Audrey Emilia McCarty-Cullen

Audrey Emilia McCarty-Cullen

Chapter One 

“Emmett, please think about this! This is the perfect opportunity for us!” I exclaimed in a desperate tone to my husband, something I didn't normally do, but couldn’t he see that we could finally have a family? 

I trudged after my husband gracefully through the muddy grounds -even in my peep-toe Armani wedges, which were probably thoroughly ruined now- of the woods as he walked deeper into the forest, he hadn’t want to bother our family with our current argument, but I knew.. We both knew that they could still hear us. Besides that, they had an idea, if not already knew what we were fighting about; it’s not a well-kept secret in our house or anything. They were vampires, just like Em and I. Besides that, they all knew what the topic was about.

I wanted a child. I desperately wanted a little one to cherish, but I not capable of conceiving because of my current status of being a vampire. When Carlisle had changed me decades ago, he took that privilege away from me. I didn’t even give him the right nor the consent to change me! But when I looked at him, my angered husband, I’m glad that he did save me because Emmett was exactly what I needed and I was exactly what he needed. He's was probably the one thing in my immortal life that keeps me sane. 

“I have thought about it, Rose, but there are consequences to raising a human child in a coven full of vampires. What if the Volturi found out? They’d kill our little baby before they had a chance to grow and experience life. And we surely can’t turn them when they’re a child. It's illegal to do something like that.” I was taken back at how serious Emmett was being, I mean he sometimes as his moments, but he’s usually was childish and impulsive, never this serious, almost Edward-like.

I couldn't stop the smirk that was beginning to appear on my lips, from my thoughts. I knew my brother would have heard my thoughts and he'd be rolling his eyes. But my smirk quickly faded as Emmett keeps his gaze on me. He wanted an answer.

“Emmett, you can’t say that adopting a child won’t complete our family. Not the coven’s, but our family.” I wave a hand between us; he takes a step closer to me and I could see his eyes stare off, he was imagining our life with a little baby girl or boy, hopefully a baby girl, so Alice and I can dress her up and Nessie and she can be best friends. 

I stepped closer to him and cradled his burly hands into my slender ones; I gently caressed my thumbs over the backs of his cool hands. “I know you want a child as much as I do. The idea has sparked into your mind and you think about it as much as I do. You know you want to give me a child, but this… This curse that I was given is preventing me from ever physically conceiving on of my own. This is our only option now.”

I waited. 

I waited for what seemed like hours, but actually mere minutes.

Maybe seconds or milliseconds, I couldn’t tell. All I could tell was that Emmett had his brow creased together in the way he usually had it when he was deep in thought. Sometimes, like this time for example, he even bit the corner of his bottom lip. He was weighing the possibilities of adopting and not adopting a child. When he finally looked up and met my eyes, I knew, deep down inside of me, that he was going to reject the idea for the millionth time. He always did, now there were a few times when he came close to giving into it, but he eventually went back to his senses and denied me the one thing that I wanted.

“Rosie… You know what I’m about to say… You always do.” His eyes pleaded with me to understand where he was coming from, but I turned my head away, so I didn’t need to see the pity in his eyes. “Rose, baby, we live in a house full of vampires, and now, bringing a human baby in that situation isn’t the best of ideas. When babies grow up, they fall and trip, they tumble around while playing with their toys and most of all... They bleed. They bleed blood, blood that we drink, blood that we live off of. It’s something we survive off of.” 

Emmett had gently reached up and gently stroked my cheek with his fingers, he knew how close I was to my breaking point on this specific topic. I wanted this child, but everyone, including Emmett, are always saying that I can’t. I can and will take full responsibility for this child if the Volturi find out and I repeat my thoughts on that to him, but he still gives him the same excuse. “But Rosie, they could kill our entire family for that.” I still try to reason with him, but he kept saying that it was a bad idea. So, I do the one thing that I always do when I've reached this point..

I drop the subject.

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