A/N: Who am I kidding, you aren't reading this...go find out!
Chapter 35
Edward POV
I picked up my phone and only heard screaming. I knew it was my mother because her name and picture popped up when the phone rang, but that was the last identifiable shred of evidence. All you could hear was screaming, and more screaming.
"Mom? Mom, you need to settle down and tell me what the hell is wrong. Is someone hurt, Mom?" I screamed at her. I knew Bella was fine and the kids were as well, I had just talked to them. So it either had to be my dad or Emmett. Chills washed over me and I ran for my car. I was backing out of my driveway and heading off somewhere, I didn't know where, but I was going at full speed. The whole time I'm screaming at my mom to tell me what's wrong.
"Edward, get to Bella's please." She sobbed into the phone.
I pressed the button and dropped the phone in my passenger's seat. I concentrated on driving. I worried and tears welled up in my eyes. I was so afraid, like cold sweat and ready to puke afraid. I couldn't lose her. I just couldn't.
I thought back to the last few months and all the stress she'd been under since Charlie's funeral. I should have stayed longer at her house to help her. I should have been more worried about her and her state of mind … again. I wanted to slam my head on the steering wheel at my stupidity. I'd failed her, again.
A few tears leaked from my eyes and I wiped them away angrily. I had no right to cry, I might have lost her. I might have screwed up to the point where I couldn't get her back.
Then my heart froze, what if she'd hurt herself, what if I'd lost her in a more permanent way? I stomped on the gas and passed cars in any available space. I had to get to her, I had to lay eyes on her and know she was fine. Everything else I could deal with, but that, I just couldn't lose her.
I slammed the car in park and rushed up the steps. The door was already open and a few women were leaving as I passed them. They weren't crying or hysterical, so I took that as a good sign. I mean women would be hysterical if she'd had hurt herself, right?
I ran into my mom before I could answer myself and only shouted one word, "Bella?" I pushed mom aside and rushed up the stairs.
I heard crying from her bedroom and I ran that way. Angela, Rose and Alice all stood to leave as I entered. Bella was a wreck. Her hair was matted and smeared all over her face. Tears covered every single inch of skin from her hairline down to her neck. Her eyes were red and puffy, her nose almost twice it's normal size from all the blowing. I dropped to my knees and pulled her close to me.
"Baby, please tell me, tell me what to do. What can I do? I'll do anything to make it better, to make you happy, please." I begged her, I had no shame.
"Edwar ..." She just sobbed harder.
I climbed on the bed with her and rocked her. I sang to her to soothe her and when I got to the songs I sang to our kids, she cried harder. I panicked and thought something might have happened to the kids but a quick glance up at the doorway revealed my mother, Rose, Alice and Angela. None of them were panicked as they would be if it had been the kids. This obviously involved Bella alone. So I sat and waited patiently.
Everyone left the doorway and I heard them cleaning up downstairs. The house was quiet, but occasionally I heard a few noises, so I knew they were still down there. They just gave us our space.
I was almost positive she was asleep, she hadn't moved or spoken in quite a while. I moved to settle us down on the bed in a more comfortable position, and she tightened her arms around me. "Shhh, Bella, it's okay. I just wanted to lay us down a little." I settled down and she relaxed minutely. "Baby, please tell me what it is. My mind is going crazy and I'm so scared here." I whispered into the hair that had fallen over her forehead.
She pushed back just a fraction and looked me right in the eye for a split second then looked away. "I'm pregnant." Her tears flowed again, and if it hadn't been for the exhalation of breath, I'm not sure her words would have even been audible.
Pregnant. The word slipped around my head a time or two. Bella was pregnant, right now, with my child. I mean at least I thought it was my child since she told me she hadn't been with anyone else. At least she hadn't the last time we were together.
Pregnant with my child.
Pregnant … with … my … child!
Surely this would be reason enough to get back together. I almost folded my hands in prayer that it would be enough. She couldn't do this alone, she just couldn't!
E/N: That line he says.."Baby, please tell me what it is. My mind is going crazy and I'm so scared here." he redeemed himself in my eyes...gah! Did he redeem himself in yours? Leave me some love!