Hello sweeties, Happy Easter to everyone! I would love me some of those Cadbury Creme Eggs *hint hint*. Now last time I updated, I told ya'll about being nominated for the Non-Cannon Twilight Fanfiction Awards right? Well guess what? You are now reading a silver award story! GAH! I am beyond elated at this. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine being nominated for an award and then going on to actually win! #mindblown.

Anyways you all know the drill. Twilight and all things affiliated with it belong to Stephenie Myer. The plot is mine, and I have a potty mouth and so do my versions of these characters.

Peace, love and Pixie dust ~ Riney

Chapter 55

*?POV*

I was getting bored with this cat and mouse game I was playing, albeit that the mouse in question was not aware of the game, making it rather dull. I was getting no satisfaction from her bliss.

The little bitch.

Who was she to come and take what I deemed mine?

Before she came along, Emmett McCarty was mine, body and soul. The soul aspect of it intrigued me most. I captivated his senses with sheer sexuality, my body weaving a heady spell around him. Ensnaring him with the shroud of intimacy, still holding just enough back to captivate his curiosity and kept him coming back every time, wanting to break the mystery that was me.

It wasn't his money that I wanted.

I had plenty of my own.

No, it was the fact that I had power over him.

It made me drunk and want more.

I found that taking over of his mind was too easy, I expected something more of a challenge, but hey, who was I to complain? Gave me more time to see just how far my power would reach. Sadly, I didn't get a chance to do anything else before she came along. I just wanted to wrap my fingers around her throat and squeeze until her face was purple.

A shiver of pleasure coursed through my spine as the visual of that thought flashed in my head.

If only.

The sound of a car honking broke me from my reverie and I refocused on the little group across from me.

Look at them.

Playing house, making googly eyes at each other.

Fucking sickening.

I watched as they stood up and with a kiss, Emmett made his way away from them. Part of me longed to go after him, get him somewhere private and seduce him until he was a puddle of man goo at my feet; but the part that won, was the part that wanted to wreak havoc in this little nobody's life.

I watched as she and her parents parted ways, leaving her with her precious Edward and Emmett's lackey, James. I snorted as the thought about my little minion's love life came to mind. If I were to go based on what I was seeing, the little pussy didn't stand a snowball's chance in hell.

When they parted ways at the corner, James and Edward going off and leaving the little whore alone, a smile split across my face. I pressed a few buttons on my phone and waited impatiently for the line to be answered.

"Ma'am," came the curt voice on the other end.

"Deliver the package," I said and ended the call.

Finally little Ms. Swan would know that she was in the middle of battle against a worthy opponent.

-TA-

*BPOV*

I was glad when everyone went their own ways, not that I wasn't appreciative of their presence, but I just felt the need to be alone. My mind was overflowing with thoughts, bumbling around inside my head, leaving me with a headache. I analyzed my feelings, and I was actually surprised to find the first emotion I was feeling was contentment.

I, Isabella Marie Swan, was content.

This was a shocking fact and I found myself frozen on the sidewalk, barely registering the looks of concern from passers-by. I was happy, truly happy, for the first time in my life. Despite the few minor drawbacks, I was completely happy with the way my life was at this very moment.

I was going to be a mother in a short while, and everyday I found myself in awe at what was happening to my body, the way it made me feel, and how anxious I was to meet my little bundle. I felt so in love with him or her already that sometimes it hurt. Edward, was my one constant and I was glad that he was still around. I don't know what I would ever do without him, and I'd rather not ever finding out.

And then there was Emmett.

Whoo, that man had done a number on me in these short few months.

The feelings that were growing for him were almost as intense as the ones I felt for my unborn child.

Fucking scary.

I was falling in love with Emmett McCarty.

I had to sit down.

A wave of dizziness came over me as I pushed open the door to a store.

I felt the wind of the salesgirl as she hurried to my side, "Are you ok?" her saccharine voice annoying me minutely.

"I just need to sit for a bit," I said my words coming out stilted as I fought for air.

The girl led me to a chair and helped me down, I looked up and saw her worried expression and I tried to smile to ease her mind a bit. I don't know if the smile came out just right, but I did my best.

"I just got a little winded," I said finally getting a hold of myself. "I forget sometimes I'm carrying around the weight of two people."

The girl's brows furrowed for a quick moment before realization dawned, "Oh! You're pregnant?"

I chuckled and nodded, I was wearing a large coat so you couldn't exactly see my baby bump. "I'm six and a half months along, well seven really."

"That's so cool," the girl said as I shrugged out of my coat, revealing my stomach.

And baby, being Emmett's child had to show off and started pummeling my stomach.

"Oh my gosh!" the girl exclaimed softly, eyes wide. "I can see her kicking!"

I smiled when she said 'she', Baby had been a she for the last month now. I was pretty sure of it. Not that I would love a he any less.

"You wanna touch?" I asked, I didn't mind and the store looked pretty empty for the time being.

"Could I?" she said with a big smile.

"Sure," I nodded. "What's your name?"

"Caitlyn," she replied and inched her hand gingerly towards my stomach. "I'm eighteen, my friends are never gonna believe this."

"It's nice to meet you Caitlyn, I'm Bella," I said laughing at her enthusiasm.

"This is so cool!" she cried as Baby kicked up a storm under her tentative touches.

I took that time to look around the store, interesting things in there no doubt. Candles, broomsticks, a library section with ancient looking books, costumes you name it. Then I really took a look at Caitlyn.

She was dressed in black from head to toe, she had head full of a rather bright shade of green curls, and her make-up reminded me of Captain Jack Sparrow.

It seems that I had stumbled into an occult thrift store.

"What do you guys sell here?" I asked.

I noticed the change in Caitlyn's demeanor immediately, as she took her hand back and stood stiffly a little ways in front of me.

"It's an occult store," she said, her voice strained and still held a hit of defiance.

Oh sweetie, I'm not here to judge you.

I nodded and smiled, "That's what I thought. So what could I get for a guy in here?"

When Caitlyn realized that I was cool with it, she relaxed and started chattering animatedly, showing me a few things that were pretty amazing. I got something for Baby, which I thought was just adorable, and then I found something for Emmett.

It was a leather chain with a celtic knot pendant hanging from it. It was bold and masculine, the perfect thing to give someone who was not-yet-your-boyfriend-but-was-your-lover. Besides, his birthday was coming up and I wanted to get him something for it anyway, now I just had to keep it a secret from his snooping. I had heard from James how Emmett was when it came to presents.

I spent an hour after making my purchases, in the little store, talking to the quirky Caitlyn. She really was a pleasure to talk to and I knew that I would be back even if it was just to say hello to her. I said my goodbye's and then made my down the block. I wound my hair around in a messy bun behind my head, swearing at the stickiness it had left behind.

I was overheating and this hair was getting on my last nerve, I made the decision in a split second and soon found myself sitting in the barber's chair at some random salon.

"You sure about this?" the too pretty man above me asked, the scissors poised in his hand.

I gulped and looked in the mirror ahead, my chestnut curls hanging around my shoulders, and nodding my head gave him consent to get along with his duty. Twenty minutes later, I opened eyes that I hadn't realized closing and peered at the reflection of the strange woman before me.

Holy shit, that's me!

My hair which once hung to the middle of my back, was now barely brushing my chin. It was coiffed exquisitely to frame my face, the curls bouncing as I turned my head to see it from another angle.

It was beautiful.

I hoped Emmett loved it as much I did.

-TA-

*EmPOV*

I had a good breakfast getting to know Bella's parents, and getting some insight as to who Bella was, from her parents' point of view. It was delightful to see her blush when we all laughed at a particularly embarrassing tidbit of information her parents shared. Hearing her become impassioned as she championed for a cause her parents didn't share her enthusiasm about.

I learned more about Bella this morning than I had known a month ago. And I had fallen more in love with her, if that were even possible. Before this moment I had not been one of those people who bought into the sanctity that is love, the wholly and irrevocable feelings that completely encompassed the entire being; no I hadn't believed in that crap at all.

But with Bella I was feeling that way and more, causing me to rethink my beliefs on the whole shebang. I was drawn to this woman in a way that was practically magnetic. Where ever she was, I wanted to be there. I wanted her to possess me, I wanted to possess her. She was the other half of my soul.

Jeezus, I'm turning into a fucking girl.

Yes, I'm Emmett McCarty here to return my man-card, no there's no hopes of renewal, yes, I know...I'm screwed.

I had wandered around a bit, restless, searching for something to keep my mind off of Bella and my ever growing feelings for her. Finally I gave up the wandering and decided to head into the office, and finish up some paper work I had been putting off.

I had been there for about an hour when there was a knock on my door, I found this strange as it was weekend and hardly anyone came in on weekends.

"Come in," I said raising my voice so they would hear me.

The door opened and a large man, dressed in a suit walked in. My swift perusal of him ended when I noticed the manila envelope in his hand.

"Mr. McCarty?" he asked, his tone brusque.

I nodded warily, eyeing him, looking for any sign of foul play.

The man handed me the envelope and without another word, turned and left my office, closing the door behind him as he went.

Now that was plain fucking odd.

I looked at the envelope curiously, listening to see if it was ticking. If it was I was screwed either way, sitting there lost in my own musings. I muttered a few colorful words and gave into my curiosity. I took the envelope and opened it, shaking it so the contents would come out.

The first thing that flew out was a white sheet of paper, I turned it over and read the words written there.

Look what someone's been getting up to... it read and was signed with a pair of blood red lips.

What the hell was going on?

I grabbed the other things that came out and realized they were pictures. I perused them with mild interest, seeing nothing remotely threatening in the first few shots. Shots of Bella mind you, and I wondered why someone was taking photos of Bella. As I continued my perusal, images of a man started filtering in. I didn't know who he was, so he didn't seem to be of any consequence, that was until the next few frame.

He was meeting with a woman, who was partially hidden by his tall frame, he was leaning forward to kiss her. In the next photo, you could see them locked in a passionate kiss, the woman's face still hidden from sight. Then something caught my eyes, this woman was pregnant. That sent warning triggers off in my brain like an air attack on terrorists. I started gathering my thoughts and picked out things that were familiar about her. I didn't think it was Bella, as they had only been about three photos of her earlier in the pile before me, other women who looked similar to her had been featured.

Maybe this was one of them.

None of them were pregnant.

I cursed my brain for pointing out that too obvious fact.

This woman, her body wrapped around this unknown man, was indeed pregnant.

The next photo confirmed what my brain had already pieced together; it was a clear shot of the woman's face, smiling up lovingly at the mystery man.

It was Bella.

I don't know how I made it home without causing an accident. My mind had checked out and I was feeling numb. I didn't want to believe that what I had seen a few minutes ago was real. I didn't want to be feeling this bone crushing wave of defeat, that was breaking my spirit.

I wanted to find a way to stamp out the pain that was gripping my heart in a crushing hold. I wanted to believe that this was all just some sort of fucked up dream I was having. I wanted to believe anything but the obvious truth that was staring me in the face.

I parked the car and made my way inside, chucking my clothes off as I went. I needed to take a run or something physical to burn off this frustration that was building in my chest. I changed quickly into a vest and shorts, and then shoving my feet into my sneakers, I headed out the backdoor and started running.

The run lasted for what seemed like hours.

I just ran.

Hell, I put Forrest Gump to shame.

Tiredness seeped into my bones and I pushed my way back home, the shower calling my name seductively. When I came out some time later, I felt a bit better. It was starting to get dark, Bella's parents had called to remind us they were leaving in the morning, I was taken aback to hear that Bella wasn't there with them, and had in fact parted ways since after breakfast.

I talked to them a while longer before hanging up and heading to the kitchen to start dinner. Yep, you got it right: another distraction for my mind. I threw myself into preparing the meal, often times slipping up and thinking things like, how was I going to confront Bella about this, but thankfully for the most part I was able to focus on the cooking aspect and I was less tense.

An hour later, just as I was turning off the stove under the pot, Bella walked in the door. Her face was flushed and her hands were full of bags.

"Look what I got!" she cried waving the bags wildly against her chest.

She took off the hood of her coat and I gasped. Gone were the tresses of chestnut that I had nuzzled the night before, now in their place stood a much shorter version of its former self.

She had cut her hair.

I noticed her looking at me expectantly, so I smiled.

"I like it."

Her smile caused my heart to swell, then I remembered the pictures and it deflated instantly.

"You do? I didn't think you would like it," she rambled as she put the bags down and walked over to me. She was still rambling on when she reached me, her stomach causing a noticeable separation between us, then she just stopped and reached up and kissed me.

"I missed you," she said softly.

My stomach churned as her kiss burned me, thinking about those lips all over another man just this morning.

I nodded, not able to speak just yet; this made her frown.

"What smells so good?" she asked, shifting gears and stepping around me further into the kitchen.

"I cooked dinner," I finally found my voice.

"Smells delicious," I could hear the hunger in her voice.

"Why don't you go wash up and I'll have it all set out by the time you're finished," I needed her to go so I could control my emotions.

She gave me a sharp look before nodding mutely, heading to her room and presumably her shower.

I took deep calming breaths, my nails digging into the surface of the counter. When I thought that I was calm enough I pushed off and got two plates and two wine glasses. I put the food onto the plates, and poured a glass of wine for my self and then some sparkling grape wine for Bella. She insisted we do this so she wouldn't feel like a child drinking from a sippy cup at the grown-up table.

She joined me as I put the plates down, her hair damp from her shower, her face fresh and innocent looking.

Deceit.

"It looks just as good as it smells," she said with a smile as I held out her chair for her to slide into. "Thank you Emmett."

I make a non-committal sound and move to sit down, we were quiet for a few minutes before she broke the ice.

"So what did you do today?" she asked sipping her sparkling wine.

"Nothing really," I said chewing slowly. "Just went to the office, what about you?"

"Met an amazing person, spent almost two hours with them, got my hair cut, did a bit of shopping, nothing much," she said with a laugh.

"This person you met, what was so amazing about them?" I asked, pleased with myself at how nonchalant I sounded.

"They just were," she said taking a bite off her fork.

"Why don't you wanna talk about them?" I asked.

She looked up at me, a frown on her face, "It's not that important."

"Do you have something to hide?" I asked, my voice almost a growl.

"What is your problem?" she asked her fork hitting the plate with a loud clang.

"I got an interesting visit at the office today," I said ignoring her question.

I was met with a stony silence.

"Don't you want to know why it was interesting?" I asked.

"Do I care?" she retorted sharply.

"Someone sent me photos of you."

I watched as confusion took residence on her face, her brows furrowed together in concentration, trying to process what I had just told her.

"Pictures of me?" she asked finally.

I nodded, leaning back in the chair appraising her thoughtfully.

"Why would someone send you pictures of me?" she asked.

"That's what I wondered too, and then I looked at them," I said rubbing my chin.

"What were they about?" she asked.

"There was this friend who fit your description of amazing, if the way you're kissing him is anything to go on," I said with a sneer.

Her eyes bulged out, "What?!" she cried, getting to her feet.

"You heard me," I said deathly quiet. "You were so busy almost fucking this dude in public, you wouldn't have noticed if a herd of wild animals were stampeding past you.

"Emmett I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!" she cried, pounding her small fists against the table.

"Don't you?" I said raising my voice and jumping up from my seat to grab my bag. I grabbed the envelope and snatched the glossy papers out and thrust them into her shaking hands. "Look at them and tell me that's not you with your tongue shoved down another man's throat!"

She went through the pictures slowly, taking her time, drinking them in and driving me crazy in the process. I just wanted this over and done with, I wanted her gone from my very sight.

"This isn't me," she said quietly putting the pictures down.

Was she seriously going to refute the evidence staring directly at her?

Did she take me for some sort of jackass?

"The fuck it isn't!" I snap. "Do you think I'm a fucking idiot? Some sort of fool that you can fuck over?"

Her lip trembled but her voice was steady when she spoke again, "This isn't me Emmett."

"Bullshit!" I said slamming my palm against the table, causing it to rattle softly.

"You are nothing but a lying tramp, trying to get my money. Tell me, did you have this planned from the very beginning? Was Edward part of the plot to seduce my best friend to get close to me?"

I saw the tears fill her eyes, but she was too stubborn to shed a one, refusing to give me even the smallest amount of satisfaction.

The room was quiet with the exception of my ragged breaths, her eyes never wavering from mine.

And doubt started to gnaw at my insides.

What if she was being honest?

What if this was someone's with a sick sense of humor?

What if this was just an act to hide her guilt?

That last what if brought me from my thoughts and I shook it slightly to clear it off any cobwebs of doubt that lingered.

"I'm leaving," she said.

I was not expecting that.

"Where will you go?" I asked.

"I have no idea," she said, "but I believe that anywhere else is better than here."

I didn't expect that barb to hurt, but it did.

"You're seven months pregnant! You can't just up and leave."

Her voice was icy when she replied, "Watch me."

She left me standing there with my mouth hanging open after her, and I could hear her moving about in her room. I wanted to go see what she was doing but I was frozen to the spot. Ten minutes later she came out with her two suitcases of things she had brought from her apartment, things she had managed to salvage.

"I'll let you know when the baby's being born," she said and then walked out the door.

As the door clicked shut behind her, a stabbing pain seared my chest and I couldn't breathe properly for at least two minutes.

I waited to see if she would recant her words and come back in the door, fuming and spouting curses at me.

I moved from the spot, the pain easing considerably, allowing me to move my stiffening muscles. The minutes ticked by and I realized that she wasn't coming back.

She was really gone.

What the hell had I done?

-TA-

*BPOV*

I got in my car and started driving, tears blinding my vision as I blinked rapidly so I could see properly. I hadn't gotten far when a car swerved in front of me suddenly, causing me to slam my brakes, sending me face first into the steering wheel. I groaned in pain as my head snapped back, willing the car to stop and let my baby be unhurt.

I could hear the other car's brakes squealing as they came to a stop just before mine did. Voices were talking indiscernibly as I started to drift into unconsciousness.

"Make sure she's not bleeding."

"I have to have that baby."

"She's fine..."

The voices drifted off as I went under.

Fade to black...

A/N: Well there we go, the road to crazy has begun. Please don't throw things at my head for doing this. I needed the drama ok? I'm a drama junkie! What do you think is going on with Bella there at the end? *inserts dramatic music here* I just wanted to say I pulled an all nighter writing this chapter. I was playing random games on Facebook and then around one I got the inspiration to write. Got my music going, I started to write and from time to time played games in between. It's now 6:20 am. My eyes are burning and my fingers are slowing down over the keys. Hope you enjoyed , see you next time lovelies. Well actually ffn was having issues and wouldn't let me upload the chapter so it's now 3:47pm! So I'm well rested and looking forward to your reviews and you just might get another chapter today :D ~ Riney

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