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A Hard Day's Night
Bella's Point of View
I finished wiping the dust from the entertainment center; it always grossed me out how much dust could accumulate in this house within a week. I felt like all I did was clean, cook, and do laundry. However, it was nice having the house to myself for a night—even if I spent it cleaning.
My father had gotten Mariner's tickets and invited Edward, Masen, and Carlisle. They would be staying in a hotel overnight, since I knew none of them would be able to drive back home with the amount of beer they would drink.
I stepped off the small ladder and almost tripped over a sleeping Brownie. She woke up and leaped up onto the couch before plopping back down and falling asleep. Walking into the laundry room, I put the dusty rags into the washing machine.
I put away all the cleaning supplies before I heated myself a burrito and watched the new episode of Real Housewives of New Jersey. Ten minutes into the show there was a knock on the door. I wasn't expecting anyone and I wasn't stupid enough to open the door. It was almost ten o'clock at night and I was all alone.
Hearing the faint sounds of whimpering through the door, I peeked through the peep hole. "Mom, it's me, Tanya." I heard the familiar voice sob.
Not a second later I had the door open and she jumped into my arms. I was in shock; she hadn't cried in my arms in so many years. It felt unfamiliar. I pulled her into the house and locked the door. Bringing us into the family room, I sat down on the couch. She held on to me tightly as she sobbed loudly. Knowing that she needed to calm down, I sat there silently rubbing her back.
Ten minutes had passed by and her tears slowly stopped. She held on to me tightly. "Tanya, you want to talk about it?" I asked her in a soothing tone.
She nodded her. "Hold on," I said.
I quickly got up and grabbed a box of Kleenex and a moist towel to wipe her face of dried tears. She blew her nose first and wiped her face off before she looked at me. "Demetri broke up with me." She began to cry again.
My heart ached for her; I didn't know what it was like to have my heart broken, since I married my first boyfriend. "Oh, honey, come here." She threw her arms at me and cried in my arms.
"I really loved him, Mom," she croaked.
"I know you did." I sighed.
"He told me that I was a nice piece of ass, but I wasn't the woman fit for his lifestyle. I was the woman you had on the side, not a woman a man wants to marry." Another flow of tears ran down her face.
"Tanya, you have to know that he was lying?" I asked, while on the inside I was thinking of ways to kick that boy's ass.
"No, he must think I am an idiot getting his name tattooed on my body. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. You were right." She sniffled.
"Aren't I always?" I chuckled trying to lighten the mood.
"Mom," she raised her eyebrows.
"Maybe next time you will listen to me?" I asked.
She nodded her head and played with her fingers. "Anything else happen that you want to talk about?"
A flood of tears came running down her face again, "Mom, please don't be angry at me?"
I nodded my head at her, nervous of what she was going to tell me. "Mom, I-I t-th-thi-think I'm preg-pregnant," she stuttered.
Gasping at her revelation, I tried to form words. As much as I don't regret having Tanya at the age of sixteen, there were things I definitely wished I could have changed. While my friends in high school were going to parties and out to the movies, Edward and I were stuck at home taking care of a baby.
At the prime age of sixteen, I knew that having a baby would be difficult, I just didn't realize how much. When I got pregnant with Masen ten years later, it was a lot easier, because I knew what it would be like to have an infant.
"Mom?" Tanya asked wondering how I was going to react—that should be the least of her worries. If she really was pregnant, Edward would be flying through the roof.
"Are you sure?" I asked her.
"No," she paused and fiddled with her fingers. "I'm late, like three weeks late. I'm always tired and irritable," she cried.
So, there might be a chance that she isn't pregnant. I never had a regular cycle until after I had kids; maybe this is just a fluke.
"I think I should call Dr. Gernandy and set up an appointment to see if you really are pregnant," I told her as I brushed the tears off her face.
She nodded her head and hugged me tightly. I don't know how long we stayed in that position, but I do know that I hadn't stopped thinking about what her life would be like now. My parents and Edward's hadn't really helped us out. They would babysit every now and then, but I think the tough love really helped Edward and me out.
I'm not saying that it was always easy between Edward and me; we fought constantly within the first year of Tanya being born. I was extremely tired and worn down, and Edward would hang out with his buddies from time to time, not coming home until the early morning. I had almost left him when Tanya was one and a half years old, but we eventually worked out our differences. We still fight here and there now, but what normal married couple doesn't? No one is perfect at parenting and Edward and I knew we were definitely nowhere near perfect.
Tanya finally stopped crying and fell asleep. I got off the couch and tucked her in with the throw on the back of the couch. I went upstairs and sent a text to the only person I knew I could talk to about Tanya without blowing up. It was late, but I hoped she would reply back.
It wasn't even a second later before I heard the faint ring. I picked up my phone and opened the message.
I can meet you tomorrow for coffee at the usual, say nine thirty in the morning? ~ Nessa
I quickly sent her a reply.
Thank you…Sounds good! ~Bella
Another chime came from my phone; it was a picture of Edward and Masen with a bunch of crap they bought from the souvenir store.
Had a great time! I love you! ~Edward
My fingers worked fast to reply.
I love you too! Make sure to give Masen a kiss goodnight from me. ~Bella
I put my phone on the charger and snuggled under the covers. It was weird being in this big bed alone, but it wasn't horrible. Feeling my eyes drift close, I fell asleep dreaming of happy things.
I was woken up the next morning by Masen. He came jumping on the bed telling me all the things he did last night. Pulling him down, he yelped.
"Masen, calm down," I croaked.
I was mentally drained from last night, thinking about Tanya. Turning my head, I looked at the clock. The red lights flashed eight forty-two. I still had thirty minutes before I had to leave.
I wrapped my arms around Masen and gave him a big kiss. "Ma." He blushed.
"Okay, so now tell me how your night was." I smiled and pulled myself up.
"Well, first Grandpa Charlie took us for some hotdogs, which were really greasy, Momma. Then we sat down and Daddy had a beer…Oh and Grandpa Charlie did too!" He was talking so fast it was hard to understand what he was saying. All in all I got that he had had a lot of fun last night.
"I'm glad you had fun, Mase." I kissed his cheek. "Where is your father?"
"Oh, he's outside fixing his bike. He said something was wrong with it."
He quickly left me to go check on Lester and Brownie. I went into the bathroom to clean myself up a bit before I had to leave to meet my sister.
When I was dressed and ready to go, I went to check on Tanya, who had moved up to her room during the night. She was still asleep under all the layers of blankets. I carefully shut the door, hoping that I wouldn't wake her. Walking down the stairs, I grabbed my purse on the railing.
Edward came in the kitchen, covered in black grease. "Hey baby, where are you off to?" he asked.
I walked over to him, carefully trying to keep some distance in between us so I didn't get any grease on me, and gave him a kiss.
"I am meeting up with Vanessa for some coffee," I told him.
His eyebrows furrowed. "But we have coffee here?"
"I know, but I really need to talk to her," I replied.
"Well, you could talk to her here with a free cup of coffee," he said slowly, drying his hands with the dish towel.
"I actually really can't, Edward. Listen, I will be back in an hour or two. If the kids get hungry there is one more frozen pizza in the freezer." I pulled my sunglasses on and gave him one last kiss.
"Kids? Did Masen have a friend come over this morning?" he asked, confused.
"Oh, Tanya came home last night. She is asleep and had a rough night, so please let her be." I stressed. "Alright, I'll see you later." I kissed his cheek and ran out the door before he could say anything.
I started my car and high-tailed it down the road. As I sped down along the deserted streets, I bobbed my head to the music playing on the radio. I hated the songs the kids were listening to now; I loved listening to the "oldies."
Pulling up into the cafe, I parked the car next to my sister's mini-van. She pulled me into a big hug knowing that I already needed the comfort. We were seated toward the back of the café; the young server gave us each a cup of coffee.
"So, are you pregnant?" Vanessa asked with a smirk as she took a drink.
My lips formed a tight grin. "Nope, but someone else might be."
She gasped and put her hand up to her mouth. "Tanya?"
I nodded my head. "Yep." I took a deep breath. "She came home late last night in tears. Demetri broke up with her and she told me she might be pregnant."
"Oh, Bella, this is like our parents eighteen years ago, except you were the one pregnant." She sighed.
"I know, I have never regretted having her, but I don't want my kids to go through the struggles Edward and I went through. It was tough and I know Tanya is definitely not ready to have a baby."
"Bella, are you sure she is pregnant? Is there a chance that she may be lying?" she asked.
"I scheduled an appointment with Dr. Gernandy last night online. I am hoping that it is a false alarm." I took a drink of the hot, bitter liquid.
"Bella, how do you know she isn't lying?" Vanessa asked.
"I just do. I mean I know Tanya is a great actress, but she was really upset and scared last night," I told her.
"Does Edward know?" She smirked.
"Are you kidding me? I would be at the hospital right now as my husband would be suffering from a stroke. I don't think I am going to tell him until we know for sure."
"Yeah, that isn't going to go well with him." She laughed.
"I really don't know how to feel about this. I'm angry and upset that she let this happen, but I can't blame her, because then I would be a hypocrite."
"Bella, you need to be there for her. Remember how you felt when you found out you were having a baby?" she asked.
How could I forget how I felt? When I first found out I was scared as hell. The hardest part was telling my parents. Edward and I sat on the couch for hours listening to my father and Carlisle yell at us for being so careless, how we ruined our futures, we would be stuck to this baby for the rest of our lives.
It took years for my parents to like Edward and vise versa. In the Cullens' eyes, Edward was supposed to leave this town and become something great; leave his rebellious life behind.
When Tanya was born, our love for one another was tested, but through all our struggles we had overcome, it had brought us together.
"I know, Nessa," I whispered.
She moved across the booth and wrapped her arms around me. I don't know how long I sat there in the comfort of my sister's arms, but I knew I had to get home to take care of my family.
"Thank you, Vanessa." I gave her one last hug.
"Anytime, Bella. You're my little sister. I'm supposed to be there for you no matter what." She smiled and got in her van.
I started the ignition and headed home.
Before I got home, I decided to stop at the store and pick up some pregnancy tests. The teenage clerk smiled at me, and I rolled my eyes. As if he thought he ever had a chance?
I flashed my wedding ring at him and thanked him. He got the hint and handed me my bag. I walked out of the store and got in my car.
When I arrived home, Edward was playing on the Wii with Masen. Thankful for the distraction, I ran up the stairs and into Tanya's room. She was laying in her bed with the covers over head.
"Tanya," I said hesitantly.
I ran my hands in her tangled hair. "Honey, I bought you some tests. I think you should take them," I told her.
"I don't want to," she cried.
"Honey, I think you should take the tests," I gently urged her.
"Fine," she snapped and scrambled out of the bed.
She snatched the three different tests out of my hand and ran into the bathroom. The sound of the slamming door had Brownie barking up a storm.
"Knock it off!" Edward yelled.
After Tanya finished peeing on the sticks, she pulled me into the bathroom. I held her in my arms as we waited for the minutes to pass by. She had taken four tests, just to be safe. It felt like the longest time before the timer beeped.
"Are you ready?" I asked her.
She shook her head. "Can you look?" she asked me.
I nodded my head and slowly stood up. My fingers shook as I glanced at the tests. The first one had a smile, the second one had a negative sign, the third one had two lines, and the last one said negative. There was a fifty percent chance that she was pregnant.
"Two positives and two negatives," I told her.
"So, what does that mean?" she asked.
"It means there is a fifty percent chance that you may or may not be pregnant," I replied.
"Oh." She trembled.
"It will be okay. We will find out for sure tomorrow when we visit Dr. Gernandy." My voice cracked at the end.
"Why is this happening to me?" she sobbed.
"I don't know," I replied, not really knowing what to tell her.
I held her in my arms for a while until Edward called my name. I left her in the bathroom to clean herself up and walked downstairs.
"What's for dinner?" he asked me.
This is so typical; the male always asking the wife what is for dinner. Why can't he cook himself dinner from time to time?
"I don't know yet. I haven't really put much thought into it," I told him.
"Oh, okay." He mumbled something under his breath and walked away.
I went into the kitchen and grabbed some tortillas and shredded cheese. I fired up the pan and started making quesadillas for them, not exactly in the mood to make an extravagant dinner.
I served the boys in the family room and walked upstairs to give Tanya her dinner and she thanked me. Entering my room, I sat on the bed and watched some old Friends episodes.
I must have fallen asleep in the middle of the third episode, because I felt Edward fiddling with the button on my jeans. I woke up and he helped me change into pajamas before I fell back asleep in his warm arms.
The next morning was a whirl wind. I was late waking up; therefore I didn't have time to make anyone their lunch, which meant they would all have to buy lunch. Masen hated school lunches, but it was better than nothing.
Edward was a bit stand offish. I knew he knew something was going on, but he was annoyed that I wasn't telling him. I didn't think there was a point in telling him something that he could take way out of proportion if it wasn't true.
Tanya and I had been waiting in the small sterilized room, waiting for the test results to come back. She held my hand firmly. My sister had sent me a text asking me to let her know the results.
Dr. Gernandy entered the room with his clip board. "Well, the test results came back, Miss Cullen. You're not pregnant."
I felt relieved for the news and so did Tanya. I smiled at him and gave quick thanks before we headed off. Tanya and I went out to lunch before I took her to school. My phone chirped. Thinking it was my sister that left me a voicemail, I sent her a text.
She's not pregnant. ~Bella
My sister's reply came within seconds.
That's great news! =) ~Nessa
I checked my missed calls and noticed that the school and Edward had called. I listened to the voicemails and my heart plummeted into my stomach.
"Bella, is there a reason why I got a call from Masen's school telling me he was showing pregnancy tests to the other kids? There better be a fucking explanation when I get home."
"Second skipped message"
"Hello, Mrs. Cullen, this is Mrs. Cope calling from Forks Elementary School. We had a little problem today with Masen, showing around some pregnancy tests to his classmates…"
I deleted the message without listening to the rest and headed home. I knew the shit was about to hit the fan as soon as I set foot inside.
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