Yeah, I know. Almost a week late, but I've been in pain. Hard to move with my back being a bastard and going out on me.

Loopylou992...YOU'RE THE BOMB! No, really, thanks for the help. My brain gets frazzled and you catch my flubs.

Not much to say, otherwise, so here goes. Actually yeah, UM...a $49,000 fountain pen? Really? Happy Birthday KStew! Hope that pen lasts forever for that price.


Update: 4/16/2013


Ghostly Double

Chapter 27


"Dude, I can't believe Bella's pregnant," Jasper said as we made our way toward the Gym to change for practice. I was quitting the team today, but no one knew except Bella and our parents.

I stopped abruptly, turning to stand in front of him. "Listen, don't blab this to anyone. We're trying to keep it low profile for as long as we can. And I need a huge favor."

"Name it, brother. You know I'll always do what I can for you," he said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"I need a best-man and you've become a really good friend to me and I want it to be you." I stuck my hands into the pockets of my jeans, looking straight into Jasper's' face for his reaction.

He put his hands up. "Whoa, back up just a sec; a best-man?"

I nodded, answering his question. "Yeah, Bella and I are getting married in two weeks. It's what we want and her Dad insisted that I marry her because she's pregnant."

"Dude, are you sure about this? You're only eighteen; that's a huge step to take at such a young age," he said, incredulously.

"Jasper, it's not as big as Bella being pregnant at seventeen. We know we can do this. I wanted to marry her after she graduated, anyway. It's just a year and a half sooner." He still had a quizzical look on his face like he was trying to decipher a nuclear puzzle.

He shook his head. "Well, as long as you two know what you want, I'm there for ya, brother. I suppose that if it were me and Alice, we'd be heading in that direction, too."

"Please don't knock my sister up? Use as many precautions as you possibly can." I shook my head, putting my hand up. "Actually, I don't even wanna know if you two are doing it, so don't even elaborate on that statement."

He chuckled, nodding his head at me.

We started walking toward the Gym, again. I stopped, putting my arm out in front of Jasper to get his attention. Anthony was standing outside the doors where we had to enter. He had a girl on each arm, one being Tanya Denali.

I had seen him the Friday before. We definitely looked like each other, but my hair was lighter than his and I was more muscular in build, than him. And with him being a vampire, I knew he could kill me with one flick of his wrist, so I was trying to avoid him as much as possible.

"Look, just ignore him. That's the best thing to do, okay," Jasper said, trying to convince me not to say anything to Anthony.

I sighed, heavily. "I don't know if I can. He hurt Bella and he follows her around like he's waiting for the perfect moment to strike."

"That may be, but don't give him any ammunition to strike with. He's looking for trouble." If Jasper only knew what he was, he'd be heading in the other direction, away from where Anthony stood, glaring at us.

I glanced up, seeing Anthony drape his arms across both girls' shoulders. They were giggling and soaking up every word he said. They started walking toward us. When they were about ten feet away, Anthony spoke. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my long lost cousin, Edward. It's good to see ya, buddy. How's my leftovers?"

"Fuck you," I spat, gritting my teeth together. "Stay the fuck away from Bella. She doesn't want anything to do with you."

"Now, why would I want anything to do with her when I've got all these pretty little things, right here, to keep me occupied? I think you're imagining things, cousin." He smiled, evilly at me before walking away.

"I fuckin' hate that guy." I started walking toward the Gym. "C'mon, let's get practice over with."

Practice was good, but the coach was upset when I told him I was quitting the team. He told me he was losing his best pitcher, but he understood why I made the choice I did after I explained to him what was going on. He, himself, had been in a similar situation when he was younger, and fortunately, he said he and his wife were still happily married after twenty-five years, and has no regrets, whatsoever. That gave me plenty of hope for mine and Bella's future.

On practice days, I normally drove my truck with Alice and Bella riding to school together, so after practice, I went straight to Bella's house. When I arrived, she was putting books into boxes. "Hey, baby," I said when I entered her room. Her Mom and Phil were downstairs in the kitchen. Renee was getting dinner started and said she'd let us know when it was ready.

Bella stopped what she was doing and came at me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, sobbing into my chest. "Hey, what's goin' on?"

"I'm just having a bad day." She mumbled into my chest. "It started when I got up this morning. I was sick and couldn't get motivated, then at school, after our class together, Anthony was taunting me. He's got his groupies calling me all sorts of names and laughing at me. I don't know if I can handle it," she explained, sobbing, as I led her over to the bed for us to sit down. "They keep saying that Anthony's leftovers are rotten and need to be thrown out."

I sighed, pulling her into my lap. "We just need to ignore them, okay. He messed with me today, too, but nothing came of it."

"I know he's compelling those girls to say that stuff to me. I just don't know why he's making such a big deal out of all this and won't leave me alone. When he's by himself, he looks at me like, I don't know, like he can't bear to be away from me."

"I don't know, baby. We just need to take things one day at a time. We've got bigger and better things to look forward to. For instance, you my love, need to get your ass in gear and get this room packed up," I said, teasing her, poking my finger into her side.

She got up from my lap, smacking at me playfully and walked around her bed. "Don't worry, I'll have it all packed up by this weekend. I really don't have all that much. How's your stuff coming along?"

"Jasper's coming over on Wednesday after school to help me get my stuff moved in. My parents said I can go ahead and start staying out there. In that case, I can go ahead and get my shit done and we'll only have your stuff to deal with over the weekend." I got up from my spot on the bed and started helping her put more books into the box she was working on. "Oh, and by the way, you're gonna love the bed we'll be sharing. It's better than both of ours put together."

She smiled up at me, sighing before stopping what she was doing and kissed me. "I can't believe we'll be married in less than two weeks. We'll be sleeping together every night and we won't have to worry about who's gonna call whom first before bed."

"I know." I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to me. "You still sure you wanna marry me? You know you don't have to, right?"

She snaked her arms up around my neck, rising up on her tip toes and pressed her lips to mine, once again. "I'm positive." Then she giggled. "In more ways than one, actually."

"You're funny."

There was a knock at the door and Renee stuck her head in. "Hey, you two, dinners done." She stepped in, walking over to the bed and peering into the box that Bella had been putting books in. "How's it coming?"

"It's getting there. I should have it all done by this weekend, then all I'll have to worry about is all my clothes. I'm not taking any furniture with me because the apartment's already furnished," Bella explained, adding two more books to her box and closing up the flaps.

"Good, good." Renee started walking toward the door. "Oh, um, tomorrow morning, you two will be going into school late so we can head downtown and get the marriage license. I went today and got what paperwork I needed and went to the bank and had them notarized. All that's left is the license."

"Thanks, Mom," Bella said, following behind her to the door.

"Yeah, thanks, Renee. I was gonna ask, um, is it okay if we go ahead and miss the rest of tomorrow? I'd like to take Bella up to the mall so we can pick out our rings." I already had an engagement ring for her. I had snuck off to the mall the night before and picked one out. I made sure it wasn't anything too extravagant.

Renee smiled, nodding lightly. It didn't reach her eyes like her smiles normally did. I knew this whole situation was still eating at her and it probably would for a while. "Yeah, that'll be okay."

Bella caught up with her mom and pulled her into a hug. "Thanks, Mom."

Renee hugged her back and I could see the strength she was putting behind her embrace. "You're welcome, baby girl." Then Renee started crying. "I can't believe this is happening. You weren't suppose to be married until you were old and gray, but now you're getting married and having a baby; I'm losing my baby."

"Oh, Mom. Please, don't cry? I'm still your baby." Bella tried soothing her mom the best that she could. "I'll always be your baby even when my new baby brother or sister's born."

"You're all grown up; it was too fast." Renee continued to sob into Bella's shoulder. "I can't believe I'm gonna be a grandma and a new mom at the same time."

Was it wrong for me to want to laugh at her? Yeah, it probably was, so that's why I kept my mouth shut and let them have their moment.

"Mom, we'll still see each other all the time and we can even make our appointments together if you want." That seemed like logical reasoning.

Renee pulled back from their hug, looking at Bella with huge tears rolling down her cheeks. "You'd do that? Share appointments with me, I mean?"

"Of course, Mom. Well, as long as you don't mind Edward tagging along, too. And I'm sure Phil's gonna want to be around for most of your appointments, too." Bella was right about me tagging along. I wasn't missing a single one, if I had anything to do with it.

Renee pulled Bella back into another bone crushing hug. "This is gonna be so perfect. We'll experience our pregnancies together." And now, Renee's mood swing's were starting to give me whip-lash. I only hoped Bella didn't develop any like her mothers.

After Bella and Renee had their endearing moment, we finally made our trek down to the kitchen to eat dinner.

Dinner lingered quietly for a little while. All that could be heard was forks scraping plates and glasses being sat back down on the table after each drink. Renee kept glancing up at us as if she wanted to say something, but continued eating.

Finally, before everyone was done eating, Renee spoke up. "So, I've got this friend that I met on Facebook, and we've been exchanging recipes with each other. She lives in England and some of the stuff she tells me about sounds soooo good, but the names of them are so funny. Have you ever heard of Spotted Dick or Toad in the Hole?"

Phil nearly spit his drink across the table as he burst out laughing. "Are you serious? Spotted Dick?"

Renee continued on, ignoring Phils small outburst, telling us about her friend from England. She told us about Yorkshire Pudding and now, Spotted Dick. I had no clue what the shit was, but the way she started to described it, the stuff actually sounded delicious. I wondered where the hell someone came up with a name like Spotted Dick for something that resembled cake? Then, out of nowhere, she pulled a picture of something that resembled dicks – actually sausages – baked with custard around them.

She went on to tell us more of the ingredients, but I was still stuck on the name of it. Images of spotted dicks, kept popping in my head. Some poor bastard out there in the world, actually had a spotted dick and I felt sorry for him because it probably hurt like hell.

"Well, I'm gonna make it one time." Renee took a bite of her food. "Oh, Bella, Your first appointment's on Monday. It's at one in the afternoon, so Edward, if you're wanting to go, you'll need to take half day off of school." I nodded, agreeing with her before she took a drink of her tea, looking over at Phil. "Will you be available for next Thursday? That's my first appointment."

"Absolutely," he answered with a smile. "Count on it."

Dinner continued on and before we knew it, I needed to leave for home. It was already past ten and Bella was sitting beside me yawning, which in turn, was causing me to yawn.

She walked me out to my truck and we stood, with my arms around her lower waist, kissing like two love struck teenagers, which we actually were. I couldn't get enough of her and I couldn't wait until we were living together. We would be at each others disposal anytime we felt the desire for each other. I wanted her right at this very moment, but she was tired, and in turn, I was tired myself.

"I love you," I whispered along her neck as I kissed up behind her ear. My tiredness was disipating and I knew I was turning her on. I was hoping for some groping before I left, but I wasn't expecting it.

She eased her hands under my shirt, playing with the hair that led into my pants. "I love you, too. You're driving me crazy, right now. You know how bad I wanna sneak to the side of the house and bend over for you?"

I kissed and nibbled on her neck, groaning at the thought of what she just described, easing my way up to her ear where I pulled her earlobe into my mouth and sucked on it. "How bad?" I asked in a whisper. I grabbed her hand and placed it over the bulge in my pants. She gripped me, giving me a little squeeze. "Bella.."

"C'mon, I can't take it anymore. We're sneaking back to the pool-house."

"What if your mom comes looking for you? She can see my truck's still in the driveway." I already knew that Renee and Phil called it a night around nine and were probably snoring as we spoke.

Bella let out a small chuckle. "Yeah, right. She's probably snoring Phils hearing away, as we speak."

She continued to lead the way, opening the side gate, quietly. I hoped the damned thing didn't squeak.

We hurried inside the pool-house, closing the door and locking it. It wasn't large; it only had a small kitchen, a bathroom and another room with a couch, love-seat and a coffee table. It was like a small studio apartment.

Bella pushed me toward the couch, working on the button and zipper of my pants. I yanked my shirt over my head, then reached down, pulling hers off, as well. Her yoga pants were next, with her panties.

Next thing I knew, she was straddling me, not hesitating to grab my aching cock and lining it up with her entrance. I could feel how wet she was and there was definitely no turning back now.

She eased down on me, clutching the back of the couch. I leaned forward, capturing one of her nipples between my lips, sucking lightly. I knew they were sore, so I threw caution to the wind and devoured her tits as they started bouncing in my face.

I held onto her hips, guiding her over me. Each time she'd come down on me, I'd pull harder, giving more friction where we were connected.

She arched backwards, pushing her tits into my face more. I'd never get tired of looking at her perfect body. I knew it was changing, but that didn't mean I'd love her any less. She was growing my child inside of her and any changes that happened to her body, made me love her more.

I looked down, seeing where we were connected. I felt a flutter in my stomach and I knew I was getting close. "Look, baby," I requested. "Watch yourself ride me."

Between thrusts, she moved her head, peering down where my dick was completely sheathed inside of her. We could hear the wetness that was seeping from her body. It made my ego swell beyond words. I was making her soaking wet and as long as I could always get her this riled up, we'd never have a problem with our sex life.

She glanced up at me, then grabbed around my neck, pulling me to her. She crashed her lips to mine before she began to frantically move over me. I was helping her and I knew she'd probably have my fingertip bruises on her hips the next day.

I groaned loudly as the tension began to build stronger with each movement as we were joined together. Her whimpering grew louder, which were turning into breathy moans. Each time she exhaled, the most erotic sound came from her mouth. "Oh, God, Edward, I'm gonna cum."

I began thrusting up into her, meeting her pivoting hips with mine. I felt my dick swell before I gripped her hips, tighter, stilling her as I emptied myself inside of her. "Fuck! That was quick, but it sure as hell felt damn good."

"Good?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. "I'd say more like...exhilarating, awesome, fan-fucking-tastic."

I kissed her neck. "All the above. There's no true words to describe how you make me feel."

"Ditto." She moved to get up, my flaccid dick falling out with ease. I was soaked with both of our arousals and I knew I'd be nice and crusty by the time I got home, so I made my way into the small bathroom to clean up.

Once we were both dressed, I still couldn't keep my hands to myself. I grasped her around her waist, pulling her to me. I, immediately, crashed my lips to hers, not hesitating to stick my tongue down her throat. She didn't pull away, only wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me back.

After a few, breathless minutes, I pulled out of the kiss and looked down at her. She was so beautiful. I still wondered how I got so lucky that she came into my life. And from the starry-eyed look that she gave me, I knew she felt the same as I did.

I wasn't having second thoughts, but I wanted to make sure that she was still wanting to be with me for the long haul.

I sighed, pushing some hair from her face. "I love you. Please never forget that, okay."

"Okay," she whispered, smiling lightly.

"I'm gonna ask one last time. Are you sure you wanna marry me because I don't want you to regret..."

She cut me off with her finger over my lips. "Edward." Then she placed her whole hand over my mouth when I tried to talk, again. "Stop!" She hissed. "Look, yes, we're young. Yes, I'm only seventeen, but that doesn't mean that I'm too immature to make a decision like this. I know what I want. We wouldn't be together if I didn't. You saw how cautious I was to even start talking to you, in the first place. I love you, Edward. With my whole heart, and if you're having second thoughts about this, just say it instead of trying to coerce me into doing something I don't want to. I'm a big girl and I've been let down enough that I think I can handle it."

Her statement pissed me off. I backed away from her, pulling at my hair. "Coerce you? How can you say that? And first of all, I'm not having second thoughts. AT. ALL!" My voice raised a little, but not enough to be a full blown yell. She looked taken aback, but I wasn't letting her get away with her statement, easily. "I can't believe you just fuckin' said that. How can you even think for one second that I'd try to get you to back outta this? Do I act like I don't wanna get married?"

I was throwing my questions out, left and right, not giving her a chance to answer.

I saw tears forming in her eyes, but I was too angry to try and sooth her.

I shook my head, rubbing my hands over my face. "Bella, do you really not see how much I love you? I want this more than anything, right now. My heart hurts when I'm not around you. We're connected, can you not feel it?"

"I feel it," she whispered, a sob breaking from her chest. "I love you; I'm sorry. I didn't mean it the way it sounded."

Her crying was making me physically hurt, so I stepped back in front of her, raising her chin with my finger. "Please stop thinking negative when it comes to my feelings for you, okay? I'm not trying to get you to back out. I'd never do that. I want this...I want us, too much to even think of such a thing."

"I'm sorry," she cried, wrapping her arms around me, sobbing into my chest. "I love you, more than anything. I want this. I want us, forever."

"Me too, baby." I moved back, placing one hand on her shoulder and the other, I used to wipe away her tears. "Now, stop crying and kiss me because I really need to go. It's almost midnight and we're both exhausted. I'm sorry for blowing up at you, like that." I leaned down, pressing my lips to hers.

"I'm sorry, too." Then she giggled. "Was that our first real fight?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I wouldn't call it a fight, per se. More like a small argument; a spat."

"Well, I don't like it." She linked her fingers with mine, leading us to the door so I could leave. "Can we forget I even said something like that? I know you love me and I didn't mean to piss you off."

I stopped us in our tracks. "Just remember to always talk to me about stuff, okay. I don't know half the stuff you're thinking, so you need to use that voice of yours and those more ways than one..." I traced her bottom lip with my thumb. " say what you mean, okay."

"Okay," she agreed, smiling up at me. She snaked her tongue out, catching the tip of my thumb as I caressed it over her lip, once more. "I love you."

I leaned down, pressing my lips to hers, urging them open with my tongue. She complied, leading the kiss into a frenzy that we didn't have time for. I gave in for only a moment before pulling away. "I've gotta go, baby. C'mon, I'll walk you to the front door then I'll leave. I need to make sure you lock the door before I even pull outta the driveway."

We said our good-nights, with me leaving once I knew the front door was locked and secure.

I knew she had to be nervous about the whole situation. Her being pregnant and then us getting married in less than two weeks. I was, too. I wouldn't lie. What eighteen year old, wouldn't be, but like I had told her, it's what I want and she said the same thing, and I believe her. She hadn't given me any reason to believe otherwise. She's become my life and I'm nothing without her.

Aweee...they had their first spat. FIRST?

Anthony's a creepy, sly asshole, isn't he?

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