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Chapter Twenty-Five

The Call and the Results

Bella's POV

That evening Jasper decided to hold a dinner…at our apartment but still he did all the cooking. Tiffany wanted to stay that night but Jasper—JASPER!—and then Emmett said no to her. She left in a huff, leaving Frances of course with us.

"He is so cute," Rosalie said, raising Frances over her head. "Oh you are a cutie, yes you are."

"I had never seen Rosalie like this," Alice said, smirking as she crossed her legs.

"Oh shut up," Rosalie said, rolling her eyes at Alice. "He is a cutie."

"Have you and Edward thought about what will happen if the results come back and he is the father?" Alice asked, looking at me now.

I shrugged. "If Edward is the father," I said, inhaling quickly, looking down at the coffee table in front of me, "we would be part of France's life. Even with Tiffany. We will fight for the custody of Frances."

"Thank god," Rosalie said.

"Of course, Tiffany will be still in our life but…not I our guest room I guess," I said, nodding.

"And if Edward isn't the father?" Alice asked, leaning forwards.

I bit my lip and looked at Frances. I bonded with Frances these past two weeks. In every way, I was more of a mother than Tiffany ever was to him.

"I will sue for custody for Frances on the fact that Frances was negligent of him," I said with a straight face. "He is more my child than he is Tiffany's."

Rosalie and Alice nodded. Just then Emmett came into the living room.

"Well I can officially say, a butter knife can do some damage," Emmett said, showing us his hand where a band-aid was placed, blood seeping through the cotton in the middle.

"I won't ask how you cut yourself," I said with a slight smile.

"Good, it deals with cleaning it," Emmett said, motioning for Rosalie to hand him Frances.

"Hey little guy, lets you and I hang out with the men while these females talk."

Alice stuck her tongue out at Emmett's back.

Dinner was ready within a hour and we sat at the small table in the kitchen.

"Jasper, you out did yourself again," I said, taking another bite of the chicken.

"I'm going to need a gym membership if I keep eating Jasper's wonderful food," Alice said, smirking at Jasper.

Jasper just smiled back at her.

I smiled and looked around the table. Emmett and Rosalie were talking in a whisper across from me and Edward. Edward was to my right and was feeding Frances from a bottle. Frances liked Edward feeding him in the afternoons. Frances definitely liked falling asleep listening to Edward play the piano in the living room. But he liked being feed in the morning by me.

I took another bite of chicken when the kitchen phone rang.

"I'll get it," Alice said, stand up beside me.

"Bella, I heard that they were allowing you and Alice back into the dorm," Rosalie said, smiling a sad smile.

"Yeah, we received a letter this afternoon," I said. "But I don't think I'm going to go back there."

I could see Edward smile from the corner of my eye.

"Okay thank you, we'll be right away," Alice whispered into the phone.

"Who was that on the phone, Alice?" Edward asked, looking up at Alice.

Alice put down the phone and looked at us. "That was the hospital, they got the DNA results."

My heart jumped into my throat.

"Well that's good right?" Rosalie said, smiling.

Alice shook her head. From the look in her eye and the way she keep standing there, I knew right away that something was up.

"What's the matter, Alice?" I said, standing.

"We need to hurry," Alice said, rushing past the table and towards the door.

"Why?" Edward said, standing as well.

Alice picked up her jacket and purse.

"You'll find out there, just hurry."

- - - - -

We hurried to the hospital. Alice rushed up down on the numerous halls, stopping one the guards at the door to tell the guard that we were expected. The guard let us in.

"Mr. Edward Cullen?" a gray haired man asked, raising his eyebrows at us.

"That's me," Edward said. "What's the matter?"

"My name is Dr. Phillip Carlson," he said, pulling an envelope out form his jacket. "I am the bear of bad news."

"Bad news?" I asked, grasping Frances closer to my chest.

"Is that Frances Johnson?"

"It is," I said, "why do you ask?"

"I will inform you in a moment but first the DNA results."

Dr. Carlson made a big deal about opening the envelop and then finally read:

"Edward Anthony Cullen is not the parental father of Frances Edward Johnson, the son of Tiffany Christian Johnson."

OH MY GOD! Edward turned to me and hugged me as the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not the father, I'm…not the…father," Edward whispered to me as tears gathered in my eyes.

"Where," I said, turning towards Dr. Carlson, "where is Tiffany?"

His face turned grave. He turned towards his left and motioned at something. Two gentlemen in white coats came out of the dark hallways, hidden from us, with a stretcher between them. Atop of the stretcher was a mess covered by a white sheet. My blood went cold at the sign. I knew that beneath it was a dead person. A dead person was always covered by a sheet. The gentlemen stopped before us, in between Dr. Carlson and us.

"Ms. Tiffany Johnson died at 7:28 form blood force trauma caused by head on accident with a tree. She was drunk at the time. She died at the sight. I must warn you."

And then Dr. Carlson lifted the white sheet and showed the pale face of Tiffany. I turned towards Edward and started to cry, carefully of Frances.

Well…now you know. Review please. I decided to bring in ONE more character. There will not be as much drama as Tiffany and Jacob brought, I'm promise though.

Anyways, review away. You guys need to review more than chapter 24. Love you guys!

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Nollie

PS- Not edited
PPS- Stop asking me about a sequel, I'm not writing one but I will write an epilogue so chill.