Chapter 14: Emmett's Truth
Emmett sighed as he came home. It was two in the morning, but he didn't care, he knew Brooke would be in bed so he could bypass her again. He was tired of her wanting to talk about having children when she knew he didn't want to start a family yet. He got out of his car and went inside.
He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fridge when he turned around to see Brooke at the counter. "Shit, Brooke, scared the hell out of me," he muttered.
"I have been waiting for three hours," she answered.
"Sorry, a lot has happened. An accident victim came in along with an emergency C-section. Just a crazy night," he told her, taking a swig of his beer.
"Too crazy to call your wife and let her know you were going to be later than you said?" She asked.
Emmett sighed. "Brooke, don't start. I'm tired," he answered.
"You promised we could talk tonight," she hissed quietly.
"I'm sorry, a lot has happened tonight. Dammit Brooke, I'm only human," he told her.
"Emmett, we were going to talk about having a family. I want to start a family," she insisted.
"I told you I'm not ready to start a family," he answered.
"You were ready to start a family Rosalie, why not me?" She asked.
"One, I didn't know Rosalie was pregnant when she left. Fatherhood came as a surprise to me and I'm not going to deny my daughter," he replied.
Brooke glared at him. "How do you know Emma's even yours?" She asked.
"Oh God Brooke! Please don't go through the whole 'She doesn't look like you', because that's a bunch of bullshit," he answered.
"She looks more like Rosalie how can you tell?" She asked.
"I'd prefer it if she looked like Rosalie," Emmett answered.
Emmett took a long drink from his beer. "Brooke, you will be nicer to Rosalie and to Emma. As long as Emma is my and Rosalie's daughter, you will treat her like how you would treat your own child," he told her.
"She's not my child, I want my own child!" She snapped before going upstairs.
Emmett let out a frustrated sigh, closing his eyes.
(Hospital)
Emmett was making his rounds when he walked into one of his patient's rooms. "Hello Olivia," he greeted.
"Hello Dr. Swan," she answered.
In her arms was a pink bundle. "How is she doing?" he asked, looking at the baby in her arms.
"Dr. Cullen was in here earlier, he said I can take her home in a week," she replied.
"Good, Edward knows what he's talking about when it comes to babies," he commented.
She smiled. "Do you have any children?" She asked. Emmett smiled proudly.
"A little girl, she's four," he replied.
Olivia smiled. "I'm bet she's precious," she commented.
"Yeah, she's my pride and joy," Emmett answered.
Olivia smiled and Emmett left the room.
(Cafeteria)
Emmett sat down across from Edward at the table. "Hope you're still taking care of my little sister," he commented.
"Yes, Emmett, I'm taking good care of Bella," Edward answered.
Edward took a drink of his soda. "Hey, are you going to Rosalie's fashion show next week? She's been asking Bella every time she sees her," he commented.
"I might," Emmett replied.
(Studio)
Rosalie sighed as she walked into her dressing room again to see a stuffed dog sitting on her chair. She walked over and saw the note sitting in the stuff dog's mouth. "Thought this would bring a smile on your face," she read. She smiled as she looked at the stuffed dog. She sat down as everyone came in to get her ready for the fashion show. She bit her lower lip.
"No, no, no, don't bit the lip you'll make it puffy," her makeup artist scolded.
Rosalie stopped and let out a sigh.
(Crowd)
Emma was wearing her favorite blue dress, sitting on Emmett's hip as he made his way through the crowd with Brooke. "Why are we here?" Brooke asked.
"Brooke, please be nice," Emmett answered quietly.
Brooke sighed as she sat down. "Where's mama?" Emma asked.
"She'll be out soon sweetheart," he replied.
Emma was beaming, she couldn't wait to see her first fashion show. "You're going to be just like your mom aren't you?" He asked.
"Yeah!" She replied.
He chuckled and kissed the side of her head as the fashion show started.