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One Year in Heaven's Hell
Chapter Four, Jealousy
BPOV
"Bella," Edward growled, as I pulled away once again. This whole-six weeks without sex was starting to get the best of both of us. I had to remind myself that there were only two weeks left of our much hated abstinence.
"The doctor said I can't Edward," I sighed, wishing that I could just ignore the doctor. But for my little family's sake I would wait until the doctor said it was okay. Edward leaned toward me and started that tempting kissing once again. Why did he have to be so damn irresistible?
We were interrupted by an angel's scream. Oren felt the need to intrude on our intimate moments. "I'll get him," Edward murmured, as he removed himself from me and rolled off the bed. I could tell he was starting to feel neglected and I needed to make things up to him soon. Edward walked into the room, gently bouncing Oren in his arms. "He's hungry, mommy," Edward smiled. I patted the bed next to me and he sat down and handed me Oren. I started keeping that curved nursing pillow, called a boppy, next to the bed so Edward wouldn't have to search for it every time.
"Edward, do you think Emmett and Rosalie would mind watching Oren for a few hours so we could have some alone time?" I asked. Edward's whole face lit up at the thought of time for just us. We tried to get as much as possible when Oren was asleep, but I usually fell asleep with him.
"I thought you would never ask," Edward smoldered, before getting cut off by his phone. "Speak of the devil," Edward murmured. There was a pause before he spoke again, turning back around to face me. "Emmett is forcing me to leave the room. I'll be back in a minute."
Edward had been gone for quite awhile so I started to get up to find him. When I was in front of Oren's room Edward grabbed my shoulder gently but strong enough to stop me.
"What's going on Edward?" I asked.
"Bella, I need you two to pack an overnight bag," Edward instructed with a serious tone. He had just gotten off the phone with Emmett and looked upset.
"Would you mind telling me why?" I asked, trying to keep Oren quite as he fussed in my arms.
"It's Rosalie," Edward sighed, as he dropped his head into his hands. "Emmett is calling in reinforcements."
"Is she that moody?"
"No, Bella. She lost the baby, or rather lost the cells that grew imitating a pregnancy." My jaw dropped and I started breathing heavily. This was really, really bad! "Call Alice," Edward instructed.
I ran to our room and started throwing clothes into a bag. I know how I felt when I thought I had lost the baby; no woman should ever have to go through that. I grabbed my phone and dialed Alice as I ran to get our toiletry bag from the bathroom.
"What's up Bella?" Alice asked when she answered her phone.
"Get a bag and get to Emmett and Rosalie's as fast as you can." I stuffed everything in the bag and tugged the zipper shut.
"Why? Are we having a slumber party? You guys need to pick better timing because I have an evening class starting in two hours," Alice chirped. I flung the bag out into the living room and went to Oren's room. Edward already had Oren's bag packed.
"Honestly, Alice. Do I sound like I am going to a slumber party? Get a bag. Emmett needs help with Rose," I instructed. I grabbed some containers of milk out of the freezer, in case Edward needed to feed Oren, and put them in a small cooler along with an ice pack and a bottle.
"Are you going to tell me what's going on?" Alice was starting to sound as upset as I was.
"There was a problem with Rosalie's pregnancy. Now go get your stuff and drive!" I yelled into the phone before hanging up. Edward came into the room with a bundled Oren in his arms. If it was cold now, I had no idea how bad it was going to be in the winter. This September was already cold.
"Did you get our bag packed?" Edward asked in a hurry.
"Yes. Are you sure you have all of Oren's things?"
"Absolutely," Edward said, before handing me Oren and grabbing all of the bags. We started down the hallway to the elevator and rode it down to the parking garage. We strapped Oren and ourselves in and were on our way. Luckily, it was only a forty-five minute drive to Emmett and Rosalie's house.
When we pulled into the driveway, Emmett came running out of the house and swung Edward's door open. Emmett stuck his finger right in Edward's face. "Don't you dare bring Oren into the house. It's hard enough for her as it is and, if she sees him, I will not be responsible for a baby snatching or for objects being thrown at your head!"
"We aren't leaving him in the car, Emmett!" Edward fumed, as he stepped out of the car.
"Calm down, baby brother. The ladies are going to spend time with Rose and I need you to help me calm down. As much as I hate to admit it, I really need you, little brother." Emmett was almost in tears when he said that. It was such a strange sight but a completely justified one.
"So what are we going to do with Oren?" I asked.
"He is coming with us and you are going in there," Emmett said in a firm voice.
"I need to feed Oren before you three take off," I said, as I slid into the back of the car next to Oren's car seat. Edward stuck his head in the car to look at my face. He knew it would be the first time I'd been away from Oren for more than two hours and quite frankly it scared me.
"Are you okay with this, Bella?" Edward asked. I diverted my eyes away from him, hoping they wouldn't show my anxiety.
"I'm fine, Edward. You need to distract your brother for awhile and I need to help Rose. I understand why we have to do this," I said with fake confidence. I didn't know if I could get through the next few hours, but I had to try for Rosalie's sake.
"We don't have to do anything, Bella. They can survive without us."
"I couldn't live with myself if I didn't try to at least help," I sighed. I started to feed Oren and was relived when he started eating. The way I had explained it to Edward was that my chest was like a full bladder when Oren hadn't eaten in awhile. Edward smiled seeing me feed Oren while Emmett decided to cover his eyes while talking to us.
"Bella, you need to get in there," Emmett groaned.
"Fine." I pulled away from Oren, who immediately started crying. "Have fun, boys," I said sarcastically, as I grabbed my beloved breast pump. I kissed Oren's forehead and hoped that we could deal with being apart for a few hours, hopefully not overnight. "The milk is in the cooler, Edward," I yelled at them from the doorway.
"Wait a minute, Bella," Edward smiled as he ran toward me. "You forgot something," he whispered before kissing me. The way his lips moved should be illegal; there was no way that something that good, could be legal.
"I love you," I whispered against his lips.
"I love you, too, my sweet, sexy, lovely, amazing Bella," Edward whispered back. I turned and walked into the house, already missing Oren and Edward. Rosalie was on the couch lying down with a box of Kleenex. She was a mess but I couldn't blame her. I couldn't even imagine how she felt right now.
"How are you, Rosalie?" I whispered, walking toward her. She merely grunted—wait, Rosalie grunted? That was odd.
"Never mind. I have a pretty good idea of how you are," I said, sitting down next to her.
"You don't know a damn thing," Rose hissed at me. "You have your baby."
"A baby I very nearly lost."
"Nearly being the key word," she spat.
"Look, I know you're hurt and angry. And if you really don't want me here, I can leave. But I have to tell you, you're only going to make it worse if you push Emmett and everyone else away."
"I'm not trying to push him away, but he doesn't understand," she said, her voice cracking at the end.
"He can't unless you find a way to explain it to him. Guys don't know what it's like to have a life growing inside of you. And they especially don't get what it is to lose it. For them, it doesn't become real until the baby is out and they're holding it. For women, for you and me, it's real from the first moment that pregnancy stick shows us a smiley face."
"Ah, but I was never pregnant. It was only abnormal cells," she said sarcastically.
"That's bullshit, Rosalie, and you know it. You had every single symptom that comes with being pregnant. Just because it didn't grow like it should have, doesn't negate that fact."
"How do you know it didn't grow just like it was supposed to?" Rose whispered, refusing to meet my eyes.
"Because if it had, you would still be pregnant right now. You and I may not always get along, but that doesn't mean that I don't recognize a great potential mother when I see one. It's this extra sense that you get when you reach your fifth month. Want to know what type of mother Alice will be?"
"I do, I do!" Alice chirped, as she bustled into the room with two big bags.
"How long are you planning on staying?" I chuckled, pointing at her bags.
"As long as it takes to get Rosalie back on her feet," Alice replied with a serious look on her face. "So tell us what kind of mother I will be."
"You, Alice, will be the perfect mother to a little girl. You will put her in dresses and never let her leave the house without her hair styled. Even her play-clothing will be designer. And when she gets to an age when she starts to take notice of boys, you will be her confident and personal stylist, teaching her all the best tricks to use when flirting with the boys. You will also impart your shopping addiction to her, whether she wants it or not."
"That sounds just like your crazy ass, Alice," Rosalie snorted.
"Do Rose now!" Alice demanded.
"Okay. Rose will be a great mother to a boy or a girl. With a girl, she'll teach her how to handle herself and how to never take crap from any man, including her giant of a father. You will teach her to enjoy the finer things in life and to never think she's not worthy of someone or something. With a boy, you'll teach him how to spot a whore from a mile away. You will also set one amazingly high standard for any girl looking to have a future with him," I told them.
"So which month of pregnancy turns you into the Dali Lama, because I think I want to avoid that one," Rose joked, sniffling as she sat up. "Do you know what the worst part of all this is?"
"Let's see…The looks of pity from the doctors and nurses? The one from Emmett? The way he's not sure if he should touch you or not?" I guessed, remembering clearly how it had been when I had nearly lost Oren.
"Esme lost a baby once," Alice said softly. "She told me about it when she gave me the sex talk in high school. She said she wanted me to understand a consequence of sex could be a baby, and that as hard as it would be to raise a healthy baby, it would be even harder to lose one. She said you never get over the loss, but you do get to a point where you can move forward." Alice paused for a second before returning to her normal chipper self. "If she hadn't learned to move forward, you two wouldn't have me as your most favorite friend."
"And don't let anyone push you to move forward, especially Emmett. When you're ready, you'll know it," I cautioned Rosalie. "It might take days or a few weeks. Just don't let this loss eat you up and make you bitter. You are going to be a great mom, Rosalie. Don't give up on that."
"I appreciate what you're saying, even you, Bella," Rosalie stated, lifting her head high, "but I really don't want to talk about this anymore."
"So, what do you want to talk about?" Alice asked.
"Did you see the face Elizabeth made when Edward and Emmett announced their news?" Rose chuckled. "I thought she was going to pop a blood vessel in her head, right then and there."
"The boys take a perverse amount of pleasure from pushing her buttons," I commented. "Edward practically lives to shock her."
Author's Note;
Seriously, thank My-Bella. I had half of this done and got stuck. She is an amazing friend and helped me so you could all read this. The other reason this is late is because there was more hospital trips in my family. Both of my nephews went to the emergency room. One was admitted and had to stay two nights. I was out of town and things got crazy. Please let this one slide I have already written part of the next chapter. The entire cookie league pitched in on this one. E. C. Cullen beta-ed, My-Bella rocked wording, and Angelic Messenger17 helped me with ideas!
Thank you,
Hellopants
P.S. honestly this almost got cut!
