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Okay not much to say I know I'm a bitch for not updating, but I did, and its not going to be pretty. Anyway, yeah, just read

Chapter 21

Life Love and Lies

Six Months Later

BPOV

I was hanging laundry. Me, Isabella Swan. I don't know why, I just had the urge. Esme had almost ripped it out of my hands, thinking I was joking. I tried not to act offended . . . I used to do laundry when I lived with Connor, Bee, and Danny, all the time, they were too lazy, before me they would just donate all the dirty stuff and buy a whole new woardrobe, at least until they saw me looking at them like they had just suggested we all go throw knives at each other and then do a few cart wheels, but apparently the laundry hoarding Cullen's thought I had been sitting on my ass and eating bloody bon bons for the past ten years.

Alice asked if I wanted company, with all the boys out hunting, my female in-laws were swarming, they had practically lived in the house with me for the past two days, but I had told her no, Lily and Masen were all that I wanted at the moment.

So I had pulled Lily into a little green flowered sun dress, and put Masen in a blue onesy, and haulled ass out side before I missed Edward so much that I started to scream and dry heaved at the same time.

So here I was hanging white sheets on the line with cloths pins, wearing an ankle length billowly navy blue skirt with white dots clustered all around, and a thin white tank top that exposed my now tight navel. Humming and swaying with Lily and Masen gurgling and giggling, on a blanket in the grass. Trying to keep my husband out of my mind.

How had I turned into Rosalie, Alice, and Esme, waiting anxiously for my guy to come home, I mean they all displayed it in different ways. Alice threw herself into a creative hurricane, at present time she was going through my closet, picking out all the clothes that were "inappropriate" for a mother. All that was going to be left were my five turtle neck sweaters, my maternity clothes, and the overalls that were actually a skirt, I was going to be fishing all my half way decent clothes out of the garbage for days. Alice would drag all the cordless phones around her and every minute or so she would look at my digital clock and then at one of the phones.

Rosalie on the other hand, was doing all she could to convince herself and the rest of us that she wasn't waiting around for Emmett. She had gone shopping, coming home with a bag full of baby things that she had emotionlessly flung at me, and a backseat full of backless tops, and mini skirts. She was currently giving herself a manicure in my master bathroom, there was going to be blood red nail polish all over the tiles.

Esme, however was the most peculiar. She cleaned. Everywhere. No speck of dust was missed, no stain that was not caught and undone. She had finished her own home, and was now working on mine, a gold mind of dirty diapers, tossed formula, and messy, paperstacked counters that I had neglected to pick up in Edward's absence. I half enjoyed having him walk into the house and give me that stunned look that asked how could such a tiny girl do so much damage in so few days?

I had obeserved each of my sister-in-laws for the 48 hours, I had tried to picture what Belinda would be doing if she were here, trying to convince me to go to a club with her most likely. Belinda loved letting loose when Danny wasn't around. I however would lay on the couch staring at the ceiling for hours waiting for Connor to come home. He'd often arrive to see me in the same spot he'd left me. It seemed to me that when he was gone everything turned gray and it was nearly impossible to see any joy left in life.

I had done that at times with Edward as well, but now I had kids. I couldn't just pretend the world had shut down. I was at the moment trying to hone the craft of not caring. I was trying not to run back in the house and call his cellphone.

And then Lil started laughing and I stopped what I was doing to look down, it was the first time ever. Masen had done at all, he had been the first one to focus his eyes, to smile, to laugh, to lift his head. But Lily had taken longer, and was more cautious. She was gorgeous though, with this huge, brilliant green eyes, and ear lobe length copper colored curls, she was everything Edward. Masen looked more like me, with almond shaped brown eyes, and a mess of dark brown hair.

I dropped the laundry, that I had been holding and dropped to my knees in front of my babies, "Oh, that is so good." I said smiling and kissing Lily's nose.

Oh God.

I'm one of those freaky people. The over protective mothers that like matching family T-shirts, and stuffy family dinners. Who doesn't want their children to gorw up and "leave the nest", the kind of mother who thinks my kids would never have sex.

"Okay," I said with a frown, I pointed at Masen and then at Lily, "You get a motorcycle and you get a bedroom far far away from daddy, okay? Okay. Just keep it a secret from daddy, and come to me when your sixteen, don't forget."

And then I heard a car, and I screamed my sister in laws names and quickly walked to driveway, where the car was parked, Rosalie had already made it to the drivers seat, where Emmett had been seated, and they were currently trying to get up the porch steps while still making out. Alice and Jasper were staring into each other's eyes and holding each other. Esme and Carlisle were not in the frontyard, thank god, whatever those two did when they were alone was none of my business.

Edward was unpacking things I came up behind him, and screamed when whipped around and smiled at me, "How many millions of times do we have to grow this, you cannot scare me."

I sighed and he wrapped his arms around my waist, as I wrapped my arms around his neck, "A girl can try." He kissed me then, and we slowly turned around, and I backed up and he lifted me so that I was sitting on top of the trunk. It was about ten minutes before I thought to tell him, "Lily laughed today."

"Where are they?" He asked, kissing my forehead, and releasing the part of my skirt that he had driven up to my thigh. I took his hand, kissed the palm and, led him into the back yard, walked yo the kids, the sheets fluttered, and danced, and we disappeared into them, on big happy family.

I should have known, that it wasn't going to last.

I was in my closet, Alice had left, my closet in complete disarray. I pulled on a pair of white jeans and a backless light pink halter top, I turned round and round in the mirror, I looked hot, and I hadn't in a long way.

Edward was laying down, on the bed, watching me as I hummed and hung the clothes back up. The kids were asleep it twilight our time, and classical music was playing softly through the surround sound.

A blur then, and his arms circle around my waist, "You seem happy. Its new," Edward whispered smiling into my ear.

"Thats because it is, for the first time I feel grounded, content, you've domesticated me," I said smiling and spinning around so that I was about an inch from his face, "And the weird thing is that I kind of like it."

He had just started to kiss me when the doorbell rang, I liked my lips and smiled, "I'll get it." And then I ran down the stairs.

And then I opened the door to see a blonde knock out looking back at me, she was tall and a vampire, and more goreous then I could even contemplate. I had nothing on this girl, she made Rosalie look like something you see in a Sears catalogue.

"Oh wow," she said smiling st me, "you are so gorgeous, and tiny, I can see why he was always raving about you," Blondie tossed her hair and beamed at me. Who was this chick?

"Excuse me?" I said squinting my eyes and tilting my head, wishing I could place thi woman who I had never seen in my life, I had a sinking feeling that I wasn't going to like it when her identity was revealed, "do I know you?"

"Oh how rude of me," she said smiling and sticking out her hand, "I'm Lyla Abbott Cullen, and no we've never met, but I do know your husband."

"Wait," I said shaking my head and frowning, "did you just say Cullen?"

"Oh yeah," she said smiling that smile I now wanted to rip off her face, "I used to be apart of the family, for about a week, five years ago, I'm your husbands ex wife."

Just then Edward came down the stairs, "Bella whats going on down here." He stopped at the edge of the stairs when he saw her, he made this chocking noise, and he looked at me like he wanted to cry.

"Oh. My. God." I breathed, before walking slowly to the stairs, walking up them one by one, moving to my room, grabbing a suitcase, and starting to pack.

So who is surprised? The sequel will be posted as soon as I grasp the concept that Edward has an ex wife? Who else is suprised (there is evil laughing in the background).

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