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Chapter Thirteen

Broken Wing

December 16, 2006

I woke up this morning remembering a dream I've been having for the past two nights. I was in water unable to breathe, I always felt like there was something holding me underwater. The detail of the dream were fuzzy, I didn't mind too much, I had worst matters to deal with today. I rolled over and closed my eyes again. Today is Saturday. Yep, today I would break my parent's hearts. I loathed being me today.

I'd been staying at Edward's all week. Rose was all too willing to cover for me. Thankfully my parent's didn't give me too much grief about it. Edward and I spent hours after school reading online about what to expect through out our next nine months. The morning sickness I've read about was in fact all day sickness. We called a doctor and found out that we could see her next week for our first prenatal check up. I would be lying if I said I wasn't a nervous wreck. I read revolting stories about stretch marks, leaking breasts, swollen ankles, and those are the lighter issues. I don't think I'll ever get use to the idea in a few months I won't be able to see my toes.

Knock Knock

Edward peeked in the door to see if I were awake. I popped my head up and slightly smiled at him. He came and laid down beside me, pulling me closer to him so I could lay my head on his chest.

"Hungry?" he asked me as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"I'm starving, but the sound of food makes me nauseous." I answered to him honestly. I tried to keep a normal diet. I didn't want to give away anything before we told our families. I hadn't even told Rose yet. I swore Emmett to secrecy.

"Try a little bit for me please." I looked up at him. He was giving me his puppy dog eyes. I let out a sigh knowing he won. Those damn green eyes. I shook my head yes and he rolled out from under me and walked out of the room. I had rolled onto my back thinking I was going to have some time to breathe the clean, unscented air. But Edward carried in a tray of food that he had placed in the hallway. The aroma of waffles and strawberries filled the air. As the smell hit me, my stomach started to twist. I shot up out of bed, covered my mouth with my hand and ran to the bathroom, nearly knocking Edward and the food over. I turned on the water to the sink to cover some of the sound of me getting sick and dry heaved into the toilet. Edward walked in behind me and then placed a cold wash cloth around the back of my neck. It helped make the hot flash subside.

I returned to my room after rinsing my mouth out. The food all though cold now, did seem very appealing. After three bites, I couldn't eat the food fast enough. Now after an hour it has still remained in my stomach. I was never so grateful of something as small as not throwing up food. I will never understand how girls made them selves get sick to be skinny. Edward went upstairs to take his shower, and I was in the bathroom about to take mine. I had just called my parent's and told them to come over to Edward's for lunch. They would be here at noon. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my figure. I just couldn't picture it, me pregnant. I smiled and ran my hand over my lower abdomen. I turned on the hot water to the shower and step inside. The water help release the tension I'd been carrying in my shoulders for the entire morning. I began to remember more of my dream. I remembered I was at a pool and had jumped in to swim with Edward. I had done two laps when Edward disappeared and something pulled me under water. Flashes of blank eyes popped into my head. After that I woke up. I shuddered and turned off the water.

I wrapped myself with a towel and went over to the mirror and wiped away the steam. I turned on the water to brush my teeth and looked up. I jumped back and held in a scream. They were back. The women were reaching their hands out to me through the mirror. They didn't seem as solid, more like ghosts, more see through.

"I cast you out" I said quietly but firmly. I repeated it and looked in the figures, after every chant they faded more and more until they disappeared. I smiled at my success and continued to brush my teeth. After rinsing my mouth with mouth wash, I looked back at the mirror, written all over in different sizes was the word run. I opened the door and ran right into Emmett.

"Whoa" he stopped me from running "where's the fire? Everything okay?"

"Yeah sorry" I looked down, I was still in a towel. I felt the blush color take over my face. "I just need to lie down." I turned and walked into the guest room I'd been staying in.

I put the towel over the foot board, and went through the clothes I had brought over; I put on some jeans and a sweater. I still had plenty of time to sulk in misery before my parents showed up. I touched the necklace from Mara and wondered why I had begun to see the ghosts again. It had been a full week of peacefulness and now their back. I sat on the bed and brushed out my long brown hair. Time alone was never good. Usually I would psycho analyze everything that was happening in my life. Right now it was just too much to think about. I looked over at the clock, ugh only two hours before they showed up. I couldn't stand to be in the room alone anymore so I headed out toward the kitchen. I heard voices coming from inside and stopped to listen.

"Yeah she looked really freaked out man. I don't know why. She was still dripping wet, still had her towel on." Emmett was explaining to Edward our mishap after my shower. Great, now he was going to ask me about it. What was I going to tell him? The mother of his baby sees ghosts? I'm sure that will go over really well in therapy.

"Christ why didn't you find me sooner." Edward stormed toward the direction where I stood, so I made my presents known.
"Hey guys" I said sounded like I hadn't heard anything. Maybe if I act like I'm perfectly fine he'll lay off the massive amounts of questions.

"Are you okay? Emmett told me you ran into him in the hall and you looked scared." He pulled into his arms and crushed me to his chest.

"I'm fine" I managed to get out "but you're squishing me." He loosened his grip on me. "I think I was just overwhelmed with today." That would work. It wasn't a lie. I was very overwhelmed with the duty of devastating the life of my parents.

"Promise me you're not hurt or anything?"

"Yes Edward, I promise we are fine." I placed his hand on my belly.

"Good morning" Esme walked into the kitchen still wearing her bathrobe. She danced over to the fridge and removed the coffee and danced over to the coffee pot.

"Someone got some" Emmett joked with Edward in a whisper.

"If you must know son, I get some often" Esme turned and laughed at Emmett.

"Mom that's gross, you have officially scared me for life" he walked up behind her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "If you're lucky I won't have to be on drugs for the rest of my life." I watched how they interacted; joking with each other, laughing. I felt tears of happiness begin to sting my eyes. Edward placed his hand on back and asked me if I were okay. I nodded yes. I was getting tired of being asked if I were "okay". Truth be told, no I was not okay. I was sixteen, pregnant, seeing ghosts, throwing up almost everything I consumed and crying for no apparent reason. None of which I categorize as okay.

"Aunt Esme, Bell's parents are going to be coming over for lunch. Bella invited them over; we wanted to talk to you and Uncle Carlisle as well." Edward smiled at her to make the news seem as if it were perfect normal for my parents to be coming to their house for lunch. Edward turned and led me back toward the stairs. We walked up to his room and I laid down on the bed burying my face in his pillow. He came and rested his hand on my back.

"I know your freaking out Bella. I'm just not sure why. I already told you, we have nothing to worry about. I'm going to take care of you and the baby. Do you not believe me?"

"I do believe you. It's not that. It's just" I looked up at him with tears in my eyes "I'm afraid of hurting my parents." That wasn't all I was afraid of. After this morning, I was sure the ghosts were back to haunt me.

"That's not all of it is it?" he asked as if he could read my mind.

"No, not really" I answered honestly.

"Does it have something to do with the matching necklaces you and Rose wear?" He picked up the charm and examined it, as it hung from my neck. "You know, I looked it up online. I wasn't sure if I was seeing the right thing, but looking at it closer, why are you wearing something for protection from evil?" He looked me dead in the eyes. I guess today was a day of confessions, so why not.

I went on to tell him everything aside from this morning. I didn't want him to worry about me or the baby more than he already did. He had a lot of questions. Most I couldn't answer. He accepted the news with more of an open mind than I expected. I shouldn't be surprised really, after all Edward was God's best creation.

Esme interrupted us as we were debating what and who the ghosts were.

"Edward, can I come in?" Esme always had such a soft voice.

"Sure" Edward gave me room so I could sit up. Esme walked in and sat down at the foot of his bed.

"Okay you two, what's going on?" she was very blunt and to the point, which took Edward by surprise. He looked at me and I nodded my head.

He took a deep breath and I copied, "Bella is pregnant" he answered as bluntly as Esme asked. I waited for the yelling. The verbal put down; the lecture that we are ruining our lives. What happen next was completely unexpected. Esme began to smile so wide that her grin quite literally went from ear to ear. Her face lit up and tears formed in her eyes.

"Oh that is so wonderful!" she grabbed Edward into a motherly hug. Than leaned over to extend the gesture to me. I was frozen by shock. Did I hear her right? I knew pregnancy had a lot of side effects but hearing things wasn't one I'd read about. "How far along are you?" She held on to my hands.

"I don't know" I answered in a monotone voice. I looked at Edward for help.

"She has her first appointment next week." Edward's voice was exactly like mine. Obviously her reaction shocked Edward as much as it did me.

"Oh yay a baby" Esme stood up and put her finger up to her lips as if she were thinking. "We need to get started" she turned and looked at me "let's go design a nursery." She leaned over Edward and grabbed my hand. Edward placed a quick kiss on my lips and Esme drug me out of the room.

"Is this why your parents are coming over, to tell them about the baby?" Esme continued to hold my hand as we walked down pass Emmett's room.

"Yeah we just found out a few days ago." I felt ashamed. "I'm sorry." I told Esme. I felt like I needed to apologize for mine and Edward's carelessness.

"Oh honey, never be sorry for being in love." She looked at me and sat me down on the top stair. "Here's what I'm thinking, Edward and you are completely in love. That much a blind man can see. I have never seen him so happy, and you seem to have a pretty good head on your shoulders. The only thing I ask is you and him both finish school and apply to the community college." She patted the back of my hand and stood up again. I stood beside her and then the door bell rang. Fear washed over me, I took in a deep breath and saw Edward walk out of his room. I looked at him then back to Esme.

"Don't worry. No matter what happens' Bella, you have a home here." Esme kissed the top of my head and walked down stairs to answer the door.

I started to feel light headed. The breakfast I'd been able to keep down all morning was threatening to come back up. My legs started to tremble and ringing in my ears instantly gave me a headache. I turned to see Edward rushing down the hall way toward me. It was like he was moving in slow motion. My balance started to become uneven and I started to sway from side to side. Just as I was about to fall backward, I felt Edward's arm wrap around my body and he held me to his.

"Bella" I heard his voice call my name but I couldn't respond. Downstairs I also heard the voice of my Mother greeting Esme. I stared at Edward and with in seconds I was running to the bathroom. The acid in my stomach burned my throat, hot flashes ripped through my body and I gave my breakfast to the porcelain God. Naturally Edward waited for me. As I was washing my face and rinsing out my mouth, he ran his hand over my back and kissed the top of my head.

"I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better." Edward voice was depressed and ashamed.

"Just help me through today, and I'll make you a good long list of penitence for you." I tried to joke with him.

My parents were seating in the living room with Esme and Carlisle. As soon as I saw them I wanted to break down again. I squeezed Edward's hand tighter and we walked in and sat on the love seat. Words really can not describe what you feel when you're about to shatter someone else's dream. Needless to say, it sucks.

"I'm pregnant" I blurted out. Instantly I saw the look of disappointment on my Dad's face. I dropped his head and shook it slightly side to side. He ran his fingers though his hair and tilted his head toward my Mother. She had more of shocked look on her face. One that said I did not just hear that. A few seconds later she grabbed my Dad's hand and tears started streaming down her face. Carlisle had the same reaction as Esme, he was smiling. He reached over and patted my hand then reached out and shook Edward's.

"So what are your plans guys? How do you expect to take care of a baby? You have no job, still in school. Christ you are only sixteen Bella! "My Dad stood up and paced around the room.

"I'll call Dr. Rhoads, she'll help you make an informed decision. " Mom stood up to stand next to my Dad, "Bella, you are not going to be a mother at the age of seventeen." She grabbed my Dad's hand and they walked out of the house, just as Sue was bringing the drinks to be served.

My heart was crushed. I knew they were going to try and make me get rid of my baby. I was torn like a rag doll in a pit bull fight. I stood up and swallowed my tears. I turned and faced Esme and Carlisle. "Can I stay here?" my voice sounded like a child's when they get into trouble. Esme and Carlisle both stood and Esme wrapped her arms around me. The tears I swallowed not one minute ago were now staining her shirt.

"Of course you can. We wouldn't have it any other way." She swayed me back and forth cooing me as I finally was calm enough to speak.

"Thank you." I whimpered. I didn't know what else to say. It didn't seem good enough, but it was all I had.