(I have made my decision. I am making this into my own story, I don't know what will happen next if I don't. This is a time skip, there are enough weddings out there, and I've only been to one, so I don't know what happens. I was one at the time... so... it's after the wedding, after the honeymoon, Bella is not turned yet... There are enough of these, too, but I need to make my own. I think I might change the title of this, what do you think? Enough of the long, rambling authors note...)
Disclaimer: I own Twilight!! Really, I do. It's on... wait... where did I put it last...Noo!! It's lost! Well, I own it, but I don't know where it is. Hopefully Stephenie Meyer didn't take it... That would suck... Anyway, on with the story! Wait... disclaimer... I didn't publish, edit, write, etc. Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse.
Chapter 4 (is it chapter 4?)- Flu or not?
I woke up... sick... again. Edward has been worried sick.. in a manner of speaking, seeing as he can't actually get sick. We moved to Alaska for my change, but Edward refused to change me while I was sick. And, if you haven't guessed already, I am now Mrs. Edward Anthony Mason Cullen. Otherwise there wouldn't be talk of my change. I got up slowly, but as soon as I moved, I darted to bathroom. My stomach was rolling. I crouched over the toilet and let the remains of dinner out of my mouth. (Sorry for any mental pictures...)
Edward, as usual, rushed in and held back my hair. He hadn't gone hunting in a while so he could watch me.
"Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor? Carlisle? I don't think this is any flu." Oh, it isn't. I'm positive of that... I thought. How, I wasn't sure, but I had diagnosed myself.
"I'm positive, Edwar-" I was cut off by another surge of vomit. When I was done, Edward handed me a glass of water. I had to get him out of the house today. I was glad that he couldn't read my mind. I missed my time, I'm sick only in the mornings, I have sudden cravings... yes, Edward, dearest, I'm positive that I don't want to see Carlisle. He will tell you, then you will accuse me... so on and so forth... I was done puking, that much I was sure of. I turned back to Edward, who had a worry line in his forehead.
"Honey, you need to go hunting. I'll just stay in bed all day. I've been sick before. It's no big deal, I can cook for myself. I have been for quite a few years, now. Go hunting." His eyes were pitch black and the shadows under his eyes were very prominent. I sighed when he shook his head. "Yes. Go. Now. I make this hard enough on you, I don't want to make it any harder. Don't make me kick your vampire butt out the door... or window... or whatever. I will!" I knew it wasn't very threatening, but it got the point across. He frowned and kissed me.
"I'll be back tonight." And with that, he left. Knowing him, he would call Alice and tell her to watch me, but I didn't care that much. She was in Forks, still. She couldn't stop me, and if he was going to come back tonight, then he was going someplace a couple hours away. I got dressed and was ready to leave in a half hour. Edward might be on his way back, but he might not at the same time. You can never tell with a mind reading vampire husband and a future seeing vampire sister... in law, I guess, but I didn't see her that way.
I went outside to my red ford Mustang. I had finally given in to Edward and my faithful truck was sitting in the driveway of my dad's house in Forks. I hated to leave it, but it wouldn't have made it to Alaska. It could hardly make it to Seattle! I slid into the drivers seat to see a note on the steering wheel with Edward's elegant script on it. Why are you going to the pharmacy? Like I said... future seeing vampire sister. I hadn't even known that I had left the Target route. Pharmacy it was, then. I took off the note and started to drive off.
I pulled into the parking lot and got out. I was in the store with a bright blush on my face. I hoped no one would notice it. I automatically went to the 'feminine' section and found what I needed. An EPT. I bought it quickly and went back home. I went to the bathroom and did the test, then went through the possibilities. I could be pregnant by some miracle, or I could be acussed of cheating. The latter was most likely. Or, I couln't be pregnant and I seriously needed to go see a doctor. My three minutes were up. I went to the bathroom and saw what I dreaded. I started crying and sank down to the floor.
There was a smiley face on that stick.
(I know, there are a ton of these, but I needed to write my own. Sorry that my chapters have been so short, but I was bored with this one. If it's short, than either I have writers block, or I'm bored with the chapter. The next one will be longer! I promise! It will be much more interesting, too.)