Emmett's POV
France
September 16th, 1935
"Who's that man?"
I looked over to see that Edward was close to me as we were standing in line on the field. He asked me in a whisper to prevent any trouble from the commanders walking back and forth inspecting us. I knew the man he was referring to and when I took a first glance at him, my eyes widened. The man was the main reason Rosalie and I were unable to get married. He had to make arrangements with Rosalie's father and force two innocent people to get married. It was Mr. King, Royce's father.
Why would he ever want to be here?
Commander Brandon and Mr. King kept walking back and forth in front of us, giving up on inspecting to talk among them. Mr. King was wearing a navy blue jacket with white pantaloons and black fancy shoes. He looked wealthier than he did months ago when I served him at the Hales' mansion.
"They look ready, Commander," Mr. King sounded impressed with our line format. I noticed patches of gray hidden in his brunette hair, seeing his age passing faster by the minute.
Commander Brandon smirked. "I trust these men to do their duty. So I heard you're going to be a grandfather."
My eyes widened to that remark. No…no, no, no, no! My Rosalie wouldn't do this to me! She couldn't do this to me! She couldn't be carrying his child! Oh…dear…God…
Mr. King obviously didn't see my reaction, chuckling to himself. "Yes, my daughter-in–law is carrying a healthy boy. Royce is very pleased."
My heart sunk, not wanting to come back up. Rosalie…why did you have to do this to me? I thought you loved me. You didn't even mention he...did anything to you.
"Is Royce thinking about joining the army?"
Mr. King scoffed, acting like the commander was crazy. "Don't be ridiculous. Do you think my son wants to join the army after the boulder incident? The war hasn't even started yet and lives have already been lost. The son might be able to join when he's older, of course."
I looked over at Edward who didn't look shock. "Did you know about this?"
"I knew but I didn't know whose child it was," he admitted. "Bella told me in a letter she sent to me."
I turned back to where I was before, cringing my fists together to release my anger. I had never felt so empty and betrayed in my life. She lied to me! She doesn't love me if she made love to that bastard. My heart skipped a beat, feeling the agony being built in my chest.
The letters were useless now because it probably never meant anything to her. I bet she was laughing at my passionate letters, probably mocking me as she was reading them to Royce in his bed. It wouldn't surprise me if she that with Royce, completely nude in his covers. It was probably the main reason why she didn't want to continue to talk to me in July. She never called me the next day like she said she would. I felt sick to my stomach to the thought of Royce lying on top of her like he claimed her as his new territory. I have to stop writing to her in order for me to focus on the army.
I remained still in line, wanting to destroy all of the letters she sent me. They were foolish memories now that I finally saw where her emotions laid. They belong to…Royce.
Edward saw me, looking concern. "Emmett, are you okay? You look green."
I shook my head. "I lost my purpose of living."
Jasper, who was on the other side of me, sighed heavily. "Well you knew it would happen one day, didn't you?"
"I knew but I didn't expect her to give up her will so easily," I admitted. "I thought she would prevent it from happening. I thought she hated him like I do but I guess I'm wrong."
"She could have been raped," Edward suggested. "She wouldn't be able to prevent that because you know how men are."
I shrugged. "I suppose you're right…well at least I hope you are."
"I would still write to her," Jasper recommended, patting me on the shoulder. "She probably still loves you."
"I hope you're right, Jasper. I just hope you're right."
"She's pregnant?" Alice exclaimed as I told her the news in the post office. I didn't carry any letters but I knew I needed guidance from the opposite gender. I just hoped she was able to convince me that Rosalie still loved me because I couldn't convince myself anymore.
"With Royce's child," I added into the story, frowning. "Well at least that's what I heard from Royce's father and your father."
She gave me a slight frown. "I wouldn't worry too much about the situation. At least you're not involved because you're needed in this army."
"But I want to be. I want to be the father of that child, but it doesn't make sense for me to be. Royce is her husband after all," I placed my hands onto my forehead, placing my elbows onto the counter.
"She doesn't love him," she tried to remind me.
I looked up at her, placing my hands down. "How do you know?"
"Does she say she loves you in every letter?"
"Not in the exact words but she tells me in passionate words," I answered her, shrugging. "I don't know if that means anything."
"Did she tell you in the letter that she's pregnant?"
I shook my head ashamed. "No she didn't tell me."
"Wait, didn't she say that she had a surprise for you?" she asked me, trying to figure it out.
I nodded. "Yes she told me she would show me it when I get back…the baby was the surprise? It's not mine though."
"How do you know it's not yours?"
"Because she would have told me if it were, wouldn't you think? She would have been excited to tell me," I pointed out, trying to understand Rosalie's character. "She probably wanted to hide that it's Royce because she felt ashamed or she didn't want to hurt me."
She bit her lip. "I suppose you're right."
"What should I do?"
"I would still forgive her," she told me, placing her hands on mine. "She's probably very sorry about what happened. If you yell at her, you'll regret it one day for hurting her. Plus, pregnant women tend to be very fragile."
I felt choked up inside. "I would die if I hurt her in any way. Should I write to her?"
"Actually I wouldn't because you'll only be hurting yourself. You can't hurt yourself especially the environment you're in. I won't let you, that is," she gave me a small smile.
Even though I wanted to get a revolver and aim it at my head, I smiled because Alice cared about me still. "Thank you, Alice for everything."
We both heard the door swing open as we both automatically turned to it to see who was entering. It was Jasper with his uniform still on, giving Alice a mischievous grin. I looked at her, seeing her expression mirroring his face, seeing passion outlining her eyes. "Emmett, can you guard the door?"
"Yes Ma'am."
I walked towards the door, seeing Jasper walking closer to her. I stood at the doorway, leaning against one of the sides. I saw Alice and Jasper passionately kissing with their arms capturing each other so they wouldn't be able to move. If only Rosalie were here with me…
I turned around, hearing the sound effects they were making. I shook my head, trying to forget about her but it seemed impossible. She was always on my mind when it came to nighttime, imagining the possibilities.
"I missed you today," I heard Jasper whisper to her. I knew eavesdropping was terrible but I had nothing better to be doing. I heard him give her a kiss somewhere but it was hard to identify.
She gasped. "What happened to you?"
"It's a scar. It's completely harmless, I assure you."
I knew which scar they were referring to. It was the one across his chest that didn't have a particular shape from the dog attack when we were looking for his mother's ring. I shuddered through the memory and the guilt I felt for shooting the innocent animal. I turned around to see that Jasper was shirtless with his shirt on the desk.
I saw that her fingers were tracing the scar lightly so she wouldn't hurt him. I saw her bow her head to his chest, looking she was kissing it. I turned back to where I was so prevent being caught spying on them.
"You should probably go to the hospital to have them stitch it up for you," she advised, whispering still. She said the exact words I said that night, but he didn't listen to me. Maybe he would listen to the love of his life.
"I'll be fine. You're worrying too much." I guess not. That adamant fool never listens to anyone.
"Worrying too much Jasper? You're putting yourself in danger you know that? Emmett can't save you if you fall down from a bullet!"
"Alice you're thinking way too ahead of yourself. First of all, since when do you think I'll get shot? I won't get shot because I know what I'm doing. Remember the boulder incident months ago? I was able to survive that! Edward was about to die if it weren't for Emmett! If I could survive that, I could survive anything."
"This is probably why my father didn't want me to marry a soldier," she sounded like she muttering through her teeth. "He knew this would happen."
He hushed her. "Please don't worry about me. I have to go but tomorrow, I'll see you here with no scars."
"I love you, Jasper," I heard her mumble. I guess he didn't catch it or else he would have said the same thing.
I turned around to see that they were kissing again, holding each other like they were the only ones on earth. I turned back to where I was to do what I was supposed to do, looking out for anyone. I was staring at a dark hallway with lit up lamps attached to the wall.
I wondered what Rosalie was thinking about right now if she knew I would found out eventually. She must have known, I thought, whispering the words that were in my mind. She couldn't have hid it forever.
I saw that Jasper was walking out of the post office, not looking back at Alice for some reason. He disappeared into the darkness, not seeing a trace of him as he immediately blended. I knew my job was done so I walked out of the post office to follow Jasper back to my cabin.
I entered into the cabin, seeing men laughing with different activities going on. I spotted Jasper and Edward talking at our corner we had in the cabin, looking like they were talking in an intense discussion. I walked towards them through the bunks filled with amused men.
"She was panicking about a harmless scar?" Edward didn't sound convinced to Jasper. "That's odd."
"It's not a harmless scar, Edward," I pointed out to him. "Do you even remember how he received that scar?"
Edward snorted. "Of course I do. How can anyone forget? You shot a dog and threw it in the river. How can I possibly forget that?" I wondered then if the dog was still in the river. I also wondered if some predator ate the remains of the dog or it was still a dead dog.
"But Alice is right, I have to be more careful," Jasper sighed, taking his shirt off to reveal his scar. "There will be more than what I ever imagined."
Edward snorted again. "Some war we're having. We're not even communicating with the other countries!"
I nodded in agreement. "That may be true but I bet the other countries are waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack. And when they do, we'll be ready."
"I thought you wanted to return home to England? What's holding you back? Is it because Rosalie is preg—"
"It has nothing to do with Rosalie! These men can't survive alone and I tend to die with them," I told them boldly. My loyalty was now belonging to the army rather than Rosalie. The army never left me so I could trust them with my life.
Edward exhaled deeply. "I suppose you're right but I really think you're making a mistake."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because she loves you no matter what happens. Don't you know that?"
I gave him a slight frown. "I don't know anymore."
A/N: There are only two chapters left until the end of this story. I'm just happy I achieved my goal to finish a story no matter how long it is :) For those who reviewed every chapter, thank you so much and please read the remaining two chapters :-)
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