It Takes Two: Chapter 12
Emily sat with Sam by her side in the small administration office of her specialist's office. Why did they need to see them? Why were they acting so alarmingly odd?
A tall slender man with a slight receding hairline sat behind the desk where a brass name holder inform them his name was Peter Smith. Pretty ordinary name thought Emily. The man himself was rather ordinary looking too.
"Mr. and Mrs. Uley my name is Peter Smith. I am a representative of Dr. North's office." He stated very formal.
Sam and Emily nodded their head as they glance quickly at one another with a worried frown. Sam grab Emily's hand and squeezed it for support.
"I have a report here on my desk that states Dr. North's procedure was successful. You are safely at your third month of pregnancy." Peter Smith glance back and forth between the couple for a confirmation.
Both nodded their head and smile happily. Mr. Smith wanted to get sick. It was this sort of thing he hated the most about his job. He was about to throw a enormous monkey wrench in their happiness. He just pray that Mr. Uley did not attack him. The man had enormous biceps he noted. He knew he had a secret alarm button underneath his desk in case of emergency. He had never had to use it and prayed he never did.
"Yes." Emily agreed.
"Good. The reason I requested your presence here is because I'm afraid there was a mistake at the donor clinic. I fear that they made a mistake and we did not find it until after the procedure." Mr. Smith cough nervously as he sat up in his chair and clasp his hands on top of the desk.
He saw the way Mr. Uley's eye brows furrowed closely together.
"Mistake?" Emily's lower lip trembled as the happiness in her eyes began to fade away.
"Yes, we believe that when your anonymous donor left his contribution the clinic did not label it correctly. It seems that on the same day you had your procedure another young lady had it perform shortly after you. We are not sure if just the wrong label was placed on the container or if they had sent us the same donation in both containers." Mr. Smith spoke slowly letting it all sink in. He saw the alarm on Mrs. Uley's face while Mr. Uley just stared at the wall behind him. His face grew stern and quite red.
Mr. Smith place a hand underneath the desk slowly. He was starting to fear Mr. Uley.
"What exactly are you telling us?" Sam finally spoke as he stood up abruptly.
"Your wife could be pregnant with your private donor or she might have the other patients donor." Mr. Smith gulp hard as he felt the smooth button under the desk.
"What the hell!" Sam roared loudly.
Emily jump up and grab Sam's arm as she fought back the tears that were stinging the back of her eyes. It was all too much to think about.
"What are we suppose to do now?" Emily ask as she fought to remain calm. She knew if she lost it in the office Sam would go off on poor Mr. Smith. She reminded herself that he was just the messenger not the cause.
"We have to speak to the other patient. Then if you both agree we can take a test in your third trimester to check for the paternity of your baby." Mr. Smith replied nervously as he watch Sam's body convulsing. He was about to explode.
"Then what? What happens if I have her baby and she has mine?" Emily's voice rose as she squeeze Sam's hand tightly.
"Then we will have legal counsel here to help you and the other woman make that decision." Mr. Smith explained as he loosen his tie. He was starting to sweat from the nervousness.
"Okay. So in the meantime I am to go on planning this pregnancy as if nothing is wrong. You will contact us when you know more from the other patient." Emily ordered.
"Yes. I will definitely inform of you everything I know." Mr. Smith vowed.
"Okay. Thank you Mr. Smith." Emily yank hard on Sam's arm as she led him out of the office. She had to get some fresh air. She felt sick to her stomach. She felt like she was being closed in.
Once she knew Sam was safely out of the office she began to race to the front door of the building. She step out and let her head fall back as she suck in as much air as she could take.
She heard Sam cursing behind her just as she closed her eyes and let her body go limp as she went crashing to the ground. Sam cried out in alarm as he knelt beside her body. She had passed out.
"Baby, Emily….sweet Jesus." He weep as he held her in his arms.
After a few seconds went by he patted her face until she open her eyes looking at him with confusion.
"I think I had a bad dream." Emily whispered.
"NO. I'm afraid its impossible for us to both dream the same thing." Sam chuckled as he pulled her into his arms and held her so tightly against him. Emily began to weep like a baby. She hated her luck. Why did her happiness always have to cost her?
Jacob sat at his desk trying to design a new landscape for the upcoming hotel. He wanted to put in a good bid. He also wanted to show them something that was updated and yet a little over the edge. He wanted to try something new for a change. He had seen the blueprints for the hotel and new it was going to be very modern. So it needed landscape that match it.
He pick up his phone. She still had not called him. He was starting to grow worried about her. She had promised to go see the doctor today. She had gotten sick twice in two days. He knew she was hiding something from him. He could feel it in every fiber of his body. He had seen the way she tried to hold back from him when he question her health. He also notice how when they made love she seem to cry out when he touch her breast. He knew he was not putting too much physical pressure on her. She seem to be sore all over. Anytime he touch her she would cry out far louder than in the past.
Not that he didn't like it but he kept fearing he was hurting her somehow. He never wanted to hurt her. She had become so much more than a friend. He like her. He like the way she smiled, the way she cried at sappy movies, the way she suck down French fries covered in ketchup and most of all the way she look at him when she thought he was not looking. She was crazy about him and he knew it. Hell, he knew it because he was crazy about her. He could not remember the last time he had been this close to a female.
Grace. That was the last person who he had allowed his heart to open up too. She was the reason he had moved off of the reservation. She was attending college here and he got tired of driving a hour or two to see her every day. She had been the one to inspire him to take a few classes at the college where he found his calling. She had showed him a new world outside of the rez. He knew it had hurt his friends and family when he left to pursue her and his dreams.
Although his relationship had ended with Grace he did not regret the time they had shared or the experience he took from it. Grace was the sort of girl that a guy like him rarely got the opportunity to know. She was way out of his league. She was tall, slender, golden blonde hair with dark blue eyes. She was such a unique girl. She was all elegant one minute and then so down to earth the next. She had a spontaneous nature. It had brought him to his knees a few times. Other times it broke his heart. It was that very nature that had led her away from him.
She had help him with the interior design of the house he lived in now. It was one of the reasons he had begun building a new home. Sometimes he would find himself pleased with the house and other times he would see more of Grace in the house than himself. When he was on the back porch he saw his own work. When he laid in his bed he often saw her work. Her inner beauty. She had been so anxious to get it all designed she had put some of her own money into it. He had been furious when he discovered that she was using her trust fund money. She explained furiously that it was hers to use and if this was suppose to be her home too she had a right to use her own money. Eventually he had agreed. He never wanted her to think he could not provide for her.
He had just started his new business and all of his money was going into it. The irony of it all was that once they had finish picking every piece of furniture, every color of paint and every little detail possible she had decided to confess to him she was leaving the country. She was going to Europe to spend some time with her friends. He knew he would never see her again although she had pleaded to not look at it that way. Three months after her departure he received a skype with her explaining with eyes full of tears she had met someone new and was sorry she would not be returning to him.
The break up had devastated him. He had refused to let his heart ever get so involved again. It was then that he had let Grant guide him into the world of bars and a lot of other crazy things.
Now he was sitting at his desk worrying about another woman. A woman so unlike Grace. She was the exact opposite of Grace. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? He was not sure. He just knew that Bella was beautiful in her own way. She was also unique like Grace. She was so down to earth. She was very much a lady. He also knew she had a incredible sex thrive that match his. He smiled as he lifted his shirt to see the evidence of last night with Bella in the form of small scratches on the sides of his torso. She had been crazy and he liked it.
Exhaling out loud he turn his attention back on the computer in front of him as he tried to focus on his work. He still had a business to run and people who depended on him for their means of survival.
**The song in the second part is "Look at What you've done" by Jett**
Bella listen as the doctor explained that sometimes some women suffer more or less from "morning sickness" and that eventually it would pass. She also inform her they would be doing a ultra sound today. She had been so excited.
When the technician handed her a print out of her baby Bella felt her heart burst with joy. This alien looking thing was her baby. She felt tears stream down her face.
"Are you okay?" The technician ask with a knowing smile.
"Yeah. I am just so happy." Bella explained as she gulp hard trying to fight back the sobs of joy in her throat.
She got dressed and left with a prescription to help ease the nausea. She walk around in a daze. She would find herself staring at the small square black and white print out. She was going to frame it and put it on her desk at work she decided. It would be her first baby picture.
She found herself singing along with the radio as she drove back to her house. She had called in today. She knew her boss understood. She had tons of unused sick days piled up.
When she pulled into the driveway she saw Jacob Black leaning against his parked truck. She felt her blood boil. He was wearing a black polo shirt with his company logo on the left side. He wore a pair of dark denim with his brown work boots. She saw that he was wearing a concerned look. She found herself with this incredible urge to go and literally jump his bones right then and there. Her happiness was so overwhelming it was making her a lunatic.
She reach over to grab the picture when it hit her like a brick wall. She could not share this good news with Jacob. She could not let him know her heart was bursting with joy that she carried a small child inside of her womb. She could not share her desires of how she had long for a child of her own for so many years now. She could not confide in him how scared she was about raising this child alone. In fact until she told him of the mere existence of this child she would be force to hold this part of herself completely away from him. It sadden her deeply. She wanted to share this with him. She wanted him to be as excited as she was. Yet it was not his child. It was not his dream. It was hers. Hers alone. Just like she had intended it to be from the start. It hurt. It hurt so bad that she thought she would faint from the intense pain that soar through her heart.
She would have to tell him today. She had no other choice. She could not live a lie with a man whom she had so much respect and love for. Yes, love. She definitely felt love toward Jacob Black. Where or how far that love went she was not sure. She just knew that once he walked away her heart was going to explode in a million pieces. She would feel the earth shake and crumble beneath her when that moment came. It was approaching with every step he took closer to her. She exhaled deeply closed her eyes and then open them.
It is now or never Bella she whispered to herself as she got out of the park car.
Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove
Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems like such fun
Until you lose what you had won
Jacob walk up to her park car. When she first pull in she look pleased to see him. Then she sat there for a few minutes when he notice her expression turn to a grim look. He felt his heart leap out of his chest. What was wrong? Was she mad that he had showed up? Had he gone too fast for her? Surely not! He had spent the last two nights with her. Was that it?
Did she need her space? He hated having these doubts. He hated not knowing where he stood with this woman. He was going to tell her today that if they were going to have any type of relationship then they needed to be open with one another about how they were feeling and what they were thinking. This doubt thing was not a good thing for him. It made him sick to his stomach. He was use to be a very confident man. He knew what he wanted and he always got it.
With Bella he was always doubting his every move. He was going to put his foot down on the matter once and for all as he approached her. She slip out of the car and gave him a weak smile.
"We need to talk." She inform him.
Jacob felt the incredible surge of confidence suddenly deflated by those 4 words.
"Okay." He agreed as he took her bags and walk in with her.
Once they were inside of the house he spotted her nervousness as she chewed on the corner of her lip.
"Look Bella. I hope your doctor visit went fine." He decided to start the conversation.
"It did. I am fine." Bella agreed as she smile brightly at him.
"Good." Jacob exhaled with relief clearly on his face.
"I need you to sit down." Bella pointed toward the couch.
Jacob glance over at the couch and then back at her. The way her eyes pleaded with him to just do what she ask melted his defenses so he did as she ask.
"First let me explain a few things to you then you can talk." Bella place her hand up to stop him from saying anything else.
Jacob chuckled but nodded his head.
"When Edward and I broke up I was not too hurt by it. I mean I loved him but I understood that he did not want a commitment and children. I would never force that on anyone. I on the other hand knew what I wanted and I was not going to let anything or anyone stop me from getting it." Bella began as she clasp her hands in front of her. She stare straight into his eyes as she continued.
"I had this plan you see when I was in High School. I would attend college get a degree, then get a job with that degree. I would live independently for a few years before I would settle down with a great husband and a house with a picket fence. At the age of twenty-five I would have my first child and then later maybe two more." She gulp hard for air as she kept the momentum going. She knew if she stop she would break down in tears.
"So I found myself with a guy who did not want these things. So I decided to begin plan B. Plan B consisted of me having a baby by myself. I succeeded." Bella paused as she watch his eyes widen with shock as his eyes left her face and darted straight at her stomach.
Bella gulp hard as it began to sink into his head.
"Your pregnant." He cried out in awe. It was like a lighting bolt had hit him straight on top of the head. It all made sense to Jacob now. The sickness, falling asleep often, the sore breast and the incredible sex drive.
"Yes. I am three months along." Bella covered her stomach protectively from his eyes.
"Three months?" He frowned as he began to consider how long he had knew her.
Then it dawn on him. He had been with her for that long with a week or two more. Jacob covered his face with his hands as he contemplated the thought of him having a baby now. He could definitely financially afford it. He was also crazy about Bella. So it was really not that much of a crazy thing. In fact it was a blessing when he considered how much she wanted it too.
Jacob jump up from the couch heading toward Bella with his arms wide open when she block him from touching her. He look shocked and utterly confused.
"It's not yours." Bella mumbled.
"What?" Jacob lean in closer to hear what she was whispering while tears slid down her face.
"Its not yours Jacob." Bella said louder as she swallowed hard.
Jacob blink a few times as he felt the crushing pain of her felt like someone had just sucker punch him.
"What?" Jacob cried out in disbelief. He knew there had been no one else in her life since he entered it. So how could it not possibly be his?
"It happen a few days after our first night together. I went to a specialist and …." Bella choked on her words as she studied his face. He was so torn by her words. She look like she had just inform him that he was going to die in the next day or two. He was so blown away. She knew this was to be expected but it still hurt like hell.
"And what?" Jacob took a few steps back as he placed his hands behind his head glaring down at the floor.
"I was artificially inseminated by a sperm donor." Bella finally force the words out of her mouth.
Jacob's head pop up and he look so astonished. She thought he might hit her. She took a step backwards as she heard him growling.
"This is just fucking incredible Bella." Jacob cried out sarcastically.
"What?" Bella replied tersely.
"Karma hates me! I have to go. Sorry. I have to get out of here." Jacob stammered, hurt and confused. He could not stand there a moment longer while she look at him with such despair. He was the one who just got his heart ripped out not her. How dare her stand there looking like she was the only one who was hurting here.
He wanted no needed to hold her but then he thought of the lie. She had lied to him for months when had ask her repeatedly about her health. She purposely kept him in the dark.
"Jacob please!" Bella tried to reach out for him but he rush by so fast she nearly trip over her own two feet.
She heard the door slam a second later. Slipping down on her knees she covered her face as she sob so hard. Life was a strange thing, one second she was on top of the world and the next second she felt like she could just sink beneath the earth.
Give me back my point of view
'Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose
Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems like such fun
Until you lose what you had won
Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
Jacob jump inside of his pick up truck and shoved the keys into the ignition. He turn the vehicle on and drove away. His heart was hammering against his chest. His breathing was heavy. His head was chaotic. So many things were swirling around in his mind. His stomach ache. He felt almost sick. He stared down at his hands on the steering wheels they were shaking.
"Why?" Jacob shouted out as he slam his hand against the dashboard.
This makes no sense. I go off and share my sperm for a loving couple and my new girlfriend has gone out and pick up a random strangers sperm. What has this world come too? Why? Why is this happening to me? I mean sure for a moment I was totally freaking out at the thought of suddenly becoming a father but as it sank in I was truly excited. What the hell is wrong with me? I should be fucking relieved its not mine. It's not like biologically I don't have a kid already coming into this world. Of course I could never claim him or her but still it existed.
Shit! Shit! I hate my life. I know I hurt her by leaving like I did but what did she really expect me to do? Did she think I would jump up and down with balloons and party streamers congratulating her for getting the child she always wanted with a complete fucking stranger!
Jacob felt warm tears slide down his face. He knew he was being unfair to Bella. After all she had planned it and performed it before their friendship had grew into something more. Except she had known for at least two months now that she was pregnant. Two whole fucking months she could have exposed this dirty little secret to prevent him from growing so damn close to her. She could have prevented this day. She could have been honest with him.
It just didn't seem fair to him. He wanted so badly for her baby to be his. Why a stranger? He had no doubts she could have gotten knock up by anyone if she had wanted it bad enough. Then he thought of Sam and Emily. Was it fair that he had shared his sperm with them and hid it from any future potential girlfriends and wife? Would he have never spoke of the truth behind their child's existence with the woman he had plan on sharing the rest of his life with? Could he have?
He felt his heart slipping back into a normal beat as it occurred to him that he too was holding back on a deep dark secret. The only difference between his secret and hers it would never have cause harm to his relationship. He had not had an affair with Emily. He had not walked out on his child. He had given two people a miracle that they so richly deserved.
Apparently some stranger had done the same for Bella. He grip the steering wheel tightly. He hated the thought of another mans seed inside of her. She should be having his baby not a strangers!
Then it occur to him this was how Sam must have felt when he came to Jacob that day in the diner. It must have hurt him like hell to plead with another man to put a child in the womb of the woman he loved above everything else in life. It also prove just how much Sam loved Emily. He was willing to put his petty jealousy aside to give her the one thing that would truly make them a family. He sighed loudly.
He felt like such an ass. If Sam could be above it could he not? Couldn't he still stand by her side? Did her pregnancy truly change his feelings for her? Did it stop him from wanting to hold her in his arms? NO.
So Bella was going to have a baby and it was not his. A true friend would stand by her side in her hour of need.
Yeah, some fucking friend you are Jacob.
He check the lights. It was a green. He turn the truck around and headed back to Bella's house. He could not leave her like that. It was not fair to her. They would work this out. Wasn't he just saying to himself today that if they were going to make this relationship work they had to be honest with one another. Bella had finally spilt the beans. She was a few months late in doing so but he remembered all the rules and how she explain she was not prepared for a relationship at the time he pursued her. He had been the one who dogged her not the other way around.
How many times had she been tempted to tell him? He was sure it had been killing her not to reveal the truth to him. Maybe she was afraid of his reaction. Maybe she was afraid she would lose him.
Well, she had been right to fear it for the most part. He knew that the practical thing would be to run now while he had the chance. A more practical guy would see this as a perfect out of a relationship that would take more work to keep it together.
He laugh out loud. No, he was not a practical guy. He was more of the glutton for punishment type. He pulled into her driveway and counted to ten before he slip out and ran to her door. He stood there staring at it.
Was this the right decision? Was he thinking rationally? Could he possibly be the friend she needed? Could he let go of his own jealousy and insecurities to help Bella through the next few months and hell who knew how long? Could he be man enough to love her regardless of what stood between them?
It hit him hard. LOVE. Yes, he was definitely falling in love with Bella. That was why it hurt like hell to know she had hid something so important from him. It was why he felt this excruciating green eye monster engulfing him. He would walk in there and tell her that if they were going to make this work she would have to be completely honest with him from this point on.
Should he tell her about Emily and Sam? Should he tell her about the irony of the situation? Would she believe him? Would she care? Would it be important to her? Then he recalled the privacy he had promise to honor with the Uleys about their baby. No, he could not tell her now. Maybe later if things grew more serious between them then he would have the right to reveal a secret that was not his alone to expose.
**** So what do you guys think? Did he make the right choice? If you want to know what happens next let me hear you roar!xoxox August