Bella P.O.V

"You ready to go back out?" Emmett asks me and I nod my head softly. He touches my shoulder not letting me go, holding me softly. I reach up and touch his face giving him a soft kiss. He was taller than my 5'6 even in heels.

"I'm ok," I promise and he smiles a soft smile before nodding his head.

"Come on," He says giving me his hand. I take it and together we walk making our way out of the washroom. When we get back to the table the girls look clueless as to what just happened. I guess the guys didn't tell them. The men at the table just give me soft smiles as I sit back down.

"Maybe I was wrong," Jasper says quietly and Emmett just glares, picks up a biscuit and chucks it at him. I laugh a little bit as I lean into Emmett's form in my chair and he swings his arm around mine.

"Everything all good over here?" asks Anthony coming over to our table and touching Laurent's shoulder. He rubs Laurent's head. "I remember when you went through the rebellious stage and were rocking dread locks," Anthony says. Edward snickers and comments.

"You looked like a terrorist bro," He says. I looked over at Laurent. He was good looking with coco brown skin a good build and hazel eyes, perfectly shaved and looked spiffy. Tanya looks at him with love in her cobalt blue eyes and I know that he loves her just as much. They were cute. Laurent just rolls his eyes.

"Thank you grandpa your contribution to my embarrassment is greatly appreciated," Laurent says. Anthony smiles as he goes and touches Edward.

"Oh Edward my lovely Edward Cullen. Two words ladies bed. Wetter." He says and the table burst out laughing. Edward pinches the bridge of his nose and glares like a mad man. I smile when he moves onto Emmett, Emmett squeezing his eyes closed. Emmett just glares awaiting a secret from his past to come out a bite him in the ass.

"Psycho path, used to kill the neighbourhood cats," he says my mouth drops and the table laughs. I laugh a little too.

"That's so disturbing," I say to him and he just rolls his eyes as he chews on the ice from his glass.

"I had a lot of feelings ok," He grunts and the table continues laughing. Anthony moves onto Jasper and Jasper squints his eyes shut.

"And you Jasper, another two words. Cross. Dresser." He says now Emmett laughs as he puts his glass down on the table. Everybody starts laughing again but Jasper.

"Was not!" he barks back and that makes us laugh more.

"Yes you were don't believe me I have pictures," he says reaching into his jacket pocket. Jasper stops him and that's when Lydia approaches our table with a stern look on her face. Anthony sobers up as he sees her approaching. She looks at him glaring and doesn't say a word as she points to the table they were originally sitting at, he just groans as he walks away from our table and back to his.

"Thank you," The brothers all say at the same time. I just laugh to myself as I rest my head on Emmett's shoulder she smiles at the gesture I just did and puts up her thumbs.

"Nana's always on your side," She says smiling before she walks away.

"I can't believe you wet the bed," Rosalie says to Edward and he blushes a little bit.

"At least I didn't go around killing the neighbourhood animals," Edward defends himself. "Wetting the bed is normal killing animals is not. Especially at that age," he finishes.

"Those animals were annoying as fuck, plus I did it out of love Laurent was afraid of them," Emmett says smiling.

"I was not afraid of them… just this one grey one that would always look at me like it wanted to start a fight or something," he says his mind going off in memory like he was trying to remember it. Emmett rolls his eyes and the day continued on like that. Everyone just taking turns making fun of each other when Emmett deemed it time to go we all got up and said our goodbyes to each other in the front of the club as we wait for our cars to be brought to the front. Emmett has his arms swung around me as we are in conversation with Laurent and Tanya. When two paparazzo's come up to us flashing away with those gigantic cameras of theirs. I roll my eyes they can be irritating sometimes.

"Emmett! Isabella! Emmett! Over here!" They yell and I burry my face in Emmett's chest. He wraps his arms around me protecting me from the flashing lights and Laurent pulls Tanya into his car giving us a quick goodbye.

Where was our car?

"How was the lunch Isabella? Did you get along with the family? Are you two engaged?" They keep asking their questions but I ignore them. Enjoying the feel of my head resting against Emmett's chest, there were just those days or those moments when you didn't want to deal with this commotion. But I knew I had to I was a main part of Emmett's world right now and he was a pretty damn busy man and I didn't want to put even more on his plate by complaining. He looks at me and gives me a little kiss and then our car pulls up.

"Let's go home I'm exhausted," is all he says as he basically grabs the car keys from the valet. He opens the passenger door to me and my mind is stuck on something he says.

Let's go home.

To him it was just a simple sentence he said but to me… to me it was a message. That Emmett considered being with me… his home and that made me smile.

Emmett P.O.V

I looked at it and just glared. Why did it bother me so much? It was a simple object I don't know why it made me feel a weird way inside. It was a nail polish rack that was hanging on the wall in my closet. Well our closet? I mean that was her side. I mean I was pretty sure it was her side her clothes were hung up on that side and her heels were lined up on the racks of that side of the closet. This closet was the size of someone's apartment in the regular world and bigger then someone's house in a third world country. So I knew the space was not an issue and that couldn't be that had me here standing in a closet just looking at a nail polish rack that was on Isabella's side of the closet. Did I want her to go?

No.

She's slept at my house every day since the luncheon and that was two months ago. She always said she should get going back to her house on just about every night but I always tell her that it was unnecessary that she was fine right here with me. We would argue for 10 seconds I would win and she would spend the night. It didn't bother me in fact I thought of my bed as our bed and this house as our house and my room as our room. I was even sometimes considering my money as our money. Not that Isabella would I still have to fight with this girl for hours to decide on whose paying for the movie. I gave her and emergency credit card and every time she leaves for work it's exactly the same place. Not with her. But on the side table collecting dust. It really wasn't an emergency credit card. I wanted her to shop and spoil herself and buy whatever she desires because I could give that to her. But she refuses she doesn't want people to think she's a "Gold digger" I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I explain to her every single time that she can be a millionaire and people would still consider her a gold digger because I'm richer then her by a landslide. So no matter what way she looked at it, it really didn't matter. But that argument never flew with her so right now we were at a standstill. She comes into the closet wearing one of my button down shirts. Looking sexy as hell as she does her long red hair was somewhat tousled, because of my hands going through it all night. She comes over to me, gives me a kiss and starts to fix my tie.

"What are doing in here?" She asks tiredly as she finishes tying my tie. I kiss her forehead.

"Just thinking," I say she turns and looks at the nail polish rack as she finishes tying my tie.

"About the nail polish rack?" She asks looking at the nail polish rack that had about one hundred nail polishes on it. It was a late birthday gift from Alice along with the hundred nail polishes. Like the rest of this house the closet was organized. Everything by color then size and what it is her side along with mine. She adapted pretty quickly after she cooked she would disinfect the counter and clean up everything just the way I liked it. She would even remind me when I needed to take my medication for whatever million problems I had to take… I had a lot and would always forget…. She took care of me in every way possible. I mean Every way.

"Yeah," I answer shortly as I look at her.

"You want me to take it out is it bothering you, is it not proportional?" She asks seriously as she looks at the rack. She knew about my compulsive disorders and always made sure I was comfortable. She even knew how I took my martini's and learned how to make it for when I was stressed. I really loved this woman.

"No, no not at all," I say pulling her to me. She passes her hand through my hair softly making me close my eyes in contentment. I loved it when she did that.

"Are you alright this morning you seem… off?" She asks.

"Why because I'm happy?"

"Exactly," She says giggling and I roll my eyes as I give her a deep kiss. She sighs against my lips and I lift her by her ass and her legs wrap around my waist.

"We can't you have to go to work," She breathes out as I kiss down her neck.

"We never have sex anymore," I mutter and she laughs loudly. I smile because what I just said was utter and complete shit and she knew it. Isabella and I have sex quite often.

"Emmett we have sex 5 times last night,"

"I know but we could have gone longer," I say as she unbuttons my shirt and I go down and attack her perfectly sculpted breasts.

"Emmett you have to go to work," She stresses as she stifles a groan. "And I need to go to school," I say.

"Oh the good old question should I be an adult or should I stay home and have sex all day?" Says the voice of Nana Cullen.

Bella P.O.V

She enters the closet and I gasp. Emmett gently puts me down on my feet and I turn around quickly and button up my shirt.

"Don't you knock!" Emmett grunts out.

"No honey that's overrated," She says.

"What are you even doing here?" he asks his annoyance as he walks out she follows him and I sigh quietly as I follow them.

"I came here to get Bella," She says

"Me?" I say

"Yes we have an appearance today at the horse races," She says as she goes into the kitchen pours herself some orange juice and when she sits down she puts her glass on the counter. I could feel Emmett cringe so I take a coaster wipe down the mark she made place the coaster down and put the glass on top of it. Lydia looks at me and then Emmett and rolls her eyes.

"The things we do for you men," she mutters and Emmett smiles. He comes over to me and gives me a kiss on the forehead.

"Have fun," he says and I nod as I walk him to the door. Duke comes running to me and I go down to his level. Petting him and rubbing his stomach. I treated both him and his daddy like they were kings and they knew it. But I refused to let Emmett treat me like a princess. I was fine with being a commoner.

"So Bella sweetie how is everything we haven't spoken since lunch," She says as she sips her juice with the most class.

"Great," I say

"It's just me honey you can be honest," She says

"I am terrified," I say and she laughs. I leave Duke alone as he follows me into the kitchen to sit across from Lydia.

"Why sweetheart?"

"I'm just terrified I mean I love this man so much and he wants to give me the world. But I'm afraid that if he gives me the world-

"You won't know how to run it?" She asks I nod my head softly.

"That's invalid sweetheart I think your settling quite nicely," She says.

"Really?" I ask.

"Really, you go to the events and stay on your best behaviour you make sure that Tanya stays on her best behaviour," She says giving me a stern look with that one. I giggled, When we went to events I always had Tanya by my side because she would get into little tiffs with some of the men at these galas and events. Like for instance one time she was standing by Laurent and in the circle the men were going on about some kind of debate. I wasn't paying attention I was bored out of my mind but Tanya said that one of the men's argument was invalid and when he argued back she called him an asshole and a cocksucker. I had to calmly pull her away from these men. She knew better then to fight with them. Rosalie was proud of her of course.

Rosalie is known for putting you in your place. Alice, Alice thought it was funny obviously but was just like me in terms of what she thought of the situation. She said we should be smarter and we knew better. Laurent didn't give a care in the world and was going to shoot his gun at whoever put their hands on Tanya. Alice and I were slightly more responsible when it came to public appearances and Rosalie and Tanya said whatever they felt like it. The public knew our group as the perfect 20. Because our looks were perfect fives, two of us were spitfires and two of us were calm and we all still managed to look gorgeous. But don't ask me how they came up with that I thought the whole thing was stupid.

"You are doing fine, you're taking care of all of your responsibilities in Emmett's world and in your own world also. You and Alice keep Rosalie and Tanya out of trouble. Rosalie and Tanya make sure that you and Alice don't die of boredom. You take care of my grandsons sexually, domestically and emotionally when they need it making it easier for them to run the empire, you're doing fine," She says I just stare at her with my mouth open.

"What? Surprised I mentioned sex. Sweetie you ever heard the saying to have a good relationship or whatever you need to be a chef in the kitchen and a whore in the bedroom?" She asks.

"Oh my God," I say covering my ears as I walk into the kitchen. She just laughs as she turns and looks at me.

"Seriously babe you're doing fine, stop stressing. Go get ready the rest of the girls are meeting us at the arena," She says.

"I guess I'm not going to school today," I say shrugging as I leave the kitchen. I go take a shower and get dressed. When I'm all dressed in a white summer dress that was tight at the bust and flared out a little at the waist, my hair was down in its natural wavy way. I put a pair of silver heels on and as I put my lip gloss on the mirror. I look at my reflection and tilt my head to the side. Who would have thought this would be my life…

I grab my purse and start putting everything I know I'll need in it. All of my clothes were a gift from Alice and she still looks at my closet as though it's not filled properly. I don't want her giving me anymore clothes. I had enough and I don't want her buying me anymore clothes. I leave the bedroom and go to Lydia. We're driven to the stables where the rest of the girls are waiting for us. Tanya is rolling her eyes at all the people with cameras and under Esme and Lydia's orders. Just because Alice, Rosalie, Tanya and I were apparently the future doesn't mean we don't listen to the present. We enter and we pass right through security that regular people go through and just like that were in V.I.P waiting for the races to start. We places bets among ourselves and obviously the horse Rosalie picked won.

"Why do they sit on the horses like they're going to fly off?" Alice asks as she sips her champagne.

"Shouldn't you not be drinking that since theirs speculation that you're pregnant?" I ask dully.

"There's speculation doesn't mean I am," She says

"True,"

"Now would not be a good time to get pregnant my lovelies," Lydia says. Esme pretends to be really occupied in champagne and the horse show going on for half time.

"Why not?" Tanya asks her attention fully in the conversation now.

"It's just business is really stressful for the men right now and a baby right now may not be the safest thing," Is all she says. Ending the conversation Tanya is bored again and doesn't bother asking anymore questions but I was still curious and new that I would bring it up with Emmett at dinner tonight.

-That Night-

I'm getting ready to go out for dinner with Emmett. You know because I couldn't be caught wearing the same thing I wore for the stables to dinner. Even though it would pass Emmett was already ready I was just putting my heels on. Duke is following me around as I get ready and Emmett grunts from the bed. He says something under his breath about it being a waste of time all that training he did all because I had to come and baby him. I laugh as I go down to the same level as the dog.

"Your daddy's just mad because you like me better," I say as I rub his stomach.

"He won't like none of us when he's older so enjoy it while it lasts," He says rolling his eyes again and I just continue pampering Duke for a little bit and then I stood up smoothed over my appearance and Emmett and I were out the door. It was typical high class restaurant where a dinner for two could easily pay for a regular person's rent. But only the best for Emmett. We get to the podium and the hostess smiles as she sees the two of us.

"Emmett, Isabella." She says her Italian accent coming out a little bit. I let go of Emmett's hand to kiss both her cheeks. Emmett pays her no mind as he types on his blackberry. Because Emmett didn't like people it was my responsibility to make sure that I was nice in public. I pushed and pushed and pushed but Emmett really just didn't like most of the human race. It was kind of ridiculous.

"Same place as usual," she says

"Yes please make sure it's very quiet," Emmett says finally coming back to earth and being social with people. She smiles and gives him a nod.

"Anything for you Mr. Cullen," She says it was full of pun what she just said. I knew she meant she'd have sex with him. I stifled a groan and Emmett looped his hand through mine because he knew I was annoyed. Everywhere we went there were girls trying to get with Emmett and flirting with him shamelessly? They didn't have a care in the world that I was there? They just batted their eyelashes and swayed their hips. Sluts. The hostess gives us our seat at a very quiet section of the restaurant. Emmett just says usual to her and she nods. I couldn't believe I actually was a part of Emmett's usual I had a usual with Emmett at this fancy restaurant, Emmett McCarty Cullen. I couldn't believe it even with him right in front of me.

"What are you thinking of?" He asks finally putting the blasted blackberry away.

"Nothing so how's work?" I ask him as I turn my ringing cell phone off and put it back in my bag. It was Leah.

"Great I just bought my 7th high rise and it is already full and has a waiting list that's nine years long. People are literally waiting for some people to die to move in to one of the complexes and I feel great because that's more money for me," He says looking somewhat happy as his food appears in front of him. I just smile and shake my head as I say thank you to the waitress who just placed my chicken alfredo in front of me. She refills my glass and Emmett's glass with one of the finest wines in the world and I say thank you again and Emmett barely looks up.

"I'm proud of you is that all the good news? Or any kind of news? Work stressing you out?" I question as I sip my champagne.

"What would you like to know Isabella?" He asks looking at me with that dimply smile. I bite my lip smiling a little bit.

"Ok it's just something Lydia said today," I said. He gestures for me to continue as he bites into his pasta.

"She said that now would be a bad time to get pregnant," I say and Emmett chokes on his wine.

"Excuse me?" He asks raising his voice a little bit.

"Don't make a scene Emmett," I say quietly.

"Are you pregnant?" he asks.

"Uh obviously not," I say as I sip my wine. He visibly relaxes.

"Why in the hell did this conversation come up at the horse races," He asks then mutters something about nana Lydia in big doses is never good.

"Because I mentioned the fact that people thought Alice was pregnant and it just came up," I answer him truthfully.

"Are you trying to get pregnant?"

"No. For God sakes Emmett I would never make a decision like that without consulting you first," I say he looks at me warily and I throw my hands up in frustration. Taking the wine glass and gulping the wine to prove a point to him. He rolls his eyes and I do the same.

"Look ok I don't know what type of girl's you've dated in the past but you should know I'm not about getting pregnant to trap you or… take your money or something ok," I say my voice shaky. The public thought I would do something like this I didn't need the man I loved being sceptical of me. It was really unbefitting especially the way I took care of Emmett on a daily basis. Could he not see how much I loved him? And how I would never even think about doing something like that to him?

"I'm sorry it's just people sometimes-

"Have bad intentions? Yeah Emmett I know. But I'm your partner and your mine we're supposed to be protecting each other from the bad and the hurt. Your not supposed to be waiting for me to do something bad and hurt you,"

"I know. I know I'm sorry" He says actually sounding sorry.

"Whenever we decide that we want kids is when we'll have kids," I say concluding it. "I won't make that decision by myself," I say. Emmett shakes his head.

"We will never have kids," he says in a short tone. I sit up straighter.

"You don't ever want kids?" I ask him so quietly I don't think I even heard myself.

"No," he says eating.

"We will never have kids," He repeats. I saw red.

"It's not even negotiable?" I say.

"How can it be negotiable?"

"Like somewhere down the years we can have one,"

"No,"

"Emmett why don't you want kids?"

"Kids complicate things, they make life of a Mafia boss harder to live it's easier to be without them,"

"Is that you talking or Carlisle?"

"The both of us… Do you want kids Isabella?"

"I never really thought about it-

"Good. Now you don't have to," He says

"Emmett what if in the future I decide I want kids?"

"I'll change your mind," He says shortly.

"And how do you think you can do that?"

"I can,"

"Emmett I'm serious,"

"I'm dead serious. We are not having any kids," He says firmly.

"Ok well what if I decide that I'm going to leave you because I want kids and you don't?"

"…. I won't let you leave," He concludes.

"I am not your property by any means"

"You belong to me. If in the future you want to leave me I will not let you leave. Because I love you and you're not going anywhere unless I'm dead," He says.

"I cannot believe how ridiculous your being. You are behaving like an a- hole. I can't believe you actually think I'll choose you over a baby," I say.

"Isabella you don't have a choice. What I say goes and I don't want children. You want to know how I know I'm right because your heart beats for me. It loves me and it can't leave because if your heart listened to your moral compass you'd be gone a long time ago and you know it. So the kids' situation is no different. You know you might possibly want a kid but you know I don't and you love me and you don't want to hurt me by getting pregnant," He says giving me a big speech.

"So you're taking advantage of it? Because you know this?" I say

"Only in this situation am I taking advantage. Isabella I love you with my whole heart. But you are not going anywhere and we are not having any kids not now not ever." He says nothing but finality in his tone. I don't say anything and I just continue to eat. Who was he to tell me what I could and could not do? I don't utter another word to him letting his words sink in. What I said was true I never really did think about having kids. But I always thought that when the time came I would have the option. I wasn't like most girls who just assumed they'd have kids when they were older. Because honestly when I was a teenager I was so suicidal I didn't even think I'd make it past seventeen. But now knowing that I'd never have kids if I stayed with Emmett, I honestly didn't know how I felt about that. Especially with the way Emmett handled it verbal wise. Telling me I didn't have an option to leave him because he wouldn't let me? Absolutely not! I was livid. But didn't say anything I would let my actions speak for me. When we get to the house I still haven't spoken to him and he knows better than to bother me. I go into his room and get ready for bed going to sleep without saying another word to him. He didn't follow me into the room I know he went into his study to work.

I'm brushing my hair in front of the mirror. My hands are shaking and I honestly don't know why. I'm brushing through my hair and then all of a sudden I'm shaking all over. The brush falls against the vanity with a clank and I'm breathing hard. I didn't know what was wrong with me I just felt overwhelmed. I just felt like Emmett was starting to act like a person that I feared. I didn't want to fear him at all and felt like I needed to prove that to him.

I went into bed after my hair was all brushed out and when Emmett came to bed a couple of hours later I ignored the feeling of being relieved. I ignored the fact that I was happy that he wrapped his arms around me and thought I couldn't hear when he whispered. "I love you" in my ear. When he fell asleep I went into the closet got dressed in skinny jeans and a hoodie. I called a cab from the living room and took some of my clothes that I know I actually paid for and wasn't given to me by Alice, or some designer asking me to wear it to an event. I had to leave everything Isabella behind. I was Bella when I met Emmett and I would be Bella to him always. He always had to remember that. I hover over him and give him a kiss on his temple. Then I leave the penthouse and go to the awaiting taxi outside. When I get home I go and fall asleep in the bed that belonged to me but felt so foreign to sleep in.

I wake up the next morning and I sigh as I think that Emmett is going to be beside me. Waking up without him is kind of odd but I had to stand my ground. I wasn't just another person in his life that he can just boss around. If he didn't want kids then fine whatever he didn't want them. But what if I want them? He has to know that I have free will to leave him (Not that I ever really could). I didn't want to be in some abusive relationship not that Emmett ever hit me. Would he hit me? What if his temper got too out of control one day and he just lost it? I sigh as I pass my hand through my hair thinking of all the doubts I was suddenly having of Emmett. I didn't want to think this way I loved the man with all my heart. I grunt as I fall back on the bed. After much self-persuasion I get up from bed. I go take a shower and reach for the soap but when I realised I was reaching for the soap in Emmett's bathroom I roll my eyes. This is getting ridiculous I get out of the shower and when I open my closet I groan out loud. This whole closet was Isabella. There wasn't a pair of baggy sweats in site. Anything close to it had "Love Juicy" stitched on it. I groaned again, how was I supposed to go back to Being Bella when Isabella was everywhere?

"Maybe because you are no longer Bella," Says a familiar voice. I turn around and the light shining from my window because of the morning was causing a glare. But when I look and see my grandmother Melissa I tilt my head to the side. She's supposed to be dead.

"I am going crazy," I say to myself. She just smiles as she sits on my bed. Her golden long blonde hair just looked so mesmerizing. Just like when she was alive.

"Dear child… sit," She says. I sit down and she passes a hand through my hair. Her hand felt warm not hot but warm. Kind of like the feeling you get when the sun is hitting your face that warm feeling of comfort. That's what her touch was like.

"You were born Isabella and you will die Isabella," She whispers.

"I was born Isabella but known as Bella," I respond quietly.

"But you said it yourself. No one knew Bella,"

"Ben did… Tanya did,"

"Ben has moved on and no longer enjoys the knowledge of Bella and Tanya she trying to understand and understanding are two very different things. In this world you and Tanya understand each other on so many more levels because you guys are both in the same world," She explains. I wipe my tears away.

"What if I don't want to be Isabella?"

"And why wouldn't you want to be?"

"…. Because maybe I liked Bella," I say as I stand and fold my arms softly. She smiles and shakes her head she gently takes my arms and traces lines across my wrists. The scars weren't really visible anymore they were only there if you searched for them with a magnifying glass. But she knew they were there.

"You did not like being Bella," She says not looking up as she continues to trace the nearly invisible scars on my wrists, the ones that showed the hatred I had for who I was. More tears escapes as she exposes me and she wipes them away gently making me sit down.

"Why do you hold onto Bella so much?"

"Because it's who I am!" I yell. But if you didn't catch much you knew it was nothing close to a yell.

"Isabella, listen to me. You are not Bella how did you feel most of your childhood?"

"I don't know,"

"Yes you do… you felt, awkward, weird, unaccepted, not yourself, you searched for who you really were but never found it, you felt like a stranger an outcast… in your own life," She says and I know it's true.

"But as Isabella," She continues. "Your strong, happy, accepted, confident, loved… a queen in charge of your own life,"

"Sometimes I don't feel like I am in charge I mean did you hear what he said to me?' but then I shake my head a little bit at what I just said. My grandmother has been dead for years. Of course she didn't hear it.

"Of course I heard it you have every right to be angry, to be upset he should have not spoken to you that way. But-

"But" I say

"Children-

"Don't tell me they're not in my future," I say. Not because I wanted them but not because I didn't. But because I didn't want to know my future if I could barely survive my present.

"I wouldn't tell you even if I was aloud too,"

"Then what is it that's so special I think you guys blow things way out of proportion,"

"Maybe" She says smiling. "But here's what I can tell you. You and Emmett are rhythmic, you guys are destined for each other, and that is not from my own personal opinion. I've seen it," She says and I smile a little bit. I liked the sound of being the "One" for Emmett. Of being the last woman he ever says "I love you" too.

"Why can you tell me we're destined to be together but you can't tell me if we have a baby or not in the future?"

"Because I tell you that you have a baby and you go out of your way to make sure that the baby is not conceived because you know how he feels about it. Then the baby that needed to be born on that day of that year of that moment… won't be and you've messed up not only your future and Emmett's but millions of others," She explains.

"And if I tell you that you don't have a baby. Humans want what they can't have you start to wonder if you'll be a good mom. The more you know you can't have it the more you want it. The more you start to question your relationship. I give him everything why can't he give me a baby then the fights start and then you realize that you want this baby more than anything in the world and if he won't give it to you you'll leave. And that causes a problem because-

"Emmett and I are destined to be together" I say quietly. She smiles brightly.

"Fore knowledge can be a bitch sometimes," She finishes off with and I smile.

"So what you're saying is regardless that I left his house last night. The reason why I feel so crappy is because Emmett and I always belong together. I am Isabella and he is Emmett Cullen and I belong by his side?"

"Exactly,"

"But what if I let go of Bella and I take on Isabella and-

"You're not strong enough to run it?"

I nod my head.

"Isabella can't you see your already running it," She says with a little laugh. I look at her confused and she just smiles. "I wish I can talk to you all day about you and Emmett's future but I can't" She says.

"Ok," I say quietly.

"Go back home Isabella," She says. "He's going to need you with him soon more than he ever did," she says quietly holding my hands.

"Why?" I ask.

"I can't tell you that all I can say is that an event will happen that will cause him to need you with him by his side, go home and work things out. The climax is on the horizon, I love you." She whispers and then the sun from the window shines so bright it blinds me and Melissa is gone.

"The climax of what?' I ask to myself. I feel something in my hand and when I look at it. It's a key a bronze key that looked extremely old fashioned but new all the same. It looked pretty damn expensive and I'm just staring at it like it's an alien. My dead grandmother just told me I was destined for great things and left an ancient key in my hand…. Yeah I needed therapy. I sigh before I get ready and go to class.

Later that night when Emmett surely called me a million times I'm leaving campus when I see Emmett standing against his drivers' car. When he sees me he looks at me.

"I'm sorry I treated you like something I owned. I try to control you because I love you and honestly I just don't want to lose you," he says I stay still.

"Please come home," He asks quietly. I slowly walk towards him and he wraps his arms around me. "I shouldn't have said what I said. I shouldn't have made you think you don't have any freedom." He says quietly. I wrap my arms around him but I don't say anything.

"Kids is something I can't change my mind about. I don't want them in this life and I just want you to understand where I'm coming from. You're free to leave me if I can't eventually give you what you'll eventually want. But… I will say I won't let you go easily I'll fight and keep fighting for you till the end," He says he's done his big speech and I smile.

"I'm not going anywhere… I love you and I understand where you're coming from. I couldn't leave you even if I wanted too… you have nothing to worry about," I say. He smiles as he leans down and gives me a kiss. These heels did nothing for my height when I was standing beside Emmett. We kiss for what seems like forever until we hear it. The flashing of the cameras I smile as I turn my head into Emmett's shoulder.

"Isabella! Isabella! Isabella! Emmett! Guys look this way!"

"Look this way!"

"Is it true you two are engaged?"

"is it true Isabella is going to be helping you run Cullen Inc.?"

"Isabella are you really a Russian spy!"

"Guys look this way!" Emmett just smiles tiredly at them and I do the same. We obviously ignore the questions and comments as Emmett opens the door for me being the gentlemen that he is. I get in and Emmett gets in after me the car starts moving and I know it's taking us to the Penthouse… home.

"I can get them to start calling you Bella if it bothers you," he asks. I smile a little bit as I rest my head against his shoulder.

"No don't I like Isabella," I say and he chuckles as he strokes my hair.

"Since when?"

"Since now," I reply quietly. He kisses my temple and I lean further into his touch. I didn't know what would happen in the future especially since Melissa wouldn't tell me. But I did know that no matter what I was going to stand by Emmett Cullen no matter what. I Isabella Swan would always be by his side no matter what decision he would ever make. He was my king and I was his queen, and forever I will stand by him.

Was in and out of the hospital for a week and then I had to kind of lay low I've been sick for days and weak too. But finally I'm back and I wrote an extra-long chapter for you… hope you enjoyed. REVIEW as much as you can. Also don't be too rude on Emmett I'm trying to get across that he tries to control Bella only because he's afraid of losing her. That's all. But yes I hope you guys REVIEW lots and enjoyed.