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Chapter Thirty Eight
"Darlin', I'm sure they'll understand if you need to cancel," Edward sighs as I step into a pair of black yoga pants.
"I'm going," I huff. "It's Halloween, babe. How can I not go?"
"Because you're due any day maybe." He grabs my shirt before I can. "I just want you to relax at my parents house. I'll go with the group and bring you back all the candy."
"There's no fun in that, Edward!" I laugh, snatching the black shirt from him and throwing it over my head. "We're staying in the neighborhood. If I feel off, I'll have Rose or Alice run back and get the car. Now help me get situated please."
Edward sighs deeply and steps forward to help me tuck the shirt in so that my giant belly sticks out of the hole that Alice has created. He then helps me step into a pair of comfy walking shoes before grabbing my tail.
"You want me to pin it on now? Or when we get there?"
"When we get there." I kiss his lips. "Trust me, babe. It's cool."
"If you say so. Mouse is waiting for you in the kitchen. I'll be out in a few."
He watches me waddle out of the room. I'm full on waddling like a duck because it feels like one of the babies is going to fall out at any second. We had a checkup yesterday and Ben said that it was happening soon, but I would be okay trick or treating.
I don't want to miss Charlotte's first Halloween, nor do I want to pass up the chance at free candy. Halloween is one of my favorite holidays.
"There you are." Alice laughs at my waddle. "What took you so long?"
"Your brother's trying to talk me out of going tonight." I climb onto a bar stool. "You look cute. Edward's going to have a fit when he sees you in that."
She's wearing a brown leotard, giant mouse ears and her face is painted up to make her look even more animal like. Living up to her nickname.
"Really?" she giggles. "I thought it was clever."
"You're adorable, Alice."
"You're going to look fantastic when I'm done with you." She reaches for the makeup that lines the counter.
I watch as she smothers my entire stomach with blue costume paint. I'm going as a cat and the girls are going as a fishbowl because I couldn't come up with a more clever costume and who goes as a pregnant nun these days? Alice draws a small fish with wide frightened eyes swimming in the middle of the bowl and then adds waves of different blues to make the water look realistic.
"So what did Ben say yesterday?"
"One of them dropped definitely." I squirm on the stool. "He said that it could happen any day now, but I have faith that they will hold off until tomorrow at least."
"Hmm." She paints whiskers on my face and adheres fake eyelashes. "Are you keeping your hair up?"
"Yeah."
She pins the flyaways down and attaches my cat ear headband to my hair with a few more bobby pins. "You look so freaking adorable, Bells."
"Really?" I slide off of the stool and go to the bathroom to check myself out.
She's right. The costume is going to be a hit.
"Wow!" Edward says as he walks into the bathroom.
He's decided to go as the cliché cowboy, even though he dresses like one on a daily basis. Some people just don't understand the meaning of Halloween. This will be the eighth year that he's gone as a cowboy that I know of.
"You like?" I turn and show off my giant belly.
"I do. You're definitely going to win first place in the costume contest." He reaches out to touch my stomach, but holds back and ask, "Is the paint dry?"
I nod and he leans down to speak to the babies. "Alright girls. I want you to be good and stay inside for at least another day because your mother is crazy for Halloween and she'll probably be upset if you decide to interrupt her trick or treating. 'K?"
A swift kick to my stomach, followed by a nudge against my bladder has me shooing him out the door so that I can go to the bathroom.
I make Edward take Alice and I for a Taco Bell run on the way to his parents and we eat burritos with lots of mild sauce during the drive. Esme isn't outside to yank me out of the truck this time and I'm grateful because Edward has to practically lift me out of the seat. He gives me another worried glance, but doesn't say anything.
"Turn around so I can put your tail on you," he smirks.
He attaches it to my pants and smacks my ass. "You're ready."
"Auntie Bel-lah!" Peter screams, running at me in a bear costume topped with a tiny little hat. His damn speech therapist has started training him on properly pronouncing his L's, much to my chagrin.
"Hey there, Mr. Bear!" I hug him as best as I can without bending over. Thankfully he's growing like a dang weed and comes up to my belly.
"Rawr!" he giggles. "You lookin' so purty."
"Thank you."
"Not even fat at all." He pokes the fish painted on my stomach. "Daddy told me not to call you fat."
"Thank you very much," I chuckle. "How much candy have you had so far?"
"Momma gave me five pieces and then Nana Esme gave me five more," he snickers. "There's a big bowl by the door. You want some?"
"That's for the trick or treaters, buddy." I grab his hand and lead him into the house. "Where's momma and daddy?"
"In the kitchen." He pulls my hand excitedly towards the kitchen.
"It's so itchy," my brother groans, scratching at his bear costume. His is affixed with a tie around his neck and a pair of round reading glasses.
"It was your idea, Em, I don't want to hear it!" Rose snaps. The hood of her costume is down while she spoons food into Charlotte's impatient mouth.
"Goldilocks and the three bears?" I ask with a snort.
"WOW!" Emmett gasps taking in my giant stomach. "You're ready to pop ain't ya?"
"That's what I told her," Edward grumbles as he takes a seat next to Rose and takes the food from her so that he can feed Charlotte.
"I don't think this was such a great idea, Es," my mom laughs as they enter the kitchen dressed as conjoined twins. Both look to have had a little too much to drink already.
"It's only half-past twelve, but I don't care," Alice giggles as they trip over one another.
Without skipping a beat both of the women turn to each other and start belting out, "IT'S FIVE O'CLOCK SOMEWHERE!" Except my mother starts singing something about a Margaritaville and loses Esme shortly after.
Guests start pouring into the house, so I spend most of my time socializing with a few people I haven't seen in a while. I say hi to Lauren and Tyler and take a peek at the little boy they've been hiding from everyone for the past couple of months. Riley is a looker, just like his father, and he knows it already, sending flirty smiles towards me while I fawn over him.
Jess and Sam show up with their boys in tow, looking a little worse for wear. "They had to come as zombies," she explains. "But not just any zombie. No they wanted to be gory zombies and apparently I'm not Alice and I can't do makeup like their mom."
"Jess-"
"Sorry. I'm fine. Just a little stressed," she chuckles. "Point me towards the open bar and I'll be out of the way." I point towards the kitchen and she stalks off.
I'm sitting with Maggie and Liam, who decided to come as Raggedy Ann and Andy, when Peter runs up to me.
"Time for treats! AND TRICKS!" he screams. "You gonna come?"
"It's 'Are you going to come?' Peter," Rose corrects him before turning to me. "You up for some trick or treating."
"Of course. Peter will you go ask Edward for my pillowcase."
"Why are you tired?" he asks.
"No buddy, it's for me to put candy in when people give it to me," I snort.
"Oh. Okay. Be right back." He runs off in the opposite direction.
"Are you sure, Bella?" Rose helps me stand and notices that I'm not exactly standing upright.
"Positive," I beam, but my smile falls short when I see Edward coming back with Peter, a frown set upon his face. Before they can make it to me, I turn the other way to try to get out of the house when I hear a weird popping sound and feel a small gush of liquid fill my pants, causing me to freeze up.
"Oh shit, Bella!" Rose snorts. "Did you pee yourself again?"
"No!"
Then she realizes that something else caused me to wet my pants.
"Darlin', please don't go," Edward pleads, finally making it to us. "You're uncomfortable. I can see that you are."
"Edward..."
"You need to relax and walking around the neighborhood isn't relaxing." He grabs my hand, but I stop him.
"Edward..." I say again.
"Please stay. I'll go buy you a wheelbarrow of can-"
"EDWARD!"
"What?" he asks.
"You're right I can't go trick or treating. But I can't stay at the party either."
"What? Why?"
"Because her water just broke," Rose giggles excitedly.
I watch as panic takes over Edward's features and I give him a shy and timid smile. "It's time, babe," I whisper before the first contraction hits me unexpectedly and I cry out before I can catch myself.
:) told you guys the girls would be here soon :)
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