Tell The Truth

Khali POV

"Good morning Mrs. McCarthy. How are you this afternoon?"

"I'm fine thank you. Is Mr. McCarthy busy at the moment?" I asked.

John, Bear's assistant, quickly answered 'no' before shoving me into his office. I gave John a quiet thank you as he was leaving back to his desk. Sighing I took of my coat and threw it across the plush cashmere sofa in Bear's office. I bought it a year ago after seeing how dull his office looked.

"No. I want it done tonight or you and your pig greedy uncle can find some other company to munch off of." I followed the sound of Emmett's frustrated voice.

"Of course Mr. McCarthy. I completely understand, that's a brilliant idea can't believe I didn't think of it myself." Came the shaky voice of Sam. Sam was a partner of McCarthy Inc. He was actually a pretty smart guy with a good future, it was just his uncle that kept him from reaching his full potential.

The man had a gambling problem like no other, and he didn't give a damn about anyone but himself. I'd met him a couple of times to many at Bear's business parties. But he was still Sam's uncle and I could appreciate his need stand by his family.

That thought alone brought me back to the Cullens, we hadn't heard from them since the failed gender party. I guess Bear laid the law down sufficiently enough so that they wouldn't come back. Although I wouldn't mind Jasper so much, I could tell Bear missed him lots, though they did still talk on the phone.

"Sam if I wanted someone to kiss my ass I'd pay you. I'll call you later and hope that you have that account money back to what its supposed to be." Emmett didn't wait for a response before slamming the receiver on the hook. He sighed and rolled his neck before looking up and smiling at me. The angry demanding boss gone, replaced with my gentle Bear.

I shook my head walking up the few steps that led to his massive desk, my heels clicking against the wooden floor. "Why is every time I visit your yelling at Sam and his uncle."

"Because they're always doing something wrong." He sighed. Both his arms wrapped around my waist as I stepped in front of him. "It seems Paul felt the need to feed his gambling problem again."

"Oh God." I muttered.

"And he used the money from the Malone family." Bear stressed letting his head fall against my chest. I spluttered using my hands to lift his head.

"The Mafia Malone?"

"The Mafia Malone." He whispered. "But don't worry I put it all back from our personal account. I just told Sam that it was still empty so he could see how serious his uncles addiction was becoming."

I nodded my head thoughtfully. "That's good. Now he'll get some help."

"He will," Bear agreed. "but I don't think that's why you stopped by. What'sp?"

Emmett walked around his desk with my hand in his before sinking down in his chair and pulling me in his lap.

"Well..." I started. "I was eating lunch with Sasha and guess who decided to kick?" I whispered looking down at my growing tummy. Bear was stroking it unconsciously before his hand froze.

And as if sensing daddy's distress, the kicking started again. I squealed in delight and grabbed Bear's hand to lay it on the top left of my stomach, the cotton fabric dress doing nothing to block his cool fingers.

Bear's head snapped up to me in a way that would've surely given me head rush. Awe covered his features like a tidal wave and I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck in a big hug.

"That's amazing." He whispered. "Is-is it normal for that to happen? How do know somethings not wrong? Should we call someone? Or a doctor."

I giggled. "No Bear. Calm down." I soothe.

"Are sure? What about John? John!" He shouted. I was in a fit of giggles when I saw John's face when he burst threw the door in panic.

I couldn't even stop laughing long enough tell John his service was not needed. But when I did stop laughing and explained what happened he started to laugh too.

"I was just trying to tell my goofy husband that kicking is perfectly normal. It means the baby is fully grown."

Bear's stomach shook with laughter, a child would've surely mistaken him for Santa Claus. "Well that's great! So that means it time for you to got to the hospital? Did you water break?"

"No Bear. Gosh do you pay attention to anything I say? We still have four months to go."

"But that's so long." He complained. Annndd now he's doing puppy dog eyes.

"Its not like I can rush this thing up Em." Before he could reply we both felt another round of kicks which caused me to jump the same way I did at lunch with Sasha.

"Alright you two need to stop double teaming me." I muttered annoyed. Emmett's laughter shook my being with mirth.

"I gotta call Jasper!" He exclaimed when the little nudge stopped. After quickly placing me in the chair and making sure I was comfortable, he rushed off to the other room to call his brother.

"Is this what you have to deal with everyday?" I asked John who watched his boss run off amused.

"Yep. I only deal with it cause I know he goes to you at the end of the day. He's your bedtime problem." He chuckled while I joined in with my wind chime giggles. "No wonder he divorced his ex-wife for you."

"Yeah I know-wait, what?"

~YLTH~

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth.

Everyone has a closet, in the night they wear disguise. In the dark they hide from the truth. In the end they lie to you.

"Baby? Khali, listen, can we just talk?" Emmett asked from behind me. I ignored him shoving dishes in the sink roughly. How dare he?

"Baby listen all I wanna say is-"

"What? What? What Emmett? What!" I screamed throwing a plate towards the wall where it broke and fell to the floor. I couldn't take it anymore. "What do you want?"

One day the skeletons are gonna come out, one day the elephant in the room will make a sound. Watch out for lions and the tigers and bears, its bout to hit the fan, you better beware.

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth.

"I just wanna talk-"

"Oh know you wanna talk to me." I say sarcasticly.

"Listen Baby, you know me." He whispered.

"No I don't know you! I know the Bear that told me everything. But you," I shrugged. "I have no idea who you are."

"Khali listen."

"If I hadn't gone to your office, if I hadn't spoken to John would you'd even told me about this?"

"What are you crazy? Of course I would've told you!" He shouted.

I nodded my head in fake agreement. "Yeah, yeah. Like you told me about your family? Or what about the marriage, yes you told me about you being married to this women. What haven't you told me Emmett?"

"Baby." He sighed

"Cause all I'm hearing are things you haven't told me!"

Tell your wife, you lied, for no reason. They point fingers and bite the hands that feed them. Couple load, for they no now what they do, swear to God they're no better than you.

"Okay you right I should've told you." He pleaded.

"You should have. Why didn't you?" I whirled around to face him.

"I didn't think it was big deal and then how do I say this to you without looking..."

"Guilty? Guilty. I'm your wife Emmett, your supposed to trust me. You Let This Happen."

"What you think I encouraged? You think I wanted her here again?"

"Oh don't give me that innocent bullshit! I was there before we were together, I saw you. I saw how you played your games and you played all those girls but you never did that to me. Until now."

One day the skeletons are gonna come out, one day the elephant in the room will make a sound. Look out for lions and the tigers and bears. Its bout to hit the fan, you better beware.

"What is this? Is this about the baby? Are you not ready or-"

"Gosh. It is not like that Khali!" He stressed gripping his hair and taking a step away from the counter that separated us. "This women is the past!" He yelled trying to get my attention back on him as I stared unseeingly at the table.

"Do I ever I ask you for anything? I never ask you for anything! All I ever asked you was to be honest with me!"

"I told you the truth!"

"No you did not!"

"Yes I did"

"No you didn't." I whispered. Silent tears rolled down my face.

"Khali I told you the truth." He cooed.

"No." I choked. "You lied. We made a vow on are wedding day, that we would tell each other everything. No matter how ugly or uncomfortable it might be. I specifically asked you were you two anything other than high school sweethearts and what did you tell me?" I tilted my head. "You said 'no'."

"I know." He sighed and rubbed his face.

"I don't know what to believe right now. I think I need to be alone." I whispered and walked away from him.

"I think I need to be alone Emmett." I said more forcefully as he reached for me.

"Hey. Hey. No, listen to me." It was quiet in the kitchen apart from our heavy breathing.

Our kitchen. I thought. The kitchen that was the home we built together. The home we were gonna raise our child in. No! My mind shouted. I didn't want him here to ruin all the good things about this place. It was the only thing I had left.

"Get out of my house!" I screamed.

"This is crazy Khali! Can't you see what's happening?" His big fist hit the counter causing it to crash to the floor broken.

"Get out of my house."

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth. The closest people to you you can't trust. Your family hurts you more than your friend does. There ain't nowhere to hide, nowhere to go. You better watch the gun that's to damn close.

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth.

Tell the truth.

"Nothing happened with this-. Okay." He laughed. I couldn't look at him. "You just tell me what you want me to do and that what I'll do. Huh?"

"Well first I suggest you pack your tooth brush. Then I want you to get your socks, your underwear, your shaving kit, your profilex if you think you need it, and get your ass out of my house!"

"And go where Khali?"

"To hell!" I shout. "But until that day I suggest maybe The Four Seasons." Spinning out of the kitchen I turn upstairs feed up with the conversation and him.

"Khali!" He roared.

~YLTH~

I sighed and rolled over to the center of the bed. It was warm. Too warm! My mind snapped at me. Go down there and talk to him!

I wouldn't budge though. No matter how much I wanted to. Bear never left like I asked-demanded him to. I could still hear him breaking things in an uproar from upstairs in our bedroom. The fight had been three hours ago but his rage was still going strong. But I couldn't face him, not after everything that I learned.

They were married, the most sacred thing that I prided myself on was taken from me so suddenly. When John spewed out those words my whole life changed. And when Emmett returned back into his office I could see that he knew something was wrong.

"Ex-wife?" I whispered in disbelief. It was like he needed no further explanation.

I stared at the man I planned my whole life out with. His face betraying every emotion I felt but didn't let show. Was it possible to feel so hopelessly broken, yet incredibly pissed at the same time. I couldn't believe the words that fell out John's mouth.

It's like my body was rejecting the words. That or I was to stubborn to accept them as truth. But by the look on his face I knew they weren't false.

I couldn't believe it.

My husband of 5 years was...

Married!

Three hours turned into five and I still couldn't sleep. Emmett, though he still hadn't left, stopped his one man destruction on our house and chose to sit outside our bedroom door calling my name. I knew that he knew I wasn't sleep but I still chose to be oblivious.

I was embarrassed, hurt, angry, and defeated all at the same time. But most of all I was numb. How on earth do we move on from this? I wasn't going to leave him, call me stupid but I loved Bear too much. But even so it would take whole lot more than love to fix this.

Oh yeah, he was gonna be in the dog house for a couple of months.

~YLTH~

So yeah its short but something new. I also changed the summary a little bit. I got the argument from the movie 'Obsessed' with Beyoncé in it. It really inspired me.

I'll update soon.

Kisses to all!

(Also I'm going to put up a list of all the songs I have used in this book for disclaimer reasons.)