When Edward left in New Moon, Bella finds out she's pregnant. But carrying a vampire's baby isn't going to be easy! What will she do? Will she survive? Will she ever see Edward again? SM Pregnancy
5. Chapter 5
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My eyes flew open, and all I could see in front of me was a pair of white shoes, which were slightly dirty from the mud.
The pain was better, so using my arm, I shifted myself so I was in an almost sitting position.
My head flew up and I laid eyes on a pair of butterscotch, honey golden ones.
“Emmett?” I gasped, not believing my luck.
“Bella, what are you doing here? You don’t look so good,” he accused.
“Oh, Emmett,” I cried. Using all of my strength, I got to my feet and wrapped my arms around him as far as they would go. I couldn’t believe I really tracked down a vampire. And not only a vampire, but a vegetarian vampire who I actually knew.
My baby kicked again, but because I was hugging Emmett, he felt it too.
“Whoa!” he exclaimed. I pulled back, and he caught sight of my stomach. He tilted his head to the side, and his eyes turned into slits.
“Bella…?” he asked uncertain. Afraid my voice would shake, I just rested my hand on my stomach, and nodded. He seemed to think for a few moments.
“But…we didn’t leave you like this.” He sounded like he was talking to himself.
“You didn’t,” I whispered, knowing he would be able to hear. My legs were starting to feel very weak, and it was hard being able to stand up. I slowly lowered myself onto the ground, until I was sitting on the floor with my hand still resting on my stomach.
“Bella, are you alright?” Emmett asked. I wasn’t alright, I was exhausted. I was still getting slight stabbing pains in my abdomen, but I was trying not to show the pain on my face. As I didn’t answer straight away, he asked another question.
“Are you in pain Bella?” he asked, now kneeling down so he could see my face.
I didn’t realize I was crying until a felt tear drops on my hand. I nodded again.
He seemed very uncomfortable, like he didn’t know what to do. I could tell that he knew I was in a lot of danger, and that this pregnancy wasn’t right.
“Bella,” he said looking me straight in the eye. “Who’s the father?”
More tears rolled down my face as I whispered, “Edward.”
His reaction shocked me. “Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure,” I almost shouted, and I’m sure I would’ve if I wasn’t in pain, too.
“But…it’s supposed to be impossible,” he whispered to himself, I had to strain myself to catch every word. I tried to calm myself down.
“Look, I wouldn’t lie about this.” I stopped to look at his face to make sure he was listening. He was. “It’s Edward’s” It was still hard saying his name.
He nodded, understanding. My face was feeling more wet, and I knew not even my tears could do that. I looked up and noticed it was raining. Emmett seemed to notice as well, and with a sad smile on his face, he said “Come on, let’s get you somewhere safe and warm.”
“Really?” I gasped. I regretted it as soon as it was out of my mouth. He might change his mind. I bit my bottom lip.
“Of course,” he said with a smirk on his face. “I’m not just going to leave you out here all alone, am I? Let the bears get you?” He let out a booming laugh which echoed around the forest.
I couldn’t help but smile. I didn’t realize how much I missed his laughter.
Before I knew it, I was being picked up. But before I could refuse, he was running.
My first response was not to throw up, so, just in case, I buried my face in his chest and squeezed my eyes shut. Another part of me though, missed this feeling, the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair, while someone was running with me clutched to them for dear life.
After about 40 seconds, Emmett came to a stand still. I opened my eyes, and in front of me was his big red jeep parked on a road. I couldn’t look at it for long as the familiar pain pierced me in the stomach again. I clamped my hand over my mouth. Luckily Emmett noticed, and before I threw up on him, he ran me towards the long grass about 10 meters from the jeep. He dropped me to my feet and I knelt over, throwing up.
After I was done, I wiped my mouth on my sleeve and slowly stood up. Emmett had to steady me a few times before I could stand still without falling over.
“Okay…?” he asked after I was standing without his help.
“Better, thanks” I replied as he helped me walk to the jeep.
Once inside, it was warm and cozy compared to outside. When he started driving, it reminded me of something.
“Oh, what about my truck?” I asked.
“I’ll have someone to pick it up for you. Don’t worry” he answered with a wink. I smiled.
After a couple minutes of driving, I took off my sweater. It was getting warm. The sweater was covering most of the bump, so now my t-shirt was only covering half of my overgrown belly.
I heard Emmett gasp.
“I know, hard to believe I’m only over a month huh?” I teased. He smiled.
“Well, yeah…But Bella, what are all those blotches?” he asked, pointing towards my abdomen. Blotches? I looked down and gasped when I saw it, or them. My stomach had about 3 to 4 purple, blackish looking inkblots on it. It took me a moment to realize they were bruises.
“I guess that’s where the baby’s been kicking me,” I muttered.
“Is the pain better now?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s not much now.”
I looked out the window but I couldn’t see much as it was so dark outside, although I could tell he was driving fast. I couldn’t help but think to myself how much I missed their high-speed driving.
“Bella,” Emmett said as he pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked at him. “How did you know how to find me?” I decided to answer honestly.
“I heard an announcement on the radio about an over population of grizzly bears in Mount Rainier. It was when they said that they were irritable, I thought of you”
He let out a small chuckle when I said irritable, but then his face went serious.
“What was that scream I heard?” he asked gently. I cringed from the memory.
“The baby kicked me really hard,” I murmured, I could hardly hear myself, although I knew he could.
“It sounded like you were in agony,” he claimed.
I took a deep breath. “It was,” I whispered.
He pulled over at a nice looking hotel. Probably not your nicest hotel in the world, but much nicer than the ones I had been used to the past couple weeks. But all I thought about was the price.
“I can’t afford to stay here,” I said, startled.
“I can, and plus, you look exhausted,” he chuckled.
“Emmett, I can’t expect you to pay for this None of this is your fault,” I clarified.
“Bella, technically you’re family now, and I’d do anything for family,” he explained. “Also,” he added. “I always saw you as part of the family anyway, little sis,’” he stated, with another wink.
“Thank you,” I whispered, touched. Suddenly he was by my door opening it for me. I jumped back, surprised.
“Sorry, Emmett…you just took me by surprise,” I gasped laughing. “I’ll have to get used to that again.”
“Only when it’s dark and people can’t see,” he said as he helped me out of the car.
“Um…you may need to put your sweater back on,” he advised.
“Oops” I said as I pulled the sweater over my head.
“Better?” I asked when I was stood up.
“Better,” he allowed. “Although, you could possibly pass as a vampire, with how pale you are” he teased.
“Very funny,” I said as I walked towards the hotel entrance, Emmett kept his arm around me incase I fell.
As we walked inside, Emmett gestured for me to sit down on the couch while he checked in. I sank back into the cushions and closed my eyes.
I felt someone gently shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes, and saw Emmett standing in front of me chuckling.
“Now didn’t I tell you that you were tired?” he teased.
“Okay, you were right” I replied a little sleepy. He helped me up and supported me while he led the way. I must have fallen asleep on the way, because when I opened my eyes, Emmett was holding a hotel door open, while pulling me through the entry. He pulled me over to the bed and laid me down while he sat down in the chair next to the bed. Using all of the consciousness that I had, using my arms, I supported myself enough so I could kick off my shoes. When they were off, I crawled underneath the covers. I caught Emmett with a phone pressed against his ear.
“Who’re you calling?” I asked groggily.
“Carlisle” he answered. Although how much I wanted to listen to the conversation, I was very exhausted, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I drifted off to sleep feeling the safest I had in a long time.
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