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Chapter 17
Andy's POV
I slid out my brother's rental car, and looked down at my hands, which were shaking uncontrollably. I was nervous, but happy that I could be meeting my mother in a mere few minutes, but then again, I could always not meet her because my brother didn't even know where she lived, and went off of a car his ex-girlfriend used to have.
I sighed and started to walk up to the front door, which could just about tell me what my future would be. I took in a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard footsteps and my hands tightened, even more nervous. When I heard clicks of locks the door opened and showed a man.
"Hello," he said.
"Hi," I croaked out.
"So kid. What are you trying to sell?" he asked.
"I'm—" I said,
"Renee! Come here. There is some kid out here," he yelled.
My eyes lit up, I knew what my mother's name had been, and this might just be her.
Once again, I heard footsteps coming down some stairs. When she came into view, I saw that I knew I had something in common with her. She was smiling when she came down.
"Hi cutie," she said, bending down and pinching my cheeks.
"I'm not cute. I mean, I'm twelve," I said taking her hands off of my face.
She stood up away from me, still smiling.
"This man over here said you were selling something, but first I wanted to know your name, and why you're here from across the country. I can hear that London accent," she said.
"Renee maybe you should go inside. I'll take care of the kid," her husband said.
"Charlie just go watch some baseball. Emmett will be home soon and he can watch it with you," she said.
He rolled his eyes and walked off.
"As you were saying?" she asked.
"My name is Andrew. I've lived in London my whole life but I came here so I could find some people that were connected to my dad," I said.
She then, didn't look happy.
"I'm sorry honey. I think you have the wrong person," she said, in a rush.
I couldn't really stop the tears from forming in my eyes. My mother was rejecting I even existed, most likely, scared of my father's family.
"I…I don't think I have the wrong house Renee. I think you're just afraid," I said.
She looked at me, but she didn't say anything, she just stared. Once she was done staring, she just nodded and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.
"Come in the house honey," she croaked out, in between her tears.
She led me into her home and shut the door behind her. It wasn't long before I heard tires screech out of the driveway. I could bet he was glad to have me gone.
"Renee, what the hell?" the man said.
I already hated him. He obviously didn't like me.
"Charlie calm down," she said.
"Just tell me what's going on than!" he said.
"Charlie, baby, this is Andrew. My son," she said.
"That's not possible Renee. Your son lives in the UK with Anthony," Charlie said.
"Actually I left my father a few days ago," I said.
Renee took her hand off of my shoulder and pointed to me.
"See? He's my son Charlie!" she said.
"I want a DNA test," he demanded.
"Charlie!" she said.
"How do you know he's not lying to you Renee? He could just be some kid wanting money," Charlie growled.
Her grip on my hand was instantly gone and I wanted to cry out and grab her hand back again, but I didn't. I just stood there and watched her argue with him.
"I'm not giving you a DNA test Charlie. Look at him. Don't you see how much the boy has grown to look like me? if you don't accept my son then I want you to leave. Just get out of the house and don't come back. I can easily take my children and leave and file for Divorce, Charlie!" she said furiously to him.
He looked at her shocked. He just sat there, not knowing what to say. Renee looked over to me with a shy smile on her face.
"Andrew, honey, does your Dad know you're here?" she asked.
I shrugged.
"He might. Elizabeth could have told him," I said
Renee looked confused.
"Who is Elizabeth, Andrew?" she asked.
"She's my dad's wife," I said.
"Did she bring you here Andrew?" she asked.
"Yes," I lied.
Renee walked over to the window and saw nothing, except for the cars that were already outside.
"She's not out here Andrew," Renee said.
"Elizabeth wanted to go do something in town. She said that everything went well I could stay here," I said.
Renee's eyes flashed to mine.
"Of course!"
"No."
"Dad?"
My eyes flashed to the door and I saw a girl, and I immediately knew who she was. She had her backpack hanging from her shoulders and her eyes were searching the room, before they landed on me.
"Mom. Who is this?" she asked.
"Why are you home so early?" Renee asked.
"Gas leak at school. They let everyone out early," she said.
"Where are your siblings?"
"Outside."
I watched as she walked farther into the house and put her bag on the chair. I watched her everywhere she went.
Before anyone could say anything more, we heard the door open and a big tall man and a very short little pixie came into the room.
"Ooohhh! He's here!" the pixie squealed rushing towards me.
I was surprised when she pulled me into her arms.
"Alice what are you doing?" Renee asked.
"I had a feeling he was coming Mom. He's just so cute!"
"I am not cute! I'm handsome," I said crossing my arms while I sat in hers.
She let me out of her arms and squealed again.
"And his accent! God Bella, how the hell didn't you squeal over that English accent?" Alice said.
I rolled my eyes, she was gushing over my brother. It was kind of gross.
"Alice." Renee said.
"I know I'm sorry."
"Wait Mom. You mean to say…there is a Cullen in this house?" the big one said.
Oh no.