Fly with me

by Zombie Unicorn Master

Isabella Swan, once again, has had bad luck. The last two months have been hell for her, a constant up and down and right now? Now she hit rock bottom. Deepest bottom she's ever seen. What is Edward doing right now? Well, I suspect banging the colleagues. M for a lot swearing and adult themes. Anyone wants to beta/proof read? As always, reviews are very welcome. C XO

1. Prologue

PROLOGUE

I didn't even know what I wanted until I knew for sure that I couldn't have it. How sad and cliché is that? I mean seriously, we all say that we'll miss what we really want when it's gone. In my case, when he's gone. The thing that no one expects? That all the bullshit is so fucking right. I don't even want to think how many women have to have been in a situation like mine.

Only question; why the fuck didn't anybody write about it? I know, I know, they did write about it. Tough titties, right?

Another sob chokes me up from any further thoughts, that and the vomit rising in my throat.
Two Fuck Me Sideways, please.

Last time I was in an airplane bathroom, it looked a lot better. But then again, that's what got me into the situation, or rather the situation into me. You're guessing right now? Well, we all know you're right.

This time I'm alone on the plane, well, with my invisible friend. Ha fucking ha.
By the way, said bathroom? A lot more disgusting than the last one.

Pregnant at 24, with my parents' godson's baby. Without him, obviously, because he's busy screwing his sexy colleague.

Oh, they're empty? Can I have a couple of new Fuck Me Sideways? Thanks, dude.

And nausea rolls on again, just fucking great. I barely manage to turn around in time to vomit out the rest of the alcohol free beer I had earlier with my dad.
Breathe in slowly through your mouth, Bella, and slowly out of your nose.

I wash my face and exit the bathroom without looking in the mirror, or I might cry. Again.

I sit back down next to the nice old lady that smells like cats. Hm, maybe I could get a cat when the baby's old enough.
The tears are already making their way out of my eyes, blurring the napkin that someone hands over to me. I look up surprised, seeing Cat Lady giving me a gentle smile.

Fuck me, all hell breaks loose, said hell is me wailing, crying and every other word you would use for a hysteric pregnant woman.

Welcome to the life of Isabella Marie Swan, yeah, my dad's a real clever Trevor, seriously, his name isn't Trevor. It's Charlie.

But before anything, let me tell you what happened in the two last months.