This story is the sequel to 'What I'd Do For You', and I highly recommend that you read that one first. Otherwise, this story will make completely no sense at all. I am starting this story early, then will be continuing with it on September 21.
BPOV, August 5, 2017:
"Edward, I'm pregnant, not terminally ill." I said evenly, taking the full box back from him in a jerking movement.
"Sorry." He muttered, and then bent down to pick up a different box.
We were in the process of moving out of our tiny apartment into a nice house in the suburbs, just like the typical American family. I was excited. Edward, the baby, and I; living happily together. I was also a little sad to be leaving this apartment. Edward and I had been living here since our first year of college, and I will miss a lot of things about this place. The cheerful blue paint in the living room, the tiny dining alcove in the kitchen, and even the odd stain on the wall in the hallway. It had been home for so many years.
Edward and I had broken the news to our friends and family the month before, and they had been fantastically supportive. Alice had even offered to help us decorate our new house; and by 'decorate', I mean completely furnish it. Jasper, who had returned alive and well from Iraq to become a builder, had helped up spruce up the entire house and had promised to help us fix up the baby's room when the time came. Emmett has insisting that he would teach the baby football; boy or girl, and Rosalie was already talking about how she would teach our child all about both cars and makeup. It was both adorable and a little over the top. But we loved them all the same.
"Dude, how did you fit all this crap into that tiny apartment?" Jasper asked, shoving yet another box into Emmett's jeep.
"I have no idea. I think Bella was hiding some of the stuff she didn't want to get rid of." I picked up an old Backstreet Boys CD and burst into laughter. "Like this." I showed it to Jasper, how chuckled and shook his head.
"She did love them when we were younger." He pointed out, taking the CD from me and throwing back into one of the boxes. He looked around to make sure no one was nearby and lowered his voice. "So, when are you going to tell her?" Jasper asked in a hushed whisper.
"I still can't figure out how to break it to her…I have no idea how she's going to take it." I admitted, pinching the bridge of my nose in exasperation.
"What are you two talking about?" I turned around to see Bella coming out of the apartment building, holding a very heavy looking box. I immediately took it from her before she could protest and shoved it into the car.
"Your love of Backstreet Boys." Jasper lied quickly, grinning and leaning against the car. Bella scoffed and elbowed him in the ribs. I absentmindedly stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist so that my hands rested on her bulging stomach. Bella sighed little and tilted her head back; closing her eyes.
"Tired?" I asked, kissing the top of her forehead.
"A little." She admitted, and Jasper shook his head and took the hint to go get the remaining couple of boxes.
"We'll spend one last night here, then bright and early tomorrow morning we'll start unpacking." I said evenly, rubbing circles into Bella's hips with the pads of my thumbs.
"Sounds great." Bella replied, arching away from me and fanning her face vehemently. "Why is it so hot?" She complained, making me laugh. Although I was perfectly comfortable in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, Bella was positively baking in her shorts and skimpy tank top; stretched tight across her belly.
"It's not that hot, love." I pointed out, gently pulling at the elastic ponytail she wore around her wrist. I motioned for her to turn around and when she did, I gathered her think curls into a sloppy bun at the nape of the neck. "Better?" I asked, kissing her now exposed neck.
"Much." She smiled and looked back towards the apartment building. "We should go help Jazz."
"Your brother can handle himself. I haven't gotten a moment alone with you all day." I complained, fully aware of how childish I sounded.
"Oh grow up." Bella teased, wrinkling her nose playfully at me. "You'll have me all to yourself for the rest of the night."
"I'm holding you to that, Mrs. Masen." I warned her, planting a kiss on her lips before heading back upstairs to help Jasper.
I would tell her tomorrow.
I woke up feeling something very faint hitting my side. Opening my eyes in confusion, I turned my head to see that Bella was sleeping on her side, her baby bump pressed tightly against me. I grinned happily when I realized that the baby was kicking. Hard.
Bella shifted and groaned, wrapping her arms around her stomach as I sat up.
"Ugh….baby, go back to bed!" She exclaimed, sitting up next to me.
"Baby likes to kick at inconvenient times, huh?" I asked, stretching one hand across her abdomen. Bella sighed and slumped against me, and I took the opportunity to wrap myself around her.
"Yes." She grumbled, lean pulled away from me. "Sorry. I'm just so hot." She grimaced and kicked off all the sheets that had been tucked around her.
"I need to talk to you." I said carefully, hoping Bella would hear me out. She cast me a confused look but nodded.
"I think you should take a little more time off work." I said, rubbing my hands together. Bella crinkled her eyebrows at me.
"Why? I think three months is plenty of time for maternity. Besides, we need both our incomes!"
"Love, have you forgotten the money my father left me? We have over a million dollars, just sitting in our savings account. Technically, you don't need to work at all." She started to say something but I held up a hand to silence her. "Listen to me, please. I just think you should spend a little more time off, and then you could pick up again next year. There is absolutely no rush, so why come back in April when school is over in May?" Bella looked down at her stomach thoughtfully, and I knew she was actually considering this.
I was glad. It had been so hard for Bella to get over giving Marie up; I just thought maybe she would like more time with our child before heading back to work.
"I would miss you." Bella said. "I would really miss not having lunch with you every day, and I would miss being able to just walk to your office and see you."
"I would miss you too, Bella. I don't want to pressure you into anything; I just thought it was a good idea. It's totally and completely up to you."
"I'd have to tell the school right away….can they find a replacement for me so fast? School starts in less than a month." She pointed out, looking up at the ceiling.
"You could work in August and September, and then go on maternity leave in October. The baby isn't due til December, anyway. And the school has been so supportive, I'm sure they'd be willing to negotiate things with you."
Bella patted my knee and I gave her a quick kiss.
"Let me think about it for awhile." She said, sliding out of bed. "Now, we have a house to get to, do we not?"
There we have it, the first chapter. I will be continuing with this on the scheduled date, September 21, 2009. P.S. I just wanted to say thank you to all the soldiers out there who are defending our country. They are doing such a brave thing to keep us safe, and we should all be thankful. And we should all take a moment of silence to remember all those that lost their friends, families, and in the case of some, their lives on this date eight years ago.
Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie