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After the work out, I took a nice long hot shower to soothe my aches. The fact that I had been on bed rest for so long and had not exercised as much as I did before, made my muscles so weak. It was the perfect opportunity for me to think about the conversation between James and I. Could I marry Bella? The answer to that is yes. The hardest question is should I marry her? I mean, yes, I over her and the kids with all my heart, but this is one messed up situation. We are not the conventional family. Technically, Bella and I have only known each other for a week and a half. Not even! She and the children have established lives here in Washington. They also have their friends and family and I don't want to take their relationships away from them.
If we were to get married, I would either have to move here and try to get a contract with the Redskins, which takes a lot of time and patience, which are definitely two things I don't have. On the other hand, if she were to marry me, she would have to pack up everything with her and look for a new publishing job in New York, which is very hard. Looking to be a publisher in a big city like that is probably one of the hardest things to do. I myself don't have much left but she has everything here.
I was abruptly brought out of my thoughts by a loud knocking on the door.
"Emmett?" she yelled.
"We're going grocery shopping. Want to come with us?"
Something as simple as grocery shopping got me excited. It meant normalcy. Just hanging out with them at the local store was enough to make my day. "Yes!" I replied a little too quickly. I knew she heard the overall enthusiasm in my voice because I heard her little giggle through the bathroom door.
I hauled ass getting ready. I quickly threw on some random clothes, almost falling over at least three times doing so.
As I was making my way to the kitchen, all of a sudden, I heard Crystal scream. I ran as fast and as best as I could with this annoying leg cast on.
I was about to ask what had happened, but instead, I saw Bella giggling and Jeremy folding his arms across his chest looking extra pissed with his lip pouted. I looked over and looked at Crystal and she looked Ike she was about to kill her brother.
"Uh, what's going on here?" I asked almost scared. Bella looked up at me with an amused smile.
"Well, Crystal is mad." she said sheepishly.
"I could see that, but why the scream? I thought someone was getting anally probed in here."
"It's just this thing that Crystal does when she doesn't get her way or is having a conflict with Jeremy that she knows she's losing. She kind of got that habit from her aunt Alice."
I walked over to Crystal and knelt down to get to her level. "Honey, what's the matter?" I asked gently stroking her hair.
"I want fruit woll ups!" she yelled. I snickered a little because I knew she was trying to say "roll" ups but she ended up saying it like the word wall.
"No! Chocolate!" Jeremy yelled just as loud.
"You see, whenever we go grocery shopping, we buy a snack that they both have to agree on getting." she said emphasizing the word both. "Now we just have to choose between fruit roll ups and chocolate." As soon as she finished her last word, the kids, simultaneously shouted "chocolate!"and "fruit 'woll' ups!"
"Why not get both?" I asked Bella.
"Chocolate doesn't sit well with Crystal's stomach and giving something that is basically dyed, softened sugar, like roll ups, to Jeremy, is a mixture for disaster. If I buy one or the other, one of them isn't going to have some sort treat they could eat. Plus, if I buy both, I know that these two sneaks will take them whenever and have a sugar overload. Trust me; I made the mistake of buying both, twice! The first time, Jeremy ate half a box of fruit roll ups, in one hour while I was looking over a book. Just after, I come downstairs to find the living room in shambles. There were piles of what I thought was chocolate all over the floor, and the dirt from plants scattered around the very, and I mean extremely, expensive carpet from Egypt Alice bought me. It had to be made from Egyptian baby hair because the price was just outrageous!" she says exasperated. "Anyway, I look over and see that Crystal has fallen asleep on the couch with her blanket, so I don't think that it was her. So I walk into the kitchen, and the sight that I see was horrendous. The kitchen was just as worse!" she says with laughter.
"Flour, sugar, and seasonings, were all over the kitchen counter tops. Plates were broken, and cabinet doors were barely hanging onto their hinges. I knew then and there that this had to be Jeremy's doing. I start looking for him and when I look to my left," she says catching her breath, "there he is, standing over the sink, legs spread apart, and all I see between his legs is a long stream of pee making its way into the sink, and his butt cheeks covered in flour!" At that moment, I start breaking into a fit of laughter. I fucking love this kid! "And then, and then," she says hysterically, "as he's peeing, he stops for a second and then farts! And when he farts, the flour in between his crack poofs like smoke and he keeps peeing!" We were both laughing so hard that we literally had tears falling from our eyes.
"No way! That is too funny!" I said trying to catch my breath. "I would have killed to see this!"
"You say that now, but you wouldn't be saying this if you were there! I ran over to him as fast as I could and quickly snatched him from the sink. It took forever to get the hot sauce out of his hair. At least one whole bottle of shampoo, but that didn't work because his hair smelled of jalapeños for a good three days. The cleaning took me and Alice two whole nights, and still to this day, the carpet is down in basement, with that stain still showing. I still don't even know what it was." Her laughter dies down, but I still see her wiping loose tears from her eyes.
"That was the first time, but what happened he second time, wasn't as funny. The short end of it is that Crystal had the worst diarrhea. Whatever she ate would come straight back out. She ate a fry and two minutes later, the fry, as a whole, came shooting out. The doctor says she isn't lactose intolerant, but that she might not process the components of chocolate well. As ridiculous as it sounds, it's true." She looked at our daughter in a very sympathetic way. "She will never know the holistic taste of chocolate." she says jokingly. "That's why I always end up buying fruit. It's healthy and good, so no matter how much they argue. They always end up forgetting and liking strawberries or stuff like that, so everything turns out fine. This is just something they do every prime we're about to leave for the store."
"That's good to know. So next time, when it's just the three of us, I won't make them have to battle to death and the one to come out alive gets what they want." I said smiling.
I slowly came back up and kissed both of my kids, who were still in their angry positions, just staring each other down. I then went up to my beautiful, wait a minute! We didn't make it official. "Isabella Marie Swan, will you do me the honors of being my girlfriend?" It wasn't a real proposal, but it was a start. "Oh, Emmett Dale McCarty, it would be my honor, but you should know I have kids. Two of them to be exact." she said smiling.
"I think I could handle that." I said, and I slowly and sensually kissed her.
We were brought out of our passionate moment by Crystal's ear piercing scream.
"Okay, okay! We both yelled covering our ears.
We bundled them up in their jackets and were on our way to the grocery store. I was in the mood for some apples, but I've got to see if that's okay with my kids first.
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