The Night the Snow Stopped Falling (rewrite)

It was dark and the freezing, cold snow had stop falling. It felt like, time had stopped and everything was frozen in ice. It was only four days before my wedding. Four days before my new life started. I should be so happy to find out I'm pregnant…but I couldn't shake the feeling that…being pregnant wasn't the only thing right now. I felt used for some reason. I felt scared and lost like a child at the park. I felt betrayed. However, I shook the feeling away. I went to go tell Edward. I went to go tell my soon-to-be-husband. My lover. I shouldn't have walked through that door. I shouldn't have saw him on top of Tanya, yelling her name. I…shouldn't have told him I was pregnant.

"It's not my baby! That thing doesn't belong to me! Tanya was right, you did cheat on me!"

That was 16 years ago.

"Mom! Have you seen my math book!" Mason yelled from upstairs.

I sighed. I keep telling Mason to put his stuff up! Does he not listen to me? My spoiled 16 year-old son! He does this every morning; but I love him.

"Did you look in your bag?" I shouted as I put on some eye shadow. I was wearing black and red today. A short sleeved, silky, red blouse with black work pants and high heels.

"Yes!" Mason shouted back.

"Did you check the coffee table?" I put on some eye liner.

I heard footsteps going down the stairs. Then Mason shouted, "Yeah!"

Put my hair in a bun, "Did you check the kitchen?"

Heard footsteps get distant for awhile before another, "Yeah!"

I sighed and thought about it. Not in the kitchen, not in his bag, not on the coffee table…oh…duh!

"Did you check your bathroom!"

I heard footsteps run back up stairs and down the hall. I waited for five minutes. Then Mason's head pop through my door.

He smiled at my with a dazzle smile, "I love you mom."

His hair was bronze, but he had a low hair cut. Nicely done. A long jaw and brown eyes like mine. Tall and buff…not too much though. He had on a black hoodie, with a shirt that has a green smiley face on it and blue jeans.

I grabbed my bag and smirked, "It was in the bathroom again?"

He rubbed his neck and turned the other way, "Maybe…"

I laughed, "One day it is going to fall in the tub or whatever you do in there with your book."

"So what if I study sometimes, while taking a bath? You wanted a smart kid, right?" He smirked back.

I rolled my eyes and locked the door. "Get your ass in the car Mason."

He did after sticking his tongue at me. I got in the car and started it.

We were down the street from his high school.

"Mom…there is this girl…and I was wandering if she could come over for dinner one night?" Mason glanced over at me.

I smirked. Question time!

"Is she pretty?"

"Very, but not sluty."

"Is she smart?"

"Very."

"She got a criminal record?"

"Not that I know of."

"Can she cook?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to get her pregnant?"

"Hell no."

"Are you going to cheat on her?"

"No."

"Is she the jealous type?"

"I don't think so."

Last question. "Is she crazy?"

"Urggh! No Mom! She is not crazy!" Mason groaned.

By now we were in front of the school gate. Mason got out of the car before giving me a kiss on the cheek. "Good luck today at work. Don't let any man touch you. I'm the only brat you are supposed to have" He smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, Mason. I'll keep my legs closed like every other day at work." It is true though. Ever since Edward, I haven't dated for 16 years. Partly because I had to take care of Mason and I. When I told Mason the truth, when he was 13, he got protective of me. He never let any man get to comfortable around me, unless he is family or a friend.

"Good girl." He got out the car and left.

I chuckled a little, before driving off.

I had just parked in a parking space and got out of the car, when I got a call.

"Hello? Isabella Swan speaking" I answered.

"….Bella?" A voice said in my ear. A voice I never wanted to hear.

"Who is this?" I froze in my spot. I was so close to opening my building's door. I'm the boss of one of the hotels. 'Isa Swan' is one of the five star hotels around. My family owns the company.

"Bella…it's…Alice…um…I wanted a reservation at your hotel…" Alice stomped over words.

"Why are you calling me? Just call one nearest hotels or the front desk" I said.

"The nearest hotel is the one near you and I wanted to ask you" Alice excused.

I sighed. "Alright let me get to my office first."

"Ok. The whole family is coming down!" Alice exclaimed.

Oh my god…