A/N: I have not updated this story in so long, and for that I am sorry. This chapter isn't very long, but something very important happens at the end. The next chapter should be longer, I hope. I hope you enjoy.
Previously on Married Life: Bella and Edward got married and went on to England on their honeymoon. When they arrive back home they move into their new house and start their new life together. A few weeks into their marriage they discuss having kids and decide, when they are both ready, they will start trying. A month later, they go to a cabin where Bella tells Edward that she is ready to start trying.
7. The Reality
I sat at the dining room table just staring at my computer screen. I worked for a small magazine, and had a column and everything. I wrote weekly stories about random things that were interesting in the news at the time, but I had nothing. My deadline was in three days, and I had nothing. My editor was going to kill me.
I shook my head and grabbed my coffee cup. Another cup of coffee would help, even though the last three cups hadn't, and I'd told myself the same thing about those. I was pretty much fucked. My brain was scrambled; I just couldn't think straight.
When the doorbell rang, I'd just sat my coffee down on the table. I went to answer it, but regretted it as soon as the door opened.
"What the hell do you want, Tanya?" I asked, keeping my body in the doorway.
"Well, aren't you a little bitchy this morning. I think that you might need some Midol." she replied, keeping her voice sickeningly sweet.
"What I need is for you to never come to my house again," I stepped outside, slamming the door behind me, making her jump, "I am tired of looking over and seeing you making goo-goo eyes at my husband, infuses on my," I got in her face, "And just so we are clear, my husband would never go for you. You are just not his type. He doesn't like girls with fake boobs." when she gulped I felt triumphant. "If you come on my property again, I will call the police." I turned on my heel and went back inside, slamming the door once again. I felt oddly satisfied, and went to the phone to call Alice.
"What's up Bella?" she answered on the first ring.
"Want to go somewhere? I really need to get out of the house."
"I'll be there in twenty." she hung up.
I smiled as I went to write my article, my writer's block suddenly gone.
"I can't believe you did that!" she was laughing so hard as I told her the story, "That just is not you."
"I know," I took a sip of my water, "I don't know what has gotten into me. I haven't felt myself the last couple of days."
It had been a couple of months since my birthday, therefore, a couple of months since we started trying, and we barely went a night without making love. Edward was right about making them being half the fun. We had become adventurous, well, adventurous for us. Sex with him was never boring, and the prospect of conceiving our child just made it sweeter.
"Well, whatever it is, you should keep it up." she complimented.
Both of our phones buzzed next to us. Rose had been put on bed rest six weeks ago for the last two months of her pregnancy and was so bored out of her mind that I was getting texts at all hours of the day. We would all be glad when little no name finally arrived.
"How many does that make today?" I asked.
"Ten, I think," she checked her messages. "Yep, she's texted ten times. She's really uncomfortable."
"I know," I relaxed back into my chair. "We should go see her."
"I'll pick her up a strawberry banana smoothie, she'll kill me if I show up without one."
I returned home a few hours later, Rose was good. Except for the short temper. Every little thing got on her nerves. Especially when it came to her next door neighbors wind chimes, yes, wind chimes. Every time the wind would blow, she'd let out a stream of expletives; I had never felt more sorry for Emmett in my life. I wanted to give him about a thousand xanax to get him through.
"I can't believe she came over here again," I told Edward later that night as we soaked in a bath. "She really gets on my nerves."
"Mmm," was his only response as his hands made there way up my thighs.
I turned my head and captured his lips with my mine as his hand made it to my center. I gripped his hair as I moved to straddled him, water going over the sides of the tub, but I was beyond caring. How this man could make me want him so badly was beyond me.
I bit my lip as I took him inside me, making him groan and lean his head back. We continued to move in the water, our breaths coming out in pants as we came closer and closer to the edge. When he took my earlobe in his mouth and sucked on it, I came undone, him following shortly after.
"I love you," I wrapped my arms around him, listening to his pounding heart beat.
"I love you, too." he kissed the top of my head before standing. "Let's get out of here, I am nowhere near done with you.
We spent the rest of the night making love until the early hours of the morning.
The next morning I sent I proofed my article before sending it to my editor. The weather seemed to be matching my mood, it was sunny and there were no clouds in the sky.
I spent the day cleaning the house, which I had been neglecting for as long as possible, I was never into cleaning and I put it off as long as humanly possible before the EPA stepped in. That afternoon, I was cleaning the bathroom, I opened the cabinet under the sink to get the cleaner, moving and unopened box of tampons. I stopped then, my heart pounding. I had bought them last month for when I started, and there it sat, still unopened.
I gulped as I counted how many weeks it had been since I last got my period. The last one was before my birthday. I reached for my phone on the counter and called Edward.
"I need you to pick up something on the way," I started when he answered. "I need you to get some pregnancy tests."
"This is the longest three minutes of my life." I clung to Edward's arm as we waited for the results on the three pregnancy tests that I had taken.
"Relax, baby," he calmly replied, kissing my hair.
When the timer went off, we both stood and looked down at to see our fate.
There were two blue lines on all of them. I was pregnant.
We couldn't contain our smiles as we kissed each other.