I love him, mother
After Renée finds out about Bella's and Edward's wedding plans, she boards the next flight to Seattle. Can she really talk Bella out of it, or will she learn to accept her decision? ** The forgotten epilogue is now out =D
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5. Uncovering Lies
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When I woke up in the morning, Edward was laying right next to me, stroking my cheek.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
“You tell me.”
Edward chuckled. I knew what I had dreamt about that night, and knew that he had probably heard every minute of it. But I was far too confused in the morning to feel embarrassed.
“You did sound like you were enjoying yourself. I think you kept repeating something like ‘present, present’ all through the night.”
Either Edward was lying, or I had really managed to keep my idea a secret from him. His eyes sparkled with curiosity, so I assumed it wasn’t the former case.
My dream that night had been about me giving Edward his present. In it, we were standing in the meadow, the sun rays reflecting off his marble skin. Not a cloud was in sight. After kissing me passionately for a few seconds, Edward took the gift I was holding out for him from my hand. Slowly, he opened it. And then his eyes shone with delight and he swept me off my feet and in his arms.
“You know what you’re getting me.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Alice was translating Homer’s Iliad to Mandarin Chinese all night.”
“You promised to stay out of her head!”
“I’m sorry. I just wanted to take a little peek. And it didn’t work, like you heard.”
“I’ll have to thank Alice later for that. Please, can you suppress your curiosity for a couple of days? I’ll need that time to get it ready.”
I was still ecstatic about my gift to him. I couldn’t believe that I had actually come up with something good, something he would surely like.
After stretching my legs under the blanket, I threw it off and went to have my first ‘human moment’ of the day. While I was in the shower, my thoughts wandered back to Renée. Today she would want to talk, without a doubt. Heck, I was surprised she hadn’t called already.
But whether it was to scream at me or to apologize, I wasn’t sure.
When I went downstairs after finishing my morning ritual, I found the phone cable on the kitchen table. Next to it, there was a note from Charlie:
Renée called. Eight times. Please call her back. And tell her not to call that early in the morning again. She was driving me nuts.
But it sounded like something important. Just call her.
I sighed. Edward had read the note from over my shoulder, and now handed me his cell.
“The sooner you do it, the sooner it’ll be over with.”
He was right. I had absolutely no desire to speak to my mother about this yet, or anytime for that matter, but it was inevitable. I snatched the phone from his hand and dialed Renée’s motel room number.
Phil picked up after three rings.
“Phil? It’s me, Bella. Please get my mom on the phone.”
Before he could say anything, I heard my mother’s frantic voice on the other end of the line. Renée had obviously seized the phone from Phil before he could respond.
“Bella, Bella? I’m so sorry! Is there anything I can do to make it right? If I’d have known…”
“Mom? Please calm down. I forgive you. But you were rather rude yesterday. Just promise you won’t talk like that in front of the Cullens again. I wouldn’t be surprised if they hated you now.”
“Anything! I promise! But what you said… about your infertility? Is that true? What’s wrong with you?”
Ooops. I hadn’t asked Edward about the diseases. Panicking, I tried to think of something to say. But Edward was already holding a paper with his elegant handwriting in his hand.
“Um, well. I have… uh… Po-ly-cys-tic ovary syndrome.”
Wait. What was that?
“Oh! That’s… terrible! Is it dangerous?”
Edward shook his head.
“What caused it? Why do you have this… um… syndrome?”
The piece of paper in Edward’s hand suddenly reappeared with more notes on it.
“It… uh… It’s the most common hormonal disorder among women. About 10 % of the population has it, so I guess it’s not that bad… But the causes are unknown.”
"But isn’t there any treatment for it?”
Darn. Edward, do something!
A new line of writing appeared on the crib sheet.
“Well, there are some, but they don’t always work. And as long as I’m not under treatment, I’m staying infertile.”
There was a long pause. I gave Renée some time to go over the information that I, or rather Edward, had just given to her. Fortunately, the questioning seemed to be over.
I could almost hear Renée’s brain ticking through the phone, even without vampire hearing.
It was silent for a long while, and I was beginning to get worried. Edward played with my fingers while he waited patiently.
“Bella? You don’t have to do this.”
“Mom? Do what?”
“Lie to me. I see what you’re doing. You’re obviously trying to calm me down with this talk about the Poly-whatever-it-was syndrome. So either you have some deadly disease you don’t want to tell me about, or you’re not infertile at all.”
She hadn’t believed me. Why did Renée have to be so observant?
Another wave of panic washed through me. What in the world was I going to say?
“Oh god, it’s really bad, isn’t it? You’re dying of some terrible disease -“
“- Mom! No, I’m not dying.”
“So you lied.”
I couldn’t say anything to that.
“But why, Bella? What forced you to lie to me?”
My sight became blurry, and I noticed I was on the verge of tears.
“Because you were so worried about me getting pregnant! There in the Cullens’ living room, you were so out of yourself… I had to say something! I know it was stupid, but infertility was the first thing that came in my mind that I knew would shut you up!”
“Oh Bella… What happened to us? It’s as if there’s nothing left of those happy times we shared together. All we do is argue.”
I couldn’t agree more. Even though I loved my new life here at Forks, I still sometimes missed the hot summer nights in the back garden of our house with Renée. Everything was so simple back then, with no wedding with a supernatural creature between us. I could tell Renée everything; we had no secrets from each other…
Things had changed. My life had been turned upside-down in a time span of less than two years. Did Renée really have no role in it anymore?
“I’m sorry, Mom…”
All I could manage was a whisper. The tears were rolling down my cheeks freely now, and Edward took me in his arms, holding me together.
“Maybe we should talk about this in person.”
Mom’s voice was hoarse from crying, too. “Yes… come to the motel right away, ok? We have to sort this out.”
“Sure. See you then.”
That was the end of our phone call. Edward took the cell from my hand so he could hug me closer.
“I’m sorry she didn’t believe you. I should have prepared you with the information earlier.”
I didn’t answer, but a voice in the back of my head said it was better this way. Maybe Renée and I could finally clear out the constant arguing and move on. Even though I couldn’t tell her everything, I didn’t want to lie to her any more than necessary. And I didn’t want to leave her forever with all these unsolved issues between us.
And there, in the chilly embrace of Edward’s arms, I felt hope for the first time in days.