Chapter 15

LPOV

Six months ago I thought I would only be in Fork's for the summer. Six months ago I thought I had a life back in France waiting for me. Six months ago my life changed for the worst.

A week after Masen left my Dad had a heart attack and his girlfriend left him. She said she couldn't see herself with a sick guy. It was really a terrible thing but it caused me to move in with him. I used his car everyday to travel back and forth to Bella's where I kept taking care of her kids but I figured it would only last for a couple more months. I figured my Dad would get better and I could go back to France but that's not how it worked out.

It was the middle of August when I found him on the floor of our kitchen. My entire world came crashing down when I realized he wasn't breathing. The doctor's said he had another heart attack that happened early in the day and if I had gotten home earlier then I probably could have saved him. I felt like it was all my fault. I felt…like a terrible person.

After my Dad passed I realized I couldn't go back to France. France wasn't home. So, I sold my Dad's house and found a small apartment close to Bella's house.

I must say that if it wasn't for Bella I don't think I could have survived the last six months.

"I don't understand why you just don't move back in here, Lane. It will save you so much money." Bella said as she chopped up the tomatoes for the salad she was making. I sighed as I stood next to the stove stirring the chicken alfredo I had prepared.

"I like my apartment…" I tried.

"That's a lie. I hear you complaining to Seth all of the time about how much you hate that place." She points out. She's right. The apartment is a piece of crap but I honestly like living on my own, even if I do spend 90% of my time at Bella's. "So, would you just think about it?"

"Okay." I said to make her happy. "I'll think about it."

"Thank you." She smiled. "So, about Seth…I've seen that the two of you are spending a lot more time together."

"I need a friend." I shrugged. That was the truth or that's how I saw it at least. I knew that Seth felt more for me but I refused to see him any other way then just a friend. I liked our friendship the way it was and I really didn't want anything to change between us. "I miss my Dad and I miss Masen…and I just…" I really didn't want to start crying. I felt like that's all I really did lately besides watch the triplet's and Alexa who were now in school so I watched them less then before. I couldn't wait until they had Christmas vacation so that I could spend more time with them. I adored those four kids even if they could be a handful at times.

"It's fine, Lane. I understand." Bella put a hand on my shoulder. "Have you talk to Masen?"

"No." I shook my head sniffling. "I doubt he'd want to speak to me anyway. He's about to have a baby in a little over a month. I don't want to bother him." I said knowing that if I went on about Masen any longer I really would start crying.

There were two subject's that really got to me. One would be my Dad. He was all I had left. My Mom had died when I was just a kid and I barely knew her but my Dad…he really was my everything. The other subject was Masen. I hadn't realized until Masen was gone that I was still in love with him. I knew Bella spoke to him on a regular basis but I never wanted to know about anything in his life.

Bella was about to say something else to me but her cell phone started to ring. I knew that ring. It was Masen's.

"Hey Sweetie." She sighed into the phone. I turned away from her to finish dinner. Edward and the kids were out getting a Christmas tree with Jasper and his boys. "Oh! Well, call me when the baby get's here. I love you, Mase." She hurried off of the phone and then looked at me.

"What? She's not due for six more weeks I thought." I raised an eyebrow.

"She went into early labor and the baby should be here within the next few hours." Bella said setting the phone down. "I can't believe my baby is about to have a baby." She whispered.

"If it's even his." I said under my breath but I knew Bella had heard from the short laugh she gave me.

MPOV

I could watch her stomach for hours. I loved seeing our baby move around, it was amazing to witness. I reached out and let my hand rest above my girlfriends navel. I smiled when our baby kicked my hand.

"I think we're going to have a soccer player on our hands." I chuckled.

"Don't, Masen." Cassie swatted my hand away. She hated when I paid more attention to the baby then her. I wondered how she would feel after our baby was born. "I'm miserable. Could you please go get me some pickles?" She whined.

"We have some in the fridge." I told her moving from my spot on the bed. I got up and walked over to the dresser knowing I would have to go out and get some more damn pickles for her. These last six months have been hell. Nothing about Cassie's pregnancy has been easy or amazing except for the fact that our baby was in her. Cassie has hated every second of it.

The first week after we got back from Fork's was great until Cassie started having morning sickness. After that she was diagnosed with Preeclampsia twenty weeks in. Then about five weeks ago the doctor put her on bed rest. I think she's hated that the most. I can never tell with her though. She's constantly changing her moods.

"I want whole ones. Those aren't whole." She complained.

"Alright, I'll be back soon." I sighed slipping my shoes on.

"Wait, Mase, don't leave." She started crying. "I'm sorry…I don't want pickles."

"Cass…" I rolled my eyes at her but got back in the bed kicking off my shoes. "You are insane." I laughed.

"I'm pregnant, there's a difference."

"If you say so." I inched my hand back towards her stomach. She sighed and reached over to put her hand over my own. "I just like to feel the baby." I told her.

"I know, but can you please not do that tonight? I'm miserable…"

"Okay. I won't." I said with a harsh tone snatching back my hand. "I have some studying to do."

I had gotten into Medical School at Columbia back in August. It's been tough dealing with school and trying to find some work plus having to take care of Cassie. Thankfully we had saved up some money from her modeling gigs through the years. We had enough to where we were comfortable but it wasn't enough to raise a baby on for long.

I walked out of our bedroom and into the living room where my books were already spread across the coffee table.

I sat down on the couch and turned on the lamp next to the couch. I had just gotten comfortable when I heard Cassie screaming from our bedroom.

I don't think I have ever gotten up and into our bedroom as fast as I did in that moment.

"Cass, what's wrong?" She was standing up but bending out holding her stomach.

"I think the baby is coming." She had tears running down her face as she screamed at me. "We need to get to the hospital!"

I had to remind myself that it could be hours before she gave birth and that she was just having contractions now. I really didn't need to get nervous, it wouldn't be good for me or her.

I was able to get her to the hospital in less then an hour. She was five centimeter's dilated when they checked her. She was definitely going to be having the baby tonight.

"I'm going to go call my Mom." I smoothed back her hair. She had nothing but yell at me since we had gotten to the hospital. She hadn't stopped telling me how much she hated me and the baby. She told me how we were ruining her life and she couldn't wait to get the 'thing' out of her. I just told myself it was the pain talking and she didn't mean it.

"I hate your Mother. Why would you call her?" She gritted her teeth.

"I won't be long." I said before leaving her.

I was back in the room ten minutes later. My Mom didn't really have much to say since she still believed the baby wasn't even mine. About a month after we got back to New York I had called her to tell her how much Cassie had already changed due to the pregnancy hormones. She proceeded to tell me her theory on how the baby wasn't mine and that Cassie was just trying to trap me. I refused to believe that. Cassie wouldn't do that to me. There was no way. The baby was mine and even if it wasn't I couldn't see myself not being in it's life so it really didn't matter either way.

If I couldn't have the girl I really wanted then I would just settle for Cassie. I knew that sounded terrible but it really was the truth.