This is the story of Bella Swan's older brother, the one who loved passionately, created fearlessly, experienced timelessly, and fell hard hesitantly. Welcome to the crazy life of A New King by the name of Henry Ethan Swan. Follow on his journey as...
I was at the airport trying to spot my dad, I just flew in from California, where I have been the last two years in college because he needed help with my little sister. Apparently, her boyfriend who dad already isn't fond of just broke up with Bella not long ago and left her in the woods alone, real nice asshole..not. So as the protective big brother I am, of course I am going to go help care for my sister who seems to be only a shell named Bella at this point. Dad needs reinforcement, and my sister needs her loving older brother. A familiar figure soon emerges in the afternoon rush, the comforting figure of my dad!
"DAD! HI,OVER HERE!" I call out to my dad,a grin on my face as I carry my bags and walk to him, meeting him half way and dropping them to hug him.
"Hey Hen, I missed you." Dad says, smiling as he pulls me in for a hug.
"I missed you too,pops. It's great to see you again though." I have always been a dad's boy, and even when he and mom got divorced, I stayed back with him because I was closer to him than my mom. Sure I missed her and Bella when they weren't there every day anymore, but really all this boy needed was his dad.
"How bad are things with Belly-bear?" I ask once we are in the car, scared to know the full extent of her mental and physical health after her creep of a boyfriend with some ancient sounding name left her. I had to brace myself, because I knew it was bad if dad had called me asking to come help pick up the pieces and try and save his sanity too.
"Well, some days have been better than others, but Jacob Black has gotten sick with mono, so she hasn't seen him and has started nose diving yet again. It's so hard watching her crumble the way she is. And if I thought I was not fond of Edward before, now I really don't like him.Good riddance if you ask me. More trouble than the boy is worth." Dad scoffs, rolling his brown eyes as he mentions Edward, disapproval laced in every part of the last of his speech.
"Well, if that fucker ever shows up, he's going to have to hear from me." I huff, arms crossed over my chest. "No one hurts my little sister and gets away with it."
"Agreed." Dad nods, turning onto our road not long after we finish the conversation.
Seeing the house pop up in my sight sends a wave of relief through me, I have missed home so much, California is way different than here, and it felt like I was on the longest vacation. I didn't mind having to do all of my classes for the rest of my final semester online, that was fine to me. I just was glad to be home, and back where I belong. Though the circumstances surrounding my early return are anything but joyous. I hop out of the car, grabbing my bags from the trunk of dad's cruiser and smile with a sigh of content.
"Home again,home again." I say to myself, feeling more relaxed already and enjoying the air of the post drizzle that came with the Forks weather. It really is great to be home, hearing the way me feet hit the pathway, the way they walk on my childhood home's stairs, the familiar scent that I know and love hits when I open the front door, nothing has changed, and for that I am grateful.
"Bella must be out with her school friends, why don't you go ahead and settle in, I have some paperwork I have to take care of in the kitchen for work." Dad smiles, making sure to be as warm as he can.
I nod and climb up the stairs with my luggage, a smile stretching over my teeth at the memories displayed on the walls in eternal greatness, photographs from Bella and I when we were born, all the way up to the summers we spent together, though a lot of them were also photos where we were us each in our own, most of hers being from mom's house, all of mine being here at home. My room was at the farthest end of the hall, the wooden door with my name etched into it coming into view rather fast. My room, dad had always promised would be the best in the house. And it is. the closet was turned into a mini library, books on built in shelves, my dresser has a TV, I had a queen sized bed with dark blue bedding, and my window nook had a teal desk built in. I even have a teal rug taking up 70% of my room! My art supplies were shoved into a wooden curio hutch and my easel was in the gap between the corner of my wall and my cherry wood and oak dresser.
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(A/N: this is the inspo for the room, except his desk chair is a padded, rolling leather desk chair with arm rests and a throw blanket on the back of it, and the desk has a small waste basket below it)
I was glad to be home, finishing college online over this next year, and helping dad take care of my baby sister. She was only two years younger, but I was extremely protective and would follow her to the ends of the earth to keep her safe. Unpacking was easy, and once I had my laptop and charger set up, my suitcases pushed under my bed along with the under bed storage full of any of my extra belongings, I get myself up off the floor, and walk back downstairs and beeline for the kitchen. Kitchen cabinets were rummaged through, the door of the fridge opened and then closed with a groan, I realized on my search that I would need to shop for groceries later.
"Well, I guess we eat at the diner tonight?" I chuckle, puffing my shaggy curls out of my eyes as I flop on a dining table chair by my dad. I knew he lived like that normally, but I thought Bella living with him would fix that. Though I guess with her semi-vegitative state, I shouldn't be as surprised as I was by the state of the home's food supply.
"Yeah, sorry about that. We can tackle that tomorrow, and maybe take you car shoppin." Dad says, flashing me his apologetic smile he normally gave me, a less sheepish version of what anyone else would get in this scenario from him.
"No worries dad, you've been going through a lot lately, I can always just order pizza tonight for us all, especially since we don't know when Bella is coming home tonight." My reply is followed by a door of a car slamming and our front door opening and closing.
"Oh, Henry, aren't you still going to school?" Bella asked with a confused face, not sure why her brother who still had one last year of schooling in college in California. It felt odd to see him again, especially since she hadn't seen him in almost three years because of it.
"Dad wanted both of his kids at home with him I guess. But school is letting me do the rest of my course work online, and if I finish early, I can just graduate ahead of schedule." While I was not lying, I didn't want to make her feel bad about why I was back, so I only changed up the wording to prevent her knowing dad had called her a shell like zombie with scream inducing nightmares.
"But enough of me, did you have a good day today? And have you done your homework?" The older brother mode was in full force, causing my sister to laugh and roll her eyes at me, "Yes, mother dearest Henry." Sarcasm was dripping from every word and only making me laugh to myself at her snark. I am sure glad that hasn't changed about her.
Who knew that the world would soon bring the biggest change to his once normal life, and that once he came home from college, nothing would ever be the same?
