Rosalie's Point of View
I drove the whole way back here, the least he could do was be here. Not that I wanted to see him. Or craved to have his eyes on me. Or missed the way our bodies tangled into uncontrollable passion. No. I was just curious. This is the longest that the two of us have ever been apart. I knew it was going to be hard. But I didn't think it was actually going to be this hard to stay away from him. I thought I could do this, but I felt so lost. And very alone. My time away has given me a lot of self reflection. I wasn't a good wife. And I probably never would be. I could never put a man above my own desires to be human. I'd give it all away. No matter what. Maybe that's why he decided to leave me. That was an acceptable reason. But him falling in love with a human, that was just something I couldn't get my head around.
It was raining in Forks when I left. Typical. An annoyance, but predictable. On the other hand, what wasn't predictable was when my rear tire suddenly went flat. My BMW squeaked to a halt, while I moved it to the side of the road. I groaned, smashing my head against the steering wheel. I gritted my teeth in frustration. I left the spare tire, there was no way I was getting out of this car, in the rain. It would completely wreck my hair.
Maybe I'd just wait for the rain to pass. But knowing Forks, it could be raining for days. Why didn't I bring an umbrella? I basically stuffed all my personal belongings into the truck. It didn't all fit. So, I'd probably return for the rest of it at a later date.
I whipped my hand over to dig into my purse, snagging my cell phone. The urge to call Emmett was almost too tempting. But I didn't want to come off as some kind of desperate love-sick this point, I probably was. Even if he hated me. And never wanted to talk to me ever again. It would mean the world to me, just to hear his voice. We may no longer be together. But I did want to know that he was okay. And happy. As much as it kills me. This was all that human's fault. Isabella Swan. What even made her so alluring? It wasn't her looks. She came nowhere close to my beauty. Maybe it is the fact that she is human…
I sighed heavily, letting my eyes close. This was so lame. What was I even doing back here? What did I think that would accomplish? Emmett would get one look at me and take me back? That everyone would be so happy and relieved to see me and pray that I return home? I really thought at least one person would have been happy to see me. But not even Esme seemed to even glance in my direction.
There was a noise in the distance, barely in my zone of hearing. I couldn't make out what it was, but it was heading in my direction, from deep in the woods. My eyes scanned out towards the large grove of everglades. The darkness didn't stop me from seeing every inch of the overgrown forest. There was rustling in the trees, a few twigs snapping, before a pair of blazing yellow eyes came into view. Animal-like in nature. That's when I noticed the scent lingering in the area. Werewolves.
I scrunched my nose in disgust. "Filthy mongrels," I grumbled, casting my gaze away from the enormous beast approaching my car. What would one of those flea-bags possibly want from me? If the car didn't have a flat tire, I would have been down the road. And if it wasn't my BMW, I would have just abandoned it here. Just to avoid this.
Reluctantly, I rolled my window down, just as the vermin shifted into his human form. Stark naked. I glared at him coldly, avoiding my eyes from traveling. He stared at me with eyes black as an abyss. Soulless. Broken. Lost. Just like me. An odd sensation flickered through my body. Like an old attic light, struggling to cast a solid beam of light. It was a fluttering feeling. Coming and going. I felt anxious. Yet my heart was screaming in the pit of my chest, to never let this man out of my sight. My entire world was swaying back and forth, no longer being held together by gravity. Instead, it was him. I didn't even know his name.
"What do you want?" I asked, with the intention of being snarky, but it came out gentle.
Pull yourself together. This was obviously one of the La Push rejects. They aren't exactly friendly. They hated us. And I hated them. Carlisle and the others may have agreed to the truce. But I was out-voted on this. They are despicable creatures, foul in odor and personality. This guy was no exception.
"I just saw you broke down on the side of the road and thought I'd offer some help. I'm pretty handy with cars. Even sporty ones, like this." He flashed me a brilliant smile.
Oh god. That smile was actually… charming. So maybe he wasn't foul. But that didn't matter. He was a wolf.
I forced myself to remain composed. "I'll have you know, I'm my own mechanic. I can fix this car myself."
The man snickered, raising a brow as he swept his hands through his soaking wet hair. "Is that right? Well you won't be getting that flat tire changed from inside the car. Just a little friendly advice. Mechanic to mechanic."
So, he worked on cars as well? Well that was… alluring. So he didn't have the worst personality either. But still. The wolf thing. There is no way around it.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" I snapped at him in annoyance. "I'm just waiting for the rain to stop, so I can get out and fix the damn thing."
His smile was only growing wider by the minute. And my resolve was shrinking. Why did he keep staring at me like that? Like nothing in the world mattered more, than what he was doing right now?
Without a word he went casually to the back of my car, retrieving the spare tire. I was completely taken off guard by how nonchalant he was. Just getting into my personal things. Without another thought, I got out of the car and into the pouring rain. I was almost instantly soaked to the bone. I scowled as I marched back to where he had begun working on changing the flat tire.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded.
He raised a brow with a challenging look. "Woah, aren't you afraid of melting sugar?"
A growl bubbled in my throat, but hummingbirds fluttered around in my chest. What was this feeling? I was so conflicted. Should I snap his neck, or kiss him?
I took a second, looking him over carefully. He looked young. Well obviously he was younger than me. But he had a baby-face. Not well defined. Not chiseled. His body was underdeveloped but heading in the direction of muscular. Not bad. But not to my standards. He was no Emmett… But his smug expression and goofy demeanor reminded me of him. I was drawn to this boy. Although I don't know why.
"I don't even know your name…" I muttered with a frown.
He glanced at me, searching my eyes for a moment, before his shoulders trembled slightly. "Paul," Was his response. "It's funny, I know everything there is to know about the Cullens. Sam made all of us aware. But you don't even know my name? I'm hurt." He teased me; his brows pulled together in a mock disappointed look.
"If you want, I can show you what real pain is." I narrowed my eyes on him.
His wolfy laughter annoyed me deeply. But at the same time, I felt the urge to laugh along with him. It was hard not to get sucked into his sarcastic comments and teasing attitude. It really made me feel like… I wasn't some kind of monster. He didn't act like he was even remotely afraid of me. It almost made me feel… human.
Suddenly, I heard my phone ringing in my car. I didn't hesitate to use this for a reason to put some distance between us. He continued working on the tire, while I went into the driver's side to retrieve my phone. But the name that came across the screen made me freeze. Panic hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been wanting to talk with Emmett all day. And now he decides that he has something to say? Why did it feel more over now? Why didn't I care either way? I don't understand my own emotions at times.
I cleared my throat, before pushing the button and holding it to my ear. "Hello?" I tried to keep my voice quiet, kind, and seductive.
"How close are you to Montana?" His voice was strained, the words flew so quickly out of his mouth that I barely understood what he was asking.
"I literally just passed the leaving Forks sign." I dropped all attempts at flirtation. He sounded like he was in real distress. Something was happening. Was he in some kind of danger?
"Shit, I can't get in touch with Carlisle, I need him to get a flight and come to Montana, right now." He snapped. This didn't sound like the Emmett that I remembered. He never got stressed about anything. And he feared nothing. There was a dull ache in my chest. He really did change. He wasn't the man that I fell in love with any more. She corrupted him.
"He is finishing up a shift at the hospital. He'll probably be finishing up in the next half hour." I rolled my eyes, sitting down in the front seat. My eyes wandered over to Paul, who already had the flat tire removed and was putting another on. I silently admired his physique.
"I need him now. Bella's water broke and Jasper is about to lose complete control. Alice can only keep him distracted for so long. And I have no idea how to deliver a baby." He screamed into my ear.
I flinched, feeling a wave of shock. "Did you say Bella is pregnant? I told you she was no good. Just a cheap whore. I suppose you're ready to come crawling back to me?" Part of me already knew how he was going to react to that statement. He loved the girl. It was painfully obvious. And now. She had one more thing that I yearned to have. A baby. She is unworthy.
"The baby is mine," He growled into the other end of the phone. "The baby is part vampire. Now, do something useful for once and get this information to Carlisle, as fast as you can."
No. That was impossible. A human and a vampire… a hybrid child. I never thought something like that was real. Jealousy pinched at me. I felt a sour look come to my face. There was no damn way I was helping Bella freaking Swan. And as far as I'm concerned, Emmett can drop off the face of the Earth. I didn't want to see him anymore. I didn't want to think of his perfect little life. With his human. And his baby. Screw him. He was supposed to help me find that happiness. It was supposed to be me.
I snorted harshly. "Get your own messenger. I'm not getting involved."
"Rose, I don't ask much from you. And I realize that you hate me. But this isn't even about me. It's about the baby. An innocent life. If something happens…" He cut himself off. His voice was so thick with emotion. It was hard to listen to. I almost changed my mind. Almost. But the problem was, I didn't want Bella to have one more thing I couldn't. What has she done to deserve it? Steal my husband, my family, my home, there is nothing left. Now she is living the life I've always wanted for myself. I hated her. No, I loathed her. If I ever came into contact with her again… I don't know what I'd do. But it wouldn't be pretty. And one of us wouldn't be walking away unharmed.
"You're set to go beautiful." Paul smirked, taking a few steps over to stand in front of me. His dark brown eyes were filled with smugness. The rain had completely soaked through his shirt. Water dripped from his chocolate hair.
A chill ran down my spine as I met his gaze. It was just odd… how perfect he was. In every way. I felt an invisible connection to him. Even though he was a complete stranger. I jerked my head to the side. Motioning for him to come around to the passenger side of the car. There was a pep in his step as he walked around the front of the car. He didn't hesitate to get in. He didn't show an inch of fear. He was confident to the point of cocky. Playful and a little wild. A risk taker perhaps.
"What do you know about delivering a baby?" I said, narrowing my eyes at him.
He shrugged his shoulders. "I could probably manage doing it. Why do you ask?"
"My idiot ex-husband got his girlfriend pregnant. Do you think you can give him step-by-step instructions on what to do?"
"I could, but I don't work for free. I'm not that nice of a person. Especially when it comes to blood suckers." His eyes trailed down my body. A mixture of lust and pensiveness crossed his face. "Although for you… I'll consider helping. All I ask for, is one date."
I struggled not to smile. He was flirting with me? Why did I find that thrilling? Probably because it was the nicest thing someone has said to me in a long time. Rejection never sits with me well. When my relationship ended with Emmett everything changed. No one to shower me with compliments, or build up my self worth for me. I had to do that all on my own now. And I wasn't good at it. Not like Emmett was. But this guy seemed okay, for a dog. Maybe I'd give it a shot. Either way. What's the worst that could happen?
"Fine, just tell me what you know."
"Take her to a local hospital. They will know exactly what to do."
Emmett sighed heavily, sounding frustrated. "I don't think there are protocols for a half human, half vampire delivery."
Paul's eyes widened a bit, a look of disgust on his face. He whipped his head away, looking off into the distance. "Let them both die. They will be better off." He snipped coldly. His comment was cruel. But it only made me like him more. I felt a smirk tug at my lips as I watched him. I think I'd follow that mutt anywhere…
I shook my head, in an attempt to clear it. Emmett was going ballistic. I didn't try to hear what he was saying. It didn't matter to me anymore. He made it extremely clear. He wasn't the same. The Emmett I knew was dead. I didn't want to waste any more time conversing with this shell of a man.
He hung up on me. And that was that.
I tossed my phone down, letting my head rest in my hand. The rain was beginning to taper off. Paul was still sitting in the passenger seat. His smell was off putting, but I was getting used to it.
"It's a long way from La Push, do you want a ride?" I asked casually.
He raised a brow, still in a foul mood. "Why would you offer me a ride?"
"Well, I do owe you, for fixing the flat tire."
A charming grin came to his face. "I can think of a better way for you to repay me." He slowly began to unbutton his shirt. I just watched. I was shocked. But more than tempted to give in. It's been too long since I've been intimate. Sex was on my mind a lot. I don't know why that was. I wasn't obsessed. But who would reject the idea of sleeping with a handsome stranger. No strings attached? Maybe this would be my way of completely severing ties with Emmett.
I slipped into his lap, straddling him. His body was like coming into contact with fire. His smile widened as his hands went to my ass, giving it a squeeze.
"Alright, if you think you can handle it." I muttered in his ear.
"Oh, I can more than handle it."
Emmett's Point of View
Like I thought, it wasn't worth swallowing my pride to ask Rose for help. She wasn't useful whatsoever. I was stressed out. Jasper was in the other room, pacing. It was bright and sunny outside, there was nowhere for him to go. He had to remain here. A constant threat to Bella and the baby. Even more so, if she was about to give birth. The only saving grace is the fact that her labor hasn't started yet. So we had time to get a hold of someone.
The only one to answer their phone was Edward; who of course was with Ana. They went to the hospital and got the information to Carlisle. Who was now on his way. We just needed to hold on, until he got here.
Bella was lying on the bed, looking a bit lethargic, but she kept a smile firmly on her face. She didn't at all seem worried. Even though something could happen… and I would end up turning her into a vampire. Or Jasper could come in and try to kill her… which would be the end of his existence. I would have no choice. I'd kill him. And I'm sure Alice wouldn't let that happen. With her abilities, there is no way I could win a fight against her. She would know all my moves, before I'd have a chance to do them. Sparring with her had always ended up in a loss.
Worriedly, I hovered over Bella, watching her breath, feeling her pulse, keeping an eye on her general appearance. She seemed okay for the time being. No complaints of pain.
"Just give us a few more hours, don't get too eager, little buddy. We aren't quite ready to welcome you into the world yet." I whispered towards Bella's huge belly. I let my hand reach out to rest on her stomach. There was a hard kick into my hand. As if he was answering me.
Bella winched, but still kept that same. "She must have heard you, she's going to be a daddy's girl. I just know it."
I hated seeing her in any pain. It left me feeling incredibly helpless. I wanted nothing more than to take all that pain from her and transfer it to me. I'd withstand any amount of agony, just to keep her from experiencing it. I knew this delivery was going to be really hard on her.
"So, you're hoping for a girl?" I asked, more so trying to distract myself with conversation. I needed something to keep my thoughts from drifting to the negative possibilities looming over us.
She shrugged her shoulders. "I'd be happy either way. But I have a feeling it's a girl."
"What names have we decided on so far?"
"I'm between Elle and Emelia," She replied with a thoughtful look.
"And if it's a boy?"
"Greyson, or Emerson."
I raised my brow. "Interesting choices, hopefully when the time comes, we will narrow it down even more. I think choosing a name is going to be difficult."
Her smile softened. "I just can't wait to meet them… It's hard to believe this pregnancy is ending so soon. I'd be lying if I said I'm not happy about that." She placed her hands over mine. "It's been a short length of time but challenging."
There was a low growling at the door now. I could hear Jasper grinding his teeth together. He was unhinged. I couldn't believe he has been maintaining himself up until this point. I thought I would have had to take him down. Luckily, we had brought some blood for Bella. I always had a few bags, chilled on ice. Just in case she had an episode of blood loss, from our baby. It wasn't his fault he was thirsty. I wished that he wouldn't drink from his mother. But what other choice was there? At least the blood bags kept Bella in better health. We sacrificed the one bag to Jasper. He needed something to take his mind off of Bella's blood.
The sooner Carlisle got here the better. And hopefully Edward was on his way as well, with more blood bags. We would need to figure out a way to keep everyone safe in this situation. But as careful as we are, there are a lot of doubts and fears surrounding this. I just hoped that Carlisle would make it here before Bella's labor started.
A/N: Voting open: Girl Names: Elle or Emelia, just leave in the reviews the girl's name you prefer. And for boys Greyson or Emerson. Pick your favorite boy's name. The highest vote will be the winner. Do you think Emmett and Bella is having a boy or a girl? What's your guess?
S/N: Thanks for reading! What do you all think of this story so far? It's been a lot of fun to write. Review, Favorite, Alert. Anything is appreciated.
