THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN UP TO A POINT BY killmetomorrow, ONLY WE HAVE A PROBLEM! I FORGOT TO CREDIT THEM BEFORE POSTING THIS :S! I KNOW ITS AWFUL BUT NOW IVE FORGOTTEN WHICH ONES I WROTE AND WHICH ONES THEY WROTE! SO THANKS TO killmetomorrow FOR LETTING ME ADOPT!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, just the plot.

Author's Note: This is just a test to see if I have what it take to cross some stories with another. I'm sorry if it's not all that. Again, I'm just a beginner. The characters are from Twilight and the plot is taken from Parent Trap. Sorry if it sucks.

Bella POV

I had a hard time going to sleep that night. I kept tossing and turning from side to side. I couldn't believe my little Zayden (not so little, anymore) would be leaving me for a month to go to camp. I didn't agree to it at first but my brothers, Emmett and Jasper kept telling me he'll be fine and told me not worry. How can they tell me not to be worried of my son? What if he doesn't get enough food? What if he get's cold? What if the other kids bully him? What if he falls into the lake? What if he gets lost in the middle of the woods? What if some kind of animal attacks him? I kept repeating the 'What If's' in my head, but hey, I'm a mother, I worry, and it's what I do.

After what happened to me 15 years ago, I've been insecure ever since. Charlie and Renee were right. We were too young. Too young to be married but we were in love. I remember the day I met him like it was yesterday.

Flashback.

We met in high school; we were both seniors back then. I was sent to detention for talking back to the teacher. All I did was correct him, the next thing I knew, he sent me to detention right then and there. I took the seat at the back, right in the corner. There was no one around except for the teacher, who was sleeping with his legs on the desk. I took out my all time favourite book, Wuthering Heights, and started to read. I was too busy reading until I heard someone cleared their throat in front of me. I looked up and saw a beautiful creature. He had auburn, messy hair and green, emerald eyes. He was tall and most of all, he was perfect.

He smiled at me and god, I felt my insides melt. "Hello." His velvet voice said.

"H-hi." I stuttered.

He took out his hand for me to shake "Edward Cullen." I smiled and took it. "Isabella Swan, but Bella is fine."

"Bella. I agree with your name." He said as he sat in front me. I couldn't help but blush. Bella meant beautiful. Soon, we became best friends. We would meet during lunch and hang out at each other's house. We would do everything together. His sisters, Rosalie and Alice became my best friends too. My brothers became his. We were a one big, happy family. The six of us would never get tired of each other. We were there for each other and each other only. After Emmett and Rosalie and Alice and Jasper were together, Edward and I became a couple. We were registering ourselves for college. I was going to Harvard University and Edward was going to Yale University, next year. We couldn't stand being apart and we decided to elope. We were married a week later. Renee was furious with me for making such a stupid and careless decision and she kept telling me we were too young but I was in love. What else could I do? Charlie was surprised at first but then he said that if it makes me happy, it'll make him happy too.

After 9 months, I had twins. A boy and a girl. Things were starting to get rough from there. I was a mother of two and a college student. It was hard and I was stressed. Edward and I started to fight; I remembered throwing one of my books at Edward. I demanded a divorce, I knew it was sudden, but I couldn't take it. After the divorce papers were settled, I took my son with me while Edward took our daughter. I fled to England, leaving Edward and the painful memories behind.

End of flashback.

My son reminded me so much of Edward. He had his messy hair and emerald eyes. He has my other features. He was beautiful. A lot of girls are all over him, some dressing really inappropriate to attract him and thank god, Zayden doesn't like any of them. I mean, c'mon! He's only 14! Unlike me, he was graceful and full of it. He was adventurous and protective of me, just like his father. He played the piano too. Although he was 14, he was taller than me. I felt like he was the one to take care of me. Like I was the daughter and he was the father. He was the only one I had left. My Eric Zayden.

I got out from my bed, went to the book shelf and took out a book, Romeo and Juliet. I switched on my lamp and went back to my bed. I started to read and was in my own little world where nothing bad ever happens, just good things. Half way through the book, I fell asleep.

I was sleeping soundly like a baby when someone started to play Rockband on full volume in the morning. I knew I spoiled Zayden too much! I groaned and rolled out of bed. I unwillingly stood up and walked to Zayden's room. He was packing his stuff into his suitcase but then, who was playing Rockband? All of a sudden, someone put their hands on my waist and covered my mouth with his other hand.

"Make me pancakes and no one gets hurt." I knew that voice, that annoying voice. I could tell he was smirking.

I bit his hand and turned around to find Emmett smiling menacingly. "Emmett! You little brat!" I jumped on him which made him stumble onto the floor on his back; I put my finger in mouth and placed my wet finger in Emmett's ear. I knew it was the oldest trick on the book but it always worked.

"Bella! Ewww! That's disgusting!" He said as he tried to wiggle his way from me.

"Well, too bad." I got off him and brushed my hands together.

"I swear, you two are more childish than I am." Zayden said as he watched Emmett get off the floor. Emmett and I rolled our eyes and went to the kitchen, leaving Zayden alone to pack. Emmett sat on the island as I went to the fridge to get the pancake mix. I don't usually cook anymore, its hard work being a wedding dress designer, you always get caught up in the store, so I hired a butler, a maid and a cook, but I gave them the weekend off.

"Are you making pancakes?" Emmett asked as he ate my Coco Puffs straight from the box.

"Yes, Emmett. Now get off the island or I'll eat the pancakes alone." I threatened, he jumped off immediately.

"Where's dad and Jasper?" I asked as I flipped the pancakes.

"Jasper's in the library, returning his Civil War books and dad went fishing this morning." He explained. Two years after I moved here, Emmett, Jasper and Charlie decided to move here too. They said that their relationships weren't going too well with Alice and Rosalie and Charlie's here because he doesn't want to be apart from us and he wants to see his grandson grow from his own eyes. Renee is currently in Phoenix with Phil, her new, younger husband.

I handed Emmett his plate of pancakes and he poured over a gallon of syrup on it. He started to eat like a bear. I laughed as I made my way upstairs. I went into Zayden's room and helped him pack. Moments later, we finished packing and entered the living room. I switched on the television with Zayden beside me. We still had plenty of time, his flight is at 3.00pm and it's still 11 in the morning. I wasn't really watching the television; I was too busy worrying about Zayden. I saw Zayden shrug from the corner of my eye.

"Mom?" He said.

"What is it, honey?" I switched off the television and faced him.

"Do you think I'm old enough?"

"Old enough for what?" I asked curiously.

"Do you think I'm old enough to know my father? I know you don't like talking about him but I'm just curious, you know? It's like there's a piece of me is missing. It's like, I don't know who or where I came from." His question caught me off guard. I sighed.

"Alright what do you want to know?"

"Nothing. Can I just see him? Not in person. In a picture or anything, a video maybe." I was glad he didn't want me to tell him about his father. He knew it would hurt me too much.

"Wait here." I climbed the stairs and went into my drawer. I rummaged through the drawer and there it was, the picture. The picture was beautiful. It was a candid by Alice. Both of us were leaning on his Volvo, I was laughing and he was smiling at me. I rushed downstairs and sat down.

I handed the picture to Zayden. He looked at it for a moment, none of us making a sound.

"Wow. I have his hair…and his eyes." I nodded.

"Yeah, now you know why I can't say no to those eyes." He looked up at me and smiled.

"You two look happy."

"Thanks." He handed me the picture. I pushed it towards him.

"Keep it. It's yours to keep."

"What? No. Mom. It's yours." God, he's so stubborn. I think he inherited that from both of us.

"It's okay. A son should know what his father looks like. It's yours." I smiled and he smiled back.

"Thanks mom. I love you." He said as he hugged me. I hugged him back and felt a tear run down my cheek. I wiped it before Zayden could see. He kissed my forehead.

"I love you too."

Time flew by fast and we were all in the airport, saying goodbye to Zayden. Jasper decided to follow him to camp just to drop him off. I would take his place but I had an important client tomorrow. Zayden gave Charlie a big hug and a handshake to Emmett because Emmett didn't want to be seen hugging a guy in public. He's in the airport. A lot of guys hug guys here. Then, it was my turn. I hugged Zayden with all my might and the tears started to spill.

"It's okay, mom. Don't cry. I'll be back before you know it." He assured me. We were starting to get an audience but I didn't care, this was my son. My son. My hope and joy. We pulled apart and I cupped his face in my hands.

"I can't stand to see you like this, mom. I'll just stay here. I won't go to camp." I shook my head.

"No. I'll be fine. Go ahead, sweetie. I'm fine. I really am." I am such a terrible liar.

"Are you sure? I won't go if you don't want me to." He said as a tear ran down his cheek. I wiped it with my thumb and hugged him again.
"Yes, I'm sure. But, promise me to always be safe and to come home in one piece." He chuckled.

"What's so funny? I'm being serious. You never know if you come home without a leg next month!" I said,

"Mom, I'm going to camp. Not war."

"I'm going to camp. Not war." I tried to mimic but failed. Both of us laughed.

"I love you, mom."

"I love you too, kiddo. Don't forget to write and call me everyday. Bring you phone everywhere you go, twenty-four seven!"

"Yes, mom. I have to go now. The plane's boarding." I let him go and watched as my son went through the gates. I waved at him. "I'll miss you, Zayden!"

"I'll miss you too, mom." I heard him from across the gates. I smiled. Charlie hugged me and comforted me. We made our way to the car and drove our way home. Please be safe. I know I'm being melodramatic but I haven't been apart from him this long. The longest time we were apart was only one week. God, please let Zayden be safe. I can't afford to lose another loved one. Not this time, after what happened with Edward and my daughter. Please, be safe.

There you go. I know it sucks. A million apologies. Next chapter would be Edwards'. And just so you know, Zayden is turning 15 in March and the story is in August. Oh and to make it clear, both Zayden and Olivia doesn't know they have a twin. Olivia is Bella's daughter. The one being taken care of Edward. Let's just hope this story is good enough for your readings.

P/S:
I have a hard time explaining stuff. Really sorry. Any questions required, please don't hesitate to ask. Thank you,