One Mommy and Three Daddies
Summary: Isabella Swan and her husband, Jacob Black, desperately want a child but her husband is unable to get her pregnant. Her husband's friends decide to help them by sperm donation. But she suddenly loses her husband in an accident and she gives birth to her daughter but does not know which of her husband's friends fathered her child. The father of Bella's child can either be Jasper, Emmett and Edward. OOC. AH.
I just got this idea when I was watching OMaTD. Since I'm so obssessed with Twilight Saga at the time, a friend of mine encouraged me to make a Twilight fanfic OMaTD style. So I decided to give it a try. ;) NOTE: I don't have a beta reader so I apologize for my future mistakes and stupidity. :) Disclaimer: I don't own TWILIGHT nor One Mommy and Three Dads.
1. Chapter 1
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Hi. I am Jacob Black. I'm an architect and I am married to the most gorgeous woman in the whole wide world, Isabella Swan - Black. Our relationship is so strong for we love each other so much. I will give anything for her, except for one thing, the thing that she wanted the most. She wants to have a child.
Ever since the day we are married, we kept trying and failing. We did all traditions Bella named. We used all the things that are related to baby making. But after all those hard work, here we are, 3 years after, strolling at the park surrounded by parents and their babies, and childless.
Every time a family walked near us, Bella will peek at the stroller, make cooing sounds to the baby. She looks at the couple, saying, "Aw. What a cute baby you have." And every time she said that, I looked away.
Luckily, my phone beeped three times.
I opened the first one, it's from Jasper.
"We are on our way to your humble abode, mate. Hope we're not interrupting anything. Be decent. Be there at 10."
I opened the next one from Edward.
"You better be at your scrawny house, Black. We're using my car which means we're using my gas. Do you know that there is an oil price increase today? And I'm running out of gas. Meaning I need to spend money. So if you're not there, well, go there now! You have 10 minutes."
I opened the last one, from Emmett.
"Bring your sorry ass by the door and open it the moment I knocked or I'll knock it down. And your wife better cook loads of food. I'm fucking hungry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I laughed at my friends. Bella looked at me questioningly.
"We should go home." I said.
"Ugh. Don't tell me your friends are coming over." She groaned.
I just smiled at her and we stood up, offering my hand for her.
She shook her head and whispered at my ear. "Last one at the park is a chicken." She snickered and ran away.
"You're on!" I shouted back at her. I don't care if people are looking at us. I love her and her immature antics. So I played along with her, and ran as fast as I could.
One of the perks of our house is that it's near the park, we can always open the window to get a whiff of fresh air or we could always jog there for a quick exercise.
She quickly ran to our porch and opened the door. She went inside but not before she stuck her tongue at me and giggle away. I went inside too, swiftly grabbing her and started tickling her sides. She squirmed and laughed causing us to tumble down the floor. We laughed together, enjoying the moment. But then, we heard a cough behind us. 3 tall men are standing there, with their hands on their hips, tapping their feet impatiently.
Bella blushed and stand quickly, mumbling a "sorry" and a "I'll just go to the kitchen and cook something."
I shook my head, not understanding why she's embarrassed. I followed her with my eyes, looking more beautiful than ever with flushed cheeks.
Someone cleared his throat again, bringing my attention to my childhood friends standing in front me and their weird poses.
The first one is Jasper Whitlock. He's tall, blonde-haired and a comic artist. He's a total man-whore. He has a girlfriend here, there, and everywhere.
Next to him is Edward Masen. He's taller than Jasper, bronze-haired and a stock broker. He's a tightwad. He's goal is to marry a rich girl and be rich.
Last but definitely not the least, (well, except for the size of his brain) is Emmett McCarty. He's the tallest and biggest among the four of us. Very useful for his work as a policeman slash detective. He has brown curls and dimples. He's very carefree and a mama's boy.
They all lived together at a house near the city, being all bachelor and etc.
"Are you like, sure you're not like, gay, Jakey? Cause you're like, watching us like, strangely." Jasper said in a sickly bimbo voice, snapping me from my thoughts.
Emmett laughed and Edward snickered.
I glared at them. "Why am I the gay one? Isn't it me that's married?! Aren't you the bachelor ones?! Aren't you the ones who lived in one house?! How the fuck would I know that -"
"Jacob Black!" Bella interrupted me. On the day of our wedding, she made a rule that no one will cuss in her house.
I groaned, walking to the swear jar, and put all my change there.
They laughed harder.
"She's got you whipped, man!" Edward said, wiping the tear that fell from laughing.
I flipped him with the bird, walking to my wife. I don't give a fuck if they called me whipped or anything. I love her so they should suck it up.
Emmett recovered from laughing the moment he got a whiff of the delicious food my beautiful wife cooked. He ran inside, immediately sitting at the dining table, ready to eat.
Edward and Jasper followed, with bag full of dirty clothes. Jasper is already on his way to the laundry room. I sighed. It's always like this every week.
Bella served us our dinner. Emmett already scarfing down his food. He moaned. "Fuck, Bella! This is the most amazing, delicious steak that I had ever fucking tasted!"
Bella scowled at him.
He looked at her. "What?! You looked like I insulted you. It's a fucking compliment! Please don't cry."
Bella scowled deeper, pointing to the swear jar. Emmett groaned but stood up. I stuck my tongue out at him, feeling smug.
Edward laughed, "You're fucking whipped, too, dude!"
Bella frowned at him. His eyes widened, realizing what he just said, but followed Emmett to the jar.
When everybody is settled and eating quietly, my wife exclaimed. "Jakey, you should invite your friends more often." I looked at her strangely. She wanted them here? Didn't she groaned the moment she realized my friends are coming over?
"Why?" I asked her.
"Because she fucking loves us." Emmett said smugly, reaching out to kiss her cheek.
"Fuck yeah!" Jasper said, high-fiving Emmett.
Edward rolled his eyes.
"Because, the longer they're here, the richer our swear jar would be." She said, pointedly looking at Em and Jaz.
"Oh, fuck." Jaz mumbled.
"Heard that, Mr. Whitlock!" Bella said.
"Fuck, she has some ears on her, huh." Em muttered really quickly.
"That too, Mr. McCarty!"
"Damn!" Edward breathed.
He groaned but followed Em and Jaz to S.J., our new baby.
I snickered. Jasper flipped me off. That made me laugh harder.
They slowly make their way back to the kitchen to finish their food.
"The only thing that always made me wonder for the past 2 years and 364 days, is why they kept the swear jar when they don't even have children around!" Edward said to no one, exasperated.
Bella sucked a deep breath.
"Excuse me." She choked back a sob and ran upstairs.
Em, Jaz and I continue to gaped at him.
We were shocked.
"What?" Edward said.
That made me snapped out of my shock. I am angry. Beyond angry.
How could he hurt my Bella?!
I rushed to him, grabbing his suit. "How could you?!"
"How could I what?"
He doesn't even realize what he had done!
"You insensitive, selfish, egotistical mother fucker!" My fist came in contact with his face.
"What did I do?!" He said, incredulous.
"Get the fuck out of my house!" I said, shoving him to the door.
Emmett and Jasper scurried after him.
"We're so sorry, man. I swear I'll beat some sense into him." Jasper said in a calming tone.
Emmett is already at the ground, tackling Edward, throwing solid punches to his face and chest.
Jasper took over and Emmett ran to me.
"Please tell Bella, she cooked the best steak and potatoes I have ever tasted. Tell her, we're so sorry and we took care of fuckward. Thanks dude." Emmett rushed back to the car along with Jasper, literally dragging Edward.
I released a calming breath, closing the door.
I looked at the stairs, debating if I should come to her or to leave her alone.
I went to the kitchen to clean up. I'll give her some time. If she wants to talk to me, she'll approach me.
I cleaned the dishes and the table. I even cleaned the grill and the oven.
I sighed, looking at the clock. I knew I can't prolong this talk any longer. So, I turn around, heading to the stairs.
I stopped dead in my tracks. A tiny silhouette was sitting at the stairs.