I hope this chapter brings some closure to this story, my plans on starting a sequel are not certain but I promise that I will at least write something new in the very near future.
Many thank you's go out to MadeleineJade and Twilightislovee this story wouldn't be the same without them.
All Characters Belong to Stephenie Meyer and All Songs Belong To Kings Of Leon.
The incessant beeping of the hospital machines had begun to drive me nuts, and at this point, I felt like all the music I made from here on out would be fucking inundated with their rhythm.
"Edward, let's go home," Bella said from the doorway of my father's hospital room. It had been two weeks since we arrived back in New York. His doctors had decided that he needed chemotherapy, and my parents insisted on moving to the city so that they could be closer to all of us. They had just finished surgically placing a tube inside his chest through which the chemo would be delivered. He would have to stay overnight and would be free to go home in the morning to his fancy, new, uptown penthouse.
"Okay," I answered as I stood from my chair and walked over to her. I wrapped my arms tightly around her little body and let out a sigh of relief as the warmth and scent of her comforted me. No matter how fucked up shit got in my life, I knew that she would be there for me. I could get through anything as long as Bella was my girl.
"I love you. He's going to be okay," she said as she rubbed soothing circles on my back.
"I know. Let's go home."
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Upon arriving back in the city, I asked Bella to move in with me, as there was no point in keeping two apartments when we would always be together. She ultimately agreed. Angela and Ben took over the lease without question. Since we needed a fresh start, we had decided that moving to a new place would be good for us.
It only took a few days for us to find an apartment on the Upper East Side, which, automatically, came with some annoying comments about Gossip Girl from Alice. I didn't care where we lived as long as we lived together. Unfortunately, we got stuck on the 5th floor of a walk up, but the boys and I managed to move everything in one weekend. Emmett took credit for most of the work, though, claiming to have carried the entire loveseat up by himself.
I sat down in the brown chair that had made the move with us and picked up my guitar. It had been weeks since I had been able to write. As I began to strum my guitar, the words flew out effortlessly.
Find yourself a new frontier
Cause life is going, going, gone
Fly yourself away from here 'til you're clear
Before it's going, going, gone
Say it loud and in the light
For it's going, going, gone
Shake the hands, the hands that pick people fight
Cause life is going, going, gone
Yes I'll find you and cut you down
Friends and neighbors, sleepy town
If you wake up before the blow
Pick your face up
We come, we go
We live until we live no more
Travel with the dead black eye
Before it's come and come and gone
Cradles and the rocking chairs beneath the light
Before it's come and come and gone
Yes I'll find you and cut you down
Friends and neighbors, sleepy town
If you wake up before the blow
Pick your face up
We come, and go
We come and go, oh, oh, oh
We come and go, oh, oh, oh, oh
"That sounded incredible," she said as she took the guitar from my lap and gingerly leaned it against the side of the chair. She sat down on my lap sideways, with her feet resting upon the armrest, and snuggled into my chest, her tiny arms wrapping around my neck as she inhaled and then exhaled with a tiny sigh.
"You're beautiful." I placed a soft kiss on the top of her head as I wrapped my arms around her, bringing her body as close to mine as possible.
"Can we go for a walk in Central Park in the morning?" One of the many perks to our apartment was that we lived two blocks away from the Conservatory Gardens in Central Park. We had discussed the possibility of getting a dog so that we could enjoy walking in the park more often.
"Anything you want, love." She had no idea how much I meant that. Bella owned my heart so completely that I was at her fucking mercy for the rest of my life.
"Let's go to sleep," she yawned as I placed my hands under her ass and in the crook of her knees to lift her up and carry her to our bedroom. I had high hopes for the night. Bella and I had yet to have sex again since the night I found out about my father, not for lack of wanting to, but it just never felt right.
"I want you tonight," she whispered in my ear before nibbling on my lobe gently. I faltered a bit, but caught myself on the doorframe to our room.
"Fuck, you have no idea," was my response as I gently laid her down on the bed. As I watched her undress herself, her warm brown eyes never letting go of mine, I guessed that there would be little foreplay tonight.
"Are you going to just watch me or are you going to get naked, too?" she asked as she shimmed her pants down her hips. I needed no encouragement after that to remove my clothing completely.
I watched in awe as she removed her lingerie and climbed under the covers. The fact that I knew she was naked under there drove me fucking nuts. I hurriedly pulled my boxers down and climbed under the covers like a scared, insecure girl. No matter how much I opened up to her, the thought of her sizing me up scared the shit out of me. When I discussed my fear of being naked in front of my girl to Emmett and Jasper, they laughed for a good twenty minutes before Em called me a pansy and told me to man up. Jasper agreed with a nod, and that was the end of that conversation and the last time I'd ever go to either of them for advice.
I lay on my side and gently pulled her body up against mine. I could already feel the warmth and wetness from her center as she pressed herself against my leg. Needing no further encouragement, I used my body to push her onto her back, my body settling over hers. There were no words that needed to be said as I guided myself into her. It had been weeks since I first felt her warmth surrounding me, and in that moment, I vowed I would never go that long without her ever again.
"You feel so good," I groaned as I thrust into her.
"Ow," she whispered almost inaudibly. I immediately stopped my movements and pulled out almost all the way before she held my hips in place.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked. I would rather die before I put her through any physical pain.
"I… there's just not enough… um…" she stuttered as she tried to find an explanation.
"Bella, it's me. I love you; just tell me what's wrong"
"Not enough foreplay?" she said whispered. That's when it hit me. She was trying to explain that she wasn't, for the lack of a better word, wet enough. I hadn't noticed, but then again, I was a fucking dude. Anything remotely moist and warm felt good on my dick.
I nodded in understanding as I began to thrust into her shallowly at first, my head falling to capture her right nipple in my mouth. She gasped softly, and I could immediately feel the wetness surging from her. I continued to nip, suck, and tease her breast and neck as I thrust deeper. Her moans were louder, and as my hips slammed against hers, I could feel how much wetter she was. I was worried that I was being too rough until she placed her hands on my hips and pulled me into her body as hard as she could.
"Fuck me, Edward," she moaned as she thrust her hips up. Her words cemented the fact that I couldn't last much longer, but I wouldn't deny her pleasure before I found my own this time.
"Are you close?" I asked as I reached between us to rub her clit. She nodded immediately and began to circle her hips. The change in the angle almost made me cum right then and there.
"Please don't move, baby," I instructed her as my head feel into the crook of her neck. My thrusting had come to a halt as I continued to rub her furiously. I knew that one more thrust was all I needed, and I couldn't let myself disappoint her for the second time.
"Oh, right there! Don't stop. So fucking close," she moaned breathlessly as I felt her walls begin to clench around me "I'm gonna…" she finished her sentence by sucking in her breath as he lips formed a little O. I would have thought the face was adorable if it weren't for the fact that her pussy was contracting around me, giving me the most intense pleasure of my fucking life.
"Shit, Bella," I groaned as I roughly thrust into her three times without any rhythm before spilling my seed inside of her.
I kissed her forehead gently before pulling out of her and lying on my back beside her. She turned onto her side and pressed the length of her body against me, resting her head upon my chest.
"I love you," I whispered as I rubbed circles on her lower back.
She nodded and yawned, too wrapped up in her post coital bliss to respond. I gave myself a mental high five for that one.
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In the morning, we awoke still wrapped up in each other. We eventually got up, albeit reluctantly. Knowing we'd be spending the morning together made it infinitely easier to let Bella out of my arms, and once we were up, it didn't take much time for us to get ready for our walk in the park. Bella could be what the girls called high maintenance at times as far as dressing up to the nines. She liked to look good, and that was more than fine by me, but this morning she was pretty low key. Even in sweat pants, though, my girl looked beautiful.
We walked to the park in silence, her tiny hand gripping mine as we entered through the gates of the gardens. She would always let out a gentle sigh at the sight before us. The sprawling green grass and water fountain always reminded her of Pride and Prejudice. She said she could picture Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth having a picnic there or some shit like that.
"Edward, I have to tell you something," she said as she took a seat on one of the benches we happened upon.
"You can tell me anything," I responded as I took a seat next to her and pulled her hands into my own. My mind began going through a list of all the horrible things she could have done. The first thing was cheat, but it didn't fucking matter what she did, because we would work through it. I loved her, and my life would be shit without her.
"I don't know how it happened. I feel so stupid," she said as she stared at the ground, her hands breaking from mine to play with a loose thread on her sweatpants.
"Bella, just tell me. Please."
She looked up at me, tears threatening to spill over her eyes, and spoke.
"I'm pregnant," was all she said before I stood up from the bench and began pacing before her.
"How could you do this to me? I thought I was your first, or did you fuck Jacob while I was at the hospital with my dad? I can't believe this."
"What the hell is the matter with you?" she asked through clenched teeth. She was angry, obviously, but was trying to keep her voice even so as not to create a scene. "I haven't fucked anyone but you! I'm not one of your whores, Edward; I would never cheat on you. Is that how little you think of me?" Bella's gaze was aimed away from me as she crossed her arms over her chest. She was biting her bottom lip so hard trying to fight the tears that were still brimming, creating a glassy-eyed look from the angle her face was turned.
I kneeled before her and pulled her into a hug. Of course I would jump to the wrong conclusion, as usual. Leave it to me to yell at my girlfriend after she tells me that she's pregnant.
"I'm sorry. You just fucking surprised the shit out of me. We only had sex once before last night. I thought you were on birth control. I didn't know, I'm sorry." Bella's head rested on my chest for what seemed like forever. She had yet to say anything more. I wondered if I'd just fucked up again with Bella. Me and my stupid, paranoid mind out to sabotage the only good thing in my life. Her silence was killing me. My thoughts took another pessimistic turn. What if Bella was sick of me being such a headcase? Didn't want to expose our kid to such...I don't know...psychosis? I suddenly was afraid of losing her.
"I'm scared," she said as she exhaled a deep breath. Her voice was sounded so small, it nearly broke my heart.
I pushed her body away from mine gently and kept my hands rested on her shoulders as I looked into her eyes.
"I promise you that I will always love you, and I am going to take care of you and this baby. We always end up doing things in a fucked up order, but I'm going to try my best to not be a fuck up anymore. You deserve better. Hell, this baby deserves better," I vowed. I was scared as hell myself, but it was time to man up and be the man that Bella and our baby needed me to be.
"I love you," she said as she pressed her lips against mine. The passion with which I returned that kiss underscored the promises I had just made. I could not, would not, let Bella or the baby down.
I knew then that this year would be a life altering one. Only By The Night's album release was around the corner, along with the start of the worldwide tour. Now I had to factor being a father into everything. I had no idea how I would manage it all, but with Bella in my life, it all seemed somehow possible.
now that I am settled into my new place I hope to get back to my regular writing schedule, so let me know if you'd like a new story or a sequel perhaps. Reviews would be incredible.