About Last Night

Part 10

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"What the hell are you doing here?!" I snapped.

"Glad you're awake," Edward said as he sat down on the chair by the edge of the bed.

"Get out," I snapped.

"I can't check up on you and make sure you're ok?" Edward asked.

"No!" I snapped.

"What happened to us?" Edward asked rushing toward the bed. "We were best friends when we were in college."

"You happened," I admitted. Edward looked at me with shock spread across his face. "We were friends; until you woke up in my bed and tried to ruin my life."

"Don't you dare try to put all of this on me," Edward said. "It takes two to tango."

"I'm not only blaming you, Edward. And you're right. It does take two to tango. I realized my mistake, and I'm willing to admit that. But that's all that it was; A mistake,"

"We're a mistake?"

"Of course we are a mistake!" I said. "I'm married!"

He threw his arms up in anticipation. "I can care less-"

"And that's exactly what I mean!" I snapped. "We can never be friends again because of that! How can you not care that I have a husband?"

"Because I love you!" Edward shouted. "Since we've met again after all of these years, my feelings have come rushing back. These past three months have been the best of my life, because of you.

"I got to look at you every day. Your smile lights up my world. Every day I watched you leave with another man, hug, and kiss on another man. I was miserable."

"Edward-"

"Bella, you mean so much to me, and I honestly can say; I will never leave you alone." Edward grabbed my hand, placing it on his. "I NEED YOU in my life."

Time seemed frozen. Edward just told me what I've been waiting for years to hear. I waited for the feelings to come rushing forward. The feelings I've been feeling for years. The emotions that resurfaced three months ago, but nothing happened.

Nothing.

I am completely and utterly over Edward Masen.

"Edward-" I started, but was interrupted when a knocked sounded on the door.

Both our eyes flew to the door. "Mrs. Black?" Slowly walked in a woman with a hospital coat on. It's the doctor.

"Yes,"

"Hi Mrs. Black, I'm Dr. Platt. I'm glad you're awake." She said.

"Hi," I said my eyes never leaving Edward.

"So how are you feeling?" she asked as she placed her index finger on my wrist veins checking my pulse.

"I'm good. Guess I was pretty exhausted." I said.

"I'll say," Dr. Platt said looking at Edward. "Are you Mr. Black?"

"No!" I quickly said causing Dr. Platt to look at me with a raised eyebrow. "He's just leaving," Edward looked at me with hurt oblivious in his eyes.

Quickly it vanished, and a smile spread across his face. "Very well," He said. "Hope you get better," He walked toward me before leaning down placing a small kiss on my cheek.

"Don't,"

"I'm never giving up,"

"You should," I said, my eyes never leaving his. He stood up straight before walking out the door. My eyes meet the skeptical eyes of Dr. Platt.

"So, where is Mr. Black, who brought you in?"

"Well," I started. "You see-"

Quickly, the room door flew open. There on the other end of the exit stood Jacob.

His eyes quickly darted across the room. Once our eyes met, a sigh of relief released his lips. "Jacob!" I gasped. My heart swelled with joy. Jacob still cares.

"What happened?" Jacob demanded, walking closer toward the hospital bed. His eyes roamed over my body as if looking for any bumps or bruises.

Dr. Platt looked at me as if asking permission to continue. I nodded. She turned back toward Jacob. "Her blood pressure is a little high at 129/80 along with her stress level."

Jacob's body stiffened before looking back at Dr. Platt. "Have a lot going on at home."

"So you're her husband?" Dr. Platt asked. Technically we are still married.

"Yes, ma'am I am," Jacob answered. A huge smile spread across my face. It felt good to hear Jacob say that.

"Well, I need for you to step out for one second." Dr. Platt told Jacob.

Instantly, my head snapped to look at Dr. Platt. Jacob looked at me with a confused expression on his face. He walked away front the bed, heading toward the door.

"Why does he have to leave?" I asked. Jacob turned to face me. "He's my husband, no need to make him leave."

"No, it's ok," Jacob says. "I'll be right outside the door."

I nodded as I watched him walk out of the door.

Once Jacob was out the room, she turned toward me.

"Now that he's out of the room, I want to ask are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine."

"Are you really okay?"

Her question confused me. Why does it sound like she is trying to say something else?

"What do you mean?" She slowly pointed at the bruises on my left arm. Just as I thought, Jacob's handprint spread across my upper arm. "Oh no, Dr. Platt; it's not what you think."

"Mrs. Black, I understand that you love your husband, but abuse is not tolerable. Abuse only get worse, not better."

"My husband is not abusing me."

"Look at your hand, Mrs. Black." I look down at my right hand. The bruise on my knuckles was very noticeable. I rolled my eyes before placing my hand under the covers.

"Mrs. Black, do you know we found a large amount of veterinary anesthesia in your bloodstream,"

"What?" The Fuck!

"Now Mrs. Black can you explain that to me?"

I have no idea myself...

"Mrs. Black, I'm only thinking about the well-being of both of your safety,"

"And I understand that Dr. Platt," I snapped. "But my husband is not abusing me. And I really don't appreciate you accusing my husband of abusing me. Now can you please go and tell him to come back inside."

"Bella I'm only-"

"Now please!" I snapped.

She nodded before opening the door to let Jacob back inside.

I don't understand how that is. How can I have any veterinary anesthesia in my bloodstream?

The tension in the room was very noticeable, but Jacob only looked at me confused.

I gave him a slight smile for turning back to Dr. Platt.

Instantly my heart dropped when I remembered her words.

"Dr. Platt?" I asked my heart pounding loudly.

"Yes?"

"What did you mean both of us?"

"Oh yeah, I guess congratulations are in order." She said giving me a huge smile.

OH GOD NO!

My eyes never left her face too scared to look at Jacob praying her next word aren't the two I think she's going to say.

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"You're pregnant."

Fuck My Life.

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Wow, Part 10 was pretty intense!

Part 11?

#ALN