3. Mistake
I leaned miserably against Edward, having just arrived back from the bathroom. I'd had a conference with the white round one that hadn't gone so well.
"I feel awful," I groaned. My head was spinning, my stomach was cramping up and I'd thrown up to many times to count in the past week.
Edward rubbed my back comfortably. "I'm sure you'll feel better soon," he said. "Carlisle's going to give you a check up when he gets home tonight. Until them, you should rest."
I laid back onto the bed, my head still spinning. "My head is spinning, Edward," I whimpered. "My stomach hurts and my forhead aches, too. Make it stop."
Edward laid next to me and pulled me to his chest. "I'm sorry, love," he whispered. "There is nothing I can do."
I moaned as another wave of nausea threatened to appear. Some how, I managed to keep it down.
This had ben going on sense a few days after I'd spent the night at Jacob's. I wished it would just end. It sucked so much. I eventually drifted into a dreamlike state. And I dreamed.
I saw several pictures. Me, with jacob. Carlise was next, holding a small bundle. Then I saw jacob again, next to a small child.
Everything seemed to swarm around me in a confusing tangle of mess.
Someone was calling my name. 'Bella!' 'Bella!'
Wake up. Wake up.
I sat straight up. Everything was shaking. Earthquake! I thought. But only Edward was there, shaking me. "Bella, you've been crying in your sleep," he whispered. I frowned. Had I?
"Really?"
"Hysterically! We heard you from downstairs."
"We?" I repeated.
"They're home now. You've slept forever."
I yawned. "Had I-" I choked off and ran for the bathroom. Edward gently rubbed my back as I met it full on. Then he hugged me gently.
"Carlisle said he'll check you as soon as you're ready. Do you want to have a checkup now?" he asked softly.
I nodded. "Anything to make me feel better," I groaned.
Edward carried me to our bed and placed me on my pillow. Then he opened the door and let Carlisle in.
I stared miserably at my father-in-law. "Carlisle I fell terrible!"
He smiled and patted my arm. "Tell me everything," he murmmered.
I told him all about my cramps, the vomitting and headaches. Lately, I just felt plan wrong.
Carlisle nodded. He took my temperature, felt under my throat and listened to my breathing and heart. He took a blood test and other tests. When the results for the blood test came in, he sucked in a breath.
"WHAT?!" exploded Edward, who had been standing against the wall silently until now. "SHE'S WHAT??"
Carlise shook his head sighing. I froze. "What?" I choked out. "What's wrong with me?"
Edward closed his eyes and massaged his temples. "The monitor is wrong," he said in a deadly cool voice. "It miss-read something. It's nothing."
"Edward!" Carlisle said sharply. "I don't know if it's wrong or not. Either way we have to tell her."
"Tell me what?!" I cried. "Tell me what's going on now. "
Edward sat down next to me and sighed. "The thing said you were…" he took a deep breath. "You were…were…pregnant," he said finally. I froze. It can't be…
Edward rubbed my back gently. "I'm sure it's a false thing. Let's ask Alice."
Alice bounded into the room. "Nothing. Zip. Zero. Nadda," she annouced. "I can't see anything!"
I managed to nodd. Of course she couldn't. The child would have a little of him in it. "I.." I said hoarsly. "I need to be alone for a while."
Carlisle nodded. "Of course Bella. We'll see you soon."
I bounded down the stairs. Edward grabbed me. "Bella, are you hiding something?" he murmmered in my ear. I shook my head.
"No," I said, yanking my arm from his grasp. "I'll be back soon." With that, I ran out of the house and into my car.
I sped down the road towards La Push.
