My November Chapter 8: What I've Done, a twilight fanfic

What I've Done

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KRISTEN POV

I just starred at him, and soon after felt Rob's hands surround my waist. "What do you want?"

"To take back what should have been mine. I can prove to you that that kid you have up there isn't yours."

Rob let his hands drop, and slammed his fist into Mike's face. "ROB!"

"Ah Jesus, that's not gonna look so good at the custody battle buddy."

"YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET OUT OF HERE! YOUR JUST MAKING A FOOL OUT OF YOURSELF."

"Oh, am I? No, the one making a fool of themselves is you. You're taking care of a kid that's not even yours."

"Oh, please. Come on! Is that all you got in that tiny brain of yours?"I walked over to Rob.

"You know, I think you're just livin here so you could fuck her senseless every night."

Before I had the chance to stop him, Rob had Mike to the floor, punching him repeatedly.

"Rob! STOP!""AUGHH!"

Rob had Michael by the neck, his throat looked like it was ready to tear. He growled at Michael, and before I knew what was going on, Michael was passed out cold.

"R-Rob…Is he---dead?""No. Unfortunately.""WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO!?" I whispered.

"Stay here."

"Rob--what?""JUST STAY HERE KRISTEN!""Okay, alright." I put my hands up in defeat.

I watched as Rob dragged Mike out of the door, and leaned against the door, mentally praying Michael would NOT wake up.

I watched as Rob stuffed Mike into the drivers seat of his car, shut the door, and make a run for the house. Once he got inside, he shut the door, locking it, and wrapping me up into his arms.

"Kristen…we need to talk."I pulled away from him, and looked up into his eyes.

"You---you believe him?! ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY! Baby, she's yours. Don't ever question that." I tried to put my hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off. I looked at him questioningly. "I'm serious. Is there ANY chance that she could be his?""No.""Kristen…this is fucking serious! Please, did you have sex with him within the time period you could have gotten pregnant?""Rob, I'm being fucking serious! He was filming the 3 weeks I was spending with you. We weren't together in those weeks. Only you. She is not his, I swear. Baby, she has your nose, your eyes, your hair. Hun, she's yours. Please, believe me."I watched as his nervous, tense face relaxed into that favorite smirk he had.

"I love you."

I smiled, and walked over to him. "I love you too."--

8 MOTNHS LATER

KRISTEN POV

"Mom, please. Stop! AUGH!"

"Kristen…this is your big day, let me just do your hair!""Mom, your pulling so hardd."I winced at how hard my braniac mother was wrapping my hair in that huge barrel iron that looked like a penis, basically ripping my hair at the scalp.

"Mom, just go lighter, and it'll curl faster."My mom sighed, and smiled at me.

I pushed the button on the stereo in front of me.

The little things, you do to me aretaking me over, I wanna show yaeverything inside of melike a nervous heart that, is crazy beatingmy feet are stuck here, against the pavementi wanna break free, i wanna make itcloser to your eyes, get your attentionbefore you pass me by

So back up back up take another chanceDon`t you mess up mess up I don`t wanna lose youWake up wake up this aint just a thing that youGive up give up don`t you say that I`d beBetter off better off, sleepin by myself and wonderinIf im better off better off, with out you boy

So don't just leave me hanging on

And every time, you notice me byholdin me closely, and sayin sweet thingsi don't believe, that it could beyou speekin your mind and, sayin the real thingmy feet have broke free, and i am leavini'm not gonna stand here, feelin lonely buti wont forget you, and i won't think thiswas just a waste of time

But don't just leave me hangin on.....

ROB POV

I pulled my blue tie tighter, and studied myself in the mirror. I turned around to face my dad.

"Hey."

I pulled him into a hug, and we exchanged pats on the back.

"Today son, your going to make that beautiful girl officially yours.

"Yes, yes it is."

KRISTEN POV

I looked over to see Lizzy holding Lily, and Victoria next to her, making faces at her. She was dressed in a small, white and pink dress, with a pink bow headband. She was reaching for Victoria's face, and laughing. I smiled at her, and looked back to my reflection in the mirror.

I let my eyes travel down to my stomach, knowing what was growing there. Rob didn't know. I wasn't ready to tell him yet. But I will. Oh, I will.

I hooked my arm thru my dad's, as I kissed my baby goodbye, even though I would see her within seconds.

I heard the piano playing, and was nervous as ever.

"Dad, I'm scared." I whispered.

"Sweetie, this is supposed to be the happiest day of your life. Let it happen. Let him love you." He kissed my forehead, and the doors opened. I picked my head up, and met eyes with him.

I laughed, and hung my head, and looked back up to him, smirking like an idiot. God, how did I get here? To this Greek god?

I walked to him, and finally made my way all the way to him, and turned to face him, and handed my bouquet to my mom.

"Robert, please repeat after me" the priest began.

"I, Robert Thomas Pattinson, take you, Kristen Jaymes Stewart, to be my lawfully wedded wife, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful husband in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your decisions, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

He repeated.

Do you Robert Thomas Pattinson take Kristen Jaymes Stewart to be your wife?

"I do."

And with that, he slipped the white gold diamond band onto my third finger on my left hand, linking it with the tulip ring he bought.

"Kristen, repeat after me;"

"I, Kristen Jaymes Stewart, take you, Robert Thomas Pattinson, to be my lawfully wedded husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful wife in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your decisions, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

I repeated.

"Do you Kristen Jaymes Stewart take Robert Thomas Pattinson to be your husband?"

"I do."I slipped the gold, thick ring onto his finger.

I watched the priest smile, and hold out his hands.

"I now pronounce you, husband and wife, You may now kiss the bride."Rob beamed, and I cried, and he leaned slowly in near my face, and delicately took my top lip in-between his, and slowly kissed me.

He brought his hand up to cup my face. "I love you."I smiled, and choked thru my sobs. "I-I love you--too." I smiled again, and took his hand, holding it tightly as we made our way past the crowd, and outside.

After we got the rice thrown in our hair, we got into the limo to take us to the reception.

The music was booming, and I was laughing, and dancing with my husband. I wasn't drinking, anything to be precise, because now, I had another responsibility. So when The toast came around, I already asked the waiter to secretly replace my champagne with sparkling cider. He was happy to oblige.

After the toast, we made our way over to the enormous cake, and held our hands together, and cut the first piece. The crowd cheered, and everyone rushed around.

I stuck my fork into the rainbow cake, and forked out a huge piece with my fingers, and held them to Rob's mouth. He opened, and I stuck my fingers into his mouth, and he licked them clean with a "Mmm" mumble at the end.

"Good?""Delicious."

I laughed, and kissed him.

We burst thru the door of our honeymoon suite, and I laughed hysterically as Rob knocked over a vase as soon as he walked in. He held me bridal style, and my hands were latched around his neck. I giggled as he thru me down on the bed.

I kissed him, hard, and he grabbed my waist.

It was tough getting the wedding dress off, but we did, it wasn't a major obstacle, at least not for Rob.

After our hours upon hours of making love, I went to go take a shower, and wasn't surprised by the knock at the door. I laughed to myself, and opened the door.

He walked in, and quickly had his shirt off. He held his hands at my waist, and I suddenly tensed when his thumb went over that area of extra skin where my baby bump began. He looked at me confused.

He looked down, and slowly moved his thumb back and forth, over the bump, testing.

He looked up at me, and yanked up my shirt, and looked back down to my abdomen. "Kristen?""Rob---I wanted to tell you, but I wanted to wait for the right moment. "I'm pregnant."

He smiled and kissed me, and held my waist. "We're having another baby….already.""I am going to be there the ENTIRE time, I swear." I smiled, and pulled him into the shower.