Good Morning, Loves!
All mistakes are on me.
Thirty-One: Bella
October 13, 2022
Cambridge, England
My ringing cell phone wakes us up. It's so loud and sudden, I scream, shoving Edward off the sofa. He crashes to the floor, swearing as I scramble for my phone. "What?" I shout, answering the call. Edward is still swearing and I look at him. "Sorry," I mutter. "Did I bruise your ass?"
"Bella?"
I look back at my phone, disoriented. "Alice?"
"What are you and Edward getting up to? Did you say you bruised his ass?" Rose's voice joins in and Alice groans as I snicker.
"Well we-"
"Stop!" Alice screams. "No, I can't, I have to draw the limit."
Rose and I laugh, and in front of me, Edward gets to his feet. "I'm going to get some dinner started," he says, rubbing his hip. I nod, but reach out to him, pulling him toward me. He frowns as he steps nearer. I lean over kissing his ass and making him laugh. I let him go with a pat on his butt.
"Bella?"
Oh, man I totally forgot I was on the phone. "Huh?"
Edward laughs as he heads into the kitchen. "Anything you want to tell us?"
I blink. "Esme told you?"
Alice snickers. "She couldn't keep it in. To be fair, I had just called her like three minutes after she hung up with you."
I roll my eyes.
"What's going on?" Rose asks.
"Hold on, let's facetime."
We switch the call over and I'm relieved when I see both their faces. God, I've missed them.
"Okay, so what's going on?" Rose asks, one eyebrow arching. I hum.
"Well, I've been infected."
Alice snorts while Rose leans toward her camera. "What?"
I nod, looking grave "Sperm Spawn."
Alice fucking loses it, laughing so hard she has to set down her camera. Rose looks confused, and then she's laughing too.
"Sperm Spawn?" Alice is howling. "Jesus, that's a great way to talk about my niece or nephew."
I snort. "I downloaded a pregnancy app to track this shit. It asked me what the baby's name is, so I wrote Spawn. It's a riot to get daily updates about my Spawn."
The girls lose it all over again, and we're all three sitting there, cracking the fuck up.
"Wait, wait," Rose says, shaking her head. "So you're pregnant. Like, really fucking pregnant?"
I sigh. "Yeah, the doctor confirmed it and everything. I'm 8 weeks along."
Alice looks like how I imagined Esme did, and Rose… fuck. Rose has tears in her eyes and the biggest fucking smile I've ever seen on her.
"Bella, congratulations!"
I sniff, tears clogging up my own eyes. "Um, yeah," I squeak. The girls frown.
"What's going on? How are you feeling?"
I glance up at the kitchen. I'm not sure if Edward can hear me or not, but it's not like it would be anything new to him anyway. "I uh," I pause, and shake my head. If I can't tell them, who the fuck can I tell? "I'm fucking terrified. We were supposed to wait years, and now I'm in another country without you guys and Edward is weird, and he's so into the fact that I'm going to get crazier, but even he has to have his limits, right? What if I go off the deep end?"
Alice laughs. "Bella, my brother is so stupidly in love with you. How many times have you tried to kill him now?"
I sniff, shrugging my shoulders.
"Exactly, beyond count. I can't imagine there is anything you can do to drive him off now, especially because you're making him a father." She sighs. "Edward has always been a nurturer. I bet he's out of his mind excited."
I sniff again. "Yeah, he's annoying."
The girls grin, knowing I don't really mean it. I love how excited he is.
"What can we do? What do you need?"
I shake my head. "Nothing, honestly. It sucked that I couldn't take the pregnancy tests with you guys but," I pause and they both laugh. "I'm just… figuring it out."
The girls smile. "You know we're here, no matter the time, right?" Rose asks. Alice nods in agreement.
"I know," I sniff. "Thanks."
We sit and catch up, and for a moment, it's like nothing in life is wrong. We haven't had a chance to talk together in so long, and in no time, they both have me laughing so hard I think I might actually pee myself.
We hang up a while later, when Edward lets me know dinner is ready and the girls both have to head to work. I promise to keep them updated, no matter if it's in excitement or terror, and when I hang up, I feel a little better. Our parents know, and are unbelievably happy, my friends are still here, supporting me unconditionally, and I have Edward, the most loyal and supportive and loving husband imaginable.
How can anything go wrong?
For those of you worried about it, Bella will tell Renée! I won't skip that scene. I know everyone is anxious to see how that goes, but stick with me!
