I was re-reading this story the other day and I just felt like it needed a little something more. Also, I love these characters so much I could just leave them without seeing them be happy. So I wrote this as sort of an outtake. I don't know if this is the only one I'll write for this story, but this is all I have planned for now. So, thank you for reading and enjoy.
Ten years on - An outtake.
"I look like a whale." She moans, standing in front of the full length mirror in our bathroom. I shake my head softly and walk up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, my hands softly stroking her stomach.
"You do not." She frowns as she looks at herself from head to toe. Softly, I turn her away from the mirror so she's facing me and take her face into my hands. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I love you, Mrs Cullen." She smiles and my heart skips a beat.
"I love you too. Now, let me finish getting ready." I smirk and let go of her, going back into our bedroom. I flop onto the bed and put my hands behind my head.
Ten years since we graduated high school and so much has happened. Bella and I both have jobs that we love, her a newspaper journalist and me a doctor. Sure, the hours and long, but she trusts me to come home to her every night and I feel the same about her. We've been through too much together to not be with each other at least once a day. I love her with everything I am and I know she feels the same way about me.
Three years ago, we got married. It was just a quiet wedding in my parent's back yard. Everyone we love was there and it was beautiful. Alice arranged the whole thing as Bella and I were busy with work and honestly, I don't think we'd have done a better job anyway. Alice is a wedding planner now and mine and Bella's wedding was her very first. She didn't go straight into the planning side of it; she worked with Jasper in his cake shop for a while. That was surprise, Jasper wanting to be a baker. Everyone thought that he'd be a historian or something equally as boring, but nope, cakes do it for him.
Emmett and Rosalie moved back to Forks about two years ago and since them, their relationship with Bella has been getting better and better. We all know that she may never forgive them, but she's working on it and I admire her every day for how strong she is.
Every now and again, I'll find her in the bathroom, crying. It still scares the crap out of me, but I know how to deal with it now. All she needs is a hug and some comfort and I'm more than happy to give her that. When she's ready to talk, she'll say it's because she can't fit into a pair of jeans she likes or because she has three biscuits with her tea instead of two. I laughed at that one and she didn't talk to me for the rest of the day. Of course, I made up for it that night, but still.
Her weight issues still affect the both of us. She still insecure about it, but she handles it better. She's learnt to love herself the way she is and she knows I'll always love her, no matter what size she is. Just before we got married, she found a woman's number on my phone that she didn't know and she broke down. She thought it's because of her weight and I was cheating on her. After I told her it was about our surprise honeymoon, she calmed down a bit. We laugh about it now, but at the time I thought I had lost her.
The bathroom door opens and I sit up to see my beautiful wife. My breath escapes me and I gasp aloud. Her face falls instantly and I jump to my feet, rushing over to her.
"You look…" I can't even describe the way she looks right now. "Amazing." I finally breathe, placing my lips onto hers. She kisses me back before pulling away.
"Really? I think I have a tent I can wear…" she trails off and bites her lip playfully. Yeah, she jokes about her weight now. It bugs the crap out of me, but I let her get away with it.
"I would change a thing. You're so beautiful. I'm a lucky man." I put my hands on her stomach.
"I'm the lucky one." She sighs, her eyes piercing into mine. A thumping against my palm makes us both smile. I rub the spot softly and the baby kicks again.
After work Christmas Eve, I came home to find dinner cooked, the house dim and Bella sitting on the loveseat, a huge smile on her face. I knew instantly what had happened. I dropped everything I had and ran to her, pulling her into my arms.
We had been trying for a baby ever since we got married and it just didn't happen for us. Of course, Bella blames herself, saying she was too heavy to conceive. But that's utter bullshit and I and her therapist told her that. We went to the doctors the next day and they did a sonogram to see how far along we were. At two months, both of our children looked healthy and perfectly normal. Yep, both of them. Bella being a twin meant that our children were just that. Twins. We didn't care. We'd been trying for three long years and if a football team came out of there, we'd be over the moon. We were now a proper family.
The whole family were ecstatic when we told them, and my mom brought everything she could find. When we found out the sexes of the baby, she brought more clothes and shoes and cribs and everything else. Pink and blue everything. Finding out we were having a boy and a girl made Bella panic a little. She was worried that their relationship would be like that of her's and her brothers. Like history repeating itself. After another therapy session, she realised that growing up around me and her, our children would be good hearted people that love each other.
"Shall we go?" her voice brings me back and I nod, taking her hand in mine as we go downstairs, out the door and into the car. As I pull out of the driveway, she turns on the radio and fiddles with the buttons, changing the station and biting her lip. Taking her hand into mine, I kiss her knuckles, making her sigh.
"Chill out, babe. There's really nothing to worry about." She nods, but she doesn't look convinced. I hold her hand for the rest of the short drive. When we got the letter two weeks ago for this, Bella said she wasn't going. I convinced her to go thought. I mean, this is the only high school reunion we may have and I want to show Bella off to all those horrible people we went to school with. I want to walk through the halls holding Bella's hand with our children growing inside of her. I want everyone to see how amazing she looks and I want them to be jealous of her now, because they should be.
Over the years, Bella lost weight. I mean lots of weight. She went from a size sixteen to a size eight and she looks fantastic. Of course, I loved her before she lost all the weight, but now she glows about how she looks. It makes her more beautiful somehow. She has gained weight since she got pregnant, but everyone does. She has been watching what she eats and has gone up to a fourteen. She hates that fact. I love it. It reminds me of the girl I fell in love with.
I stop the car and look up at the red brick building where it all began. If it wasn't for this place, I would have never found the girl of my dreams. I could have stayed high or drunk for the rest of my life. To be honest, if I kept on the way I was before I met Bella, I think I would be dead by now. She has really and truly saved my life, she just doesn't know it.
I climb out of the car and walk around to her side, helping her out. Her hands are shaking as I hold them and I pull her to me, feeling her relax into me. I just hold her for a while until she says she's cold. People all around us are walking into the school with their respective others. some people I recognise greet us as we walk we greet them back.
The gym where the reunion is being help is exactly the same as it was when we came here. Now, balloons and banners with our year and our logo litter the walls and the floor. It looks like someone has sprinkled the floor with glittery confetti. There are tables scattered all around and one by the door with name badges. Bella and I put our name badges on before venturing further into the hall. People smile and wave and I wave back, Bella smiling politely at them. She may seem rude; by I know it's just the nerves.
"Bella! Edward!" We both look to see Alice standing up by a table full of people. She waves us over and I don't think I've ever seen Bella walk so fast since she got pregnant. Following behind my wife, I greet my sister before helping my wife sit down in an empty seat, I sit next to her. Everyone at the table greets us and Bella seems to relax a little.
Emmett and Rosalie are sat at the end of the table, talking quietly. Jasper and Alice are sat opposite us, smiling and looking around the room. Angela and her husband Josh are sitting next to Alice and Jasper and there are a few empty seats next to me.
"How're you feeling Bella?" Alice asks, drawing in Bella's attention.
"My feet hurt and I've been having pain in my back, but other than that." She shrugs, smiling slightly.
"Why didn't you tell me you were in pain?" I ask. She never said anything about pain.
"It's nothing, Edward. If I was worried, I'd tell you. I promise." I nod. We'll have to keep an eye on that pain. With her being eight month pregnant with twins, we've been told to keep an eye out, just in case she goes into labour early.
Bella and Alice start a conversation about baby stuff so Jasper and i go to get drinks. Everyone around us talks to us about life and by the time we get to the bar, the room is crowded. We give the guy our orders and I look back at Bella. She's looking around and when she sees me, her worry seems to disappear and she smiles, mouthing that she loves me. I mouth it back and she blushes. I love her blush.
"Edward Cullen?" I cringe at the all too familiar voice and turn to see Tanya standing there, looking as slutty as always. Her Barbie pink dress clashes with her orange skin and she's dyed her hair black, making her look like a vampire.
"Hi, Tanya." She smiles and runs her hand over my arm, making me flinch away. I hear Jasper laugh behind me.
"So, are you seeing anyone at the moment? I have a hotel room down the street." My stomach churns painfully. I shake my head.
"Sorry Tanya but…" A voice interrupts me before I can finish.
"Baby, what's taking so long?" I see Bella walking up behind Tanya, holding her stomach protectively.
"Bella. You remember Tanya." I hold my hand out and Bella takes it, moulding into my side.
"Of course, how are you Tanya?" Tanya's eyes turn hard and she look Bella over. With a glare, Tanya turns away, completely ignoring Bella's question.
"Still lovely I see." Bella says sarcastically and I laugh lightly. We get our drinks and head back to the table. As Bella sits, she winces but waves it off, claiming she's having Braxton hicks again. She has been having them for the past few weeks and her OB/GYN said that it was nothing to worry about, just to keep an eye on them.
"This is our wedding song." Bella whispers and sure enough 'Celine Dion – Because you loved me' is playing over the speakers.
"Dance with me?" I hold out my hand and Bella gets to her feet, going onto the dance floor with me. We make our way towards the middle and sway to the music, Bella's bump stopping us from really dancing together. As we sway, people look at us and smile and I can tell Bella is uncomfortable with the attention.
I look at my beautiful wife and see tears in her eyes. "What is it?" I sound panicked. "Do you want to go sit down?" She shakes her head and winces.
"I think the twins are coming." She gasps and the blood drains from my face. Everyone at our table are looking at us and I wave them over. They all come immediately.
"Alice, can you drive us to the hospital." It dawns on her and she grins and nods, taking my keys. Jasper says he'll take our stuff home and get Bella's hospital bag. I thank him and help my wife to the car, getting her and myself into the backseat.
Bella's labour was long and hard. After fourty-nine hours Mason and Maisy Cullen were finally with us. I have never been so proud that Bella is my wife. She was strong throughout the whole thing, using nothing but the gas and air they offered. She wanted to be with it when she meets our children for the first time.
Watching her sleep with our children in my arms, I have never been happier. And it's all because of my Bella. She's my everything and I wouldn't change a single thing about her. She may hate the way she looks or anything else about her for that matter, but to me, that's what makes her beautiful. Without her in my life, I don't know where I would be and I know for a fact I wouldn't be this happy.
Her eyes slowly flutter open and she smiles softly at me.
"Thank you." I whisper and she smiles softly again before her eyes flutter shut. I look at her and then our children and I know, we have the perfect family.
This hasn't been BETA'd so if there are any mistakes, I'm sorry.
Thank you for reading.