Rosalie's baby
A/N: Hey readers! Long wait sorry. Hope this chapter makes up for the waiting. A million thanks to my beta reader Trinideanfan! Check out her story, you won't be disappointed.
Chapter 13: Problems
I looked past the pain. Maybe I was losing sight of everything that mattered. For one thing I had never expected to be subjected to this degree of agony. All the times I wondered how Bella must have felt when she was carrying little Nessie came back to me. It was ten times worse than I could ever have imagined.
I shut my eyes, and took in a breath of fresh air. It was better for Emmett not to see me like this. I wanted him to believe that I was enduring the pain just fine. One of the things I've always been good at is masquerading, at least when I wanted to that is. When Royce had asked me to marry him I had feigned affection. I had even convinced myself that I liked him enough to marry him that he would make the perfect prince.
Pretending to Emmett wasn't any different. Right now, dying was a better option than any more fights about my resistance. Regardless of what anyone said or thought, I would accomplish what I had yearned for all along: bringing children into the world.
"Rosalie…"The voice seemed distant, but everything seemed removed from me these days. I snapped a single lid open, blinking to lessen the discomfort the light caused my sensitive eyes. It was Bella.
She walked hesitantly toward me. Her entire body screaming anxiety, from the frown between her petite brows, to her lips pressed so tightly together. Even the brownish waves of her now perfect hair seemed stressed and panicked.
"Rosalie…I— I..."
"Bella, please it's fine." It took me a full minute to process the fact that the strange, raspy voice that responded to Bella's concern was my own.
"How are you holding up?" Bella's voice was uneasy as she tugged the warm blanket closer to my skin. I was so glad that Alice had dragged Emmett away to buy more supplies for the babies' bedroom. He didn't need to see my mask fall, my pretense end and my true feelings surface.
"I don't know."I whispered again shutting both my eyes. Bella inhaled sharply beside me.
"It's killing Edward to hear your thoughts. At one point, it looked like he was suffering with you. Rose, I just…Is this really worth it?"
"Bella, of all the people who I thought would dislike the idea of this, I would never have imagined you would say that. Didn't you fight for Nessie?"
Bella was silent.
"Didn't you?" I pressed relentlessly, locking eyes with her.
She nodded. "Yes.." She looked away from me before speaking again. "You're right. But it's different, being on the outside looking in just makes you see things from another point of view."
I shrugged. Bella grimaced and sat down. Carlisle knocked and entered the room a moment later. He was just as worried as Bella and shared the same tense demeanor.
Everyday this had to be done; Carlisle would measure the size of my stomach to predict how many days remained before my twins were born.
Bella stood, helping me into a more upright position on the bed that had become my prison. She held me tightly while Carlisle withdrew the instrument used to measure me from his right pocket. I cringed at the icy touch of the metal, although it was no surprise as everything now felt insanely hot to me since my pregnancy.
"You're exactly thirty inches." Carlisle's tone was objective. "A week at most till they're born." Less than seven days. Carlisle lowered me slowly and carefully back into a prone position. "Is there anything you'd like, Rose?"
He voice was kind, no longer the doctor, now just the worried father. Then his honey eyes found Bella's and they exchanged a glance. I ignored it. It didn't matter what they thought.
"No."
Carlisle nodded and Bella turned her head back to me for a millisecond before dashing out the door with him.
Bella and Carlisle's footsteps echoed in my ears then there was the silence.
"How is she?" Esme was panicked. I knew because of the way her soft voice rose to an above normal octave.
"The same." Edward answered and Bella sighed.
"Well, she seems hopeful, and I feel like everything will be all right. My pregnancy was just as bad and look, Renesmee and I are still here."
Bella was wrong. I wasn't hopeful. I was certain. I knew I would and could do this and no one was going to prove me wrong.
"How about a light pink?" Emmett's voice was very close since he and Alice were decorating the babies' room. Everyone in the family was also adding their input about how it should look.
I sighed. I would love to be there too, screaming at Emmett, telling him we needed an objective color for the walls...
"We don't know if both of them will be girls." murmured Jasper. Sometimes I thought him and could really be twins.
"Huh. Then what about purple?"
Everyone let out exasperated sighs at Emmett's poor taste. Fortunately, Carlisle saved the day.
"How about light blue, Em? It doesn't really favor one gender."
I agreed. But. Emmett, well, I wasn't so sure. I crossed my fingers and waited for his reply.
"NO! Blue is for boys. 'We don't now if they're going to be boys.' Right, Jazz? "
Emmett imitated Jasper's tone perfectly and I could picture him mimicking Jasper while making air quotes.
I felt better, somehow. Even when he was not by my side, Emmett had that effect on me. Sharing my problems with Emmett, rather than facing them alone, always eased the burden. The pain and stiffness were there alright, but listening to Emmett and focusing on the argument upstairs, managed to help me ignore it.
After a moment of silent thought, Esme came up with something.
"Yellow?"
Bang!
The sound stopped everyone from answering. The front door had crashed open and my nose registered the smell of our visitor.
"Hey Bells." Why was the irritating mongrel always here?
"Jacob, what did Seth smell?"
It was Edward who spoke and it never failed to irritate me how he always knew what was going on before anyone else. Was it my imagination or was his tone low and anxious?
"You bloodsuckers remember when those royal vampires came?" I hissed at Jacob's question. Yet again, I was a little ticked at Edward's mind reading ability since he would no doubt hear the cursing I was giving the dog that would be his son in law.
"The Volturi." Alice breathed the word on a whisper. The room became as silent as a tomb except for the rapid thumps from Jacob and Nessie's heartbeats. No, this was wrong. The Volturi couldn't have come back yet. They just couldn't.
"The Volturi what?" Emmett demanded.
Jasper's talent came into effect. Despite everything that was happening, I was feeling calm, relaxed, even unworried. Damn, my brother was better than Valium and Prozac combined!
"Explain Jake, please." I heard Bella say.
Yes, please dog explain.
"Seth was hunting on the western side of the Canadian border and came upon a different scent."
"By different what do you mean?" asked Carlisle.
"That the smell wasn't familiar. It didn't belong to any of you guys. When I heard Seth I rushed over and knew it belonged to one of those vampires."
Jasper's power was starting to decrease as his own anxiety rose.
"How do you know that?" Someone gritted their teeth, most likely the mutt. "Damn, you freakin' vampires want to know everything." he stopped. "When that vampire... the one named Aro asked to meet Nessie and me, while muscle guy here went with Bella, the two other vampires he came with followed. The scent belonged to one of them."
"Felix or Demetri." Esme whispered. It wasn't a question. It had to be one of them. But what could they be doing here? Somehow word must have escaped that I was pregnant.
The soft, feather-light pillow seemed to harden into the texture of solid stone beneath me.
"Do you think...?" Carlisle was speaking slowly.
"No way. How could they know?" Emmett interjected, I noticed the worry in his tone and my forehead wrinkled. It wasn't possible for the Volturi to find out. I was unaware of any enemies besides Irina. The room became silent and tense. An entire minute passed without sound.
"They don't know."
Huh? What's Alice talking about now?
"It's a test. Seems like Caius is still determined for the secret to stay just that, a secret." I could picture her sharing a look with Edward.
"I had a vision, just now. It's Felix. He'll be coming today and – ."
Emmett's familiar, rough voice interrupted. "Whoa, holy shit, today? We have get Rose out of here!"
Vampire mind or not, the next few minutes passed in a blur of activity. Emmett was at full speed as he ran to my side. I had to grin, despite the discomfort, as he tried so hard to be gentle with me. He rushed me to the hummer that was waiting outside and swiftly slid me into the passenger side before wordlessly running back to the house. I guess he was looking for the car keys when Carlisle stopped his frantic search. I had to concentrate for a couple seconds before I could decipher the words.
"But Carlisle, if they find out about the experiment, about the babies, we have no idea we they'll do. You know the Volturi better than I do. They would do anything to maintain the status quo."
I shook my head impatiently. An argument, great. Carlisle was using his calm doctor voice, a marked contrast to Emmett's agitated tone.
"Listen, what we have no idea about is how Rosalie is going to react for the next few days. She needs to be monitored...evaluated. That's not going to be possible if I'm not with her it's."
My fingers easily covered my ears. I didn't want to hear anymore so, in typical Rosalie fashion, I decided to ignore them. Instead I glanced down at my stomach, placing a hand tenderly over my babies. I was huge. Now I completely understood Bella when she said she couldn't see her feet. I wondered, would my body ever be the same? I looked outside the window and, for the first time in months noticed the weather. It was Spring already, there was even a tiny bit of warm sunlight.
"Rose? You okay?" Emmett's voice jerked me from my reverie.
"I'm perfect, Em. What are we doing?" I mastered the art of pretending everything was fine. Emmett took my hand and dropped a light kiss on my knuckles.
"I'm staying here, Rosie. Carlisle will be coming with you. That's just better for you and the babies."
"Okay." I replied, ignoring the uneasy tension leaving him, when a Volturi member would be felt wrong, horribly wrong.
As Carlisle drove off, like a bat out of hell, to wherever we would be hiding I twisted a finger around one of my blonde curls and glanced at my reflection. The shine was completely gone from my golden locks. Vain as I was, even at this moment, running for my life and the life of my children, forced to leave my husband behind, I was not thinking about important things. I was worried about the health of my hair. It was the only way I could hold on to my sanity. Seven days, or less, that's what kept me going.
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