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ALL HUMAN. What if Edward Cullen isn't the good guy all the time? Bella is Pregnant and Edward refuses to accept it.

Just a little story I wrote. Hope you all like it.

4. Chapter 4

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Bella's POV.

"Mom, I'm fine, really," I said into the phone.

Whoever had the bright idea of calling her should be hung in the middle of the desert by their eyelashes. I told her this for forty-five minutes before Phil took the phone away from her.

I laid in my uncomfortable bed and watched the baby monitor that was connected to my belly. All of this was overwhelming: fetal heart rates, kick counts, ultrasounds. Sure, I've been reading, but going through it is another thing. A nurse brought in a tray of food for me, but I wasn't hungry, and none of the food looked edible anyway. I was 22 weeks and as big as a house. I needed to make my decision soon, but part of me was still holding out for a turn around from Edward. Part of me knew he would never act like this. But whatever his reasons, I wasn't going to easily forgive him. I couldn't. I shouldn't be laying in this room by myself. He should be here, holding my hand, telling me everything will be fine even if I didn't believe it. But no, I'm alone...again.

There was a knock at the door, and i assumed it was just the nurse taking me for my ultrasound.

"Come in."

I was shocked when I saw him. Truly shocked. He was probably forced to come.

"Hi," he quietly said.


"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Is my Dad still here?"

"He's with Carlisle and the others," Edward said.

He stood against the wall opposite of me, but never took his eyes away from mine. There was so much I wanted to say to him. So much that needed to be said. But given the fact of his body language, coupled with my exhaustion, I chickened out. Instead, there was silence.

"How's Alice's hand," I finally asked.

"Bruised, but not broken. You should be eating," he said.

"I'm not hungry."

"Why do you have to be so damn stubborn?"

"I'm not. You are."

He was quiet again, and looked out my window.

"You don't have to be here, you know. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself."

"If that were true, Bella, you wouldn't be here."

"That's right. I'd be with you, in your bed, with your hands on my belly feeling our children move inside me. Instead, you're with that vile Tanya. You could have chosen anyone else in school, but her?"

"She was there at the time."

"Have you slept with her?"


"Have you wanted to?"

"Are we being honest here?"


"Then...yes. There have been a few times,-"

"I don't want to hear the details."

"You asked."

"Do you love her?" He didn't answer. "Edward, do you love her like you loved me?"


"You're lying. I can tell."

"Maybe I am."

"Then maybe you should go."

Another knock on the door. This time it was Charlie, Carlisle, Esme and my doctor.

"Ready for your ultrasound," my doctor asked, pushing a wheelchair.


"Good. Once that's done and we check your sugar levels again, you can go home. So, who's going with you?"

We all looked at each other.

"Edward will be," I said.

His face turned white as a ghost. Maybe if he saw them on the screen, maybe he would change his ways. My doctor unhooked the monitors from me and helped me into the wheelchair. Edward didn't say a word.

When we got to the ultrasound room, I was overwhelmed. I was really going to see the two little things inside me. My doctor stayed with us as the technician did her work.

"They look good, Bella."

"Can you tell what I'm having?"

"I thought you said you didn't want to know," she asked.

"I don't. But I am curious."

"I'll tell you if you really want."

I looked at Edward. His eyes were wide and glossy.

"Edward, do you want to know," I asked him.

He just shook his head. I swore I saw a tear or two in his eye.

A little while later, I was back in my room, which was crowded with Charlie and the Cullen's. Esme, Rose and Alice were looking at the ultrasound pictures.

"You feeling okay, kid," Charlie asked.

"Yeah, just tired."

"I'm sure they'll let go soon."

Edward's phone rang again.

"Tanya..." he answered. "No, I'm at the hospital with Bella...No, I can't come over tonight...because Tanya, she needs me here...Fine, I'll call you later."

"I'm surprised you didn't bring her with you," I said.

"I thought we talked about her," Carlisle said.

"We did. But, I didn't answer any of her other calls or text messages,-"

"Just go, Edward! She's obviously more important then we are."

Edward walked to the door.

"You have no idea how wrong you are," he said walking out.

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