Broken
Chapter 5:
Hurt
Bella laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. Her heart couldn't have hurt any worse than it did at the moment. She felt like somebody grabbed her heart, twisted it, and ripped it out slowly. That's how much it hurt.
She missed Edward. She missed him more, and more every minute of everyday. Her heart stung, and her eyes watered as she breathed in the scent of her sweater. It still smelt like the house she used to love walking into. The house Edward, and Bella's son grew up for the past five years.
It pained Bella to look at her song everyday. He looked so much like Edward that it felt like he was still around. Anthony had short and choppy bronze hair that completed his emerald green eyes perfectly. He had Bella's nose, but Edward's smirk. Anthony also had dimples, which Bella thought he got from his Uncle Emmett.
Emmett was Bella's older brother. He was twenty-seven, tall, lean, clean cut, and masculine. His forearms were bigger than Bella's torso, that's how buff he was.
Emmett also had dark brown eyes, and very pale skin. He didn't quite have Bella's nose though. Bella got her nose from their mother Renée, while Emmett got his nose from their father Charlie. Emmett had Bella's smile, but deep and adorable dimples…unlike Bella.
Bella sighed as she finally arose from her bed after two hours. She grabbed the soft pink blanket off her bed, and wrapped it around her shoulders. She sniffled as she walked into the living room, greeted from the sounds of Spongebob. Anthony's favorite cartoon.
Bella's heart pounded as she looked at her son. He was still in his Pjs, sitting on the couch in front of the TV. His leg was bent up, and his chin was resting on his knee with his arms wrapped around himself. Bella smiled as she sat down next to him, pulling him into her arms, and kissing him on the head gently.
"Good Morning little man." she greeted, and Anthony groaned.
"Mommy! Your donna give me cooties." Anthony complained, and Bella chuckled.
"Anthony, mommies don't count. Only girls can give you "cooties." I'm a mom. So you have nothing to worry about." Bella explained while kissing him all over the face, Anthony giggled as she pulled away from this mother.
"Oh, I get it." he justified, and Bella nodded.
"Good. So, what'cha want for breakfast lovebug?" Bella asked sweetly, arising from the couch and walking into the kitchen. Bella left her blanket on the couch, slightly wrapped around Anthony.
"Uh…I dunno what dis called, mommy." Anthony explained from the living room, and Bella chuckled.
"Well…can you describe it for me pumpkin?" Bella asked sweetly, and Anthony thought about it for a second.
"Uh…it was bwead, wit serup, and butter." Anthony's sweet voice explained, and Bella giggled.
"You mean French toast?" she asked, and Anthony's face lit up.
"Yeah, dat!" he shouted happily, and Bella nodded as she grabbed eggs, bread, butter, and maple syrup. She then began making the French toast as she heard the front door open, and a cheerful voice.
"Oh, there's my favorite superhero! What'cha up to Batman?" rose said enthusiastically, and I chuckled. Rose was always so great with Anthony.
Rose was one of my best friends. We met in college. She was in my literature class. She wasn't too good, and offered to tutor her. After that we were instant friends!
Rose was beautiful compared to me though. She had beautiful, long blonde hair that flowed down to her hips. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of blue, and her lips were full and pink. She had a beauty mark right above her top lip as well. She had an hourglass figure, and a nice tan body. I'd kill to be her.
"Watching BongeBob." Anthony replied with his slight baby talk. It was so adorable.
"Spongebob? No way! That's my favorite show!" rose explained, and Anthony giggled. Rose then noticed me in the kitchen, and whispered something to Anthony. He then nodded as she made her way towards me.
"Hey bells." She said quietly, and I nodded.
"Hey, how was work?" I asked sweetly, and she shrugged.
"It was okay I guess, except we got this new girls, and she's amazing! Her name is Alice, and she designs all sorts of things like dresses, shoes, handbags…even swim suits!" rose gushed, and I smiled. Rose was a fashion designer.
"That sounds amazing." I complimented, and she nodded.
"Yeah, and I might even invite her over sometime. You okay with that?" she asked sweetly, and I nodded.
"Yeah, I mean…you already let me stay here with all that's going on, thanks for that by the way. Besides, this is your house." I told her, and she laughed.
"I know, but I was just making sure. I didn't know how you were with strangers around Anthony." She explained, and I nodded.
"I understand, but if she's good enough for you to invite her over, then she must be great." I explained, and she squealed.
"So it's set, I'll ask tomorrow." She told me, and I nodded, as the food was ready. I quickly set two pieces on a plate, and covered them in syrup, and a little bit of butter.
"Anthony, come eat baby." I said sweetly, and Anthony hopped up quickly, and was in the kitchen within a matter of seconds.
"Yay, give it to me!" he demanded and I frowned.
"What's the magic word?" I said sweetly, and groaned.
"Pwease?" Anthony asked, and I nodded handing him the plate. He immediately begins eating, and I chuckled. Yep, definitely Emmett's nephew.
After he finished, I quickly washed the dishes and joined him watching TV once again. Finally a commercial popped up, and I muted it. I hated watching commercials, and so did Anthony.
"Momma?" Anthony asked quietly.
"Hmm?" I mumbled looking down at him.
"Where's daddy?" he asked sadly, and my heart broke.
"Um…daddy is on a trip." I lied slowly. It broke my heart to lie to my son.
"A trip to where?" he asked, and bit my lip.
"To uh…New York. He had to go for work." I explained, and he nodded.
"Oh…when is he doming back?" he asked, and my eyes watered.
"I don't know baby. I don't know." I whispered as I rubbed his head, and unmuted the TV.
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