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"Oh, thank goodness," Esme said as we walked through the kitchen. She was pouring some tea into a cup.
Edward had a hand on the small of my back. It felt a little strange. "I found her at a playground a few miles from here."
"You must be so overwhelmed," she said pulling me into a hug. "Why don't you two go in the living room? Charlie is still here. He is so worried."
"I actually need to do something first," Edward said. "Why don't you go on in Bella? I'll be there seen." He acted like I was afraid to go talk to my dad by myself. My dad isn't the one I have no memory of.
"Okay," I said, quickly leaving the kitchen. My dad was seated in his wheelchair quietly talking to Sue. I briefly wondered why she was here.
"Hey dad." I went over to him and leaned over to give him a hug. "Sorry about earlier. I just can't believe this is you. It's so scary for you because all I remember is seeing you yesterday and you were fine. I thought nothing could hurt you." I still hadn't let go of Charlie and my voice was cracking as I spoke. I knew I would end up crying.
"I think I'm willing to listen. I want to know what's going on because I have no explanation for any of this." I let go of Charlie and stood up. "Hopefully we can figure something out."
"It's alright Bells," Charlie finally said. "It's okay to be scared. I can only imagine how scary this must be. We will help you in any way we can though."
I took a seat in the chair across fro Charlie and just as Esme walked into the room with some things on a tray. She handed me a cup.
"Caffeine free tea." I took it from her.
"Would you like something else to drink Charlie?" she asked looking at my father.
"I 'm fine."
"No thank you."
Esme left the room once again.
"So, Edward is my husband," I said trying to start up a conversation. I trusted my father and I knew he would tell me the truth. Even though he seemed to be a slightly different person than I remembered.
"Yes," Charlie answered. "He is a very nice young man. I was quite surprised by how fast your relationship moved. You told me you knew he was the one and you were absolutely sure you would have a great future together. I thought you had lost your mind when you hit your head in that car accident."
"Yeah, Edward told me we met because of a car accident."
"It was love at first sight apparently. I wasn't to sure about it but you assured me that you knew what you were doing."
"I hope I did," I mumbled. What on Earth could have happened to make me make such a quick choice? I loved James.
"I also didn't like the fact that he was older than you but he grew on me. He's a nice guy," Charlie continued. "He takes very good care of you."
I looked down at my stomach. "I'm sure he does," I muttered.
"So, what else did I miss besides my marriage?"
Charlie looked lovingly at Sue who was seated to his right. "I got married as well?"
"To who?" It was a stupid question because he obviously meant Sue.
"But she was married to Harry," I said dumbly and Sue blushed. Harry Clearwater was my dad's friend from work. He died from a heart attack during my senior year of high school.
"Yeah," Charlie cleared his throat. "We grew closer together over the years."
"Wow." This was a little shocking. "Well congratulations. I'm glad you found someone." I'm sure she was much better than my mom.
"How is Renée by the way?" I asked. I hadn't even given her much thought. I didn't really see much of her growing up anyway because she was always traveling the world for her job. It was always more important than dad and I.
"I last heard from her three months ago and she was somewhere in South America. I have no idea where she is now."
I nodded. That sounded like mom. I guess she was the only one in this parallel universe who didn't change a bit.
"Sweetheart." I heard Edward say from somewhere behind me, as he reentered the room. "I have something to show you."
I turned to see him carrying three large books as he came and took a seat next to me. They were photo albums.
"I thought I could show you a little bit of our past together. Mom brought these over." He handed me the one on top and placed the other two on the coffee table before turning back towards me.
I slowly opened the album to find a picture of Edward and I at what appeared to be our wedding. We were standing facing each other in front of a lake or river. I was looking up at Edward with a smile of adoration and he smiled sweetly down at me. We looked like a couple in love.
I flipped through the album to find many more pictures of us and some with the wedding party. Edward would occasionally point out a few people; some I remembered and some I didn't.
"Who is this?" I asked pointing to a small, strangely familiar dark-haired woman with pixie cut.
"My sister Alice."
Where did I hear that name before? I knew her but not from my past with Edward. I felt like I met her recently. Oh, yeah! The girl from the dream. I already knew that.
"I was at her house before the accident right?" I remembered him mentioning that when we were in the car.
"Yeah, you went to get some things," he answered. "I imagine you may have been a little upset on your way back."
"Why would I have been upset?"
"Sweetheart, Alice passed a few weeks ago."
"Passed?" I gasped. "You mean…she died?" But I saw her before I ended up here. This whole situation was getting beyond scary. I felt a shiver run down my spine.
"Yeah, you took it hard. It was too late for her."
"What happened to her?"
"Everything is so strange." This all felt like a very creepy and twisted nightmare I just wanted to wake up from.
"What's wrong?" he sounded concerned. "Do you remember something?"
"No." I wasn't really lying. I didn't remember anything from my past with him. I just remember a creepy dream I had about his sister.
"Maybe that's enough for today," Charlie said from the opposite side of the room. I even forgot he was there.
"Yeah," Edward said taking the album from me. "Maybe. We can try again tomorrow sweetheart."
"Okay," I said with a small nod. "Can I be excused?" I didn't wait for an answer. I got up and quickly shuffled out of the room. I needed some room to breathe. I was scared out of my mind.
I ended up on the back patio. I sat down and took a few deep breaths. "Calm down Bella. Everything will be fine," I told myself. "You are not crazy."
I don't know how long I sat out there but I was glad everyone was giving me the space I needed. I needed to sort my head out. I don't understand how I saw Edward's dead sister. Maybe this "memory loss" has something to do with her. She was very creepy in that dream. I hope she didn't do anything to me to make this happen and make it seem like memory loss.
When the sky started to darken I got up and made my way back inside. It had been a really long day.
"I was just about to come look for you Bella," Esme said as I entered the living room. "Charlie and Sue wanted to leave soon."
"Are you guys going back to Forks?"
"No, we're actually here in Seattle for the week," Sue answered. "We can drop by again tomorrow." It was still weird to think of them as a married couple.
"Are you feeling better sweetheart?" Edward asked wrapping an arm around my waist. He seemed to be a very touchy person. No wonder we're in this mess, I thought as I looked down at my stomach.
"A little. I'm still a bit overwhelmed though." He gave my stomach a light rub.
"Well, we'll see you tomorrow Bells," Charlie said.
"See you." I leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I didn't really want him to go. He was the only person I remembered from my past. I followed them to the door and waved as they drove away.
I found Edward, Esme and Sophie in the kitchen when I got back into the house. Esme was pulling something out of the oven and Edward and Sophie were seated on stools. Sophie was chattering away as Edward listened intently.
I walked in and pulled out a seat next to Sophie. "Mommy! Daddy is coming to Lucas' party with us tomorrow."
"Uh…Party?" That didn't sound very appealing. Going to a kid's party sounded like hell.
"Sophie has been really looking forward to this," Edward explained. "There won't even be that many people. Just family and four of his friends besides Sophie."
"Alice and Jasper's son."
I felt a little bad for what I had been thinking. The poor kid just lost his mom. "Okay."
"Why don't you guys wait in the dining room Edward and I will bring the food in," Esme suggested.
Sophia and I got up and made our way to the table where we sat side by side. "I'm glad you okay mommy. I was sad when you were gone. I thought you went away forever like Lucas' mommy. I cwied."
"It's okay Sophie. I'm fine." I just have no memory of you and your family. I know it must have been hard for her to imagine not seeing her mother again.
Edward and Esme soon joined us and we had a nice and somewhat quiet dinner together. Sophie did most of the talking. After dinner Edward and Esme did the dishes while Sophie and I colored pictures. It was calm and relaxing and I felt sorry for the kid.
"Are you ready for bed Sophie?" Edward asked drying his hand on a dishtowel.
"Well it's your bedtime princess. Give mommy a kiss." I gave him a strange look and wondered when and if he was going to tell Sophie I couldn't remember her. He seemed to be putting it off.
"But she has to read me a bedtime story daddy."
"Oh silly me," Edward chuckled. "How could I forget that princess Sophie needs a story?"
"Because you're silly," she giggled and held out her arms so that he could pick her up. "Come on mommy!"
I got up and followed them up to Sophie's room. Once we were there she picked a book from the shelf and Edward and I sat down to read it to her. She quickly drifted away, barely able to fight her tiredness.
"Ready for bed?" Edward asked as I put the book back.
"Yeah," I yawned. "I'm tired."
"Me too. It's been a long day," he stretched and got up. "Come on, our bedroom is down this way."
Hold up. He's not expecting me to sleep in the same room with him is he?
He took my hand and gently pulled me down the hall. I needed to say something and quick.
"Edward?" He already opened our bedroom door and we were inside.
"Hmm?" He turned to look at me.
"Are we both sleeping in here?"
His eyes widened. "Well yeah. I don't want to confuse Sophie and it's not like we're going to do anything. It's a king sized bed, we don't even have to touch," he shrugged.
"I don't know…"
"It's not that big of a deal Bella," he shrugged. "Besides I think if we go on like we usually would it would be easier to jog your memory. You need to do familiar things if you want to remember." I knew it. He was pretending it didn't happen.
I thought about it for a moment. The bed did seem big enough that we could sleep without touching. I knew he liked to touch.
"Mommy?" A small hand nudged my shoulder. "We have to bake Lucas' cupcakes mommy. You promised."
"What?" I mumbled sleepily. I didn't like being woken up at all, especially when I'm feeling so tired.
"Mommy wake up," she said shaking me again, rougher this time. "I need you."
"What do you want Sophia?" I opened one eye and her big green eyes were staring straight into mine. I couldn't help but find her adorable.
"You have to make me breakfast and make cupcakes for Lucas with me," she pouted.
"Where is Esme?"
"I don't know. I can't find daddy either," she shrugged. "I want pancakes please."
I sighed heavily. Fuck my life. "Alright, alright. I'm up. I'll make you something." I sat up and flung my legs off the bed.
"Pancakes," she said looking at me seriously. "You promised."
Yeah, but I can't remember, I thought as she grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the door. Where the hell was that father of hers? I needed to have a serious talk with him about taking care of his kid. Besides that, I could have sworn I felt him groping me last night.
"Hold on Sophie," I said. "Let me brush my teeth first. Why don't you wait for me in the kitchen."
"Okay," she sighed. "But hurry up mommy."
I made my way into the bathroom and after emptying my bladder I made a quick work of brushing my teeth.
Once I finished brushing my teeth I looked in the mirror at my reflection. I looked different than I remembered. My face looked more mature and it was fuller than before. My hand moved down my body and toward my protruding stomach that I could have sworn was smaller the day before. My stomach was huge. I still couldn't believe I was pregnant. I would have never in a million years imagined something like this happening to me. It was never part of my plans. I wonder what changed my mind. How did I become everything I was against?
I sighed. Time to go feed my kid. My stomach growled as I thought this. All of them, I thought placing a hand on my stomach again.
I found Sophie coloring a picture at the kitchen counter as I walked into the kitchen.
"Is your mouth minty fresh now mommy?" she asked giving me a huge grin.
"It is," I said as I began opening cupboards to find what I needed for breakfast. I wasn't always the best cook but I was sure I could handle breakfast. When I was growing up Charlie always handled the food.
"Who usually makes you breakfast Sophie?"
"You do mommy," she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You always cook and it's yummy."
"Does your daddy cook?"
"Sometimes, but he has to go to work," she said impatiently. "Can I hewlp?"
"Uh…okay," I said with uncertainty. How the hell was she going to help?
I got out the pancake mix and everything else I needed and lined them up on the counter. Sophie got up and made her way over to me.
"I want to hewlp pour it this time," she said with a gleeful giggle as she rubbed her hands together.
"Okay," I said again as I began to mix the ingredients together to make the batter. Sophie watched carefully the entire time.
"Can I do one now mommy?" she asked after I made two pancakes.
"Uhh…" she couldn't exactly reach to do it and I didn't know if I should be lifting her since I was in a "delicate" condition. I hated that fucking word. I wish I wasn't pregnant.
"Can I? Can I please?" She begged and started bouncing around. "You promised, mommy."
"Okay, okay. Cut that shit out." I didn't yell but my tone was a bit harsh.
Sophie stopped bouncing and just stared at me. "Are you mad mommy?"
"No, I'm not mad. I just need you to chill alright."
"You were mad. You said a bad word," she said. "I'm gonna tell daddy when he gets home."
What will he do, I thought bitterly. He's not my fucking father.
"Do you want to help or not," I asked getting impatient. I didn't know why this guy left me alone with his kid when I obviously didn't know her that well.
"Yes, but daddy says you can't lift me no more," she pouted. "And I really want to hewlp momma."
"That's right princess," I heard Edward say from behind me. I quickly turned around.
"Daddy!" Sophie ran to him and he lifted her up into his arms.
"Oh thank goodness," I said as he walked in. "Where did you go?"
"I had to bring Esme home. Jasper is staying with her and Carlisle at the moment. Beside that, I didn't want you to get too overwhelmed by everyone. I thought the three of us could spend the day together like we did before," he explained. "Plus we have to go to Lucas' birthday party later and you promised cupcakes."
"I hope that's the only thing I promised," I grumbled.
This is the longest chapter for this story so far.