First and foremost this is the original story before I started to rewrite it... and got stuck in the writing of the rewrite. If you are following the rewrite you will notice quite glaring differences between this and the one you have already started following. I do not intend on giving up with the rewritten version, however, I think you guys waiting for me to get over my blank slate of a muse isn't going to happen any time soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different from how my last stories flow.
Secondly, this is not beta'ed. NOT AT ALL. There will be mistakes in spelling (I'm Australian and some words we spell differently). The layout will honestly have you wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wasn't; well that's not true. What I was thinking was that I knew what I was doing and screw anyone else... yes I was a conceited little shit even at the age of 31.
Thirdly, there are 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two outtakes. All of which have been uploaded to my profile I will try to upload as often as I can. Please understand that I have a busy life in the real world. This includes two children, one grown and the other with disabilities. So while I should be able to update wherever I am, if something happens please understand that I will miss updating.
Last but not least. I am not SM. Not even close. I do not own the franchise, work in any capacity with the publishing houses or studios. I merely escaped from reality to play with some characters that I fell in love with while reading four books in a matter of days.
I saw Jasper give Emmett a little warning about what I had planned, or that something was up more specifically. And truthfully I was sort of hoping that he'd have left it as it was. It would be better for Emmett to deal with this without having warned about what was going to happen to him. As Jasper raised his hands up in mock surrender, Emmett turned around and he literally shrank from my glare. Good, he needed to know how badly he'd messed up and how badly he was in for it.
I didn't care who saw me pulling him aside but there was no way I was going to let loose where Rose saw it. She didn't need to know I was kicking his ass into gear. I walked or more like slightly waddled over and grabbed his hand pulling him into my bedroom and locking the door.
"Bella..." he started but I wasn't having any of his excuses. I just pointed to the bed and waited for him to sit his butt down.
"What in all that is holy have you gotten into your head? Do you even know how lucky you are to have a woman like Rosalie put up with your ass? What have you been thinking, you've been married to her for nearly 3 years or something like that and you would rather her feel like she's unwanted. What the hell Emmett. I don't know you that well but I swear to everything that I hold dear in my life that I will kick your ass from here to Washington and back if you don't start showing that woman the love and respect that she deserves."
I was ranting and amazingly I had been able to keep my voice at a steady and low hiss. He just sat there shaking his head, finding his feet the most interesting thing in the world. Well buddy boy you were not going to be getting away from this. No way in hell. I was pissed I've seen what she goes through with everything happening right in front of her face and it just wasn't right.
"Well, you gonna answer any of those questions, or do I just start laying into you with a baseball bat or something?" I asked, seemingly hitting a nerve or something as his head shot up as someone had just stuck something under his nose that he found revolting.
"Bella, you don't know what you're talking about. Me and Rose are just fine. There are no problems that you need to worry about, all you need to do is worry about that little one in there and leave everyone's love life alone." His temper showing up near the end of his little speech.
Yeah only one problem there big boy, well a few. One; I'm an advice columnist so I wasn't going to be letting it go anytime soon. Two; Rose was one of my closest friends and I wasn't going to let him get away with that. And three; I've been raised by a cop and practically lived on the reservation my entire life so I know how to handle big boys with little tempers. I really couldn't believe that he would think that he'd get off that easily.
"Try again. I have watched that woman cry too many times this last few months and it's because of you and your attitude. Just because you put a ring on her finger doesn't mean you get to be a prick to her or anyone else who wants to see you both happy. Now answer the damned question, what the hell have you been thinking?" by now I had made my way over to the bed and stood right in front of him, not letting him get up without having to move me physically.
Yeah, I know bitch move but he wasn't going to be able to walk away from this. He began to rub the back of his neck, trying to find the best situation out of this, and he wasn't seeing that the best way was to answer the damned question and make things right.
"Alright, Bella what's so bad that you've seen her crying? What have I done that has put you in such a move that anyone would think you're carrying my child and not Jaspers?" That damned baseball bat scenario was looking even more intriguing and better for the whole situation. This seriously needs to be rectified.
"Where do you want to start? The fact that you've been together and the best you can do is the common restaurant and movie thing for a romantic dinner from you. Then you've got the whole chasing someone around the country with your best friend and not calling her at all, that wasn't gonna help your relationship. Or how about the fact that she had to see and hear everything that has happened to me for the last few months and she's been there watching something that she loves. The girl wants to know you still love her; not at she's some sort of arm accessory for you when you're with friends." I watched as he started to go red in the face and I wasn't sure if that was because he was pissed or he didn't like getting talked down to by someone who was younger than him and knew his wife better than him.
"Would you like me to go on or do you finally have some understanding of why the hell I'm pissed at you? And trust me I'm probably not the only one but I'm sure as hell gonna ride your ass until you fix this." He went to stand up but peanut seemed to get in his way, and that my dear people is why I decided to stand in front of him; giving him no way to escape.
I stood there for at least 10 minutes while he thought about everything I had cornered him about. And I only decided to sit down after my feet started to feel like they were encased in cement shoes. But the good thing was that he didn't try to get away from me when he realized that I wasn't standing in front of him; stopping him from moving.
"Emmett, that girl feels like you don't want her why I don't know. I didn't know you before so I don't know what you were like when you two first forgot together. But seriously ever thought of showing how much she means to you." Yeah, my anger was slow going but I knew it probably will make an appearance again soon. I was still wound u to let it go quite yet.
"Bella, I appreciate it, I really do but you just said you don't know what it was like for us when we first got together, and you only know one side." He threw himself back on the bed making me pretty much jump with the impact that caused.
If I didn't know him, or well Rose I'd probably not be sitting here. And I'm pretty much sure that I wouldn't have said boo to the big guy, he's scary as hell and could cause some damage if he really wanted to. Now what was I gonna do with the big guy, he still needs to learn his lesson and I don't know how to do it except spell it out for his ass.
"Get the hell up, I mean it, get the hell up." He just looked at me like I was crazy and I think I might be little but no-one needed to know right now. Slowly after me nearly kicking his legs to get him moving he stood.
"You love her right?" I asked receiving a nod from him. Goodman he didn't say anything to fight me on that one cause I would have definitely hurt his ass.
"You've been with her for how long?" he stood there not saying anything and I felt like I was gonna kick his ass to get him to open up.
"5 years." He gritted out through his teeth, yeah I was pushing his buttons.
"Don't get pissed at me, you brought this on yourself and now you're just gonna deal with the aftermath." I watched as the muscles in his jaw flexed and released listening to me. Maybe this was a good thing, it might get him to realize what was going on.
"Okay, asshole; you want to start this shit how about I put you right where you need to be. Sit the hell down again. NOW!" he wasn't gonna do anything until I raised my voice, it was like scalding a little kid.
Over-rated egotistical dumb ass. There was no way this was done through too many blows to the head; cause there was no way he'd be here right now. Maybe he played football growing up and he'd suffered too many concussions or something, though thinking about it, the army wouldn't have taken him if that was the case.
"You've been with her how many years and you still haven't caught on how much it hurt to see you have to go back have you? To know that you needed to do what you needed to do; while she stood there watching you leave without saying a god damned word. Not knowing what was going on and if you were coming back or not. How the hell do you think she felt every time she had to see you leave, and have to swallow that lump and fear every time?"
"She stood there watching you go because she loved you and didn't want to make you give u something that you obviously loved. Hell if I was her, I don't think I'd be able to do that. Actually, I don't think; I know. I watched my father leave every day watching him possibly leave to never return. At least I got to see him every night when he came home. She had to wait god knows how many months." I hadn't even realized I was pacing the floor again, and I was going to get in a hell of a lot of trouble if I didn't rain it in.
Not sure by who but I know it would happen. I think even Emmett knew that I was working myself up with everything as he pretty much picked me up and put me on the bed beside him. Neither of us had said anything for a time before I sighed and ran his big hands over his face. I guess it was finally sinking in.
"I don't know anything about romance or crap like that Bella, never have and she knows it. I can't change who I am and she knows that too. What do you expect from me?" he wouldn't meet my eye and I felt really bad, well actually like a piece of dirt under his foot for riding him so hard. But I wasn't gonna let him know how bad this made me feel.
After huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf that I had been for the last heaven knows how long I was getting tired and sore and I was most certainly hungry.
"Emmett you don't have to do big and out-there things, be yourself and show her you love her. Actions speak way better than any words I've ever known. And the little things are what she has loved with what's been happening with me and Jasper. Try to show her what she means to you, that you worship the ground she walks on. Cause I have to say I know quite a few men and women who would jump over just about any hurdles to be with that woman." I didn't even want to put myself in that little thing, though if I had said something I could practically see the gears churning in his head of what that meant. He smiled as we sat again in relative silence between us.
"Thanks, Bella but you do realize that this means you have to help me out." He grinned at me and really I think I should have gotten some backup on his after all because I have a feeling that this was gonna be something that was gonna take some serious work on my side of the deal. But if it brought a smile to Rose's face then it has to be worth it right?
