I was able to keep my secrete relationship with Will a secrete several months. While the rest of the family, minus Aunt Rose, thought I was hiking in the woods, I was spending time with my love and his friends and family. His sister and I got along very well, and I would always find time to play dress up with her, even if Will whined about not spending time with him. I soon began to view her as my own sister. His best friends were hilarious, and I soon gained 3 new big brothers.
Joshua Utley was Will best friend, and he was one of the wolves I had seen when Will and I first met in the woods. He was the sweet, sober one who knew just what to say to make everyone smile. Sean Clearwater was the youngest of the group. He was the boyish one, who blushed at any sexual innuendo, and didn't mind cuddling with me, despite Will's imprint on me. Now, Derek Call was a playboy. An original skirt chaser, he had a different girl every night, but when it came to me and any female bound to the pack by imprinting he was the most protective. I remember when I first met him, he took me aside and told me that if Will hurt me he would kill him. I was touched and amused at his loyalty to his brothers, but I did want him to start being more careful about where he dipped his pen, if you know what I mean.
All the while my family had no clue about what changes were going on in my life. Anthony had been ignoring me for several months, ever since declaring my desire to stay mortal. We hardly ever spoke, or even saw each other, and it was hurting both of us. Mom and dad were suspicious at why I wanted to spend all of my time in the woods, but decided that my change in mood was worth it. They were happy to see me happy, and I wondered if they would still feel like that when they found out about Will. Grandma, grandpa, and my aunts and uncles were also curious on what I did in the woods. Jasper was especially suspicious at the radiant love pouring from my every pore when I got back. Thankfully he didn't look too much into it.
We had been at school for 6 months when I finally decided to tell the family about Will. It was a Friday afternoon, and I was home waiting for the rest of the family to return home from hunting. There was rain falling from the sky as usual, and I sat in the family room, thinking on what I was going to say. Would I just blurt it out that I was in love with a werewolf? Would they hate me? Would they forbid me from seeing Will? Would I listen if they did? All these questions swirled around my head. Will had told me to make sure I had my phone on just in case they got too mad. But I didn't believe they would ever attack me, no matter how mad they were.
"Emalie, what are you doing in the family room, in the dark?" My father asked from the doorway. I jumped and turned to see the rest of the family looking at me in curiosity.
"Umm, thinking. I need to speak with the family." I whispered. My nerves were frayed and all I wanted was to get this over with.
"What's on your mind?" Grandpa asked, taking his usual seat in a plush recliner.
"Well, you know how I've been in such a good mood?" They all nodded, "Well, there's a reason I have been so happy. I'm in love."
I heard several gasps, before mom, grandma, and Alice swooped down and hugged me. "Oh, honey, why didn't you tell us? Were so happy for you!"
I nervously laughed. "Lest hope you still think that way. Will is a werewolf. He imprinted on me." There I had said it. The room was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
"What!?" They all exclaimed in anger. I winced, knowing that the worst was yet to come.
"Prudence Emalie Cullen are you out of your mind?! A werewolf? Do you know how dangerous they are?" My father all but screamed at me. Anthony just sat there glaring at me, and I knew that his anger was mounting and would soon blow up like an atom bomb.
"He is no more dangerous than any of you are." I said, trying to stay as calm as possible. "I've been seeing him for 6 months, and not once have any of the wolves hurt me."
"6 months? You have been seeing this…this…MUTT for 6 months!" Anthony finally exploded. He stood up and walked over to me so he stood over me.
"Yes. And do you know why I kept it a secret Anthony? Because I knew that you all would react like this. Even though it's hypocritical." My voice was slowly rising.
"You will not see this boy again." Dad said in a much too calm voice. I knew he was angry with me, but why couldn't he see that Will made me happy.
"You can't stop me." I yelled. This was really the first time I had ever yelled at my father, and his resolve broke for a moment in shock, before he glared deeper.
"I am your father, and you WILL do as I say." I stood up and began to walk to the door.
"I can't believe you all." I whipped around to see all of them standing. Aunt Rose stood in the back of the group, looking at me with l look on her face. We had discussed this, and I wouldn't tell the family that she not only knew, but helped me meet Will. "Why are all of you able to be with the one you love, but I'm not? If you all loved me you would respect my choice on whom I fall in love with." I had all but got the words out when I was pushed back against the door by Anthony.
"Because you in love with a god damned werewolf." He screamed, and I say stars from the impact of my head hitting the door. Anthony had never hurt me like this before. "Your so stupid, Emalie!"
"Anthony!" Grandma Esme said trying to get him to let me go. His hand was just below my throat pressing against my chest. The pressure was so intense my breathing was getting hard to breath. At the sound of Esme's voice his eyes widened and he stepped away.
"Emalie…" he tried to say, but I shook my head, and tears fell down my cheeks.
"No, you said what you feel. You know what, Will accepts me, he even accepts you as my family, and you all can't even respect me enough to return the favor. And you Anthony, I never thought you would hurt me, but I guess I was wrong."
"Emalie, he didn't mean to. Now you have a choice. Us or him. If you choose him, you are not welcome in this house again." Dad said with a straight face. I couldn't believe this. He was giving me an ultimatum.
"Dad, he's my soul mate. I belong with him. Are you really going to make me choose?"
"Yes."
I closed my eyes, before swinging the door open. "I choose him." And I ran out, as they stood there in a shocked silence. My eyes were blurry, but I could make out the familiar trail to Will's house. Just like he promised he was sitting on the front porch with Sara. He smiled when I broke through the forest, but when he noticed my tears he sent Sara in to get Jacob.
"Emalie! What happened?" I didn't answer but just threw myself into his arms and began to sob in earnest.
"They were so angry. They told me I had to choose between you and them." He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. My tears began to slow, and I whispered the answer to his unspoken question. "I chose you."
He pulled away quickly. "You chose me over your own family?"
I moved back closer to him, and rested my cheek upon his chest. "Will, I cannot live without you. I sort of always knew I would have to part from them. Either I would marry a mortal, or die. But it still hurts. Pun intended." I laughed lightly while touching the back of my head and my chest.
His eyes shadowed in anger. "They hurt you!" His body began to shake.
"Anthony did, but he didn't really mean to." I said, and rubbed his arms trying to help subside the termers.
"How could your own brother ever hurt you, just because you chose to love me?" I shook my head at him, not knowing. He pulled me close again, and I heard his father come up behind me.
"Emalie, are you all right?" He asked as he rubbed my back.
"I…I think so. I just can't believe that they kicked me out because I decided to choose Will." I admitted in a small voice. His face darkened just like Will's.
"How could they do that? Even if it was my Sara Emily, I wouldn't be able to kick her out just because she fell in love with my enemy, especially if there was an imprint involved.
"I guess that just means you're a better person than they are." Jacob had always been a good person, and was so kind to me. He had never judged me on who my parents were, but on how I acted. He treated me like his own daughter.
"Well, Will, I think now is as good a time as any to ask her." Jake suggested with a small smile and a little wink. They both were up to something.
"Your right. We'll be back in a little while." And he began to pull me away from the house. "Now before you ask, I have been planning to ask you this for a while, but I wanted to wait so your family could be told." His face was serious and slightly nervous. Will was hardly ever nervous. "And you don't have to say yes, but I hope you do."
He stopped suddenly, and I surveyed our location. We were about 5 minutes away from his home, in a small clearing that held beautiful wild flowers. Smack dab in the center of the clearing was a small cottage, just slightly smaller than his house. There was a garden in the front surrounded by a white picket fence. It was beautiful.
"Will, where are we?"
"This was my mother's childhood home. She grew up here, and when my dad and her married, she used it as a little get away where she could cook, sew and do whatever she wanted without being bothered by a pack of wolves. She left it to me after she died."
My breath was coming out in shallow breaths. He hardly talked about his mother, whom had died of cancer when Sara was only 2. They had been very close and her death had been very hard on him.
"We have been together for 6 months, and I want to take our relationship to the next level. I want you to move in with me." The impact of his words hit me like a ton of brisk. Live with Will, the man I loved with all of my heart? This was a dream come true to me.
"You've been planning this for a while?" I asked, teasing him by keeping him waiting.
"About 2 months. There are two rooms if you're worried about that. Just because we live together doesn't mean we have to have any kind of physical relationship. But this is the next step before marriage. And, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
I could feel my smile threaten to crack my face open. I had gone from being so sad, too ecstatic in hardly any time at all, and that was one of the many things I loved about him. "I would love to live with you Will. Can we go inside?" His own smile lit up his face, and he scooped me up into his arms and carried me into the house. When I raise one eyebrow at his action he merely shrugged.
"Just practicing. You know, for the future." I laughed, and marveled the inside of the cottage from the warm security of his arms. There was a fireplace on the far wall, with a TV above it. The walls were a pale cream color, making the room larger than it was. There were two love seats of different shades of blue, and a double wide recliner that could fit two between them. The kitchen was in the back, but I would get to that at another time. Down a small hall were three doors. One spare bedroom and one guest bathroom. The door at the end of the hall opened up to the master suite. Will and I's bedroom. The walls were ocean blue, and the comforter soft white. You could tell the bed was made of feathers form the welcoming feeling it brought just by looking at it. There was another door attached to this room, and I had a feeling it was the master bath.
"So? What do you think?" His voice was nervous again. I wrapped my arms around his waist.
"This is perfect. I…I can't describe how happy I am." He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead, my cheeks, and finally my mouth. His taste was amazing, like always, but the feeling was different this time. There was an urgency that I never knew had existed between us. As his mouth devoured mine he began to push me back. I didn't realize where we were headed till the back of my legs his bed. Oh my. While Will and I had kissed quite a lot, and sometimes made out, we had never even discussed having…that…kind of relationship. Quickly I broke away from his mouth.
"I'm sorry." He apologized quickly, fearing that I would begin to yell at him.
"Why are you sorry? I just want to talk about this before we just jump into it. This is a big step." I soothed as I sat on the bed, sinking down into the soft bed, before pulling him down with me.
"I guess you're right, but if you don't want to, all you have to say is no, and I'll respect your decision." His eyes were honest, and my heart swelled again.
"I know, and I love you for it. Anyway, do you have protection?" My face flushed at the word.
He laughed. "Yes. Uh, the guys brought some as a 'house warming' gift so to say." I had a feeling Derek was the one behind that little idea.
"Ok, um, have you ever…." I trailed off. I didn't really want to think about Will with another girl, but I had to know if he had done it before.
He blushed, and looked away. "No, I haven't. But I know the basics of it. The guys don't sensor their thoughts very well." I let out a sigh of relief. "Have you?"
"No." I said plainly. Hell, I'd never even had a boyfriend before. "Do you want to do it?"
His blush darkened. "Uh, well, you know…" I cut him off.
"Do you want to do it?" I wasn't going to beat around the bush anymore.
"Yes." He said, his face contorting into a mask of non emotion. Pulling his face in by the back of his neck, I sealed our lips together, and lay back on the bed.
Hours later, Will and I lay on the bed, our bed, tired and happy. Our first time together had been magical to say the least, and no actual magic had been used. His arms were holding me in a warm embrace, as I drew soft, lazy designs on his arms and chest.
"Em?" He asked his voice heavy with sleep.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
I smiled and pushed closer. "I love you too."
"I don't really want to ruin this moment, but do you want to go and get your stuff? Like your clothes?" My heart contracted painfully, knowing my parents had kicked me out.
"Sure. They are probably out hunting, trying to calm down after getting so mad."
"Are you sure this is what you want?" His voice was soft, I barley heard him.
"Yes. They made their opinion of our relationship clear, and I am not going to stop seeing you. You are my soul mate, my lover, my future husband, and the future father of my children. This is what I've been missing all my life." We kissed passionately for another moment, before we stood up and began to get dressed.
The drive to the Cullen house was quiet. I'm sure he could feel my anxiety about going back to the house but he stayed quiet. Comforting me by holding my hand. Like I had expected the family was gone by the time I got there. I was grateful that I didn't have to face another row with them. We worked quickly to empty out my closet and any personal belongings, and my room was slightly bare by the time we were done. The only thing left was my furniture, bed, and pictures on the wall. This was no longer my room. I took one last look around the room, sighing before closing the door and joining Will in the car. Once safe on the highway, I cried. I cried for myself, for my family, for Will. But I knew that this was what my life was destined to be. I was barely able to register the truck stopping in front of our house.
"Baby," Will whisper, pulling me close to him. All I could do is hold him closer as my sobs racked my body. I felt horrible for crying like this in front of him, but I couldn't help it. Sure I had gotten him, but I had lost my family in the exchange. It was a lot to process in one day. We just sat there in the car for the next hour, and before I knew it, I was asleep.
A loud boom of thunder was what woke me the next morning. The sky was dark and grey outside of the window. Shifting, I became aware of the vacant place to my right. The bed was cold on his side, signaling he hadn't been in bed for at least an hour or so. The house was quiet, and I knew that I was alone.
I was tempted to just stay in bed for the rest of the day, wallowing in self pity, but I knew I couldn't do that. Crying wouldn't help, and staying in bed by myself would only make me feel worse. Dragging myself out of the bed, I prepared myself for the day ahead. I showered and dressed, and made my way over to Jacob and Sara's house. It was weird not calling it Wills house anymore.
Like always, little Sara Emily knew I was coming over, with the weird predictability of Alice Cullen. She was sitting on the front porch swing, something I wanted to put on our house in the future. Her hair was slightly messy, and was still in her nightclothes.
"Emalie!" She squealed in excitement. She ran at me quickly and just about knocked me over with her running hug. "You and Will never came back last night. Oh did you like the house? Daddy and Willie let me help pick out the stuff! Now we will be able to see each other all the time!" I smiled down at her, and suddenly wished she was mine. I know that I was only just 18, but still, it didn't hurt to want, did it?
"I know, it's great. Where is your brother, by the way?" I asked as I led her up into the house. Jacob was still snoring from his bed room in the back, and I fought the urge to laugh. At least Will didn't snore like that. I began to rummage through the kitchen trying to find some eggs, bacon, and pancake mix. Poor Sara hardly ever had a nice hot breakfast. Both Jacob and Will were horrible cooks.
"He said that there was something he had to do. He will be back in two or so hours." She sang, plopping herself down into one of the table chairs." I nodded in understanding, before sending her off to take a shower before the food was done. Those several minutes alone gave me some time to worry what William could possibly be doing that took him from our nice warm bed before I woke.
"Good morning, Emalie." Jacob said as he lazily wandered into the kitchen. His face was tired, still heavy from sleep. However, his rumbling stomach gave him away. My cooking was what had drawn him out of bed. "How are you feeling?" He sat down at the table Sara had just vacated with a glass of orange juice.
"Morning. I'm doing ok." I said, not really wanting to talk about my parents or brother at the moment.
"Will said how you were taking it hard last night. You know I think of you as my own daughter. If you ever need to talk, I am always here." My bottom lip began to tremble and I impulsively threw myself into his arms.
"How could they just…do that? They don't even know you guys, and they are judging you. Then they have the audacity to say that you werewolves are dangerous, when my brother is the one who freaked out at me. I just thought that they would at least hear me out before jumping to conclusions." He rubbed my back gently as I cried into his chest. He was much like Will, well; Will was a lot like him. The smell of something burning made me wrench myself away from the closest thing I had to a father now.
"Emalie, as much as I hate to stick up for those blood-vampires, they were probably too shocked to think straight. I'm not saying that they were right or that it justifies what they did, but maybe once you give them a little time, they will come around." I nodded my head, but I silently vowed that they were the ones who were going to have to take that first step and contact me.
"Hello, hello, anyone home?" I heard Will call from the front of the house.
"Like you don't already know." I teased, smiling at him as he walked into the kitchen. "Where were you?" I asked as I heaped food onto 4 plates, making sure to give Jacob and Will as much as a werewolf would eat. Little Sara came bouncing out at that time, dressed in a pair of jeans and a Hannah Montana t-shirt. Inwardly I rolled my eyes. She defiantly needed to improve her musical taste.
"There was a pack meeting. I…uh…had to tell them what they did. I'm also putting extra patrols up around the border so we know if they want to meet with you." He smiled sheepishly at me. "Sorry I wasn't there when you woke up this morning."
"That's ok," I said. "But I was thinking about going to see my mother's family in San Francisco." He looked at me like I had grown a second head.
"How are you going to get there?"
"Why, orb of course. Did you forget that I had magical abilities?" He blushed lightly, and shook his head. "Would you like to come with? I'll only be an hour or so. I just want to let them know what's going on, if my parents haven't already."
He smiled and nodded his head. "Sure, I'd love too. Maybe they will be more supportive of us." We finished eating and I waited for him to run home and change into something more appropriate. I knew Uncle Wyatt and Uncle Chris would have no problem with Will. I mean come on, uncle Chris was engaged to a phoenix, and Uncle Wyatt was married to a pixi. When we were ready, Will and I joined hands and orbed to the ancestral home of the charmed ones. Nothing had changed.
"Uncle Wyatt? Uncle Chris? Aunt Bianca?" I called, wondering if they were home yet. The pounding of feet on stairs told me yes, they were home.
"Pumpkin!" Aunt Bianca exclaimed, as she slammed into me with the force or a Buick. Her large stomach heavy with child made her skin glow with an earthly beauty. Finally I would have a cousin.
"Come on, B, I want my niece too." Uncle Wyatt wined as he pried her off of me, only to gather me into his own strong arms.
"Both of you, stop hogging her. You know she likes me the best." Uncle Chris stated dryly, calmly waiting for me to regain the ability to breath, before hugging me much gentler that his wife and brother.
"Hey, guys. I hope you don't mind the sudden appearance."
"Not at all! Especially with what your family did." Aunt Bianca said in a growl. I bowed my head. So my family had contacted them. "Now, who might this yummy young man be?"
Uncle Chris sent her a horrified look, making me laugh as I answered. "This is William Black. My soul mate."
Uncle Wyatt walked up to him. "So you're the 'freaking dog' that stole our Emalie away from us?" Will bowed his head, but Wyatt shook his head. "Hey, no worries. We don't share their opinion about the two of you. I mean come on, I'm engaged to a pixi, and Chrissy-poo here is married to this demon. Who are we to judge? You are always welcome here." They shook hands, and Aunt Bianca hugged him.
We all ended up moving to the living room to talk, and I felt a sigh of relief wash over me knowing that one part of my family supported my decision. My Uncles actually got along really well with Will, and they were even planning to come and visit for a fishing trip. Never in a million years would I peg my uncles as fisher people. Aunt Bianca was over the moon knowing I had a life partner. She had always been a little concerned about my lack of boyfriends. She thought he was quite handsome.
Unfortunately, the time went fast and we had to leave at 7. I had offered to stay and maybe help with the demon hunting but the stricken look on Will's face made me take back my offer. It was a look of pure terror. So we said our goodbyes and orbed back to our house.
"Ugh, what a day." I muttered as I sunk down into the comfortable couch in front of the fireplace. Will laughed at me, before pulling me back to rest against his chest so we both were lying horizontal on the couch.
"You can say that again. I like your family though." I smiled and kissed him. "Want to go to bed early? We can cuddle." His smile was mischievous.
"Are you sure all you want to do is cuddle?" My smirk was full throttle, and he smiled and lifted me up, running into the bedroom, where we made passionate love for the second time.
Well here is the chapter. I thought I would integrate some of the charmed charters, and make them be on Emalie's side, so she wouldn't be alone. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and leave me some feedback…cause I have absolutely no idea on where to go with this story. I was thinking of having them get married, and have Emalie run into the Cullen's while dress shopping or something. Let me know what you think I should do. Remember, the more reviews I get the faster and better and longer the chapter with be. Also don't be afraid to give negative criticism. That's what helps writers become better.