Right or Wrong?
Thanks to eternitys_charm for the crazy good banner! Bella Swan is your average teenage girl with a boyfriend named Jacob and a semi perfect life. But what if that perfect life she's come to love is all an illusion and she's just afraid to admit the truth? Edward is gorgeous popular and rich and he's the object of Bella's hate and the only one who see's the real her. When tragedy strikes will Bellla finally see the light and just admit she really loves Edward? Love has consequences but for her it's better then living a lie. Spoiler!Go to my bio to see a sneak peek on the sequel to this story! (All human! Rated teen for some strong language and mature themes.) Thanks to all my faithful reviewers! Next Chapter will soon be up!
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After I dropped the military bomb we began spending every waking minute together. Emmett and Jasper were always giving me the “lecture”.
“Come on Edward! Just one day off! You don’t need to be their all the time.” I stared at my poor brother Emmett just itching for some fun.
“When you become a father you’ll understand.” I just said.
“You’re not even a father yet!” He whined like a little baby as I closed the door to the car.
“I’ll see you later man! We still have a bachelor party to plan!” I shouted as I drove away and caught a glimpse of a happier and too ecstatic Emmett standing in the driveway.
Spending time at Bella’s place was like having our own house. No one was ever there and we had the whole thing to ourselves. Bell was eight months pregnant now and she looked like she was smuggling a small exercise ball in her shirt. However, she was still as mesmerizing as ever, even in her swollen state her skin glowed and radiated off her skin in burning rays.
That day I wasn’t going to be able to suck in all her happiness because I had to go check out the progress on the house we were building down the street (the one and only gift from my father). I was dropping by to see if she needed anything or wanted to come but she politely declined.
“No thanks love, I’m okay. You just go be a grown up!”
“Okay well you just sit there and be a mommy.” O smiled and kissed her, rubbing her stomach.
“Any day now.” She said and gave me the same smile that was half nervous half excited. I swallowed hard, a secret hidden in my throat struggling to surface and she looked up worried.
“What’s the matter Edward? Is there something wrong?” Her voice was shaky with uncertainty and her eyes welled up on the verge of tears.
“No honey, im just worried about you being here alone so close to your due date, that’s all.” I lied and she could tell but she had never been the one to pry. I assured her over and over again, out of guilt, that nothing was wrong and wished her I love you and goodbye like any other day. Lying to her killed me but the truth would surely kill her. The truth was that after two months of basic training I got the orders that I feared and hoped not to come- I was shipping out. War was brewing over seas with casualties reaching the thousands and they needed more people to execute, more bodies to bury. One of those people being me.
The drive was not long, only about fifteen minutes but my mind raced. When I finally got to the open lot where a nearly finished house stood I breathed in the pollen and wet grass from the spring showers. It smelled almost like every thing was going to be alright.
“We’re about finished sir.” A rough looking construction worker said as he stood next to me surveying the job his men had done.
“It looks really good!” Said my fake smile and anxious eyes. I guess that worried him because he offered to take me around the house to make sure I liked it. I accepted but not because I second guessed the house, its just I needed time for my mind to wander. I thought about the past months as he guided me through the small but cozy house. It seemed like yesterday I was fighting tooth and nail for her love, fighting for just a touch, a hopeful glance or maybe even a slight hesitation as she walked out of the room. Now I had her, all of her and more, and there were still obstacles to overcome.
What was I going to do? How was I going to tell her when day after day I had convinced her that I was never going to get hurt? Now how could I assure her of my safety when I myself was not even won over? The worry swarmed around me like the busy bees on this April morning.
My tour finally ended and I was left to reflect on my current status of sanity. The one thing I was absolutely sure of was I loved her, every inch of her without any exceptions or limitations, I loved all of her and I just wanted her to be happy. Just then my phone rang so shrill and demanding and even though I had yet to answer it, I knew what was coming.
“Its time.” My father Carlisle almost shouted through the phone.
At the hospital…
I have some kind of complex with waiting rooms. They made me itch with anxiety and drove me up the wall with insecurity. Nothing ever really good happened in a waiting room, maybe except for today.
“We’re going to do a c-section and she’ll be out of the OR in no time.” The doctor said nonchalantly as if no one’s lives were at stake. Just like that he left me biting my nails down to the skin and nearly dying of anticipation. My father, Emmett and jasper sat with me while Rose, Alice and Charlie went to the cafeteria to pass the time. I was too nervous to step even an inch from the operating hall. Emmett had his hands curled into fists resting on his chin doing the occasional when-is-this-going-to-be-over sigh, Jasper was staring blankly out of the window waiting for Alice to return and my father was staring at me with that eerie look of knowledge. I tried to ignore the oncoming and unavoidable conversation but his questions started to slip out and I clenched my eyes shut.
“Are you going to tell her?” He quizzed me.
“Yes just as soon as this is done, I don’t want to scare her.” I said a bit aggravated.
“Edward, don’t be afraid. She’ll understand if she knows your doing this all for her and the babies.” He replied.
“I know, I just love her so much I don’t want to disappoint her. I don’t want to let her down.”
“You won’t.” He said as a preoccupied looking nurse stumbled in holding a clipboard.
“Edward Cullen?” She asked but I was already half way across the room ready for the news that was going to either make me or break me.
“Right here.” I said holding my breath.
“Come with me.” She said.
The walk down the long white corridor was like something out of a near death experience, one that when you walk into the bright light you were dead. Only, when I walked into the bright light that was the baby nursery, all I saw was life and I was alive my self.
“This is your son…” She said pointing to a crib with a small blue bundle laying in it. “…and your daughter.” She finished and my eyes lit up in wonder. I always saw two boys in my mind and in my dreams that I never really seriously considered a daughter, so I was shocked and a bit dumbfounded when the words came out of her mouth. When I pushed aside the warm cloth of pink from her face though, I saw that she was positively perfect. Her brother had a rich dark hair color and his eyes were big and round, like his mothers but she had my bronze skin resting softly on her little head I didn’t even have to see each of their eyes to know what color they were going to be.
They were both so beautiful, a perfect blend of me and Bella, like our little mini me’s. It seemed unreal until I thought abut names. Me and Bella had thrown around a couple of them some exotic and some perfectly normal, we always thought it would come to us when we saw them but we both really liked one boy name- Abel Esias. I’m ashamed to say I never really paid much attention to the girls name because I had my mind set on two boys but a name shouted out to me from the hazel hair and the little bundle of pink-
“November Rose. That will be your name.” I cooed as another nurse walked in with that same toothy “congratulations” grin.
“Ready to see mommy?” She asked as others came in and began to wheel the two bins out of the door. I smiled and nodded.
“Yes. Yes we are.”
- Not so perfect.
- Impossible love.
- All comes crashing down.
- Disappointing moments.
- What is this?
- So right.
- So Wrong.
- Good news on top of good news.
- Final conclusions about love and life.
- Abel and November
- She waved goodbye.
- With out him.
- Getting Better is hard to do.
- Could this be my happy ending?
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