Hope everyone liked the prologue. The story is mostly from Edward's POV. My characters a little different from the one in the books. Here is the first chapter. Hope everyone enjoys it.

Disclaimer: The plot belongs to me.

Chapter 1:Plan

The screeching sound of the tyres of a car coming to halt woke me up from my sleep. Cursing the stupid car and the owner I glanced towards the alarm clock on the side table. It showed 6 o' clock in the morning. We had gone to sleep just a few hours back. Didn't we? Who could come so early in the morning just in a few hours of Emmett's wedding. I yawned and decided to ignore the sound and the unexpected visitor and go back to sleep. I was very tired and my back was hurting. I turned over and grabbed another pillow to use it as a leg rest.

Sleep had taken be back for just a few minutes when Emmett's loud booming voice came from downstairs. 'Mom! Dad! Edward! Where are you all?' I should have known that Emmett was the only human being capable of disturbing people from their much needed rest. My naive brother. A door across the hallway opened and my dad's muffled voice came out. 'Emmett please be quiet, your mother and everybody else is sleeping. What are you doing here now?' I chuckled silently in my pillow. My dad, always the gentleman. Would go even through fire to keep my mom safe and at peace. 'Sorry dad, but there is something important I have to discuss with you all, especially Edward' said Emmett. 'What is it? Are you safe? Is Rosalie well?' asked my dad panic visible in his voice. I could imagine his look in my head. He would be standing in his pyjamas, his blonde hair dishevelled on his head (a hazard with the men of the family), brows creased together and fully getting into doctor mode. Dr. Carlisle Cullen, the CEO of Chicago Citizen Care Hospital could never tolerate anything bad happening to anyone in his presence. He was a doctor who had patients flocking at his doorstep everyday and everybody believed that he could cure anyone. I had to agree that he was good at whatever he did.

'No, everyone is fine. Please come down to the hall. I'll go and call Edward' Emmett said and I could hear his loud footsteps coming towards my door. I groaned inwardly. I did not want to hear my older brother's shit early in the morning. I had too much alcohol last night and my head was throbbing. I wanted to sleep. Why couldn't he be in bed and make love to his wife on the morning after his wedding. Mom and dad had gifted them an apartment so that Emmett would shift to downtown Chicago from New York after his marriage and stay near the family.

'Eddiekins! Come on sunshine, get up!' Emmett said and snatched away the comforter from my body. I was so preoccupied in my thoughts that I had not even heard the doorknob turning and the door opening. He was 27 years old for crying out loud and still did not respect his 21 year old brother's privacy. He hadn't bother to knock. 'Shut up! What the fuck are you doing here now?' I asked him slowly getting up and rubbing my eyes to adjust to the sunlight entering from the windows. Courtesy: my older brother. 'Ahha! Such flowery words in my greeting. I am wounded, Eddie' he said holding his hand on the left side of his chest showing a fake wound on his heart. Such a drama queen, asshole. I looked at him irritated that he looked absolutely fresh and well rested in a white tee shirt and blue jeans. How did he manage to look so good after partying till late at night. I decided that I would never understand my older brother but this charm of his was what attracted me and that is why I loved him. He sat on the foot of the bed and produced a Starbucks jumbo sized coffee cup for me. I happily took it from him sighing in relief that caffeine would be helpful in my current situation.

Sipping into the coffee I felt a warm feeling as the caffeine entered my system. 'I never knew you could be such a drunkard. Though you were sitting and sulking in a corner at my wedding. Didn't find any chick to make your cock twitch?'

Emmett said chuckling. I snapped at him. 'Shut the fuck up. You better have a valid reason to disturb me at this hour. Else you are out of my room. I don't care even if you have an ice queen as your wife.' Rosalie Cullen nee Swan was more my sister than Emmett was my brother. We were strangely protective of each other. But she could be a bitch at times. With long blonde hair and blue eyes, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen after my mother, the classic beauty Esme Cullen. 'Hey, come down. Rose was upset too. You know how much she loves you, with her never having a brother. She did not like you being my best man and not dancing with her sister, her maid of honour. I could not remember well who are maid of honour was, Her cousin sister Alice. I did not want to dance so I had refused her. I didn't do stupid things like dancing. I followed a schedule for my life and that only included me delivering my best man speech. I could not remember how I ended up getting drunk. 'I don't dance' I said to him. 'What do you want? I have work to do. Projects from school pending'. It was the truth. Being a third year Harvard Medical student I was too busy. I did not have the time to chill nor party hard. I had to become a renowned and successful doctor like my dad.

'Yeah, you and your homework shit. You are not the only one who has been in college, you know' said Emmett in a sneer. Emmett Cullen never gave much attention to studies or being serious. He had followed mom in being an architect and was very successful. 'Yeah, whatever' I said and got up from the bed. A hot shower would be nice because thanks to Emmett I could not go back to sleep anymore.

'Okay, dude let me get back to business' said Emmett suddenly turning serious. 'Thanks heaven for that' I mumbled but he had heard me. 'Don't laugh bro. Rosie would get my balls if I don't do it. Okay I want you to extend your holiday' said Emmett. I looked at him. Was he insane? He was asking me to miss classes with exams being so near. 'You know I can't stay. Exams are coming and I have already missed a week's class.' I said looking at him. He had to understand. Moreover, there was nothing for me to do staying here anyway. 'You are top of class. I know that. Two weeks won't kill you. I want you to stay' he said pouting. Emmett pouting was not a pretty sight. 'Why?' I asked him. 'Because it's a wedding gift for me and Rosie from you. Rosie insists. Do you want her to come here and knock some senses into your head?' The thought of Rosalie Cullen's bitch mode was too torturous.

'What do you need one week for?' I asked. 'Oh its important' he said. I did some mental calculations. I was a straight A student with the highest GPA and a near perfect attendance. I could stay. 'Let me think. I'll tell you over breakfast. Now leave I need to shower' I said retrieving a towel from the fresh laundry set from the walk-in-closet. 'You are staying and that's final. Bye, honeybee!' He said and blew me a kiss and opened the door to go out of the room.

I didn't realize that I was too pissed on him to snap back. He turned once and said 'oh you will need to pack your pack. We leave for California today with Rose and her sisters.' He said and closed the door with a loud thud.

What the fuck just happened?

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