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Chapter Three: Language please, the baby can hear you

February 15th

Sunday 6:01am

I've been awake all night, nervous for Edward's decision.

I also had morning sickness at 4am this morning, and then I couldn't get back to sleep.

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Happy Days! (Note sarcasm please)

I decided to head over to the guys house by myself. Jasper had assured me that he and Emmett were there for me whatever Edward's decision. They even invited me to stay round for dinner. I took them up on the offer because, to be honest, I was starving all the time now. I didn't think I could make it back to the house before I ate a tree.

I was walking rhythmically towards their house, listening to Linkin park on my ipod. I was listening to Crawling, one of my favourites.

I was in a happy mood for some strange reason. I should be nervous, anxious, practically petrified! But no, I was happy. Must be the Redbull,I though absently. I had grown an obsession for energy drinks since the pregnancy started. My baby was going to be an athlete!

I made it to the guys house at 10am, still feeling happy. I knocked a tune on the door and waited patiently, bouncing on the spot.

"Hey Bella!" Emmett boomed as he flung the door open. He immediately picked me up in a big bear hug, crushing me to his chest.

"Hey!" I giggled after he put me down. He stepped aside and I ran into the house – yes, I ran. I found Jasper and Edward in the living room, playing Guitar Hero. They were evenly matched until Edward kicked Jasper's leg, causing him to hit the wrong buttons.

"Hey!" Jasper glared at Edward, punching him in the shoulder. Edward laughed. I tiptoed behind Edward, planning on ripping the guitar out of his hands, when I got a better idea.

I tried to get Jasper's attention by waving my arms in the air. He noticed after a few seconds and opened his mouth to say something. I pressed a finger to my lips, signalling for him to be quiet. He shut his mouth and looked at me curiously, while I made wild hand gestures that I hoped he could understand.

He seemed to understand because he winked and braced himself, glueing his eyes to the tv screen. I was amazed that Edward hadn't noticed me yet.

I took a deep breath and...

"FIRE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I ran as I heard Edward shout a few profanities. I hid behind a guffawing Emmett, hoping that Edward hadn't seen me.

"Bella! You..." Edward glared at me, sticking his tongue out childishly at me. I stepped away from Emmett and skipped over to the couch, jumping on it. I didn't sit because I was too hyper.

"Did I scare you?" I asked him sweetly, batting my eyelashes. He huffed, but I could see the smile wanting to appear. I smiled brilliantly.

"You didn't scare me, just startled me."

"Yeah, then why did you piss yourself?" I heard Emmett blurt out before exploding into another laughing fit.

"I did not piss myself you ass!" Edward laughed, making his way over to smack his brother.

"Hey! Language please, the baby can hear you," I rolled my eyes, rubbing my stomach. Edward stopped dead in his tracks, then turned slowly towards me.

"The baby..." He breathed. He looked distressed and tired, like he hadn't gotten a good nights sleep.

"Yes, the baby." I replied bluntly, patting my stomach. There was a tiny bump on my lower abdomen now, it was hardly noticeable.

"Can I talk to you?" Edward sighed, running a hand through his gorgeous bronze hair. He was wearing a tight grey shirt with black skinny jeans and grey converse today, and his eyes were...

"Are you wearing guy liner?" I blurted, trying to hold my giggles in. Edward rolled his eyes.

"I thought only girls wear eye liner," Jasper mused, holding in his chuckles.

"Then why aren't you wearing any?" Edward snapped back. "I am not wearing 'guy liner'" Edward scowled as he left the room.

"He so is." I giggled as I followed.

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"So, let me get this straight. You don't want anything to do with the baby once he or she is born, but will help me in any way I can while he or she is in my womb?" I gazed disbelievingly at Edward as he leaned against the cupboards in his kitchen.

"Basically," he smiled, looking quite pleased with himself.

My anger rose as his smile became a smirk. So he would support me until the baby was here? Good plan Edward, good plan, I thought sarcastically.

"There is no frickin' way I am agreeing to that!" I shrieked. Edward pushed himself forward and walked towards me.

"I'm not ready to be a father Bella," Edward smiled apologetically.

"Not ready? Not ready!?!? Edward, do you think I'm ready to become a mother? Hell no I'm not! But I have to take care of our child. Just because this baby isn't growing inside of you doesn't mean you can run away when he or she arrives! Our baby needs a father as well as a mother. I want – need – your help. We both had equal parts in creating this baby – "

"We sure did," Edward smirked.

"– and that means that you have an equal responsibility to take care of this child!" I screamed in his face, apparelled at his egotistical behaviour. "If you help me through the...eight months of pregnancy I have left, then, you're stuck with me. And if you don't want anything to do with us, then I'm not going to leave you alone. Understand?"

Edward looked frustrated. I couldn't really blame him, but I was in such a delicate emotional state that I really didn't give a crap.

"Fine."

"Fine, what?"

"I'll help you."

"Really?"

"Really really," Edward spread his arms in a sincere gesture and sighed.

"Thank you," I breathed. I kissed Edward's cheek, suddenly feeling very light and bubbly. I registered the tingling shock that went through me as my lips made contact with Edward's cheek, but discarded the sensation as static electricity.

Edward's mouth was scrunched up to the side with his eyebrows scrunched together. My eyes began to tear.

"You're upset," I whimpered, sniffling slightly. Edward's gaze snapped to my watery eyes and he groaned.

"Jeez, chicks who are pregnant have emotional issues. Great." Edward wrinkled his nose in disgust.

I slapped him, then left abruptly.

"Set up Guitar Hero Emmett!" I called, leaving a shocked Edward in the kitchen.

Short, but at least you got something right?

I'll try to get the next chapter up soon, but don't hold your breath.

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~Beth~