Well, Wednesday is finally upon us, so here is the first update for this week.
Chapter 3: Coming home with an unexpected extra
My brain pounds and I wince as the buzzing sound keeps getting louder. Straightening out my arm, I try to turn off my travel alarm. After failing, I pick it up and throw it. Smiling as I hear it hit the wall, and fall asleep again.
It's not much longer when I hear ringing, and I groan as I pick up my cell.
"What?" I try to say in my normal voice, but it comes out in a painful moan.
"Bella, are you still asleep?" Tanya stutters, clearly in shock.
"I would be if you weren't talking to me," I grumble, just wanting to go back to sleep.
"Bella! Get up! You have ... like thirty minutes before your checkout time."
At her words, I bolt up and look at my cell seeing it's nine thirty in the morning.
"Fuck, I need to go; my plane is set to leave in three hours!" I yell as I hang up.
Getting out of bed, I hiss and stumble a little. "Fucking hell, why the fuck am I sore?"
My mind starts to flash back to memories of the night before. A dark club, drinking, dancing, a guy kissing me, me acting and moaning like a whore. "Oh fuck, what did I do?" I mutter as I look down to see I'm wearing a black t-shirt.
Again I get some flashes, this time I get a feeling—a feeling I never had with Emmett—and it makes my lady parts tingle with want.
"Oh God! I had sex," I say falling back on the bed. I rub my face as I try to remember, but I just keep seeing green eyes, some tattoos and hearing the name Jack.
I feel myself moan as I remember him sending me to heaven time and time again. I feel myself warm up, but the alarm on my cell buzzes bringing me promptly out of my recollections.
"Okay, no time for this, Bella," I say moving into the bathroom.
I quickly take care of my toilet needs and then wash my hands. Picking up my toothbrush, I look in the mirror and jump at the sight of myself.
"Fucking hell!" I say holding my chest as I look back to the mirror. "You know that awkward moment when you look so rough the next morning you scare the shit out of yourself?" I roll my eyes at myself removing my jewelry before I start to scrub my face clean. I then start to brush my teeth, trying hard to get rid of the Jack Daniels' day old sour taste on my tongue.
I pick up my toiletries and pack them away. Grabbing the jewelry, my eyes linger on a ring. I bring it closer to my face and frown having no idea where it came from. "You have a plane to catch, no time to play detective now," I tell myself as I place it and my other jewelry into the bag.
I call down and order a car and a bellboy to get my bags, knowing I only have an hour to get to the airport. As soon as I hang up, I'm like a tornado running around my room throwing all my clothes into my bag. I grab a business suit to wear on the plane because this was a business trip. Pulling my hair up into a tight bun, I secure it with bobby pins and get dressed.
The knock on the door makes me jump as I was not expecting it so soon. I move to the door and open it seeing a bell boy.
"Your car has arrived ma'am."
Nodding at him, I hand over the bags as I scan the room and my eyes fall on the black t-shirt. I run to it picking up, and placing into my carryon bag.
I have to run to catch up with the bellboy who's in the elevator with my bags already.
"Hope you enjoyed your stay, Mrs. McCarthy," the woman from the reception says smiling at me. I nod at her and turn handing the bellboy a twenty.
Looking at my watch, I see I have ten minutes to get to the airport so I quicken my pace.
There is a loud noise that is followed by a somewhat familiar voice saying, "Oh fuck, I am sorry."
Looking over my shoulder, I see that someone has toppled over a baggage cart. Just as I walk out of the door, Jasper comes into view as he hugs a small woman while she talks to someone who must be on the floor. I shake my head and slide on my sunglasses as I walk to the car.
It's late in the evening by the time I arrive home, and I feel dead on my feet. After all that running around to get to the airport, my damn plane is delayed by two hours.
Letting myself in the house, I dump my bags near the door. Then kick off my shoes and take off my jacket, which I drop to the floor beside my luggage. Walking up the steps, I pull the pins from my hair letting it fall around my face. I move sleepily up the stairs only to get stopped by a knocking on my door. "It can't be anyone important," I mutter as I carry on going up the stairs.
"Bella!" I frown as I hear Emmett's harsh voice yelling from the other side of my door as he pounds on it.
"Like I thought, it's no one important, just a giant pain in my ass!" I say to myself as I move back down the steps knowing he will not leave.
I only manage to open it a little when Emmett barges in and almost has me stumbling to the floor.
"Where the hell have you been?" He yells as he crosses his arms. "You look like a whore with that haircut and dark color! Are you tanning now? Do you really think it will help you look good?" he lets out a sarcastic snigger.
"Where I've been or how I look has nothing to do with you. What do you want?"
Emmett glares at me and then snorts. "I am going to need this place. Why haven't you abided by the eviction notice I gave you?"
I groan not wanting to go through this argument with him again. "No, this house is mine and screw you and your so called eviction notice!" I say firmly as I open the door, needing him to not only get out of my home, but my life.
"Don't be stupid, Isabella," he spits my name out so harshly that it makes me think on some level that he has always hated me. "This is a family home, you know, for a couple who can actually have kids!"
I bite my lip to stop the retaliation that wants to jump out of my mouth, but fuck, I am twenty-seven and he's not worth it.
"No, it's my house, now leave."
"You know what, you're right I shouldn't have this house, I deserve a much better house to raise my kids in. I think we should just sell it, and have this," he waves his hands between us, "done and dusted."
"What about what I deserve? This house is mine! MINE! My money, my sweat went into buying this house!" I yell back having hit my breaking point.
Emmett again snorts. "Maybe if you put as much effort into our marriage as you did into the house, we would've been happier!"
I shake my head at him and roll my eyes. "Maybe if you loved me, we would have been happy," I retort.
Emmett chuckles evilly. "Come on, Bella, you can't expect me to do something even your mother is incapable of doing."
"Get out," I hiss through my teeth. "Get out, now!" I yell more loudly.
"You selfish bitch, we are trying for a baby; I need this house. I can't live in that shithole of an apartment," he says angrily standing right in my face.
"Then get a fucking job and pay for one," I sneer back at him, knowing I'm coming close to losing my shit. I need him to go, why won't he go?
"I can't, I need to look after Rosie; she'll need help to keep the baby safe." He stops talking and looks at me, as his face slowly turns red. "That's it; you just don't want us to have kids, because you can't have any."
Holding back the hurt his words have caused, I shake my head at him and start to push him toward the door.
"You're pathetic and I will be getting this house, mark my words," he yells so harshly that spit sprays from his mouth onto my face before he storms away.
I slam the door closed and lock it, before sitting on the floor. Wiping my face with my arm, I feel a sob work its way up my body and out my mouth. If someone had told me fourteen months ago that Emmett would have talked to me like this, I would've said they were off their rocker. I'm not sure if it's me, him or both of us, but I know something changed between us. The love I felt for him changed into hate over the past year; a deep hate. I pick myself up of the floor and head upstairs to strip and change for bed.
"Don't think about him Bella; just put him and his woman out of your mind. This is your house, not his – yours," I say out loud to myself. "You gave him ten years of your life, don't give him any more." I repeat what Tanya and Tori have both said many times to me.
As my eyes roll closed, my mind conjures up Emmett and the way he used to smile at me when we first started to date. I look around to see that no one else is around.
"Bella," he husks out and my eyes go back to him as he chuckles. "You really didn't think that I wanted you, not when I could have them, did you?" He nods and I look to see Rose smiling and holding a baby as another two small children laugh chasing a dog. "Now get out of my house!" He pulls my arm.
"What? No, this house is mine!" I yell at him, but he just laughs shaking his head.
"No, it's mine now! You know it's a damn good thing you never had a baby, you would never have made a good mom."
Sobs rack my body and I shake my head. "Don't do this," I plead with him.
"I could never love you. You're not even a real woman!"
I feel my heart crack as he pushes me away from him. My body tumbles and I start to fall. It feels like I'm falling for ages when two arms wrap around me.
"I've been looking for you," a velvety voice says. "Why did you leave me?"
I turn to look at his face, but it's all hazy. All I can see are two sharp green eyes. Looking down to his bare arms around me, I can see his tattoos.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"It's me, Jill, Jack." Even though I still can't see his face, I know he's smiling. "Don't worry, I'll find you," he says as he disappears.
I wake up feeling a little more refreshed and happier than when I went to bed. Getting dressed, I head out to meet up with Tanya and Tori.
"So?" Tanya says wiggling her eyebrows at me as I sit down.
"What?" I ask looking between her and Tori.
"Don't what us, you had sex," Tori says as Tanya nods rapidly.
My mouth drops open and I look at them both in shock. "No, I didn't," I say after a few minutes.
"Oh, yes you did, now spill."
Frowning at them, I motion for the server. "Let's get our coffee," I say as the waitress walks to us. She places down three cups and walks away as Tanya looks at me smugly.
"What did he look like?"
Letting out a breath, I close my eyes. "I don't remember," I say as I open my eyes and find they're both looking at me with worry on their faces.
"Did someone hurt you?"
"No," I shake my head and place my hand over Tanya's. "No, I was drunk and he was drunk." I stop talking and close my eyes trying to get his image in my head. "He was tall, with some muscle and had tattoos on his arms," I say with a smile before biting my lip as I see green eyes looking at me. "His eyes are green and he has an eyebrow piercing," I tell them as I touch my eyebrow. "His name was Jack." I shake my head as I look at them. "Other than that, it was good, I mean, I know that I came a number of times, but that's all I remember."
Tanya and Tori both smile at me. "Were you safe?" Tori asks and my eyes dance between them.
"I don't remember what he looks like, and you expect me to remember that?" I drop my head onto my hands as it comes to me, what the hell I just said. "How could I be so stupid?"
"Bella, you'll be fine, but maybe it's best to get checked out."
I look at Tanya feeling like I'm a dirty whore. Here I am, twenty-seven and have had two partners now, and suddenly I need to go to a clinic to get checked like I am some slut.
"We'll get checked out right along with you," Tori tells me. "I hope Benny is working; he's so hot," she smiles and gets a dreamy look on her face.
"You've got James!" Tanya yells at her as she slaps her shoulder.
"So what, Benny's gay, it doesn't mean I can't dream about him. It isn't like it's cheating to have dreamlike fantasies, is it?"
"That depends on how you'd feel if James was thinking of Angela when he gives himself some self-service action," I say making Tori glare at me.
"That's entirely different," Tori states as Tanya and I shake our heads. "She is a porn star," she carries on trying to argue, but Tanya just keeps looking at her. "Okay, fine, no more dreaming of Benny," she grits out. "Who would believe that my man's favorite ex-porn star would come to work for us when she gave up the porn business?"
I snort because if she wasn't my friend and I didn't know better, I'd never believe this could or would've happened in real life.
"Hey! She brings in good tips for everyone, not to mention the increase in business," I remind her making her nod in agreement.
"Come on, let's go and get this over with," Tanya says.
~WHIVDAST~
"Ms. Swan," the nurse says and I give Tanya and Tori a wave as I walk away into the room. I decided since I was due next month for a papsmear, I'd just have it done today.
"I'm the nurse practitioner and I will be doing your exam today. If you can change into this and lay on the table, I'll get my nurse and be back in a few minutes." I undress as she pulls the door closed. Moments later, she comes back with another nurse. As she sets about doing the exam, she tells me each step as we go.
"Everything looks clear, and we'll have your results back in a few days. So now we'll just do the blood work." I nod and she helps me to sit up. "As it's only been a few days, you'll need to come back for a pregnancy test."
"There's no need for that test," I whisper out and she stops what she's doing and looks at me. "I can't have kids."
"Oh, I am sorry," she mutters taking the needle out of my arm. "You'll get your results back in a few days, but you'll need to come back in three months for another blood draw and test."
I nod at her in understanding.
"But if anything unusual shows up, just come back to us. Go ahead and get dressed, we're finished for today."
I let out a little breath as she walks away, and I slowly get dressed. I'm surprised to see Tanya and Tori both waiting for me.
"Come on, it's girls' night," Tori says picking up on my blue mood.
"Okay, so dish," Tanya says as she sets the beer and pizza down.
"I told you I don't remember," I tell them again as I pick up a slice of pizza.
"Hmm, you remember some stuff, I can see it in your eyes," Tanya says reminding me just how well she knows me.
"His eyes were green," I say as I close my eyes trying hard to see him. "He had a piercing in his left eyebrow." Again my hand seems to touch my eyebrow. "His upper arms, chest, and back were all covered in tattoos." I open my eyes looking at them. "His body was firm, and I remember that he made me laugh, smile, and feel good," I stop and bite my lip. "I just get the feeling he was more worried about me getting off than he was about himself." I shake my head a little.
"Rose," slips out of my mouth as I remember his magic trick.
"What does that home wrecking whore have to do with this conversation?" Tori asks.
I grab my bag and start throwing things out until I find it.
"He made this," I say showing them. "He did this goofy, but great magic trick." I bring the paper rose to my nose wishing I could smell him on it.
"I think we should track this guy down," Tanya says and my eyes spring to hers as I silently ask her how.
"Any man that makes you smile like that, I need to see, and get him here to keep it on your face."
I shake my head at her. "A one-night stand with a stranger, remember?"
She frowns at me and starts to argue, but I don't give her a chance.
"Besides, all I remember was that his name was Jack, and I'm not even sure if that's his real name," I say unable to hide the pain of how true my words are.
"Bella," Tanya whispers out sadly.
"It's fine, I'll be okay."
"Okay, let's get the music on," Tori says jumping up to dance. "Besides, babe, you don't need a man, all you need is Tanya, me and bob," she says pulling out a brand new vibrator and throwing it my way. "Happy belated birthday," she laughs out and I roll my eyes, but feel grateful that the vibrator is still in a box and unused.
"Yes, this is what every girl needs ... well besides her two best friends that is," I chuckle partly agreeing with her.
Tanya, Tori and I eat pizza and then jump around the room dancing like fools before falling on the ground as we reminisce about the old times back in school.
~WHIVDAST~
Groaning, I hit the alarm still feeling tired after nine hours of sleep. As I sit up, a wave of dizziness comes over me. Before I can lay back down, my stomach turns making me jump up and run to the bathroom.
I flop to the floor as I bring up nothing but some yellow yucky stuff.
"I can't be sick, I have no time to be sick," I mumble as my retching finally stops.
I drag myself up and over to my sink and get washed, brushing my teeth, the full time feeling my tummy turn.
As the day goes on I feel worse, and nothing seems to shift the sick feeling I have.
Having just brought up my lunch, I lay my head on my desk hoping a short cat nap will help me feel better.
"Slacking off?" at the sound of Emmett's voice my stomach turns again. I cover my mouth as I look up at him.
"What?" I huff out when he stares me down.
"Don't get testy with me just because you're having a rough day," Emmett says with a huge smug grin on his face. "Here," he carries on throwing some papers my way.
I look through them feeling angry that he's still trying to get me to sell my house. "What in the hell is this? No! Fucking! Way! Emmett, don't you get it? You're not getting my house, and I'm not selling it to give you the money either!"
"You're a nasty, evil, selfish, bitch. Sitting here looking at your ugly, washed up, wrinkled face makes me sick, but I can't help but wonder why the hell I stayed with you! Now that you look back like you did when we were married, well except the red and blond in your hair ... you're all pale and ugly again. Why would I ever fuck an ugly, worthless, slut like you?" Emmett says loud enough for everyone in my office to hear.
"Get out," I grit my teeth at him, as I feel my colleagues looking my way.
"Because of you, my girl has lost another baby," Emmett says this time in a whisper.
I can hear the pain and hurt in his voice, but my head and heart just don't give two fucking shits about his or her pain.
"That has nothing to do with me, and it's certainly not my problem." I pick up the papers throwing them in the trash. "Get out, and if I see you here again, I will be getting a restraining order against you."
Emmett narrows his eyes at me, but doesn't move.
"Marcus, get this piece of shit out of my office, and make sure the other security knows he's no longer welcome here."
"We are not done, Bella," Emmett hisses as he is pulled out of my office by security.
I have to cover my mouth as I shakily sit back down on my chair. Keeping my hand over my mouth, I try to breathe through my nose wishing the sick feeling away.
~WHIVDAST~
Sleepily, I walk to my front door knowing that Tanya said she would take me to work. It's been three weeks since I woke up feeling like shit and being sick, but I'm not any better. In fact, I feel much worse now than before. I almost wrecked the car yesterday because I got sick while driving. Opening the door, I let her in before moving back to my couch and lying on it.
"Bella? It's been three weeks. I think it's time you went to the doctor," Tanya says as she feels my head.
"It just the flu," I mutter weakly and she frowns down at me.
"What did the clinic say about your tests?"
Opening my eyes at her, I blink because I have no idea what she's talking about.
"Last month, you went to get tested for sexually transmitted diseases, remember?"
I slowly sit up looking at her.
"Shit, I never got word back from them. Do you think he gave me something?" I yell out as my heart starts to race.
Tanya looks at me worried, but places a fake smile on her face. "Let's just get you to the doctor's office and checked out."
"I can't. I've got to go to work," I say knowing if I don't get a move on, I am going be late, again.
She shakes her head at me.
"No, I'm calling Aro and then I'm taking you to the doctor."
Groaning, I decide to not fight and just curl up, closing my eyes, and not feeling like doing anything. My eyes drift close as I hear Tanya speaking softly to someone.
"Hey," she says pushing my hair back. "You need to get up and dressed, your appointment's in an hour."
Nodding, I slowly sit up and my eyes go to the clock seeing that it is almost one o'clock."
"Oh shit," I mutter.
"It's fine, Bella, I called in for you, now just get dressed."
Taking a few deep breaths, I think about the fact that I haven't had a sick day in years. Going to my room, I grab some loose comfy clothes and throw my hair up in a bun. Tanya helps me into her car and drives slowly to the doctor's office. I'm grateful I don't have to wait long once we get there; I'm called back almost right away.
"Hey, Bella, I checked with the clinic and they said everything came back fine. Do you think you could be pregnant?"
I shake my head at Tia, she should know this; she's been my friend for ages.
"Stranger things have happened," Tanya says and Tia just hums.
"Well, how about you give me a urine sample?" Tia asks.
Nodding at her, I take the offered cup to the bathroom and pee in it. Bringing it back, I set it on the counter.
She stands up and dips a dropper in it and places drops of urine on a stick. A few minutes pass and I frown as she smiles looking at the stick. "Just as I thought," she says turning to me. "You're pregnant."
I shake my head, but she places the pregnancy test down on the table beside me to see. My eyes go to it seeing the positive sign there.
"I can't be," I say just above a whisper and my eyes go between Tanya and Tia, both of who look happy.
Closing my eyes, I shake my head. One word starts circling through my head. Cancer. I remember a story about someone who took a pregnancy test and it came back positive, but they really had cancer. "It must be cancer," I sob out. "That story ... remember?" I carry on as I look at Tanya who's shaking her head at me.
"It's not cancer," Tanya replies.
"Give me a second, Bella," Tia says walking out.
"Bella," Tanya says pulling my chin round so I am looking at her
"That story was about a man, honey, a man," she says, but I shake my head.
"You know I can't have a baby. Emmett and I tried for years!"
"Okay, Bella, sit up here," Tia says as she taps the bed. "But first, pull your pants off. Doctor isn't here today, but I perform the scans all the time. I want you to calm down, so we're going to take a look and see what's going on, okay?"
"Yeah," I say, moving to the table and pulling my pants off before sitting on it.
Tia sets some lubrication up before turning to me and smiling. "Okay, Bella, you will need to lie back and put your feet in the stirrups. This will not hurt, but I need to put this inside of you, okay?" I nod and grip the bed as she inserts the wand-looking thing into my vagina.
She makes some humming noises and finally stops moving. "There you go, Bella," she murmurs as she turns the screen around for me to see.
"You see that?" she asks as she points to the screen.
"Yes," I say while nodding. I frown looking at the almost bean-shaped blob. "What is it? Is that my cancer?" I ask and she frowns at me.
"No, Bella, that's your baby."
I look at her and then back to the screen feeling another sob work its way out of my mouth.
A/N: Well a lot of you already figured out what she would bring back from Vegas with her, so were are sure you're not too shocked about that ... but, what are your thoughts on the morning after? Some of you think Tanya is pushy, and she is a little, but she wants her friend to realize she's worthy of fun and happiness.