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Summary: 18 year old country singer Izzy Swan meets her Monkey Man in Nashville almost a year ago while living there for her career. After the birth of their twins, she decides to take a year off to go to an actual school for her senior year. She makes the move to Forks to maybe also spend time with her dad. Should be easy right? But what if the tabloids shoot her beau and the Volturi sees? What will happen to them and the children?

Twilight AU; pairing Bella/ Emmett Rated M

A/N: Set in 2005, OOC.

Warnings: violence, lemons, language, non-sexual spankings. Dominant/Possessive Emmett

A Country Love

Chapter 2

Emmett POV

'Ugh. Another day in this dreary town. Another day of going to High School. Again! (Note Sarcasm) I don't understand why we have to go to high school over and over again. I could understand college, as we can major in something new every time; therefore LEARN something new every time. High school, we already know all this stuff. We basically just go to warm a seat and 'look pretty' as Alice says. It's bullshit and I'm tired of it.'

I think to myself as I get ready.

"We go to school over and over to keep up appearances, Emmett. So stop whining about it."

Edward stated in his all high and mighty voice that's irritating as fuck.

I seriously don't know how Rose puts up with him.

"Shut up, Eddie. I am not whining. And stay the fuck out of my head!"

I fumed at my 'know-it-all' little brother.

"Will you two idiots just stop with the bickering already? Jeeze!"

Rose snarled at us before her attention went to our little sister, Alice.

Taking in the scene before me, I notice that Alice looks extremely worried and her mate, Jasper, was trying to calm her down.

"Ali, darlin' what has got you so scared and worried?"

He asked her while sending out a burst of calm into the room, just as Carlisle, our 'father', and his mate, Esme, our 'mom', came into the living room where we were.

"What is going on?"

Carlisle asked everyone.

Jasper answered,

"I'm not sure. Alice just all of a sudden went rigid into a vision and she is feeling fear and worry. But we don't know what she saw to make her feel this way."

"Edward?"

Carlisle questioned the golden boy.

He spared a quick glare at me for that last comment, then answered,

"I don't know what she saw as it is all black."

He said, clearly frustrated that he doesn't know something.

"What is your problem, Emmett? You have been in this foul mood for months. In fact, you've been like this since you came back from Tennessee."

He ranted at me, causing everyone to momentarily forget the situation with Alice and turn their attention on me.

"Nothing is wrong with me. Just stay outta my fuckin' business."

I snarled at him again.

"EMMETT!"

Esme scolded me.

"Language!"

"Whatever! I am a grown ass man. If I want to fuckin' cuss, I will fuckin' cuss, shit."

I vented, unknowingly out loud.

I looked up at the gob smacked faces of my family.

Thankfully Alice saved me from any awkwardness or fury in Carlisle's case for talking to his mate like that. Even if I didn't mean to say it…out loud anyway.

"It's blank."

Alice said in a fearful voice, pulling everyone's attention back to her and the situation at hand.

"What's blank, Darlin'?"

Jasper asked, while rubbing her tiny shoulders and back soothingly.

"I mean our futures, they are just… black. I can't see us at school today or anything that is going to happen afterwards. I'm scared, Jazzy."

She cried into her mate's shoulder.

We were all quiet, thinking of possibilities that could cause this.

"I don't see what the problem is."

I state as I look around at the worried faces of my family.

"I mean we are vampire's people! Not much can hurt us! I will see you all at school."

I say and walk out to my Jeep.

I could hear Carlisle asking what was wrong with me as I started my Jeep up.

They are right though.

There is something wrong with me and has been since I came back from taking care of some of my family's business and Estate, about eight months ago.

I remember going to a local club after dealing with the lawyers one night and having a few drinks before meeting the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen.

Isabella 'Izzy' Swan.

*Flashback*

I was sittin' at the bar, nursing a Bud and people watchin' on the dance floor, when I smelt the most amazing scent.

It smelled of Strawberries and Cream.

It smelt like home.

I remember that I used to love fresh strawberries, picked from my momma's garden, with homemade whipped cream on top, when I was human.

That used to be a treat for me after I did all of my chores around the farm.

Anyway, I noticed that the scent was coming off the young woman that had just sat down right next to me at the bar, and as I looked at her out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her doing the same as she ordered a Sprite.

I decided to introduce myself.

"Hello, I'm Emmett, Emmett McCarthy. What's your name, Beautiful?"

I asked as I took her hand and kissed it.

As soon as I touched her skin, I felt a jolt of electricity go through my body, from my hand and up my arm, only to settle in my unbeaten cold heart. I don't know what that was, but I'm not complaining.

And by the jump that she gave, I can tell that she felt it too.

"I'm Isabella Swan, but everyone calls me 'Izzy'. Are you from around here?"

She asked as she took a drink from her soda.

"I was born in Gatlinburg, but I live in Washington now. How about you, Beautiful?"

I asked, wanting to touch her again, to feel that warmth that her touch brought to my cold, hard body.

"No, I live in Nashville, but I am from Phoenix."

She said.

We talked for another hour about our lives and I found out that she is a professional Country singer.

When I asked her to dance, one of my favorite Country artists and one of my favorite songs by him came on called 'Old Alabama' by Brad Paisley. It started playing and we danced, slowly, to it.

"Old Alabama" By Brad Paisley
(with Alabama)

She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans than a fancy evening dress,
And with her windows rolled down and her hair all blown around, she's a hot southern mess...
She'll take a beer over white wine and a campfire over candle light,
And when it comes to love, oh her idea of a romantic night...

Is listenin' to old Alabama, drivin' through Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight at the Right Time of the Night,
And she can't keep her hands off of me-ee-eee!

And now we're rollin' down an old back road,
I got the steering wheel in one hand...
We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play,
In Mother Nature's band...

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama, parked somewhere in Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right,
And It's Love In The First Degree-ee-eee!

Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane, or some ol' Righteous Brothers song,
And Barry White ain't gonna work tonight, if you really wanna turn her on;
Play some back home come on music that comes from the heart,
Play something with lots of feeling, 'cause that's where music has to start…

Now we're listenin' to Old Alabama, and we're drivin' through Tennessee,
A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right and its Love in the First Degree...

Yeah' you know we're listenin' to Old Alabama (old Alabama) drivin' through Tennessee (Tennessee)
A little Why Lady Why at The Right Time of The Night
Oh and she can't keep her hands off of me-ee-eee

Oh, play me some old Alabama,
Oh, play me some old Alabama...
Won't you play me some old Alabama,
Play me some old Alabama...
Won't you pla-ee-ay-ay
yeee-haw!

She told me how the lyrics sounded just like her. That she was not a materialistic woman like most people her age. And it caused me to think about how opposite she was of Alice and Rosalie. Hell even Esme is known for splurging quite often.

We stayed and danced and talked for about two more hours before we left and got a hotel room together.

I know that we made love all night, but I was honestly wasted by the time we made it to the room, that I don't remember everything that went on in there, which is shocking, as I am a vampire with perfect recall…or so I thought.

*End Flashback*

Ever since I came back after that trip, I have been in a funk, snapping at everyone, especially Edward.

I honestly don't know what is wrong with me.

I pull up to my parking spot at school and turn my Jeep off. I sit for a few minutes, reveling in the silence, before getting out and heading toward the building.

Apparently, I am still too lost in my thoughts that I don't see Lauren come up to me until it is too late.

Shit!

"Like, hi Emmett! Like, I was wondering if you like wanted to go out with me this weekend? I can like totally pick you up and we can like hang out at my place."

Lauren asked in what I guess was supposed to be a seductive voice, but she just sounds like she has something stuck in her throat.

"No, Lauren, I don't want to go out with you. I don't want or need you to pick me up. And I don't want to hang out with you anywhere, let alone at your house! Now leave me the hell alone!"

I shouted out, drawing the attention of everybody, including my siblings that had just pulled up.

I then just turn around and walked away from her sputtering form and went inside the building.

This day is already bad and it is just getting started.

Thankfully, the harpy twins, Lauren and Jessica, left me alone the rest of the morning.

It also helped that they were juniors with Edward and Alice. And I was playing a senior with Jasper and Rosalie.

All morning I have been hearing about a new student, and apparently this girl is famous as well.

That only put me in more of a bad mood, as I thought about Izzy though, so I tuned everyone else out until now.

I just sat down at the table with my tray of props that Edward and Alice had got for us, when I heard a voice that I thought I would never hear again…at least in person anyway.

"Emmett"

I looked up and into a pair of doe chocolate brown eyes that still seemed to be able to look into my soul.