! Just like your father.”

“Mum!” I cried, laughing at her outrage. “Mum, they are okay.”

“Thank the lord for that.” Relief washed over her, as he voice calmed and went back to her usual laid back self.

“In fact, they are in Folks.” I wasn’t sure if she knew but I figured she could take a break from touring and fly over to visit both them and me.

“What? And they didn’t call!” Surprise, happiness and angry was detected in her voice.

“They surprised us as well. I came home one night after seeing a movie with Edward and there they were, sitting in our living room, making themselves at home.”

“So, where are they staying?”

“With us. Cain camps out with me most nights and Damian is on the couch.” I don’t know how obvious I made it sound, but Mum knew something was wrong. My Mum and I had always had a close relationship. Even since I was a little girl, she would always ask me if I had any love life problems, any life problems or any problems at all and always help me through them and help me work them out. I liked having this sort of relationship with her, because most of the time, she felt more of a big sister to me than a mum.

“You okay, darling? Has something happened between you and your brothers?” Caution and worry were the emotions now to be heard in her voice.

“No,” I spat out, grinding my teeth together. “Everything is fine.”

“Bella Marie Swan, what is wrong?” She demanded.

“Nothing, Mum. This is probably costing you a lot so I will call you tomorrow.”

“Okay, sweetheart. You take care of yourself. Say hello to everyone, including Edward and his family. Oh, and tell the boys I will give them a call on their cells tomorrow. I miss you so much, my little Bellakins. I love you.” She said, lovingly.

“I love you too, Mum.” I hung up the phone and lie back on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

“So, how’s Renee?” His saintly voice called out to me, sarcastically from his favourite wicker chair. I probably got up to fast, reacting to the voice, because I fell off my bed and was greeted by pain.