Disclaimer: I know there are tons of stories like this one, but whatever. I wanted to write it my way (haha). I only own my story line, not the characters… unless my story progresses and I create characters… in which case, I own those too.
I woke up, turning in my bed and wondering where my knight in sparkly armor was. I didn't feel his arms around me, but was still at that point of half-awareness where I didn't want to open my eyes. "Edward?" I croaked. Yuck. I needed water, and soon. My throat felt like it was on fire.
I stumbled to the bathroom with only my bleary eyed vision to guide me. "Edward?" I called again. No answer. I didn't have time to panic though, because I started running to the bathroom and barely made it to the toilet before last nights dinner came back up. Charlie had cooked last night, and I didn't think it possible, but it tasted worse the second time than it did the first.
This was why my throat had been hurting. I had been vomiting up every day, at least once. Some smells made me so nauseous I got dizzy. Through my tears, which came every time this happened, I wondered where Edward was.
Right on cue, I felt cold a hand holding my hair at the nape of my neck, and another rubbing soothing circles on my back. "Love, calm down. I'm here. It's alright." He murmured, kissing my head while I tried to calm myself.
After a while, I felt better enough to get up off of my knees. I pulled myself up using the counter and saw I glass of fizzing water. Edward must have brought it for me. I would have to thank him once I brushed my teeth, which I then proceeded to do. "Where were you?" I asked, turning to him in my small bathroom.
"I thought I might make you breakfast, but you were dangerously low on groceries, so I ran out to go get some." He replied, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "Are you feeling alright?" I grabbed the glass of seltzer, downing it quickly and smiling to him.
"Much better. I am a little-" before I could even finish my sentence, my stomach's growling answered for me. He chuckled and swept me into his arms, running downstairs and setting me into a chair.
Where my vampire fiancé learned how to cook was beyond me; there was no need for culinary talents in his family. But he could; the plate he set before me was piled with eggs, sausages, and toast. He set a glass of orange juice next to it and went to one of the shopping bags. When he turned, Edward had a look of determination on his face. "Now, Bella…" he said cautiously. Uh oh.
"Yes, Edward?" I asked. What was he holding behind his back?
"I would like you to start taking these." He placed several big bottles of pills on the tabled in front of me. "Vitamins C and D, Calcium, Magnesium, Zinc. You haven't been well lately, and I know you eat right, but maybe these will help." Crazy. I was not taking those pills.
"Edward, I'm fine. It must just be a bug that I have." I muttered. I was not having this at all.
He smiled coyly. "Well, if you would rather go see Carlisle at the hospital to make sure that is all it is, then it would be my pleasure to take you." He told me, knowing I would never go for that.
"Fine. I'll take your stupid vitamins." I hissed in what I hoped sounded like a vampire's tone. He laughed good-naturedly, and hugged me from behind, kissing my neck softly.
Maybe these would help me feel better, seeing as I hadn't been able to stop this sickness and it had been going on every… morning. Oh god. Sickness… morning. Morning sickness?
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