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Alone

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


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


6. Chapter 6

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Bella's POV

I was quiet in Edward's Volvo. Part of it was the fact that I was beyond tired. I wanted to know what his choice was. I wanted it to be me and our babies. I wanted him to finally accept them and me. But wishful thinking doesn't always get a happy ending.

We pulled up in front of the house and Edward shut off the car.

"Do you need help getting out?"

"Yeah," I said blushing.

He helped me out of the car and stood next to me as I steadied myself. My babies were bouncing around like little monkeys at feeding time inside me. I placed my hands on my belly, hoping it would calm them down.

"They still kicking?" Edward asked.

I shook my head and started walking towards the house.

"Do you want to come inside?" I asked.

"Sure."

I unlocked the front door, hung my coat up and walked into the kitchen, with Edward behind me.

"So, how's Tanya these days," I asked as I sat at the table.

"I...I broke it off with her."

"When?"

"Tonight."

"I'm sorry to hear that. What made you decide to do it?"

"You."

"So now you're blaming me for that too?"

"No. I just mean that you deciding to keep our babies made me change my mind."

"Our babies?"

"Yes."

"You've never said that before."

I stood and walked over to the counter, with my back to him.

"I know."

"So what does this mean for us?" I asked quietly.

"I'm not sure. I know you hate me, and I know I've lost your trust."

"I don't hate you."

"I would. I know my family does. They have every reason too."

"What are you going to do about college?"

"I haven't figured that out yet."

"I think you should go. You worked too hard for too long to give that up."

"But what about you? Now that you've decided you're going to keep them, that means you can't go either."

"I don't care anymore. Mrs. Newton is holding my job for me and promised me a promotion after the babies are born. Plus my parents are going to help me. It'll be tight, but I'm sure we'll manage."

"Can I ask what made you decide to keep them? I thought for sure you'd go with adoption."

"I fell them inside me, moving all the time, and when I saw them that night on the monitor, the only thing I could think of was the fact that I wanted nothing more than to hold them; to care for them."

"Can I tell you something, Bella?"

"Sure,"

"First, I need to apologize. I'm so very sorry for my behavior. It was beyond rude and cruel. I think I was just scared."

"Like I'm not?"

"I'm sure you are."

"Edward, when we were happy, did you ever picture us getting married; having a family?"

"Every day. There is no one else on this Earth that I want to be the mother of my children."

I heard his chair squeak against the floor. My knuckles were white from gripping the counter so hard and my eyes were blurred with the steady stream of tears.

"Bella," he softly said behind me, "Can you ever forgive me?"

I couldn't answer him. Part of me was screaming at the top of my lungs for him to go away; that it was too late. The other part of me longed to have his arms around me, even if it was for just a minute and was fake. Edward placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me around. His beautiful green eyes were burning with anticipation, worry and love. Something I hadn't seen in a long time.

"Bella," he said again. "Please, can you forgive me?"

"You hurt me, Edward. I've had to go through this all by myself. It wouldn't have been so bad if you hadn't acted the way you did."

"I'm sorry. Please, say you'll forgive me."

"Do not do that again," I said.

"Does that mean,-"

"Yes. I forgive,-"

Before I could finish my sentence, I felt Edward's lips on mine. I resisted at first, but then gave in. I had been wanting this for far too long. He pulled me as close as I could get, placing one hand on the small of my back and one hand on my belly. Instinctively, I placed my hands on his. And for a moment, my world was right again.