Chapter 12
BPOV
I couldn't believe how blind Edward was being. I'd always thought he was brilliant, able to write beautiful lyrics off the top of his head and compose music to go along with them, but it seemed I was wrong. My husband was fucking dumb.
"Bella!" I turned as I heard my name being shouted, watching Edward rush through the doors. "Oh God, baby, I'm so sorry. Jane said she checked." He wrapped me tightly in his arms. "Never mind, it just matters that you're here and I'm here, right?"
I pulled back from him, completely dumbfounded by his statement. "Honestly? No, that's not all that matters, Edward. What matters is that Jane tried to fuck me over and you don't see it!" I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
"Bella, come on, she just made a mistake somehow. It happens."
"A mistake, seriously? How many times can one woman make a mistake before she gets fired? Why would you want her working for you if she can't even keep flight times straight, and why didn't you check for yourself? Don't you think I would have told you if my flight time had changed? Oh wait, that's right, we haven't talked for a week." I wiped the tears from my face. "Where's the car? I just want to get out of here."
"Bella—"
"Where is the car, Edward?" I said through clenched teeth.
He sighed as he picked up my bags. "It's right out front." His voice was barely a whisper as he trailed behind me.
—BtMO—
The car ride to the hotel was silent. I didn't want to be angry with him. Since I hadn't seen him in weeks, all I had wanted was to curl up in his arms. I wanted to lay in bed with him, to sit down with him and tell him I was pregnant. I didn't want to be angry with him, but I was.
He slipped his hand into mine, squeezing tightly as we exited the car, and I felt tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I squeezed his hand back. Things may have been incredibly rocky at the moment, but it didn't change the fact that I loved him with all my heart.
The elevator ride was as quiet as the car had been, and when the doors opened to our floor, he led us silently down the hallway. He pulled the key card from his pocket, unlocking the door, and I followed him inside the room. "Can we talk now, Bella?"
I nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Yeah. We, uh, we have a lot to talk about, Edward."
"This isn't just about today, is it?"
"No. I—" The tears I'd been trying to keep at bay suddenly broke forth. Even though I wasn't in the right frame of mind, I couldn't keep it inside any longer. "I haven't been honest with you, Edward."
His eyes widened at my words. "What are you saying, exactly? Are you—is there someone else?"
I gasped. "No! How the fuck could you even think that!"
"I'm sorry! You said you haven't been honest with me, what am I supposed to think?"
My hands shook. "So you jump to thinking the worst possible thing about me? How could you ever think I'd be capable of hurting you like that? What is wrong with you? God, this day isn't going at all how I expected it to." I paused to take a deep breath. "I'm pregnant, Edward. I've known since a week after you left."
He stood there, staring at me with a shocked expression on his face.
"Say something, please."
"Pregnant?You've known for almost a month, and you're just telling me now? What the hell, Bella?"
"I thought it was something I should tell you in person."
Fuck. You're pregnant?. Why are you even here?"
It felt as if he'd slapped me. "Why am I here?" Tears streamed down my face. "Edward—"
"Oh, God, no. That came out wrong. I meant, are you okay to travel? Is it safe for the baby? Fuck!"He pulled at his hair. "Fuck, am I even going to be home when you go into labor? I'm not going to be there for most of your pregnancy. How am I supposed to be in two places at once? This is why I wanted to wait!"
"Yeah, well, so much for that plan. Besides, why can't we have both? Why does following your dream have to mean putting off mine?"
"How are you so calm about all of this?"
I snorted. "Calm? I'm anything but calm. I just waited at an airport for my husband for almost two hours because he was too stupid to check his own phone. I've vacillated between terrified to tell you I was pregnant for weeks, to being pissed off that I even had to worry about it. I should have been celebrating this, but instead, I've been worrying. But Angela and your mom—"
"Wait, just how many people know? Am I the last person to know?"
"No, just the two of them. They've helped keep me calm through these last few weeks."
He dropped down to his knees in front of me, taking both my hands in his. Tears shone in his eyes. "I'm scared shitless. This isn't what I planned at all, but you're pregnant."
I slid down to the floor with him. Though my heart still hurt and I was still so angry, I needed this moment with him. "Yeah, I am."
"Christ. A baby." He pulled me to him, holding me against his chest. "I'm sorry, Bella. I'm sorry you had to wait today. I'm sorry you felt like you couldn't tell me sooner. God, I just keep fucking up."
"Yeah, you kind of do."
He gave a shocked laugh. "Please, don't hold back, baby."
"We have to talk about Jane, Edward. She didn't leave me at that airport by mistake, and I don't know how you don't see it. You somehow still don't see how Jane looks at you, or maybe you don't see how most women look at you when you're on stage. You don't hear the things they say, but I do. Do you know what Jane said to me the first time I met her?" He shook his head, so I continued. "She told me she'd make sure all my husband's needs were met."
His mouth hung open as he stared at me blankly.
"And then there are the constant interruptions when I'm around. Do you really think she's just accidentally walking in while I'm on my knees, or just so happens to interrupt our phone time? She's watching your every move, Edward. Hell, I'm shocked she's not banging down our door right now! Edward, she left me at the airport for two hours just to fuck with me—"
"She really said that to you? Why didn't you tell me?"
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Would it have mattered?"
"I want to say yes, it would have, but you didn't give me that choice. Instead, I just thought you were overreacting to what seemed like a couple of mistakes."
I sighed, knowing he might have been right. I probably should have told him exactly what she'd said sooner. However, it didn't change the fact that he didn't hear me the other times, or that he hadn't even taken the time to double-check my itinerary himself. He didn't even think to call me and ask, he just took her word for it. He'd put his trust completely in another woman.
"Well, now's your chance to do something about it. She makes me nervous, Edward, especially now that it's started to go beyond just interruptions and innuendos. She purposely left me in an airport in the middle of New York!" I didn't know how many times I could repeat myself.
He let out a deep sigh. "Yeah. I'll call Marcus in the morning. I'm not exactly sure what I cando, but I promise I'll do whatever it takes to fix this."
