Chapter 1: Finding Out
Twilight belongs to the brilliant Stephenie Meyer. If I did own it, I wouldn't be here would I
BPOV
I woke up Monday morning in the arms of my gorgeous husband, Edward Cullen. Even after 2 years of marriage, his angel's face still knocks the breath out of me. I was usually ecstatic to wake up in the morning and see him there.
Not this morning.
I threw his arms around me and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. I think my urgency woke him up and he immediately chased after me and held my hair back as my stomach emptied itself into the porcelain bowl.
"Bella, love, are you sick?" He asked me in his velvet voice. I could see the worry on his face.
"I'm fine, really," I told him. Actually I had been keeping things from him in the past few days. I hadn't told him I had been sick like this yesterday. I hadn't told him I was two weeks late.
"Do you want me to stay with you today?" Edward was a doctor. I was an English teacher at the local elementary school.
"No, I'll be fine," I was planning on buying a test today. I didn't want to tell Edward, he wanted a baby so bad. I didn't want to disappoint him if I wasn't really pregnant. Today was Saturday so I didn't have to work, but he only had a 3 hour shift today. Plenty of time for me to get what I needed.
After Edward had left I went to the local drug store to pick up the test. I bought three and headed back to our house. I loved our house. It was a bit too big, Edward never worried about money, but I loved it. It had 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, and a beautiful lawn. But my favorite was the kitchen. It was a kitchen any cook would kill for.
I ran to my room and took the tests. I laid them all on the bathroom counter and waited the agonizingly long three minutes. When the timer went off I closed my eyes and walked to the sink. I slowly opened my eyes.
All three were positive.
I couldn't control the squeal of happiness that burst from my lips. I was going to be a Mommy! I was having Edward's baby! Quickly, the happiness turned to fear. What if I wasn't a good mother? What if something happened to the baby? How was I going to tell Edward?
I had it all planned out in my head. When Edward got home, he was going to go on a little scavenger hunt, which would lead him to the three pregnancy tests. I had laid out all the clues, which would lead him to me and the tests.
I could hear Edward moving around our house an hour later. I heard the bedroom door open and he peeked into the bathroom. A piece of paper had an arrow pointing to the three tests on the counter. His green eyes widened at the sight and I walked into the bathroom. He turned to look at me.
"You're pregnant," he asked. I could only nod.
Immediately I felt his strong arms around me and throwing me on the bed. He kissed me with a passion that left me gasping for breath. He lifted my shirt up and kissed my belly.
"Hi, baby," he said as he continued to kiss my stomach. I laughed because of the absurd happiness coming from the both of us.
"Oh my God, Bella, we're having a baby." He moved from my stomach to my face.
"I love you so much, Bella," he said.
"I love you too, Edward," I replied, gazing into his eyes.