You're Pregnant, Aren't You?
BPOV
I thought it was sweet how badly Edward wanted me to go to college. But with me being pregnant and all of the doctors' appointments and preparing for the baby I don't think I would be able to go and be able to get my work done. My goal was to become a baker and over the past few weeks I've been looking online from baking blogs. Some of the people didn't go to college at all and they now run successful bakeries. Not to mention that if I didn't go to college we could use the money to help with the baby once she arrived.
Edward and I were still eating cinnamon rolls on the porch when I was thinking this. I knew that he knew something was off by how quiet I was being.
"Bella? Is something wrong? You've been quiet. Is this about the college thing?" He asked. I admired how Edward wanted me to go to college to prove those statistics wrong about teen parents barely being able to finish college if not at all. But this was my choice and I wanted to do what was best for my daughter. If I stayed home I could work more hours at a job that I would hopefully get. I wanted to give my daughter everything she deserved and I'm positive Edward wants the same thing for her.
"Yeah. Edward, just listen to me. If I don't go to college I could work from home. After she's born I could start a baking business from our apartment. Plus, we could use the money from my tuition to help pay for our doctors' appointments and everything. So please hear me out. I've been thinking about this for the past few weeks. I've done research and everything. I want to do this. I want what is best for our daughter. Don't you?"
"Bella, love, I want everything for her. But I want you to be able to get the education you deserve. You have worked so hard these past 18 years and you deserve to go to college," he said as he got up from his seat and stood next to me. "Isabella Marie Cullen, I want to give and our little girl everything that you deserve."
"But Edward—" I protested but was soon interrupted.
"And if you staying home is what I best. Then I won't badger you about college anymore. It's your choice. Do what you think I best. But just remember that I love you and that I want you to do what you think is best after thinking over it and making sure that this is for sure what you want to do." He then got down on his knees and placed his left hand on my stomach and his right hands on mine.
"Edward. I want to stay home. I believe that with the baby and everything that school will be too stressful for me and that along with the price of bills and the fact that we both don't have job yet that he need the money."
"Ok. I'll go to school while you stay home and prepare for our daughter," he agreed and then brought the hand that was touching my hand and pulled my chin down to his level and kissed me hard. "Just remember that I love you."
And with that I kissed him hard. We both moaned in enjoyment as I felt Edward work his hand that was on my stomach to my breast. He gave it a gentle squeeze which caused me to help.
"Edward! What if the neighbors—"
"The nearest cabin is about 200 yards away."
"Ok. Then continue," I breathed as he began to nibble my neck.
"Let's go inside. I'm going to show you how much I love you," Edward said as he stood up and took me with him. After entering back through the sliding glass door I knew that I needed him there and now.
"Baby, I need you now. "
"Living room then," he demanded. He led us into the living room and moved us over the couch. As I sat on the couch I felt him tug on my shirt and I willingly took it off. I wasn't wearing a bra so that made Edward really excited. I lie on the couch and let Edward work on me. His lips began at my collarbone and gently worked their way done my body. My body reacted to him in positive ways. I felt my nether regions react to his touch as he tugged on my shorts. Not wanting him to be left out I pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it not caring where it landed. Edward moved his head back to my chest and began to lick around my breasts and would lightly graze his teeth across my nipples.
"That's good baby. Don't stop," I moaned as I raked my hands throughout his bronze locks. He then parted his teeth and took my left nipple in his mouth. As he began to suck I felt him pull down my shorts and panties. I felt myself getting that feeling I had experienced before. It was that feeling that you get when you are about to do something intimate and special with someone that you love so much. Even though I had experienced this feeling much before it still feels like the charm of our first time will always be there. Just minus the awkwardness of how our first time was.
But there I was now, lying naked in front of my husband on the couch of his family cabin in Ozette. As Edward tugged the materials away from my ankles I looked into his eyes for only a second. But in that second I saw all the love that he wanted to provide for me. I saw the love and worship that he had for me. I saw that he wanted what was best for me.
After he was done with my chest he began to move lower. I knew where this was going now. The first time Edward and I had done oral was strange for us. I wanted to please Edward in such a way but when I had tried it the taste of cum was disgusting and I almost gagged. I remember reading in Cosmo one time that men like it when their partners swallow, something about dominance and satisfaction for them.
I was different. When Edward wanted to do oral on me I felt embarrassed. I told him I wanted the mood to be right but in all honesty. I practically scrubbed my lady business with a loofah and soap for a week. But when it happened it felt amazing and strange at the same time. The feeling was incredible but the thought of how it was happening was a whole different story.
"You taste fucking amazing," Edward said as he licked around my inner thighs. He moved lower and lower until he was on his knees and had my legs swung over his shoulders. He placed a long lick from the bottom of my pussy to the top of my clit and I moaned so loud that I was glad that the nearest cabin as 200 years away.
"Oh fuck. Feels so good," I panted as Edward continued to lick me long and hard. I felt him take my clit in my mouth and work his magic on me. I closed my eyes and threw my head back on the couch cushions. "Don't stop."
I opened my eyes at the loss of Edward's tongue and saw that he had removed his pants revealing his erection. He lined himself up with my entrance and he slowly slid inside me. His slow movements began to quicken as I gripped some of the decorative pillows near my head.
Edward pulled me up to him and kissed me hard. I felt his tongue lightly trace my lips and I slowly parted mine and let Edward's tongue meet mine. Edward moved his hand that was around my shoulder and moved it to my clit to make me cum faster. I started to breathe faster and heavier and Edward rubbed my clit faster and trust harder.
"That's it baby. Just keep doing that," I panted quickly making it sound probably inaudible to Edward."Fuuuuuck Edward!" I whimpered as I came.
"Gahhhhhh," Edward added as he came also. I dropped my legs from around Edward's torso and set them on the floor while Edward just stood in front of the couch. He then sat down next to me and cuddled me close to his chest.
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Mrs. Cullen."
It had been three weeks since the wedding and I was now 18 weeks along. I was getting bigger and bigger it felt like. We had gone to the doctor last week and our little girl was developing just fine. We got a 3D ultra sound done. We saw so much more of her features. Edward says that he thinks that she has my nose and his ears. My mother thinks that the baby has Edward's nose and my chin, Esme and Phil thinks she has Edward's nose and my lips, and Carlisle thinks she has Edward's lips and my nose. I guess that we won't truly know though until she's born in February.
February. That was only five months away. I'm already almost halfway done with this pregnancy. But now that I've going to stay home I feel like I can relax and not be stressed out over school and the baby. But since I've made my choice, to which my Mom and Esme and Carlisle were very accepting to, Edward has gotten a job at a sports grill about 15 minutes away. He works weekends from 3:00 PM to 8:00 PM. I have been unsuccessful in the job search though. But because I am not going to school we put the money in a bank account that Esme and Carlisle help set up so that we can use to help the baby.
"Ok Bella, I got a whole bunch of color swatches from Home Depot today, all pinks and purples and cream colors. Even some green. Now what color scheme were you aiming for the nursery?" Alice asked as she walked around the empty room and taped some of the swatches on the wall.
"Well, I don't want the room to be overly pink. There's a fine line between simple and chicly pink and Barbie's Dream House pink, let me see some of the simple shades," I said as I walked over to her. I looked at some of them and I had to admit I liked them. They were simple. Like one of those colors that you'd see in a Pottery Barn catalog.
"What color furniture are you aiming for? White, brown or black?" Rosalie asked as she looked around the small room.
"Well. Esme said that we could have Edward's old crib and that is a dark brown color."
"Light pink and cream," Alice said as if she had a light bulb go off in her head. "Brown, pink, and cream go together."
"Well, I'd like Edward to have some say in what colors we paint the nursery. We're just happy that the landlord allows us to paint the walls."
"Why does Edward have to have say? It's not that he wants it to be a certain color pink. I mean if you were having a boy I'd understand but you're having a girl so the colors should be decided by the mom and the mom's friends," Alice protested.
"How much is the paint anyway?" I asked wanting to know how much I'd have to pay just to please Alice.
"A gallon of paint costs $15 for this brand that the swatch is from. I can go and get those little pint samples they sell for like $3 if you want," Alice asked as she placed some more colors together.
"Knock knock," we heard from the doorway," It was Edward. "So what are you lovely ladies doing?"
"We're just looking at colors for the nursery. How about this one? It's called Parisian Pink and Champaign Crème," I asked as I walked over to him and wrapped an arm around his waist and he did vice versa.
"Do we have to choose colors this early? I mean shouldn't we wait until we at least have some furniture to put in there?" Edward asked as he looked at the swatches placed across the wall. I knew he was thinking about the money factor. A gallon of paint seemed a little expensive but the room was only 8 feet by 8 feet so it was a little smaller than the average room size so maybe we could get by with one gallon.
"Oh. That reminds me. You're dad got your old crib out of your attic and said that you can pick it up this weekend."
"Ok then," he said as he thought for a moment, "I'll go in the morning and try to be back around noon so I won't have to be late for work."
"How's work been going so far?" Rosalie asked.
"It's going how it's going. I mean the pay is good since I get tips. And with Bella staying at home we can plan for the little lady easier and not worry about school and baby at the same time."
"Has she been kicking yet?" Rosalie asked as she helped Alice take down some of the swatches.
"Not yet. But she should be kicking very soon. The doctor said that she's growing perfectly and she should be kicking soon," I said as I placed a hand on my stomach and gently patted it.
"I take it you haven't thought of any names yet?" Alice chirped in.
"Not yet. But I don't want a standard name for her. I want her to have a unique name," I replied. "Edward and I got a baby book from our wedding so we might look through that on and off for the next few months."
"Are you going to go with a vowel? Like Edward and Isabella?" Alice asked. She really wanted to know about the baby and everything.
"I don't know, maybe. Maybe not. I guess we'll play it by ear when we get to that. But when it comes to the baby the thing that we're worrying about right now is appointments and making sure she's healthy."
"Not to get off topic but Bella, love, what do you want for your birthday?" Edward asked.
"Oh honey, you don't have to get me anything. All the money we have right now needs to go to helping us with the baby," I replied. I didn't want anything for my birthday at all. Every bit of money that we had would have to go to helping with the baby. I didn't want to be one of those teenage mothers that complain about never having money but always has the latest iPhone or has like seven different pairs of Uggs. I wanted to be responsible. I yawned and then stretched by arms over my head. I felt the fabric of my shirt slightly move up on my stomach.
"Bella when do you plan on maternity shopping?" I heard Rosalie ask. "Have you gotten any pregnancy clothes at all yet?"
"Not yet. Right now my clothes have been stretching just fine. I don't think I really need those until really late in my pregnancy. I don't think I'm super showy right now."
"Well, we better get going then. I have work at 2:00 PM," Rosalie said as she grabbed her bag.
"Yeah, I better get going also. Bella you keep looking at these color swatches. But I want to know what color you'll be going with before November," Alice added as she handed me the swatches and then followed Rosalie out the door.
"So what colors are they wanting us to choose for our baby?" Edward asked as I handed him the colors.
"Alice is pushing the colors she wants. But I think that'll we'll choose the colors that we want. Ok, by back is hurting. I'm going to sit down," I said as I walked out of the room and entered the living room. I took a sit on the couch and put my feet up on the table and closed my eyes.
"Are your feet sore?" I heard Edward ask as I felt him sit next to me.
"They're getting to that point."
"Come on. Let me massage them. Make you feel better," he said as he pulled my feet from the table to his lap. I moved myself to that I face now lying on the sofa with my legs on Edward's lap. I felt him begin to rub my feet and it felt good. I closed my eyes waiting to take a nap but before I could I turned my head to face the coffee table and saw a baby book that we had gotten from the wedding. We had gotten a nice array of things from our wedding. We got gift cards to places like Bed, Bath, and Beyond, Target, and some baby stores. I was really glad that Esme and Carlisle were letting us use Edward's old crib. It made we want to feel like using an item from when I was an infant as well.
There was a rocking chair in my old room. I used to be rocked to sleep in it. It was the only way I could get to fall asleep. I guess the standard car ride in the rain had become void since it always rained in Forks that I built up a resistance to that.
"Edward, I want to call Charlie."
"Really?" he inquired fast.
"Yeah, I want to talk to him. I understand that he may have had a quick lapse of judgment back in June when we told him about the baby. I mean how would you react if our daughter told us she was pregnant at 18?"
"Yeah, I understand him." He then took my feet off his lap and he moved over to my stomach. "You're not dating until you're either 60 or until I'm dead."
"Can babies even hear yet?" I asked as I sat up. "Get me my phone. I'm going to call Charlie."
And with that Edward placed a kiss on my stomach and then went to the counter and unplugged my phone and handed it to me.
"I think I still have his number in here," I thought aloud as I scrolled through my contacts. I found Charlie under the D's for 'Dad'. I tapped the screen and held the phone to my ear. Edward took his place back and continued to rub my feet.
I quickly swallowed as the phone began to ring.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Charlie?" I managed to choke out.
"Bella?! Is that you? Listen I want to apologize for everything. My reaction was inappropriate. I just couldn't stand the thought of my only daughter having a baby of her own. I won't blame you if you don't want to forgive me for what I did."
"Charlie. I—" I didn't know what to say next "How we come up and visit?" I asked hesitantly.
"I'd like that a lot," he said homely.
"Edward and I have to go to his parents to pick up his old crib anyway. We can see each other then. Will Saturday work?" I asked.
"Yeah that works for me," he replied. I could tell that there was sincerity in his heart. He was being honest about wanting to be there for me and the baby.
Today was the day I'd be seeing my dad since June. I wondered if he changed at all. I would have changed certainly. My 18 week stomach was hiding under a gray shirt. I was wearing yoga pants being my collection of low rise skinny jeans would no longer fit me. I put my hair in a messy bun and then left my bedroom and saw that Edward was in the living room waiting for me.
"Do you think we should bring some wedding photos? Or do you think that will make him feel guilty?" I asked as I looked at one of the photos on my phone. It was of me and Edward. We were holding hands and they were placed on my stomach.
"He might ask how the wedding went…and how the baby is doing so let's bring some ultrasounds along as well."
"Ok," I said as I put some of the ultrasound pictures in my purse. "Let's go get the crib and then see my dad."
We walked out of our apartment and down the hall. As we approached the elevator we saw Kate and Garrett.
"It's nice to see you again. Bella and Edward, right?" asked Kate as we shook hands. "My you're glowing."
"Thank you. It's nice to see you again as well. How are you?"
"Garrett and I are well. How are you?" Kate replied.
"We're fine as well. Thanks for asking," Edward said.
"How far along are you if you don't mind us asking?" Garrett then asked.
"I'm about 18 and half weeks. We actually just found out that it's going to be a girl."
"That's great. Well congratulations," they said as they left.
"They're a nice couple," I said as Edward and I got onto the elevator. As the doors closed I yawned. I missed being able to drink caffeine. But that was on the "Not to Eat While Pregnant" list that was in a baby book that I read when Edward and I decided to keep the baby.
"You tired? You can sleep on the way down to Forks if you want," Edward suggested as the elevator opened to the lobby. The lobby was a small room with a front desk, sofas, and vending machines along with a water tank.
"Yeah. I will take a nap on the way down. I need to be getting more sleep anyway."
As we made our way to Edward's Volvo I looked at my red truck which was parked next to Edward's car. My truck was old. It was from the 50s. But I loved it. I guess every teenager has a connection to their first car. Edward opened the door of his Volvo for me and then closed it before walking over to the other side and entered himself.
"So are you going to be ok with seeing your dad?" He asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Yeah. I want our daughter to have her grandpa in her life."
"IS that the only reason you want to reconcile with Charlie?" Edward asked.
"No. I want to work things out with my dad. Never mind. I'm going to take a nap," I said as I faced away from Edward and rested my head on my seatbelt. "Wake me when we're at your parents."
I was standing in the apartment living room. I don't remember walking into the apartment at all. I looked around the room and noticed there was a mirror on the wall. I walked closer to it and then saw my own face. But it wasn't my face. I looked older. I had small crow's feet on my eyes and a slightly wrinkled forehead. I looked older but not that much older. Maybe no older than 40.
"Mom?" I heard a voice ask behind me.
I turned around to see a young woman with green eyes and long brown hair. She looked about 16 years old.
"Mom, Dad I need to talk to you."
"What is it honey?" That was Edward.
I turned to my left and saw that Edward looked around the same age as me. He was wearing his glasses and his bronze hair looked slightly lighter in color while he, too, had small wrinkles and laugh lines.
"Mom, Dad, I need to tell you something important," she asked. Was this my daughter? She looked like me and Edward. So she must be my daughter. Edward's eyes, my hair, she even had my nose and Edward's chin.
"Mom, Dad, I'm pregnant."
"How could you? You are irresponsible and reckless!" Edward began to yell at our daughter. What was he thinking? He had no right to yell at her for being pregnant as a teenager when we had her as teenagers. I opened my mouth to talk to Edward but nothing came out. I then turned to our daughter and she had tears falling down her face.
I woke with a jolt. I was breathing heavily and my heart was racing.
"Bella are you ok?" Edward asked. I turned to look at him and saw that he was back to his 19 year old self.
"I'm ok. I just, I just had a b—a weird dream."
Author's Note
I'm sorry I didn't update in a while. I had exams and then I had to do my junior service hours but good news is is that I'm now on summer break. Plus I turn 18 in three weeks as well. I'm sorry if I skipped around a lot in this chapter. I just want to move along with this story.