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Bella's POV: four months later.
Edward and I have been dating for four months now and it's been the best four months of my life. Before Edward, my life was unbalanced and full of inconsistencies. I guess that's why I'm so good at being a temp, there's nothing to hold me down.
Now I found that for the first time, I wanted someone to hold me down. My life now revolved around Edward. He's my soul mate, my true love, but most of all he's my best friend. Edward is always the perfect gentleman wherever I'm around. He's also kind, loving, gentle and just plain amazing.
Even though we had only been dating a total of four months and three days, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. I found myself hoping every day that Edward felt the same way about me, but a part of me felt like that could never happen. I was just a plain Jane with brown eyes and brown hair. Edward was a doctor who looked like a Greek god and I was sure that he could get any girl with a snap of his fingers if he tried. That was why I feared losing him at any moment. He could have anyone he wanted so the question remained. Why would he settle with me?
I knew it was silly for me to be so fragile and afraid of love, but I believe that if you don't give your heart then it will never get broken. I only took a chance with Edward because he seemed so different, so caring. I have not regretted my decision to date him for even a second.
My fears multiplied when Edward told me, he had something very important that he wanted to ask me. What was so important that he couldn't ask me over the phone? I questioned warily.
It was too late for that now, though. If Edward ever decided to leave me, I would never be able to cope and I was certain no one could ever have my heart. It would always belong to Edward.
I was willing to go through anything that life threw at us if that meant that I could be with Edward Cullen now and forever.
Esme's POV:
I sat in my therapist's office and watched the dreaded tape recording of my last show. All I could think about was that I was finally getting out of Inverness Valley Clinic and going home to spend more time with my son Edward and my friend Rosalie.
The therapy had worked wonders on all my bottled up anger and resentment and my therapist had finally cleared me to give my new self a chance at being in control outside this blasted clinic.
I looked at myself jumping at the teenaged pop star and gasped. All my thoughts had changed. I promised myself I would be different and remain calm and collected at all times.
"I just wanted you to take a look at the old Esme," my therapist explained while looking at the notes in front of her.
"Thank heavens I've changed," I replied happily.
"Yes, just remember that your breakdown was only four months ago. Please take it nice and slow, no stress," she said sternly.
"Absolutely, in fact, I'm going to take a vacation. I've been promising my son we'd go to Africa since he was a little boy and I finally have the time," I said delightedly.
"That's good," she responded in the same tone.
"Don't worry I'm in complete control," I told her matter-of-factly.
All I have to do now is keep that promise. How hard could that be? I thought as I pulled myself out the chair and walked toward the door.
As my hand touched the door a feeling of freedom flew through me, I was free!
As I left the clinic for hopefully that last time, I saw Rosalie standing by the car with a wide smile on her face and I couldn't stop myself from squealing her name in delight. It was the first time I had been able to see her in six months.
Her only response was another smile followed by the cheeky comment, "Well, good, they still have you medicated."
I was almost offended, but decided not to take her words to heart since I knew she was only joking.
"Rosalie, I figured it out. Life I mean," I stated confidently.
"Oh this ought to be good," I heard Rosalie mutter as she walked over to her side of the car.
"It's not about how many celebrities I interview and what my ratings are. It's about relationships and family."
"Oh!" was all Rosalie said, but I could see her concerned smile as she opened the driver's side door.
"Me and my son," I continued as I got into the passenger seat smiling like the Cheshire cat.
"Oh I just spoke to Edward," Rosalie replied.
"Did you get the tickets?" I asked hopefully.
"I sure did, they're right here," Rosalie replied waving the envelopes.
"He's going to be so surprised," I replied ecstatically.
"Yeah the three of you should have a great time," Rosalie mumbled so quietly that it took me a moment to realize that she'd said three instead of two.
"Three? I questioned, confused.
"Yeah, uh, you, Edward and his new girlfriend," Rosalie answered, starting up the car.
"New girlfriend?" I demanded in shock. I had only been away four months and my son was already dating a girl without me approving of her first. "Well that's a lovely surprise," I continued.
"It is?" Rosalie sounded shocked.
"Well, I mean, it can't be too serious. I've only been away four months," I replied while I reached for the sunroof and started fiddling with the controls.
Rosalie's calming hand stopped me from breaking the controls. However, she did not offer a response to my theory.
We passed the remainder of the journey in silence and soon we were speeding down my long driveway.
I didn't really register where we were, however. Thoughts of my Edward and his new girlfriend were still plaguing me.
They couldn't be that serious, could they? I wondered. I knew one thing for sure if they were a serious couple I would nip that in the bud before you could say Africa.
Little did I know that Edward and Bella were indeed a serious couple and were currently unpacking boxes at my son's apartment.
A/N: Ah, Esme's out and Bella's moving in with Edward. Please review and leave me your thoughts, love gem xoxox Please Join me in saying a big thank you to my fabulous beta Tinian I' att for all her hard work.
