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Here is chapter 7.
Warning:
This chapter contains talk about miscarriage and child loss. This is the sensitive subject I have warned about in description of this story, so please do not read if you do not want to. It will be mention in future chapters also for warning.
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Can imagine I'm going to see a lot of Edward hate after this chapter! Don't worry, it's all for a reason.
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BPOV
I could hear voices, but I couldn't quite focus on them properly.
There was many, ones I could recognise, others that were new to me. I tried with all my might to focus on a voice I recognised.
"She is going to be devastated." Alice. I could make out her voice. Who was going to be devastated? About what? What devastation had taken place? I tried, willed my eyes to open so I could find out more, but the darkness pulled me under.
No!
"You need a break. Come and get something to eat." I heard Jasper's voice. He must be talking to Edward. He wouldn't have left this room I bet.
"No, I want to be here when she wakes up. I don't want her waking up alone." It is Alice's voice I hear once more. Alice? Where is Edward? I try to open my mouth to ask where he is, but it just won't respond.
I try shouting at my body in my mind, but it just won't do what I ask. Why am I like this? What happened? All I can remember is getting off the plane at Berlin and then the world going black.
Did something happen? Did something happen to Edward? Oh god no please. Please let him be all right. Surely, I would be told or hear something about him. I tried so hard to make my body do something, indicate to Alice and Jasper that I can hear them.
The darkness clouded me once again. No. No.
I felt a pressure on my head.
It was as though someone was running their fingers or a hairbrush through my hair.
"She has always had tangled hair. At least I can brush it without her yelling at me to stop it." I heard Alice say. I willed my body to respond and thankfully it did.
"I'll keep telling you to be gentle and not snap my neck off." I said, my voice raspy. Thank God, my body responded to my command.
"Bella!" Alice exclaimed. She hugged me tight. Ow. My whole body was in pain.
"What happened? Where's Edward?" I asked. She pulled away from me, looking solemn.
"You were shot Bella. At the airport in Berlin. It was Jacob. You had surgery as you had problems with your spleen and lost a lot of blood. Once you were stable, we flew you back to Washington." Alice explained.
"How long ago was that?" Surely it had only been a day or two.
"Bella it was just under two weeks ago." Alice replied. Two weeks? What the hell?
"Where is Edward? Is he ok?" Alice looked at her hands, fiddling with them. She only did this when she didn't want to admit something and was trying to find something else to say.
"Alice? Please tell me he isn't dead!" I started getting hysterical. She came up to me and held me, shushing me.
"No, he is perfectly fine. You were the only one hurt Bella." She clarified. My heart relaxed instantly knowing he was safe. I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to him. Now I knew what happened, I could remember more now. The shouting of Riley and Emmett. The pain as the bullet pierced through me.
Baby. My baby. I touched my hands to my stomach and looked up at Alice.
"Alice, the baby?" I said shakily. Her face told me everything.
"No, no, no, no, no." I cried as my hands held my stomach. Alice kept apologising over and over as she held me. I sobbed and sobbed until I was in so much pain. I heard a buzzer overhead and the sound of feet entering the room.
"Mrs First Lady, please let us give you something to help. You must be in a lot of pain and distress." I shook my head, but they continued to insist.
"Just for the pain. I don't want to sleep anymore." I demanded. The nurse accepted and gave me some pain relief. She told me the doctor would be along shortly. I hope I wasn't getting extraordinary measures. I didn't want that.
"Where is Edward?" I asked Alice again. Nobody has answered this yet. If he was ok, why wasn't he here?
"He is at the White House." Alice whispered. She wouldn't look me in the eye. The White House. Why wasn't he here?
"Was he not told when I would wake up?" I wondered. Surely, he would have only gone away unless it was an absolute emergency. Alice had tears running down her cheeks. I took her hand.
"Alice what is it?" She was starting to scare me. Why wasn't anyone talking to me?
"He hasn't been here since you flew in." Alice murmured.
No amount of pain relief could cover for the pain I felt in my heart. Surely this wasn't true. Surely, he would have been by my side the entire time. Sure, he would have had to make press releases about what had happened but other than that he should be by my side. People, politicians, the Senate would entirely understand that he needs to be by his wife's side.
I wanted to shout and scream at Alice that she was lying but Alice would never lie to me. I know she wouldn't.
"Does he know about the baby?" I enquired. Alice nodded and proceeded to explain that he was told everything that happened. He of course didn't know about the baby's existence and Alice kept it to herself that we both knew. It was for when we needed to talk about our feelings on the matter. These things would take time.
"I'd like to speak to the doctor now." I said to Alice, dismissing anything else that needed to be said. She followed my command and went to find the doctor. The quicker I spoke to them and recovered, the quicker I could get home.
The doctor came in and explained everything. The bullet went through my spleen and so I needed surgery to repair it. This was all done in Berlin and about five days ago I was transferred back to the States when I was stable enough to fly. They proceeded to explain that the blood loss and where I was pierced with the bullet unfortunately caused my body to have a miscarriage. I was eight weeks along, so nothing surgically needed to be done.
"How long will I be in for?" I asked.
"The wound is looking good and I'm happy with your stats. I would say you could go home in the next day or two." The doctor replied.
"So, when would I be able to fly?" I questioned. The doctor looked at me funny. As did Alice.
"Fly Mrs First Lady? You would certainly be able to ride in the motorcade back to your home." He said. If I could have got up and slapped him, I would have.
"The White House is not my home. My husband is not even here with me when I wake up. I have just lost my baby due to a shooting because my husband chose to become one of the biggest targets in the world. Once you discharge me, I will be on the next flight out back home to Chicago. So, once again doctor, when can I fly?" The rage could be heard in my voice. Alice stepped forward about to open her mouth, but I silenced her with my hand.
"Well once you are discharge Mrs First Lady. I would be happy for you to fly but would recommend having a doctor close just in case." He replied. I thanked him and after more information he left me to it.
"What the fuck Bella?" Alice exasperated. She was looking at me like I had grown a second head. I don't think she had ever seen me like this.
"Once I am discharged, I will be going home to Chicago. If my husband cannot be bothered to be by my side while I am lying in a hospital bed, then I don't want to be anywhere near him. I have just been shot because he wanted to be President of the United States. He never once thought of the consequences this would bring on me. I have just lost our baby because of all this mess, and he is off doing god knows what in the White House while I lie in bed in the most unimaginable pain."
"I do not care if he is President of the United States. I would never leave his beside if he were the one lying in the hospital bed. We should be grieving over our loss together. It should be him sat in that seat, not you. It should have been his voice I heard, not yours. I never wanted to be First Lady and look at where it has got me now? I am done Alice."
Once I had finished my rant as I was breathless and sobbing my heart out. No morphine could fix the pain my heart was feeling. I felt like I had truly lost my husband. My Edward.
"Please, just help me get back to Chicago Alice. I don't want to do this anymore." I sobbed. I clung to her as I cried. She agreed to help and held me close while I cried.
Cried for the child I had lost. The pain I was feeling in my heart. I cried for the fact that the man I loved more than my own life, had become someone I didn't recognise.
"I'll call Riley and make arrangements. Shall I let him tell Edward you have woke up? He did ask that we inform him." Alice said. I snorted humourlessly.
"No, I don't want him knowing. If he can't be fucking bothered to be here, then he doesn't deserve to know." I replied. If Riley told him, I would have him fired. He knows that too.
"Ok I'll call Riley to get Air Force One set up. They'll want to sweep the old house too." Alice informed me. I told her that was fine and what she would need to pack for me at the White House.
"I'll come with you Bella. You will need a friend." Alice murmured. I wanted to argue that I couldn't keep her away from her husband, but I knew there was no point in it. She wouldn't take no for an answer and Jasper would understand.
"Thank you." I responded. I sat back in the bed and looked up at the ceiling. My hands drifted to stomach. In my head I apologised to our baby. For the horrible things I thought when I first found out about it. For not protecting it from the dangers I had allowed it to be put in. This was all my fault by standing by and allowing Edward to run for President.
Well, no more. Once I was in Chicago, I would be resigning myself as First Lady and if Edward couldn't manage that, he could be President entirely on his own.