Chapter 11 The Couch

(BPOV)

The house was quiet a few weeks after Sam's birthday. I sat in the family room in the softest recliner in the house after everyone was in bed. I had come downstairs so I could rock William as I nursed him. I had just positioned the nursing cover over him so he could nurse when I heard the basement door open and close quietly. Rosalie hesitantly peeked into the room.

"Come on in, Rose," I softly called out to her.

With her hand on her lower back she waddled over to the corner of the couch nearest to William and me. She sighed as she relaxed back into the cushions. "All the books I've read say to get as much sleep as I can now because I won't be sleeping much after the baby's born; but I can't sleep for more than ten minutes at a time. No position is comfortable anymore and I keep tossing and turning and waking Emmett," she complained.

I gave her a sympathetic smile. "I think it's your body's way of preparing you for being up every couple of hours with a new baby," I replied as I nodded toward William.

Rosalie took the heel of her hand and pushed alongside her ribs and down against the side of her stomach. She was trying to get the baby to move from where he was most likely kicking her in the ribs. She was a couple of days away from her due date and getting more uncomfortable as each minute passed.

A single tear fell down her cheek. "What's wrong, Rose?" I questioned her.

"I want this baby so much and I can't wait to meet him; but I'm so scared. I didn't plan this, you know. Getting pregnant I mean; I was on the pill. I never would have done that to Emmett. I love him so much; but I'm worried I ruined his life," she said through her tears.

I reached out my free arm and grabbed her hand that was on the edge of the couch. "Rose, you didn't ruin his life. Emmett thinks you hung the stars and the moon; you're his whole world, you and the baby. And I know you didn't plan on getting pregnant. Condoms can break and pills can fail. I know that better than anyone. I also know how scary it is to have a baby at sixteen, or rather seventeen in your case, even if you have support. And you have so much support, Rose. We are all here for you and Emmett; we're your family, we love you," I told her as I squeezed her hand.

She sniffled and gave me a small smile. She curled up on the couch, shifting around until she was relatively comfortable and closed her eyes. I watched as her breathing started to even out and she whispered, "I love you too, Mom."

A few minutes later I moved William to my shoulder to burp and quietly stood up. I carefully draped a light blanket across Rosalie and brushed her hair off from her face. I sat back down to finish nursing William and thought back to how Edward and I had gotten pregnant the first time.

Edward and I danced all night at the Homecoming dance. Jane and Felix were at our side the whole time. We all piled into Felix's car after the dance and headed back to his house where we would be staying that night. Our parents knew where we would be; the four of us often spent the nights at each other's houses. His parents and brother were asleep when we got there so we all went to the basement rec room after changing into our pajamas.

Jane and I went to the cabinet next to the television and looked through the movies. We had watched all of them more times than we could count since the selection wasn't that big, but we found one to watch again. As we were looking at the movies, Edward and Felix were wrestling to see which couple would get the couch. Jane and I rolled our eyes as the couch was big enough for all of us.

"Ha! I win!" Edward exclaimed. He rolled off Felix and jumped up. He picked me up, carried me over to the couch, and dropped me on it. Then he stretched out over me, pinning me to the cushions. Before I could protest, he leaned down and kissed me.

I sighed and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lightly scratched my fingernails against his scalp. I moaned as his hips grinded into mine and bent my leg around the back of his. Edward had just started to push against the cushions with his hands to lift his chest off of mine when he fell hard on top of me.

"Oof!" I said as all the air in my lungs was squished out of me.

I heard Jane laughing and Edward and I both looked up at Felix who was holding a pillow and glaring at us. "Jane and I are in the room too, you know," he said indignantly.

Edward tipped his head toward Felix and replied, "I didn't realize you were voyeurs."

Felix hit him with the pillow again and said, "Keep it in your pants, Masen."

Jane took the pillow from Felix and added it to the pile of pillows and blankets on the floor where it looked like she was building a nest. She settled in the middle of the pillows and Felix pulled out a bottle of his parent's rum from behind the couch.

"What no glasses?" Jane asked him as he handed it to her. She opened the bottle and took a drink.

"They're upstairs in Mom's china hutch and I don't think I can sneak them out without waking her. I hid this bottle yesterday when I was home alone," he answered as he sat next to her and took a swig from the bottle.

He held the bottle out to me and Edward and we both shook our heads. One summer night we had tried some of every bottle from Felix's parents' collection. I was so hungover the next day that if my parents hadn't been out of town, I would have been grounded for months. Edward wasn't in much better shape and he spent the day with me recovering. I wasn't eager to repeat even a fraction of that hangover and it seemed like Edward felt the same way.

With his size, it wasn't surprising that his Felix's tolerance was high. After our summer experiment, he was up the next morning at seven to go to church with his parents and then spent the rest of the day at an amusement park. Jane reacted similarly to me but her older sister Heidi covered for her and her parents never found out.

Felix shrugged and passed the bottle back to Jane. Apparently she wasn't as worried as I was about drinking again. It didn't bother me if they wanted to drink.

I lay on my side on the couch and Edward settled behind me, spooning me, as we watched the movie. Edward's hand moved underneath the t-shirt I was wearing and he happily discovered that I had left my bra in my overnight bag. The movie played and so did Edward. He kissed the back of my neck as he rolled my nipples between his fingers. His hand eventually dragged down my stomach and dipped below the waistband of my pajama pants. He lazily rubbed in between my folds at first.

My head rolled back to rest on his shoulder instead of the couch pillow. His lips moved up and down my neck, occasionally pausing to nibble at my ear. He shifted a bit, as we were still on our sides facing the movie, and I felt his pajama pants covered erection rub against my butt. I reached behind me and snuck my hand into his pants so I could touch him as he moved against me. His fingers began to move faster, dipping in and out of me every now and then, but focusing mostly on rubbing me into a state of bliss. His fingers were magical; he should have been the pianist with his long, perfect fingers.

Edward's breathing started to pick up at the same time mine did. I was balancing on the edge of release when the movie ended and Jane jumped up from the floor.

"What should we watch next? Whoa, I think I need to pass out now," she exclaimed. Felix barely had time to react before Jane slumped down into his arms. He lifted her up into his arms and turned to us. We had removed our hands from each other and Felix seemed oblivious as to what we had been doing.

"I'm gonna take her up to my room. Mom won't be thrilled in the morning; but since I share a room with Demetri she won't care too much. She needs to be closer to the bathroom in case she gets sick. You guys can sleep down here like usual. Night," Felix said before he disappeared up the stairs.

The door had barely shut before Edward had rolled me onto my back and crawled on top of me. He tugged at my shirt and I pushed his pants down. I took off my pants as he jumped off the couch to find his bag. He fumbled through it until he found a condom. He handed it to me when he moved on top of me once again.

His mouth latched onto one of my breasts as his left hand found the other. His right hand went back between my legs and brought me right back to the edge of pleasure. I had reached down and was holding him as he moved against my leg.

"I want you," he said in a quiet, rough voice. I ripped open the wrapper and he leaned back so I could sit up a little to roll the condom on him. When I let go, he moved forward and slowly pushed himself into me. I lifted my head up to kiss him and I wrapped one arm around his back and my other hand went behind his neck. I pulled him down so his bare chest was touching mine as we moved together.

Sex was relatively new to us. We had waited until after my sixteenth birthday in August to have sex for the first time. It wasn't perfect; it hurt a bit and was over way too fast. We were on the floor of my parent's family room and they were sleeping upstairs. In Felix's basement after the Homecoming dance, it was perfect.

It wasn't just sex that night. We made love and it felt wonderful. As Edward moved above me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt every bit of his body against mine. It wasn't fast and frenzied; we took time and truly joined together. I plunged over that edge I had been teetering on during the movie taking Edward with me.

We remained wrapped together as our hearts stopped racing. We continued to enjoy lazy kisses and soft touches. Eventually we separated and Edward gathered his clothes and went upstairs to get cleaned up as I got dressed.

A minute after he left, he came back downstairs looking scared. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm so sorry, Bella. The condom broke," he replied as he sat down next to me on the couch.

I leaned over to him and kissed his cheek. "It's okay, Edward. Remember, I'm on the pill and the condom is just a backup. We'll be fine. I love you," I reassured him.

The pills I took were supposed to help me regulate my periods better and limit them to only four a year. When I missed my first period in January, we realized the pills had failed on Homecoming night too.

Rosalie continued to sleep on the family room couch. I returned to Edward in our room after I finished nursing William and when we returned to the family room the next time he awoke around four, she was still in the same position she had been in when we left. I was just finishing nursing him again when Rosalie woke up and grabbed her stomach. She sat up as quickly as she could and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later she stepped back into the room and looked shocked.

"I think my water broke when I went to the bathroom and I'm feeling some tightening. It doesn't really hurt yet. What should I do?" she asked me.

I patted William on the back and said, "Grab a towel, come back here and sit down. We'll time the tightening and go from there."

I closed my eyes and whispered to William, "You're probably going to be an uncle today."

Rosalie came back and together we timed her contractions. They were ten minutes apart. I had her call her doctor's office and her doctor told her to come in at nine o'clock unless the contractions were less than five minutes apart. I handed William to her and I went down to the basement to wake Emmett.

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my son. He was sleeping so peacefully and looked so young. He didn't look old enough for the changes that were going to take place in his life that day. I noticed the wedding band on his left hand and smiled wistfully. He really wasn't old enough for any of it; but that didn't change the fact that it was happening. Edward and I hadn't been ready or old enough either.

I reached out and brushed his hair off his forehead and said his name. He rolled on his back and opened his eyes. He blinked a few times and then turned to his right, toward the empty side of the bed. He sat up and asked, "Where's Rosie, is she okay?"

I nodded and said, "Rosalie's fine. She couldn't sleep so she came upstairs hours ago. She fell asleep on the couch and a few minutes ago her water broke." I wasn't able to tell him anything else before he jumped out of bed and ran up the stairs as fast as he could.

I joined them in the family room and took a sleeping William from Rosalie and said, "I'm going to get a little more sleep. Emmett, her contractions are at ten minutes apart now; wake me up if they get to six minutes. Good luck and try to relax."

I crawled back into bed with Edward and he woke up and asked if everything was alright. I told him about Rosalie and he tried to get up to help. I pulled him back into the bed and said, "Let them do this. Let Emmett take care of his family just like you took care of yours."

Edward kissed my forehead and sighed, "I never realized how hard it was for your parents to sit back and let us do everything, even when we probably did it all wrong."

I kissed his cheek and we both settled down under the covers. "Emmett, Esmeralda, Mary, Samuel, Paul, Jacob, Susan, and William. We did eight things right," I declared seconds before I fell asleep.


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