Chapter 27
Bella POV May
Sometimes in life, it feels like it's just a movie and I'm on the other side of the screen watching it play. My life feels out of control. Everything is going wrong. Everything feels like it going to fall apart. I feel like I'm going though a list in my head of people that would be hurt or hurting and I'm coming up with a blank. My relationship is perfect. My son is perfect. My big brother is perfect, My dad and step mom. Perfect. Even my in laws. Perfect. The only one is my mother but she's dead. How could anything be happening to her.
I just went to the doctor so I know my baby is perfect. He or she is growing and starting to move. We should even know the gender soon. Edward won't say anything to me but I hear him calling the baby a girl. I don't feel like it's a girl. I knew Oliver was a boy within a month into his pregnancy. I would be more then happy to be wrong. I little girl could be amazing! A sweet little girl with my hair and Edwards eyes. Gah! So cute! I can't wait.
Tomorrow is my mothers viewing and tonight we are taking a red eye flight to Florida at 1am and the flight to Jacksonville is ten freaking hours! We won't be there till the afternoon. and of course I'm a bit nervous. I have flown once and I was 3, so I don't really remember anything at all. And now that I'm pregnant it makes me even more on edge. Edward has flown tons of time. His family spent all their Christmas in Italy with Esme parents and they definitely didn't drive to get there.
And on top of everything else, Oliver is super sad that we are leaving. Doesn't he know, Mommy doesn't want to leave him. I never want to leave my baby. He's my whole world. The first love of my life. He has had three different melt downs in the past two days. The wounds from my attack are just to fresh and now we have to rip the bandage and leave again. I've debated having Edward stay but he doesn't want me to be alone while I'm there.
We know our family will take amazing care of Oliver, but it's hard to leave him. We're his parents and want the best for him and sometimes that means leaving him for a few days. He's only three. A three year old should not have to experience a funeral. If it was my dad, Oliver would have attended. He knows his papa. He has never met his grandmother. Oliver hasn't even seen a picture of my mom. All those photos were left in Arizona. I would have brought them with me, if I knew I would never see my mom again.
I shook my head trying to get the thoughts to leave. I'm not doing to start crying. I can't because I know I won't stop. I looked down at the once folded shirt was now crumbled in my tight, shakey, hands. I sighed, shaking the shirt out, I refoldedthe shirt cringing at all the wrinkles. "I can't send this one" I said aloud, putting the shirt back into the drawer and grabbing another one.
I was in the middle of packing Ollie's bag and the house was quiet and all clean. Edward took, Oliver out to spend with one on one time with each other. With us leave and the baby on the way, we don't want him to feel left out. Like we could ever forget about our boy. We adore him and love spending time with him. He is hands down the coolest kid ever.
"Bella, love" Edward yelled, I heard his boot cover feet stomping up the stairs and to Oliver's room. "Hi" he came over and kissed my cheek, wrapping his long arms around my waist. "We miss you today" I smiled and leaned in pressing a kiss to his lips. "I miss you boys too. I would have gone with, if there wasn't so much to do" he nodded in agreement. "The house looks great! Is there anything I can do to help?" I shook my head and pointed to Oliver's small suitcase. "No, not really. Ollie's luggage needs to be taken to the car with ours" he gave me a thumps up, grabbing his luggage and headed down the stairs.
"Oliver, come on bath time."
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Somehow we made it to the airport in time with 30 minutes to spare. Even Emmet and Rose made it and that right there is a miracle. It took us awhile to be able to leave Oliver. He was overly sleepy and very whiny. Me and Edward had to lay in the Guest bedroom till he fell asleep and then we were able to leave. I hate that he's going to wake up and realize we were really gone. I told Esme to call us if he's really upset and hopefully we could calm him down.
"Bella, you want some tea? There one place still open" Rosalie asked, gesturing to a small shop. "I know you don't really like coffee and I'm the same way" I smiled and nodded, getting up to walk with her. "Baby, I'm gonna go get a tea with Rosalie, do you want anything" Edward shook his head No and blew me a kiss, turning back to Emmett who was talking about a football game.
"Sometimes it seems like all he ever talks about is football, but I guess that comes with the job" I shrugged. Emmett has always talked, football. He could throw a football before he could walk. "Possibly. Emmett has always lived for football. He gets it from our dad" she nodded, stepping up and ordered two green teas and on large black coffee. I went to pay for both but she quickly swiped her card and shot me a smile. "My treat" she said handling me my drink. "Thank you"
We met back up with the guys, taking a seat on the other sides of our partners. Edward hand immediately rested on my upper thigh, his thump rubbing circles on my pants. "You sure, you don't want anything before our fight" he nodded. "I get motion sick sometimes so I try not to eat or drink before a fight" I made a pouting face and rubbed his cheek. "I'm sorry baby. I would not have asked you to fly if I knew" he shrugged. "Don't worry about it. I'm not" he said with a wink.
Our flight ended up getting delayed a bit and we were a bit worried but after two hours we were in the air. I freaked out a little a take off but other then that it was a very smooth ride. Edward did get a little sick and luckily the fight attendant brought him a sprite and he started feeling much better. He also kept pestering me about joining the mile high club. Like there was any way I would have sex with him in a small and nasty bathroom. That's a no, Edward Anthony.
I was very thankful when we hit the ground and I was able to stretch out and pee and a human size bathroom. We decided to get a Uber XL to comfortably fit the four of us. It was surprisingly easy and very fast to find a Uber. A woman named Amy came and picked us up. She was super sweet and even had water and chocolates. I was very impressed. It was a SUV, so Emmett and Rose took the bucket seat and we took the back row.
We were still an hour away from our hotel and I for one was dreading the drive. I felt very sick and was ready to get into a bed and sleep till Sunday. "I guess, the baby doesn't take to well to flying, huh" Edward said quietly. I laughed, patting my stomach. "Seems like it. That or the tea. Never know" we both laughed, making Emmett and Rose turn to us from the front row. "What time is it in Seattle?" Edward looked down at his watch. "It's 9am. We are three hours ahead, so it's about 12pm here." I nodded, yawning into my hand. I was pooped.
Finally we pulled up to the Marriott Jacksonville and quickly tipped and got our luggages. Check in took a bit of time, as they lost our RSVP, how they did that, I will never know. The manager came and found it, upgrading our rooms for the mix up, which they did not have to do. We already had one of the nicer rooms. Each room had a king bed and a jacuzzi tub, with a small kitchen and sitting area. Definitely one of the nicest rooms I have ever stayed in. Of course Edward didn't seem to care either way.
We met up at the restaurant downstairs and had lunch. It was all so good and I was hoping we ate there again before we left. After we had dinner we agreed to meet back down here at seven for the viewing. Me and Edward went back upstairs and had a bath together, enjoying some alone time and Edward went downstairs to get chocolate that I was craving, so I laid down to have a nap, and that's the last I remember.
Well, there you have it. Hope you enjoyed. Till next time ~Jade