*gulps* Here goes nothing. Hope there's no permanent damage when they get through.
I'm the Queen of the Pixies. I don't have time to be SM.
Chapter Sixteen
EmPOV
I wanted to slap the smug look off James' face.
I should've known that he was up to something.
He let me have the last wonton. He never lets me get the last of anything.
And the extra order of mushroom noodles should've tipped me off too.
Fucking douche.
"Glaring at me isn't going to change anything," he said sipping on his water.
"If I beat you to a pulp, would that be considered a hate crime?" I snapped.
He rolled his eyes.
"Get over it," he said. "You two are going to be parents. You have to get over this childish bullshit you've got going on. Children can not raise a child."
"I'm not a child," I said petulantly.
"Well stop acting like one fucktard," he said. "Ohh sounds like she's here."
"Oh joy," I said sarcastically.
He got up to go let her in, and I could hear them talking quietly.
I smelt her before I even saw her.
Fruity. Flowery. Amazing.
I stood up and forced a smile on my face before turning towards them.
"Bella," I greeted.
"Emmett," she said with a nod.
She looked...nice.
James came over and smacked my arm, "Quit staring," he whispered before smiling at Bella.
"I have food," he said drawing a grin from her. "And it's pestered in mushrooms."
I think she just rivaled the Christmas tree at Rockefeller with the smile she gave him.
What was so great about mushrooms?
"Baby seems to like them," she said with an embarrassed flush spreading across her cheeks.
"Oh," I said realizing I must've asked the question out loud.
"We already ate," James was saying as he thrust the plate into her hands.
"Thanks," she said with a soft smile.
I just realized she never really smiled at me.
"So about this little bambino you and Emmy Bear are gonna have," he said winking at me.
Emmy Bear? Seriously?
I'm sure he noticed by my frown, that I did not care for that nickname.
"What about the baby?" she asked.
"How are you two going to deal with this?" James asked propping on the chair arm.
"We are dealing with it," I said.
"Well if this," he motioned between the two of us, "is dealing with it. You're both doing a piss poor job."
Gee thanks buddy.
I sighed, he was right though.
We both had to work out our differences if we were going to be suitable parents for this baby.
Bella looked at me, slurping on her noodles, a curious expression on her face.
"Fine, we work on this," I said.
"Great, I have to go do...nothing," James said with a grin. "But I'll do my nothingness out of the house."
Thank you friend, throw me to the she-wolf why don't you.
I spared a glance at Bella, she looked positively scared.
Gosh, it wasn't like I was a monster.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"Anywhere but here, now would the two of you try not to destroy my house?" James said putting on his jacket.
We watched him head out the door, leaving us in silence.
Our gazes met.
Oh boy.
~*~TA~*~
BPOV
That sneaky bastard.
He planned this all along.
Get us together and then desert us.
I was gonna punch him in that pretty face of his.
Ugh.
"Would you quit the staring thing?" I said to Emmett.
"Sorry," he replied.
"Yeah," I said digging into my meal. It was beyond delicious.
"I'm sorry about James railroading you into this," he continued.
I nodded, "Not your fault," I said after swallowing.
"You can leave when you're finished your meal," he said.
That would be the easy way out, wouldn't it?
But one thing I've learned in all my years, nothing worth it is easy. I wanted us to be good parents. I didn't want my baby to come into this world with parents who couldn't stand the sight of each other. We could at least learn to be civil.
"No, despite his tactics, he's right," I said. "It's not about us anymore."
I looked over to him, to see him nodding his agreement.
"So how do we do this?" he asked.
"I have no idea," I said getting up with my empty plate.
I had become a vacuum.
"Where'd you grow up?" he asked taking the plate from me.
Okay, jump right in huh?
"Forks, Washington."
"Dreary place," he stated. "Well at least that's what I've heard."
"Yeah, it kinda is," I replied with a small smile.
"You hardly do that when I'm around," he said once again staring at me.
"What?" I asked following him into the kitchen.
"Smile."
Oh.
"There hasn't been much to smile about when we're in the same vicinity," I told him.
"I guess that's fair," he said washing the plate.
He had nice hands.
Okay. I noticed that why?
"You should do it more often," he said turning around and drying his hands on the front of his jeans.
My gaze followed the movement and I could feel the blush start to spread.
He was wearing tight jeans. Well worn, tight jeans.
Damn.
No wonder he was a hit with the ladies.
Mr. McCarty seemed to be packing some heavy artillery.
"Huh?" I asked shaking my head, raising my eyes back to his amused gaze.
"Something wrong?" he asked. "You looked...flushed."
"I'm f-fine," I stammered. "Just a bit warm. Pregnant and all."
Thank God for that excuse. There was no way I was gonna admit that I was ogling him.
"Want something to drink?" he asked.
"Um, a glass of water would be nice," I said.
"Okay, one glass of water coming up," he said heading for the fridge.
James' kitchen was beautiful, I noticed. I would love to cook here.
I was brought out of my musings when Emmett placed the cool glass in my hand. "Thanks."
"Wanna go back and sit down?" he asked.
I nodded, chugging down the water, and following him back into the living-room.
I saw the games strewn around the floor and shook my head.
"You guys really got into it didn't you?" I asked nodding towards the mess.
"I creamed him," he said with a grin.
There were those dimples again.
"Boys and their toys," I said shaking my head.
"It's a new system, so we had to break it in," he said with a shrug.
"Hmm," I said. "I'm sure you did."
"Do you play?" he asked.
"I can," I said eyeing him warily.
"How about a game?" he asked.
"What are we playing for?"
He raised a brow at me, "Who said we were playing for anything?"
"It's more fun, if you have a goal," I said with a nonchalant shrug.
"I see."
"So what do you say?" I asked. "You can even chose what we're playing for."
"Twenty questions," he said after thinking for a minute.
He went on to explain, probably noticing my 'huh?' expression.
"If I win, I get to ask you twenty questions that you have to answer honestly," he said.
"And if I win? Cause let's face it, I can just Google you," I said.
"Google isn't as good as the real thing," he said, his jaw tightening.
Touched a nerve didn't I?
"It was a joke Emmett," I said, not wanting to start anything.
"You need to work on your comedic expression then," he said.
"Okay, we do the twenty questions thing," I said with a grimace.
"Good, I hope you're ready to get your ass kicked," he said turning on the game.
"Bring it pretty boy," I said taking up one of the controls.
Emmett McCarty was going down.
A/N: Yes, I'm in a giving mood. Two chapters in one sitting :) The convo continues in the next chapter...come on guys you can do it!
I just finished watching TVD's ep from last Thursday...*sobs* Jer :'(
*sniffles*
jessa76: You have no faith in my ability to deal with these two. I am the boss here LOL (sometimes)
KCLutz4475: I've missed you *kisses*
danimcket: I'm not done with Alec yet *mysterious smile*
shadow kissed 4eva: I was wondering where you were. *hugs* Is this soon enough for you?
scigeekgirl: I knowwww :D
brooklynsam3: Edward's not an ass lol. You know you have that one person you sleep with, and then u realize it was a mistake and you never want to do it again, but they think that you're in a relationship? That's Alec. Edward was honest with him from the beginning, told him that he wasn't about the relationship thing, even Alec himself said it. So don't go blaming my poor Eddie :p LOL. As for Bella, I swear she's trying :D
adrianiforever: Thanks lovely :)
foreverbeginsnow: MWAH :D
teamhotmen: That's what I told her! XD
Nonita: LOL I'll see what I can do :D
Okay gonna go take a shower and get ready for Monday Night RAW...so see you guys next time, same Pixie channel *sprinkles Pixie dust and flutters away* ~ Riney