I knew something more had happened by the time we got back to Grandpa Billy's, cause Grandpa Carlisle met us outside. He told me to head inside, that Mama wanted to see me. I did as I was told, reluctantly, wanting to know why Daddy wasn't coming in with me. I didn't hear much of what Grandpa Carlisle said, but I could tell it was serious.
I walked inside to find my mother on the couch, whimpering, which was odd for her, it was like she was afraid to cry, but couldn't keep from letting a little bit out. Around her were my grandparents, her parents. She was curled up in Grandpa Edward's lap, just like I had been with Daddy earlier, and Grandma Bella was right there with them, trying to comfort Mama. Brady wasn't in sight, but I could feel that he was still in the house, as with Uncle Paul and Aunt Rachel. I could tell the rest of Mama's side of the family had gone home.
I didn't realize they had even noticed me come inside until Grandma Bella asked me to come closer, that my mom needed to tell me something. I wanted to, but I couldn't get my feet to move, I was frozen with fear of whatever had upset my mother this bad. Grandpa Edward's voice was what unfroze me.
"Sarah, this isn't bad news. I promise you that. Just come over here and we'll all explain what's going on." His voice was quiet, but I could hear the sincerity in it. My eyes locked on Mama, I found the ability to move was again mine. Walking forward, I stumbled slightly, causing a small smirk to fall on Grandpa's face. I knew it should irritate me, but I was still too worried to think about it.
I felt my mother's arms reach for me as I got to her, and I found myself on the ground, unable to remain upright in the onslaught of emotions that, even without Uncle Jasper, were obviously emanating from my mom. She pulled me up to her, carefully got off Grandpa's lap and sat down on the couch next to me.
"Sarah, baby, normally your father would be the first to know, but I think Carlisle's trying to get information from him. I also would normally be the one to tell him." I could see my grandma roll her eyes at the word "normally". There was no "normal" in this family. "But about a minute after you and your father left, I went to go shut the door, and about half way there, I fainted. For a normal human, that would have been assumed to happen in such an overwhelmed state. With me however, Grandpa Carlisle decided it needed a little more attention. What I'm trying to get out, is that your great-Grandfather thinks that I might be pregnant. And I agree with him."
I truthfully think I went into shock at that moment. It was such good news, exactly the thing to cheer people up right now! But at the same time…the wedding…now that the thought had entered my mind with a face to my groom, and I knew it would always be him, I didn't want to give it up. Even then, though, I could feel a small relief that I didn't want to feel. I knew the relief wasn't because the lack of something worse happening, but rather, not having to get married to cheer everyone up. It felt wrong worded that way, but I couldn't figure out exactly how to say it, and I could tell Grandpa was listening because of the emotions flickering across his face. Until of course, I thought that. Then he went and did the stupid poker face he was so good at.
I could feel Mama's eyes on me as she processed what she could see of my reaction. I didn't want to hurt her or disappoint her, so I tried to not show the disappointment I felt about my little idea. I turned to where I could easily pull her into a hug and did just that. I didn't let go until I felt my dad come up behind me. I turned to him and saw in his eyes both joy and worry.
Daddy waited for me and Mama to let go before reaching down to Mama to pick her up. He barely glanced at any of us as he carried her to his old bedroom—my current one. I stood up as well, giving Grandma Bella a hug, as well as Grandpa Edward before looking for Brady. I didn't know for a fact whether he knew about this or not, but I just needed him around. I was overwhelmed.
"Brady?" my voice was quiet as I called for him, but I knew that if he was near he would hear me.
His voice was equally quiet as he answered me from outside an open window. "I'm right here, Sarah. What do you need?" I knew he was trying to figure out why I looked so dumbfounded right now. When I left with Daddy I hadn't seemed to be in shock anymore.
"Brady, I want to go somewhere. I don't care where, but I just need to go. Please, take me somewhere; anywhere. I just want to be alone with you." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Brady climbed back through the window and pulled me close to him. When we pulled apart, both of us were breathing heavily and I found myself wanting to get out of the house even more. I pulled him along the hallway and out the door with only the thought of getting as far away as I could.