It's been a little over three months sense I left Emmet, my life has changed rapidly. If I go to the track which isn't nearly as common as I used to, I don't see him. I haven't seen him sense I walked away that day. That was the hardest thing I have ever done. But I can't dwell on him, he should be a father by now. That right there was what killed me the most; he had a kid with someone else. I hate that. That alone could make me scream, he had a baby with another girl. I wanted to be that girl. I wanted it to be our family, his and mine, have a few kids with my blonde hair and his dimples, they would be gorgeous. But now he was having a family without me, he had a baby with someone else, Becca wasn't even that pretty their baby would look weird. Oh, who am I kidding I know that's not true. Any baby of his would be gorgeous, it doesn't matter if the mother is an ugly skank or not.

I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks, as I had for the last three months. I heard the door to my room opening. I had been staying at my parent's house because I couldn't bear the thought of being at the house I had bought. The house he had helped me pick out.

*14 weeks earlier*

"Emmet I don't know if I like this one or not I mean its gorgeous but its so big" I said to him

"Baby I think it's good for being so big" he said smiling at me

"Why?" I said with a laugh

"Because see that big kitchen?" he asked turning me around in the open floor plan so I could easily see the kitchen

"Yes, I see the kitchen" I said

"Well think about all the dinner parties we could have here" he said smiling

"We huh?"

"Just hold on with me here"

"Ok, so all the dinner parties"

"Yeah, all the dinner parties, and the big backyard?" I nodded up to him "well that is where all the kids would play"

"The kids?" I asked my heart swelling

"Yeah, our kids" he said looking down at me

"Promise?" I asked, my smile growing so big I don't think my face could hold it.

"Yeah I promise" he said giving me a kiss lightly on the lips

"What about upstairs?"

"well the master bedroom is where you and I will sleep ever night and make sweet, sweet love every single night" he said having a smug smile on his face"

"I could live with that" I said smiling up to him giving him a another kiss

"Oh, and before I forget, see that big hallway over there?" he said pointing to the one going into the family room

"Yeah, what about it?"I asked

"Well I would like to litter that wall with just our wedding pictures, that whole wall with just be us, our wedding and our honeymoon" he said wrapping his arms around me

"What about all the kids, were are there pictures going to go?" I asked with a smile

"Anywhere else, but that wall is just us, deal?"

"Deal and I will even seal it with a kiss" I said as I leaned up and gave him a kiss that showed him how much I loved him right now.

"So you want the house?" he asked with a grin

"How could I not want the house after that?"

It still brought a tear to my eyes knowing that he was the main reason for getting that house and he had our whole life planed out, and now he is gone and am left to pick up the pieces.

"Sweetie, are you ok?" my mom asked as she came over to my bed and rubbed my back

"Not particularly"' I said trying to not let my mom know that I was crying

"I know baby it's hard, but you have got to pull through…Katie and Ben are down stairs and they want to see you" I simply nodded "why don't you go take a shower, and come down, the shower will take away the puffiness under your eyes. You don't want them to know you have been crying, right baby?"

"Yeah, I should" I decided knowing I should go see my family, I've hardly been out of this room for the past few weeks.

I pulled myself up out of bed and my mom walked out of the room, I went into the bathroom and was shocked at the sight of myself in the mirror, I was visible thinner, and my entre face was swollen from the crying and was all red. I looked awful.

I took a long hot shower. When I got out I looked better my face looked more normal but I still looked very thin and unlike myself. But there wasn't much I could do about that.

I went to my closet and pulled on a pair of jeans, and a loose t-shirt. Then I put moose in my hair and scrunched it up, and then I put a small bump on top of my head. Then applied my make –up and walked downstairs.

"Auntie Lie!" Katie yelled running right to me and jump up on me.

I hugged her back and it felt good to see her.

"I miss you auntie lie" she said grabbing my face while she said it.

"I miss you too, baby girl" I said

"Girl day?" she asked me

Our last girl day flashed in my mind, Emmet was there, and I had to get him out of my head

"Sure thing, sweet thing" I said kissing her cheek

"I see Emmy!" she said happily

I thought, my heart was going to pound out of my chest. "You… you did? When?"

"pitol" she said

"The pitol?" I asked confused

"Yeah… I saw his baby" she said to me

"The hospital" I said realization hitting me

"Yeah we saw your baby"

"It's not my baby, Katie" I said getting upset

"Yes it is, Emmy loves you, you love Emmy" she said like it was so simple "daddy says when people love each other they have a baby"

"Well that's true baby but Emmy doesn't love me" I said a tear falling

"Yes he does!"She said matter of factly "he says so"

"When?"

"At the pitol"

"He told you he loves me at the hospital?" I asked

"Yeah" she said in a duh tone

"I have to go" I said standing up

"Girl day?" she asked me with her big bambi eyes

"When I get back Katie-pop"

"Where are you going" my mom asked me as I grabbed my keys

"To see Emmet" I said rushing out of the house to my car

After I started to drive down the road I pulled my phone out of my purse and dialed Carlisle number

It took a few rings but he finally answers

"Rose?" he asked

"Yeah, it's me... I wanted to talk to you"

"What do you need sweetie?" he asked

"I need to know where he is" I said a sob erupting from my voice

"Are... Are you sure that that is a good idea?"

"Yeah… I just I need to see him, I don't want to do anything I just I need to …I don't know but I have to see them"

He let out a long breathe "ok…ok … he's at the hospital,"

"Thank you …which one?"

"St. Johns"

"thank you" I said as I hung up and turned the car around, and headed to the hospital, it took me almost 20 minutes to get there then once I got there the lady at the front desk gave me a hard time in telling me what room they were in, finally she realized the floor and the room. I head toward the elevator and pressed number 4. The elevator ride felt like the longest ride I have ever taken. The elevator finally opened and I walked out to see the baby ward. I almost turned right back around but I caught sight of one of those windows putting all the babies on display. I walked over and looked there were many little babies, but I found the one that said Cullen.

It was a little boy, he was cute. He had dark brown hair like Emmet and he had those dimples that made me melt and he was just a little perfect baby.

"Rosalie?"

I looked up and saw him. For the first time ever, sense I left that day I saw his perfect face and toned body. He looked good, but then again I always thought he looked good. He didn't look like a dad to me, but then again there was that baby that looked just like him. He was wearing a pair of jeans that made his ass look very cute. And he had a tight black t-shirt on that showed off his muscles.

"Hi" oh my gosh! Could I be any more annoying! I literally stood there and said "hi" after 3 months of not seeing him all I can come up with is hi

"What are you doing here?" He asked with an emotion I couldn't tell

"I just… I needed to see…"

"You needed to see it was for real?" he asked mimicking my thoughts

"Yeah" I said looking back at the baby

We stood there for a few moments in silence

"What's his name?" I finally asked, still not looking at him

"Nathan Carlisle Cullen" he said looking at his son

"He's gorgeous Em" I said still not looking at him. I knew if I looked at him I would crack.

"Yeah I know" he said smiling with pride for his son but his smile soon went away and he looked back at me

"I miss you, so much, everyday I think about you and I want to call but I know I should give you time but, rose it takes ever ounce of restraint in me not to say hell with what you want and run to your house myself and just take you away with me." He says, but I still haven't looked up at him, mainly because as soon as he started his little rant I started crying and I didn't want him to see.

"Baby look at me" he says taking my face with his hands and turning me to look at him, I could feel my tears rolling off my face and onto his hands. "Don't cry…" he says wiping my tears with his hands "you are too pretty to cry"

I let out a dry laugh "I would hardly call myself pretty" I said averting my eyes

"I would" he said raking his eyes over my body

I'm sure he could tell my body was not what it was a few months ago.

"Don't do that" I said feeling myself starting to cry again

"I can't be here, not like this, not with… I just … I have to go" I said trying to pull away from him

"No," he said gripping my arms so I couldn't leave "stay with me" I could hear the double meaning in his words

"I wish I could" I said trembling in his arms

"Then do it" he said pleading with me

"You have a baby," I said smiling at him "a gorgeous one, but you have a family now and I am not in it, even though I wish I could be I am not"

"But you are! You will always be my family, no matter what… even one day when some guy comes along who is so much better than me, he will sweep you off your feet and you will love him so much it hurts, you will marry him and have kids with him and he would be so stupid to let you get away… even when that day comes I will still always love you. I will never stop no matter what. I promise"

I was baling at this point

"I won't meet some guy like that because I already did, and he messed up but I still love him and I think I always will." I said hold on to him "I just can't be with you … not at this point. I don't trust you and I'm sorry but I won't be with you when I don't trust you I can't do that to us"

"But you love me?" he asked

"Yeah, I do"

"Then we can make it work!" he said trying to convince me

"Not now, I'm sorry but I won't do that to myself" I said crying

He just starred at me nodding "you want to hold him?" he asked

"Would Becca be ok with that?" I asked knowing if roles were reversed I would kill her for holding me baby

"It doesn't matter what she thinks, she is in surgery"

"Why?" I asked confused

"Well, when she went into labor she called me and I rushed down, the doctors noticed something was wrong and made her have and emergency surgery, well then opened her up and I guess during pregnancy she had complications she had some sort of problem where once she gave birth it would complicate her own life and she could die, she seems to be fine but she has had 3 surgeries in the past 2 weeks. "

"Wow, I feel kind of bad" I said being honest

"Well I don't I found out she had been doing drugs while she was pregnant and drinking, it's a wonder Nathan was born without anything being wrong with him"

"What a bitch" I said

"So do you want to hold him?" he asked again

"Yeah I do" I said nodding

"ok come with me," he pulled me into a private waiting room and leaves me only to return a few moments later with the little bundle of joy with him

Emmet placed Nathan into my arms and I felt calmness wash over me. He was perfect, the dimples, and the eyes his little grin, the dark hair his little outfit.

"He is perfect" I said looking up at the proud daddy

"Yeah, he is"

I only wish he was mine, the thought kept going through my mind ever sense he put him in my arms

"I just with he was ours"