So sorry I've been away for so long but I'm back with a pretty exciting chapter. Thank you for all of your reviews and messages it really means a lot to me that you all care and really like this story. I really do like getting messages and reviews and any suggestions that you guys might have. This one is in Rose's point of view.
"Are you sure you don't want to go out and grab a deer or two real quick? You look pretty pale, sweetheart." Esme said with concern as she picked my veil up from the chair next to her. "She always looks pale, grandma." Kate said, before spraying some more hairspray on my curls. "I meant paler than usual, dear." She replied, walking to stand behind Kate and smiling at me through the mirror.
I gave her a thankful smile and carefully shook my head. "I feel just fine. I promise." I replied, resisting the urge to lick my lips as I took in the sight of myself in the mirror. Alice outdid herself this time around. My makeup was soft and natural, just enough to highlight my beauty without being overpowering. The soft curls that Kate had just pinned up added to the simple, classic look Alice had been stressing since the beginning. Emma was going to love this.
"Looks like I made another masterpiece." Alice said, proudly as she walked into the room. She beamed at me with a proud look on her face and in her eyes as she stepped up behind Kate and Esme to inspect her work. "But I have to admit Emma helped me out a little bit. She's the one that suggested the curls. I'm pretty sure she likes it when your hair is curly." Alice said to me, winking. "Can you check on Carlisle for me? I sent Bella to do it since I was busy with Leah and the pack, but I bet Edward pulled her away for some alone time." Alice asked Esme, smiling when Esme left with a smile and nod.
"I thought all the guys were getting ready with Mom and Emma." Kate said, confused at Alice's words. "They were. Speaking of your sister, can you go check on her for me? Your Mom and I got…distracted." Alice said to Kate, a teasing smirk firmly in place as her youngest daughter shuddered and walked out of the room muttering about boundaries.
"I hope to hell that you weren't serious about you and Leah." I said when she turned her attention back to me. "I know we're bad, but we're not that bad." She laughed, shaking her head at me. Her smiling face turned serious as she met my eyes in the mirror. "I just want to talk to you one on one for a little bit before the wedding about some things." She said as she placed her hands on my shoulders.
Alice gave me a sincere smile and squeezed my shoulder gently. "I want you to know that I'm proud of you for coming back. I know that you must have been nervous as hell. You probably were scared out of your mind about what Leah and I might do to you also." She said with a small smirk and slight wink. Alice leaned forward a little and her face grew serious again. "That being said, if you ever leave or hurt my daughter again, I will make Leah seem like a well trained puppy. Do you understand me?" She said, her hands tightening on my shoulders to the point where it started to hurt a little bit before she straightened up into a fully standing position.
I turn and look up at her and slowly nod my head, not really sure what to say back to her. There are very few times where she is seriously intimidating and it truly is a frightening sight and experience. Alice smiled and lightly pecked my forehead. "Leah isn't the only intimidating parent around here." She said, her tone amused and smirk smug. I quietly laughed and nodded my head in agreement. We both turned to the door when we heard the piano that was placed next to the aisle for Edward start to play.
"Well, I better get out there. You're about to get married and I need to go make sure Leah isn't freaking out about our daughter getting married. I'll make sure Emmett is on his way to walk you down the aisle." Alice said, a content smile on her face before she turned back to me. She looked down at me with concern as my body started to tremble a little. "Are you alright?" She asked, gripping my shoulders.
I drew in a couple of deep breaths and slowly let them out. Trying to force myself into a convincing and sincere state. I hadn't been feeling like myself since late after Emma left with the guys last night. I gave Alice a bright smile and an encouraging nod. "Go ahead. We can't have the perfect wedding without the best wedding planner ever." I said, giving her a slight push towards the door. "You're right about that. I am the best." She said smugly, before making her way through the door.
I let the smile slide off my face once the door closed and slowly stood up and walked to the full length mirror next to the closet. I stared at my reflect and tried to ease my anxiety. I'm just nervous, there's nothing wrong with me. I shouldn't feel this off balance though, I shouldn't feel like my body is suddenly different from last night.
I slowly backed up to the bed and sat down on the edge. If I was still human my heart would be racing and my tightly clenched fists would be damp with my sweat as a thought hit me. I shake my head and dart over to the floor length mirror in the corner of the room and stare at my reflection as intensely as possible. The urge to rip the dress off overwhelms me but I ignore it in order to stare at myself and wish that I'm wrong about everything.
I continue to stare as I slowly slide my palm across my stomach, my eyes not focusing on any particular feature as I try to calm myself down. "I'm just being paranoid and delusional." I whisper to myself as my eyes slide close. I stand there for a few more minutes until I can my entire body relax and my mind stop racing.
Just as a blissful smile slides across my face I feel it. My eyes shoot open and my body tenses as I feel it again only slightly harder. I swallow hard and my eyes zero in on the palm I still have resting against my stomach as I start to slowly move it in a comforting, circular pattern. Just as I make a second complete circle another tiny nudge is felt against my palm.
"Holy shit, I'm pregnant."
I back up until I'm able to bump into something and I automatically sit down on whatever it is. I stare off, not focusing on anything in the room and try to wrap my mind around this. I'm pregnant. I let out a little, shaky laugh, because of course Emma and I would be the ones to conceive a child literally right before we get married. That's when it hits me.
I'm not just pregnant with my child but also with Emma's child. Emma who is a twin so it could be possible that I'm carrying twins. I smile at the thought and unconsciously rub my stomach soothingly. The nudge I feel at the contact makes my smile grow wider. Emma and I are going to be parents to a little one or two.
My smile starts to fall and I can feel my shoulders slump a little. Emma said that she wanted to wait a little while before having kids. Would she adjust and be okay with having a family right now? I put my head in my hands and start to rub my temples a little bit, trying to figure out what to do, what would be best for everyone.
The thought of staying makes me feel a little uneasy. Emma could warm up to the fact that we're going to have a family and everything would be perfectly fine. The rest of the family would be thrilled and excited for us. Everything would be perfect. But things like that only happen in a perfect world and we don't live in a perfect world. In a perfect world Royce would have just turned around and gone home.
I let out a sigh as I think of what could possibly happen. I don't want to leave but it seems like a better option. As I move to pack everything I could get my hands on I try to ignore the longing in me that's begging to stay. I'm honestly happy with every fiber of my being for the first time in my existence. I push that thought aside as I finish packing everything that I think might be necessary.
Just as I rest my hand on the handle of the back door I stop and think of Emma. She'll be crushed by this. Everyone knows that she wouldn't be able to handle me leaving her twice, both times without a goodbye. If she ever found out about me being pregnant with our child while I left, she'll die. That thought keeps me rooted in place and unwilling to move.
I could come back with our child or children in a year or two, but there's a high chance that they'll be like her. Accelerated growth and maturity. I could be taking away her right to be a part of every single stage of their life. She wants kids. She's even said so herself and has daydreamed with me what our future children might look like. There's no doubt in my mind that she'd be an amazing mother.
Is leaving really the best option for everyone?
I look down at my stomach and return my hand to rest on top of it. "Do you think we should stay, little one?" I ask, my voice soft and hopeful as I softly rub. A soft nudge against my palm is the only answer I need.
So Alice's vision from earlier seems to have come true. You see at first I didn't plan to make this a cliffhanger but what I originally had planned for this chapter just didn't seem to flow right which is also why this is so short. Please don't kill me. But please do review.
