Characters:
Isabella Lila Cullen 21. Make-up artist for Mac cosmetics. Has a son Named Tristan Ryan Cullen Lives with The Whitlock's.
Tristan Ryan Cullen. 4. Claims he will be a Surgeon like his Grandpa Whitlock.
Emmett Caden McCarthy. 22, Fire Fighter. Lives with Brother Edward
Alice Nichole Hale. 21. Jr. Fashion editor for popular fashion magazine called (Lucky) Isabella's best friend. Girlfriend to Jasper.
Rosalie Lynn Whitlock. 22. Aspiring model/Actress. Twin Sister of Jasper. Isabella's Second Best friend.
Jasper James Whitlock. 22 works in construction, going to school for architecture. Twin brother of Rosalie. Boyfriend to Alice, Isabella's close friend.
Edward Mitchell McCarthy. 23 Paramedic, Brother to Older brother to Emmett.
Carslie Ryan Whitlock 50 Chief Surgeon. Father to Whitlock Twins. Married to Esme Whitlock for 26 years. Took in Isabella and her son. God Father to Tristan Ryan
Esme June Whitlock. 48 Housewives. Mother to Whitlock Twin. Esme Accepted Isabella s her own daughter when Isabella was put on the streets by her parents. Godmother to Tristan Ryan.
Summary: Isabella was miss popularity in in high school and was almost crowned prom queen when she became pregnant with her son, at the young age on 17. The parent's of her high school sweet heart shipped him off to his aunt's house once they heard the news. Isabella's Parents considered her a shame and kicked her out on the street with nowhere to go. Rosalie Lynn Whitlock Convinced her parents to let her stay with them considering she was already family. Even with all the love and support Isabella was given she still closed off her heart. She vowed to never let another man leave her or her son. When she meets, Emmett McCarthy she is forced to look at how cold she has really became. Can Emmett Find the lost key to her heart, or is it to broken to be fixed even with the help of her loved ones.
Author's Note: I hope you guys enjoy the plot this story. Give it a chance I am sure it will touch your hearts as it has done with mine. This story is about love and the risk you take with it everyday, Even thought you have been hurt before you have to believe that, that special someone is out there for you. Not All Men Are A Like! Everyone deserves to be in love. Life and Love go hand in hand. Thank you for reading and I cannot wait to hear your thoughts and suggestions in a review. I will update with every ten reviews. I need to know that this story is worth it. J
Today was such a nice day out; I could not waist it inside. It was the first day I had off in two weeks. So I did what I do everyday off, I spent it with the love of my life. My son Tristan. I was out in the front yard playing football with him. He got a kick out of me trying to play with him because I was a girl and usually Jasper plays with him. I loved hearing him laugh, Just knowing I created that laugh made my heart over whelm with joy.
"Mama Can we walk to the beach?" Tristan asked in an excited tone as he jumped up and down at the thought of going. It was only 11 am and everyone was out at work or school. I smiled at him as he impatiently waited for my answer. "Can we mama please can we, and you can make a sandcastle and we can run from the water if it is too cold, Please mommy can we go?" Tristan began to beg.
"OK, we can go but you need to pick up you toys first." I said picking up his football.
"Ok Mommy." Tristan ran in too the house. I went inside where Esme was in the kitchen polishing her sliver wear. Esme was pretty much my mother. Her and her family brought me into there home when I was seventeen. Once my parents found out I was pregnant with Tristan, and that his father skipped town they decided it would be best if I left there lives. They where embarrassed by there daughter who was now considered a whore. I had it all back then, everyone wanted to be my friend, and I was invited to every party. I dated the hottest guy in school, who was the only man I have ever slept with and the father of my very handsome son. Jacob said he wanted to be there for our baby when I told him, but I found out he went home and begged his parents to let him finish the year at his aunts house. They thought it would be best to keep him away from the "likes of me". What a bunch of assholes, they all left me to be on my own. If it wasn't for the Whitlock's I don't think I would have made it. They helped me finish school and to pursue becoming a make-up artist. Esme watches Tristan while I work. They all encourage me to get out and have fun but I insist I have fun, even if it is just with my son. I wont let him see people come and go into his life. If you're not a permanent fixture in my life, you don't know my son.
"Tristan seems excited." Esme smiled at me looking in the direction he ran off too.
"Yea, I think it is warm enough to go to the beach now. He has been wanting to go for weeks." I took a clean rag and started to help Esme polish.
"That's a good idea; it's a nice day out. That boy would live in water if he could." Esme laughed at the image of Tristan living underwater. He really did love the beach, swimming, taking baths. "Maybe you will meet a nice man out there." Esme gave me an encouraged smile. Pursed my lips, not wanting to have this conversation yet again. "Bella, your young you're smart and you're beautiful. It's ok to go on dates. It won't hurt Tristan. If he doesn't know." Esme gave me a motherly concerned look. I took in a deep breath letting it out in a rush.
"Esme, I don't have time for dates, stop worrying about me I'm fine, I'm happy with my life." I pleaded with her but she never bought it. She could always see right throw me, she knew deep down I was lonely. She knew I would never admit to it, but still she pressed the situation hoping to some how brake throw to me one day.
"It was just a thought." She said taking the rag out of my hand. Tristan ran in wearing his black and plaid famous stars and strips swim trunks, with his black shirt with matching blue writing. He even fixed his hair; he loved having it cut in a FO Hawk.
"Already to go to the beach Tristan?" Esme said amused.
"Yeah nana! Mommy lets go!" Tristan said taking my hand tugging on it.
"Wait a minute; did you pick up your toys?" I asked giving him a warning look with my eyes.
"Yes, mama come on."\Tristan whined pulling on my hand.
"Ok say good bye to Nana." I said grabbing his towel from him. Tristan ran to Esme giving her a hug.
When we got to the beach, Tristan was all over the place. We made a pretty nice sandcastle. Tristan was really into watching the pools of water by the rocks. He liked watching the crabs and small fish in them. I was sitting on the rocks while Tristan laughed at the crabs running from the waves. He could sit there all day watching ocean life.
"Mommy, do you think nana could cook the crab." Tristan said holding up a small crab. I laughed because a few months ago Esme made Crab legs. Tristan was upset with her because she didn't take him to get the crabs. He thought she walked down here and caught them her self.
"No baby, remember we don't eat crabs close to home." I said watching him throw it in to the ocean.
"Mama I'm hungry." Tristan said whipping his hands clean from sand.
"You ready to go babe?" I said looking at my phone not realizing it was already 4:30.
"Yeah. Can I take a bath when we get home?" Tristan asked but I already knew he would be more then willing to take a bath. He hates being dirty. I think it's because I was constantly changing him and wash him as a baby.
"Yep, come on." I reached for his hand and we started making our way up the long street home. When we where close enough to see the house I let his hand go. I thought he was going to run home but he ran across the street to where a couple of guys where with there dog.
"Cool, look mama," He said running right up to the dog.
"Tristan Ryan get over here you know better then to run across the street." I said running after him.
"It's ok he doesn't bit." A tall man with messy bronze hair said petting the dog.
"Mommy can I pet him please." Tristan begged moving just his feet with anticipation. I looked at the lanky man who gave me a crooked smile that might have dazzled most women.
"Fine." I said crossing my arms.
"What's his name?" Tristan asked the stranger, another man walked out of the house. HE was just as tall but he was massively bulky. You could see his muscles from under his shirt. He walked out with a dimply smile grow when he saw Tristan petting the dog. "Nice Rocky." I turned my attention back to Tristan. The lanky name stood up.
"Hello I'm Edward McCarthy. My brother and I just moved in." He said holding his hand out for me to shack.
"I'm Isabella, This is my son Tristan." I said in a business like manner, not wanting to give him the wrong impression.
"Emmett." Edwards's brother held his hand out for me to shack. He took my hand in his giving it a light squeezed.
"We live over there." Tristan said jumping up. "Can I play with Rocky sometimes?" Tristan ask the two brothers in front of us.
"Tristan no, come on we have to go." I said not now, what I would think of the situation.
"Sorry little man, Mom has the last word." Emmett smiled down at him, Then up to me. Tristan looked down in disappointment.
"Bella who are your friends?" I turned around to see Rosalie coming over. She has been one of my best friends since middle school. She was a major flirt and she knew it. She was always trying to get me to go out with her to clubs and Bars but I always managed to get out of it. She was tall thin, with long blonde hair blue eyes, perfect body. Every mans dream girl if you ask me.
"Hi I'm Rosalie Whitlock, but everyone calls me Rose. You two are?" She asked taking each of there hands.
"It's Edward, Emmett and Rocky." Tristan answered with a huge smile. We all laughed at his enthusiasm.
"We just moved into town." Emmett said looking back at me with a handsome smile.
"Are you new in town?" Rose asked keeping the conversation going. I stood to the side in an awkward silence.
"Actually we are, we just moved here from New York." Edward answered giving her his supposed dazzling smile. When I herd her giggle, I knew she bought it.
"Come on babe, you need a bath." I said taking Tristan by his hand.
"It was nice meeting you." I said mostly to Emmett because Edward and Rose where wrapped up in there own conversation.
"Nice to meet you two. Bye" Emmett said a bit confused but I didn't care. He was nobody to me.Tristan waved good-bye and we went home where I started Tristan's bath.
"Mommy I want a doggy." Tristan said while I washed his hair.
"No, we don't have time for doggies. One day when you're older you can have one." I wanted to let him down ease.
"But I want one now." Tristan began to pout. I let out a sigh feeling a little tired myself.
"Wash your hair out." I changed the subject getting up and reaching for his towel.
"Then can I play with Rocky?" Tristan asked me a gentle smile, his eyes filled with hope.
"Well see." I answered holding the towel open for him. His face slowly changed into his puppy dogface. "Ok maybe you can play with him if we see them again." I side in defeat. Tristan jumped out of the water I wrapped him up picking him up and tickling him. I got him dress and we head down stairs where everyone was all at getting ready to eat. Tristan sat in his usually seat in between Jasper and Carslie
"Where did you go? Those guys were hot." Rose said as soon as she saw me.
"What guys?" Jasper asked amused. I rolled my eyes.
"Tristan needed a bath you big flirt." I said setting the salad bowl at the dinner table.
"I think Emmett was into you. Were going to show them around town next Wednesday." Rose said nonchalant. My mouth dropped open with shock, and then anger washed over me.
"What do you mean WE Rosalie?" I asked giving her a death glare.
"Oh come on there new in town and they don't know where anything is at, it's during the day and it's not a date. Come on please I kind of like the skinner one, and it would be rude to just show one of them the town." Rose said standing in front of me pouting her lip. "Please, just this once." She begged. I herd low chuckles. From the family.
"No Rose, I have to work." That was always my excuse.
"No you don't that why I picked Wednesday it's your next day off. Com eon Bella I already said you'd come." Rose gave me pleading eyes.
"Come on Bella, its just driving around town. And what maybe lunch. That's hardly a date." Jasper throws his two cents in. I shock my head thinking about it. I let out a big sigh throwing my hands in the air.
"Why is everyone so worried about my love life?" I asked in irritated fit.
"Cause you don't have love in your life mama." Tristan answered my question I looked over at him. "Auntie Ali and Auntie Rose said that you punch your self too much mama." Tristan said resting his little fist on his check. I felt my face burn with embarrassment. I looked over at Rose feeling tears building up.
"Id appreciate it if you would not talk about me in front of my son." I said in a calm tone as everyone watched me with shocked eyes. "Excuse me Esme, I'm not that hungry. Tristan stay here and eat your dinner I'll be back." I started to walk out the door. I herd Tristan try to come after me but Carslie got him.
"Mommy needs sometime to her self come on lets eat." I herd Carslie say before I shut the door.
I walked down to the beach taking a seat on the rocks watching the rest of the sun set. All I thought about was how pathetic everyone must think I am, When I thought I was doing what was best for my son. It's not easy being mommy and daddy. I was comfortable with how my life was. I didn't have to worry about heart ache because there was no one to hurt it, Tristan was happy healthy, and loved. He deserved all my free time after I brought him into the world with out a real family to care for him. Sure the Whitlock's where great and they loved Tristan and myself like there own but it's not there blood that runs throw his veins. I hated myself for not giving him the proper life he should have. Real grandparents, a dad, His own house. A dog if he wanted it. I try everyday to make him happy because when he grows up I don't want him to hate me for him not having his dad. The thought brought tears to my eyes. Tristan was my whole life, with out him I'm nothing, I'll have nothing to live for.
"Isabella right?" I herd a deep unsure voice from behind me. I quickly whipped my eyes too turn around and see who it was. It was out new nieghbor Emmett.
"Ugh, Yeah, Hi." I said not sure what he wanted. He looked at my sort of confused but then gave me a cheeky grin.
"This place is amazing huh?" Emmett said looking out into ocean.
"Yeah." I answered coldly.
"I herd there is a cave around here somewhere, I was trying to look for it. Do you now where it is at?" He smiled wide looking around.
"By the cliff." I answered stiff.
"Oh am I bothering you?" He asked seeming a little offended. I looked at him feeling bad for being rude with him.
"Not really, I was just thinking." I answered honestly.
"You know my mom used to say sometimes the best way to make peace with something is just to let it go and have some fun, and That if you over think something the pressure of it can cause you to make the wrong choice. It has to come from the heart not the brain." Emmett said crossing his arms with a proud smile. I looked back to the ocean.
"What dose she say about over thinking the wrong choices you have made?" I asked with a bit of an attitude.
"I ugh I don't' know, I'll have to get back to you on that one." He slightly chuckled.
"So would you like to show me the cave?" He asked going back to the original subject.
"Why so you can try to make a move." I said looking at him over my shoulder.
"Wow ok, Listen as pretty as you are I'm only trying to find the cave, you know where it's at. Not ever man wants to fuck you. Some of us actually like making friends when we move to new places, but trust me I'm not a fan of stuck up bitches." Emmett snapped walking away. I hoped of the rocks.
"Wait!" I called out to him. I don't know why I didn't want him to think I was a bitch.
"What?" He ask turning around annoyed.
"I'm sorry, I'm not really a bitch. Its just I don't know." I said confused at the end of my sentence.
"OK, Prove it and show me where the cave is." Emmett said walking over to me.
"It's dark." I said with a raised eyebrow looking toward the cliff where the cave is.
"Being scared and still doing it is half the fun." Emmett smiled.
"I'm not scared but I do need to get home to my son, maybe another time." I said walking away toward the street. He ran after me.
"Ok, so you owe me a tour of the town, and the cave, sounds like a great start to a friendship." He walked next to me. I giggled a little.
"Maybe, I like to get to know someone before I call him my friend." I said seriously crossing my hands over one another as we walked. Emmett laughed a booming laugh that reminded me of waves crashing.
"Ok so, the tours are like trial friendship?" Emmett said still laughing.
"I guess." I knew I wasn't going to end up being friends with me but if I told him them he would call me a bitch again. I hated that word, I am in no way a bitch.
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