Until The Last Day

Chapter 6

Eight Years Later...

Bella P.O.V

"Ha!" I shout when my sword pinches the center of his chest. I've won for the fifth time in a row, best of the family. I take my mask off and let my hair fall down my back.

Emmett takes his off and let's out a deep sigh. "If we keep it on this pace and you keep on putting more strength, you'll go through me one day with that sword."

I rolled my eyes, walking to the table on the other side of the room. "Don't be such a baby," I say, putting my mask and sword down. "As long as I can remember it was your idea about practicing fencing. Not my fault I ended up better than you."

"You have a true talent, sister," he agrees. "Come on, Rosalie and our father will be waiting for us for dinner." He puts down his mask and sword and we both head up to change.

Nina, the new servant helps me tighten up my corset and put on my dress. The girl is probably sixteen, so young to be working for a rich family but as long as I can remember Alice, my best friend, has worked for us ever since she was a little girl.

"Papa!" Emily, Emmett's daughter ran up to him with her arms opened up, ready for a hug. Three years after our mother died Emmett fell in love with a girl from town. Rosalie Hale, a beautiful women my age. Long blonde hair curled up, blue eyes and pail light skin. Our father wasn't happy about him marrying a town girl, but after he saw the love Emmett had for her he opened his arms to welcome her to the family. Months later Emily was born. She's the exact replica of Emmett, only with golden curls.

"Hello, aunt Bella." She reaches out from Emmett's hug, to hug me. I carry her and kiss the top of her head.

"Hello, Emily. How are you today?" I asked, pulling her golden curls away from her creamy face.

"Very good."

"Well, isn't that lovely," I say, kissing her cute little cheeks. Rosalie and I are good friends, including Alice who no longer works for us anymore because of her marriage with Jasper Hale, Rosalie's brother who does good money working at the mines is part of our little group.

"Hello, Isabella, Emmett, how was the fencing?" Papa walked to the dinning table, now we were all gathered.

"Emmett lost all the combats," I said filled with pride.

Papa smiled. "Again?"

"Again," Emmett sighed.

Dinner was pleasant as always, talking to my father, spending time with my niece and my brother. Spending time to my now old Mr. Lucifer. Poor cat, the years have overcome him. He's like a big ball of fat and fur. He's too big and cuddly. Izzy, I'm surprised she's still here. Every time I head out of the house, she follows.

"I have news," Papa said when dinner was over. His expression reflected sorrow, which only ment it was something really bad. Could it be a sickness? No, my father can't die, not after all the time we've spent together over the years.

"What is it?" I asked, taking his hand in mine.

"There's a very important family coming from Chicago, Illinois. They're coming here to do business," he says, squeezing my hand. "Billy Black is about to leave the business to his only son, Jacob Black but in his great grandfather's will he said the only way one can take over the family business was if he's married."

"So, why are they coming?" I asked.

His eyes lock in with mine. "The impossible death of your beauty has reached to Jacob Black, he's coming here to meet you."