Hey Guys!
New story after a long time I know!
Had this on my mind for a while.
My baby is now in nursery so have a few more hours on my hands and my imagination has been going wild these last few weeks, so sat down and bashed this chapter out. Probably reading too many other fanfics!
This story will deal with a very delicate matter so please be aware. I don't want to indicate what it will be yet so I don't ruin the story but I will make sure that you are thoroughly informed before reading any chapters.
Hope you enjoy!
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Thank you :)
B POV.
I sat and stared out of the airplane window. This was life for the last year and a half. Flights to and from states in the hopes of more and more votes.
My husband sat to my left, his reading glasses on as he tried to memorise another speech. At this point however, this would be the biggest speech of his life.
His inauguration speech.
That's right, my husband, Edward Cullen, was about to become the next President of the United States.
I, Isabella -Bella- Cullen was about to become the First Lady of the United States. I was stocked to say the least. Get the sarcasm there?
When Edward first told me about running for President, I wasn't remotely shocked nor was I even more shocked that he won. Standing at 6ft 3, eyes the colour of emerald and his bronze red hair that looked like we just had sex, would have many women voting for him. Probably some blokes too.
He was an incredibly ambitious man, and nothing was going to stop him from getting what he wanted, not even my opinion. Not saying he doesn't take how I feel about it into consideration, but I could hardly tell him the truth could I?
It's safe to say I hated the idea of being First Lady. I would lose my husband to the politics of America. He would and has changed to appease those who oppose him to try and win them over.
The man I met at the age of twenty is gone. Now stands the President of the United States. Not my husband. Not my Edward.
"Remember when we land there will be big crowds. Smile and wave Bella." I raised my eyebrow at him. What a ridiculous thing to say.
I knew my role. Stand there and smile. Say nice things, shake hands with people, accept flowers and act like I love being First Lady.
I have done it so much through Edwards presidential campaign that it was second nature to step into the role of First Lady.
"Don't give me that look Bella. I know you aren't thrilled and happy about this, but this is my career we are talking about." Edward said. His career. That's all that mattered.
What about mine?
Oh yeah, that went out the window with the presidential election campaign. All that matter to Edward was a wife that stood by his side and people would like as a First Lady.
Before this, I worked at a publishing firm in Chicago, a senior fiction editor and I gave it up to help my husband become President of the United States.
Because I loved him so much, I put his needs and wants before mine. That's what a good wife did wasn't it? My mother had done the same with my father, stayed in a Forks because it made my father happy.
Her and my father died in a car crash just before my twentieth birthday. Black ice on the road coming back from a party thrown for the Forks Police Department. I was in Chicago at the time, going to college.
All I had after that was my best friend in the world, Alice. She got me through it and in doing so led me to Edward. She is married to Jasper, Edwards brother and thus setting myself and Edward up on a date.
Of course, he was gorgeous and I never in a million years thought he would be interested in me, little old Bella. I have brown eyes and long brown hair, slender figure and pale skin. Living in Forks for eighteen years would do that to you.
But Edward told me he fell in love with me the minute he saw me and low and behold, fourteen years later here we are. We got married when I was twenty-four and Edward was thirty. He is six years older than me although you would never tell.
His face and skin don't age. I swear.
We had no children. I wanted to have a bit of a career before I settled down to have children and Edward understood that completely. However, further and further down the line it looked like children were out of reach for us.
Edward was so busy with his career by the time I decided I was ready he was the one wanting to put it off. I understood completely as he let me put my career first.
That was four years ago. I was now thirty-four and wanting children. But to have children now would be a nightmare. Not only was I older but I would realistically be a single parent.
Edward would be far too busy being the President to be there when I needed him the most. Thus, it would be another four, possibly eight years, before we would consider babies.
By then, I would be forty-two and Edward would forty-eight. I didn't want to be that old when I had children. I wanted them while I was still youngish. Still had the energy in me.
"Good afternoon President elect and First Lady elect, this is your Captain Ryan Fraser speaking. We are around an hour away from landing in Washington D.C. where we will be met by the Secret Service and the motorcade that will take you to the Capitol. If you need anything, please ask one of the stewardesses who will be happy to assist." With that Ryan left us to it.
"Are you nervous?" I asked Edward, looking over to the sheet of paper on his lap. I must admit, his speeches were strong and well delivered. He had Jasper to thank for them. He was an incredible speech writer and Edward was an incredible public speaker.
"I am." He answered simply. My heart softened a bit. That was my husband speaking.
"But once I get up there, I know it'll be ok. I'm about to be sworn in as President and that is because the people of the United States voted for me. I have to be the best for them." Sometimes it was like a slap in the face.
There were times I could see my husband and other times it was just the politician. I usually got the President, much like everybody else, but there were times the Edward I knew would pop through and it would thaw me out completely.
"I'm sure it'll go great, just like all the others." I replied.
He raised his eyebrow, "It has be better than all the others. This will be what people judge me on and what indicates my first term as President."
"You know what I mean." I sighed. "You are a brilliant public speaker, it something you have been heavily praised on. You'll do great."
He sighed and I rubbed his arm. He leaned towards me and kissed me on the forehead. I closed my eyes at the close proximity. Recently there has been very little intimacy, just sharing a bed and a few kisses.
Before intimacy was never a problem before but late nights and travelling have made it difficult and now the Presidency would make it non-existent.
I lifted my head and softly kissed him on the lips. I opened my eyes and could see the emerald green eyes I fell in love with.
"President elect and First Lady elect I am delighted to tell you that we will be making our descent now. Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing." The Captain quickly popped our bubble.
Edward let out a deep breath I didn't even realise he was holding. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.
"You can do this." I whispered kissing his lips one last time before situating myself in my chair ready for landing.
"We can do this." Edward said, grabbing my hand and kissing.
We?
As the plane descended, I felt my heart slowly sink.
I really hoped we could do this.