Saturday, August 18, 2018

A Modern Day Fairy Tale Update

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“Hey, Mase,” said Jake. I was at home, working on the travel plans for Bella, Charlie, and Alice, with the possibility of Linda and her son, too. I’d have to do some background checks on Linda, Michael and his partner before I could even give them the option of joining us. “Charlie actually kicked Alice out.”

“No shit?” I breathed. “What did she do?”

“Not following through on her promises she made to Charlie. The apartment is a mess. Alice had drugs and she called your girl a whore. Again. She also ripped into Charlie, too,” Jake growled. “That girl … she’s trouble. But, the boyfriend? I think he’s got a major influence.”

“You got a name?” I asked.

“I do. Charlie told me. I’m going to tell Seth that name. I may have freaked him out when I flashed my badge,” Jake snorted. “Alice, too. Look, Little Bells is, she’s upset. Understandably so. Charlie’s a mess, too. Linda’s going to stay with him and comfort him.”

“I don’t need that visual, Jacob.” I shuddered, my mind delving into the pervy recesses, all starring Charlie and Linda. Ewwwww! “Anyway, when you get back, I need you to run a background check on Linda Newton and her family members,” I said.

“Did you tell your mom about Bella?” Jake asked.

“That would be affirmative,” I sighed. “Are you on your way back?”

“I’m making Charlie some tea while Linda is talking to Bella in the demolished bakery,” Jake answered. “The place is empty. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know.”

“About the bakery or that the evil sister has been evicted?” I quipped.

“Well, both,” Jake answered. “Look, the water’s boiling. I’ll talk to you when I get back.”

“Drive safely, Jake,” I said, hanging up the phone. I tossed it onto the still messy bed. I smiled, remembering how that bed became messy. Shaking my head, I walking back to Bella’s bedroom. I was nearly done moving her clothes into my closet. After I’d finished my video conference with my mom, I did some work at the consulate before I had one of the military officers drive me back to the condo. I spent the afternoon moving Bella’s clothes. It was oddly domestic and I found comfort in doing so.

I also started working on dinner, making a new recipe. It was a lasagna dish, with alfredo sauce, spinach, cheese and chicken. I was assembling the lasagna when the door opened to the condo. I blinked up, seeing Bella walking in. Her face was red and her eyes were puffy. I walked toward her. She looked at me, running into my arms and clinging to my sweater. I felt her tears against my chest. “Cherie,” I breathed.

“I don’t know why I’m crying,” she sniffled. “Alice brought this on herself. I … I just …”

“Bella, it’s understandable that you’re upset. Alice made poor choices and those choices resulted in Charlie throwing her out,” I said, sitting down with her in my lap.

“I helped,” Bella muttered. “I packed up her shit, but …” She idly toyed with a string on my shirt. “Dad gave her some money and I put a note in her bag with my cell phone number. I’m terrified that she’s going to go to the paparazzi or do something ... like get killed. With her being out there … with her loser boyfriend …”

“I know you’re worried, but she’s an adult and she’s made her choices,” I whispered, kissing her temple.

“It still sucks,” she grumbled, putting her head on my shoulder. “Masen …”

“What is it, love?”

“Promise me you won’t throw me away,” she said, her voice small and uncertain.

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Picking up the Pieces Teaser

A month had passed since AJ’s birth. In that month, Edward and I went to the doctor to verify my pregnancy in mid-April. We were sitting in the doctor’s office after work. The kids were spending time with Carlisle and my parents. I was in a paper gown, holding Edward’s hand. Gripping it, really.

“Why are you nervous?” he asked. 

“Because I’m old,” I snorted.

“I’m older,” he chuckled. “Two years older.”

“I’m classified as a geriatric pregnancy, Edward,” I argued. “I’m thirty-five and geriatric.”

“You weren’t geriatric when I licked your pussy this morning,” he smirked. I smacked his arm, blushing furiously. “What?”

“Behave, Edward. In a few moments, there’s going to be a doctor in here who is going to shove a transvaginal wand up my hoo-ha to check on our baby,” I grumbled.

“A what?” he asked.

“It’s an ultrasound for new pregnancies. The baby will be too small to be seen with a regular ultrasound,” I explained. “So, the technician will put a condom-covered …”

“This is freaking me out, sweetness,” Edward grumbled. “Why is there a condom?”

“Sanitary reasons, baby,” I giggled, ruffling his hair. He gave me a glower as the doctor walked in. I decided to go to the same obstetrician, Dr. Scott, that Rose used. With my pregnancy being a geriatric pregnancy, I wanted to make sure our nugget was okay.

She smiled at us and held out her hand. “Rose has told me all about you,” she said. “I’m Amelia Scott.”

“I’m Bella and this is my husband, Edward,” I said, shaking her hand.

“Nice to meet you both,” Dr. Scott said, turning to Edward. “I’m glad I could get you in. My practice is booming. Lots of  babies. And little AJ? So adorable.”

“He looks exactly like my brother when he was a baby,” Edward chuckled. “But, with Rose’s eyes.”

“So, you are pregnant,” Dr. Scott smiled, blinking to me. “We ran the urine and the icon came up as positive, and I ran a blood test, too. Do you know when you think you conceived?”

“To be honest, no,” I chuckled. “We got married in February, Valentine’s Day. I had an IUD, but it was removed a week prior to my wedding. My periods were wonky before the IUD and I had a light period last week. Plus, we experienced a loss with my mother-in-law. I wasn’t really paying attention.”

Monday, August 13, 2018

A Modern Day Fairy Tale Teaser


“Hey, Mase,” said Jake. I was at home, working on the travel plans for Bella, Charlie, and Alice, with the possibility of Linda and her son, too. I’d have to do some background checks on Linda, Michael and his partner before I could even give them the option of joining us. “Charlie actually kicked Alice out.”

“No shit?” I breathed. “What did she do?”

“Not following through on her promises she made to Charlie. The apartment is a mess. Alice had drugs and she called your girl a whore. Again. She also ripped into Charlie, too,” Jake growled. “That girl … she’s trouble. But, the boyfriend? I think he’s got a major influence.”

“You got a name?” I asked.

“I do. Charlie told me. I’m going to tell Seth that name. I may have freaked him out when I flashed my badge,” Jake snorted. “Alice, too. Look, Little Bells is, she’s upset. Understandably so. Charlie’s a mess, too. Linda’s going to stay with him and comfort him.”

“I don’t need that visual, Jacob.” I shuddered, my mind delving into the pervy recesses, all starring Charlie and Linda. Ewwwww! “Anyway, when you get back, I need you to run a background check on Linda Newton and her family members,” I said.

“Did you tell your mom about Bella?” Jake asked.

“That would be affirmative,” I sighed. “Are you on your way back?”

“I’m making Charlie some tea while Linda is talking to Bella in the demolished bakery,” Jake answered. “The place is empty. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know.”

“About the bakery or that the evil sister has been evicted?” I quipped.

“Well, both,” Jake answered. “Look, the water’s boiling. I’ll talk to you when I get back.”

“Drive safely, Jake,” I said, hanging up the phone. I tossed it onto the still messy bed. I smiled, remembering how that bed became messy. Shaking my head, I walking back to Bella’s bedroom. I was nearly done moving her clothes into my closet. After I’d finished my video conference with my mom, I did some work at the consulate before I had one of the military officers drive me back to the condo. I spent the afternoon moving Bella’s clothes. It was oddly domestic and I found comfort in doing so.

I also started working on dinner, making a new recipe. It was a lasagna dish, with alfredo sauce, spinach, cheese and chicken. I was assembling the lasagna when the door opened to the condo. I blinked up, seeing Bella walking in. Her face was red and her eyes were puffy. I walked toward her. She looked at me, running into my arms and clinging to my sweater. I felt her tears against my chest. “Cherie,” I breathed.

“I don’t know why I’m crying,” she sniffled. “Alice brought this on herself. I … I just …”

“Bella, it’s understandable that you’re upset. Alice made poor choices and those choices resulted in Charlie throwing her out,” I said, sitting down with her in my lap.

“I helped,” Bella muttered. “I packed up her shit, but …” She idly toyed with a string on my shirt. “Dad gave her some money and I put a note in her bag with my cell phone number. I’m terrified that she’s going to go to the paparazzi or do something ... like get killed. With her being out there … with her loser boyfriend …”

“I know you’re worried, but she’s an adult and she’s made her choices,” I whispered, kissing her temple.

“It still sucks,” she grumbled, putting her head on my shoulder. “Masen …”

“What is it, love?”


“Promise me you won’t throw me away,” she said, her voice small and uncertain.