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Eyes Like Yours

Chapter Sixteen - My Anthony is Edward Cullen

EPOV

I honestly don't know what's going on in Bella's head. One minute she's hot, and the next she's cold. I just don't understand what she wants. I'm confused as hell.

First off, she comes up with this insane idea that we keep the fact that I'm Sammy's father a secret from our family. And then she uses Rosalie as an excuse. Yes, Rose can be selfish, but she's not the type of person who is going to crack the shits and accuse us of stealing her glory and pushing Violet to the side. I'm so close to betraying Bella's wishes and just telling everybody.

And then of course two days ago, I'd brought up the idea of us maybe getting together. I hadn't spoke those exact words, but she knew what I meant when I asked what things between us would mean now that there was Sammy. She pretty much told me no way. She started going on about Sammy and that we needed to think about him. But then she had said that maybe later on we could think about us, so I still held a lot of hope.

I had honestly thought that she would want to give a relationship a go. I know that she is still attracted to me. I've seen the way she looks at me when she thinks that I'm not looking. So I don't see what the problem is. I thought she would have jumped at the chance of us being a real family.

She's being stubborn, that's for sure. But I'm not going to give up. I will break her eventually. And hopefully it will be sooner rather than later.

I've spent a lot of her time at her place the last two days. Sammy's warming up to me quickly, so that pleases me greatly. Bella and I have even gotten him to call me daddy a few times.

The feeling that runs through me when I hear those words, is like no other feeling I've ever felt. It was its own feeling. I'd never known that being a father could feel this good.

And to be honest, it just really sucked that I wasn't allowed to share that with my family yet. I was going to have to chat with Bella about it later, because I couldn't do it. I couldn't keep it to myself.

Sammy was my son too.

I deserved just as much say in this as Bella did.

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BPOV

It's Sunday again; the day Alice and Jasper arrive home from their honeymoon. Esme and I organized a lunch for us, the Cullen's and myself, and now we were just awaiting the newlyweds return.

Sammy was spending the day with Charlie, which I guess was a good thing. Knowing my luck, the innocent child would be the one who spilled the beans about Edward being his father. I couldn't risk Sammy calling Edward 'daddy' in front of the whole family.

I know I'm being selfish.

And I know Edward is far from impressed.

But, I guess I'm just scared. And I really don't know why.

Its such an amazing thing having Edward with us now, and things really couldn't be better. I like the way things are. Just the three of us. Maybe that's my problem. Maybe I'm just so content with it being just the three of us, that I don't want to let anybody else into our little circle.

I didn't want to share that with anybody else. I wanted it all for myself.

So, I guess I'm selfish and greedy.

And now, moving onto our number two problem.

Edward and I.

I told him 'no', that we couldn't be together. Not right now.

It's not like I don't want to be with him. Far from it actually. I'm still really attracted to him. Maybe even more than I was the very first time we met. But I cant put myself first. Edward needs to concentrate on his relationship with Sammy first. Not his relationship with me.

I guess it's another thing I'm scared about.

I've seen the way he looks at me. And a part of me knows that he feels something for me. But there's that other part of me that's a little wary. Why? What if he's only feeling it because I'm the mother of his child. What if he only wants to be with me for that reason. Like he feels indebted to me or something.

If we did get together, and then I later on found out that he was only with me because of Sammy; it would break my heart. I don't want him to feel that he has to be with me for the sake of our son.

Its all a little messed up. That's what it is.

"Hey," I heard a soft voice behind me.

Speak of the devil.

"What are you still doing in here?" Edward asked me as he stepped up to stand next to me at the island bench. "Why don't you come wait in the living room with the rest of us," he said.

"Oh, I was just finishing the pink lemonade. Alice loves it, so I couldn't not make it," I smiled.

I placed the jug of pink liquid in the fridge, and started to make my way out of the kitchen. I felt a firm grip on my upper arm, and it pulled me backwards.

"Would it be okay to come around and see you later? I need to talk to you about some things," Edward whispered.

"What things?" I questioned.

"You know," his voice was deep.

I closed my eyes. Should I really have expected it to be about something new. "Fine, just…," but that was far as I got because Emmett decided to make his presence known.

"What are you two whispering about?" he looked at us slyly.

Busted.

"None of your business," Edward growled at his brother.

I slapped Edward in the chest and smiled at Emmett. I knew how to fix this.

"Edward was just asking my opinion on a anniversary gift for your parents. We were whispering so they wouldn't hear us," I explained.

I was a terrible liar, so I could only hope and pray that Emmett would believe me. He looked between the pair of us, trying to make up his mind on whether he believed me or not. I stepped forward and pinched his cheek.

"Have you got a gift for them yet?" I laughed. "It's next weekend, in case you had forgotten. You better get a move on if you haven't," I warned and wiggled my finger at him.

He pouted at me, and I'm sure all curious thoughts about Edward and I had skipped his mind and disappeared.

"Rosie and I are going shopping during the week," he mumbled as he turned and began to make his way back towards the rest of the family.

I shot a glare at Edward and then quickly followed after Emmett. I could hear Edward trudging behind me, muttering and growling under his breath.

"Hey, where's the rug rat?" Emmett asked me five minutes later while we were all sitting around cooing over Violet.

I laughed to myself. He'd only just realised my son wasn't here. "He's spending the day with my dad," I told him.

"Oh, you should have brought him dear," Esme placed a hand on my shoulder. "You know how much Alice adores that boy. She would have loved to see him," she said.

"She'll get over it," I shrugged. "Besides, we're hanging out tomorrow, so she'll get to see him then," I explained.

"Speaking of Alice," Carlisle stood. "They've just pulled into the drive," he announced.

Esme cried and sped out the door. The rest of us slowly made our way outside behind her.

"So, that talk? Is tonight okay?" Edward asked me again.

I looked at him and just nodded. It's not like I could say no. Because he definitely wouldn't take no for answer.

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After Alice and Jasper got settled and had a bit of bonding time with baby Violet, as this was the first time they had met her, we all sat down for Lunch. While we ate, Jasper filled us in on the honeymoon. But all Alice could do was jump around excitedly and tell us about all the shopping she had done. She'd informed Rose and I that she had brought us plenty of new clothes. And she'd even brought us our dresses for the New Years Eve party she and Jasper were hosting.

After lunch was over and the cleaning up had been done, we decided to head off to our respective homes and let Alice and Jasper settle back in after their long trip.

I wasn't going to pick Sammy up just yet; I'd let him have a few more hours with his poppy. I was going to use this spare time to go home and do some housework. Maybe even get the finishing touches to Esme and Carlisle's engagement gift all done.

I'd been home for maybe an hour or so when I got my visitor. When I heard the knock at the door, I thought that it was Edward. But then I thought that maybe it was a little early to be expecting him.

I was a little surprised when I found Rosalie at the door with Violet in tow. I invited her in, and we sat down for a cup of tea and chat. I hadn't had much time to speak to her since she'd been home from the hospital.

Rosalie dipped her biscuit into her tea and then took a bite at the softening biscuit. "So, what's up? Is there anything you need to get off your chest?" she asked me when she'd finished chewing.

"No. Why would you think I have something to get off my chest?" I couldn't help but stammer.

"Because I know you. And you've been acting wiggy all day," Rose gave her reasoning. "So, I'm going to ask you this just once……what is going on with you and Edward?"

What was I supposed to do? I just ended up sitting there and staring at her with my mouth wide open. Flies would fly in there if i didnt shut it soon. I really was speechless.

Rosalie looked smug. "The silence itself is enough to tell me that something really is going on," she concluded. "There's no use in trying to lie about it. Even Emmett noticed that something was up between you two today. So just spit it out," she went on.

I couldn't lie to her. I needed to tell someone. It was eating up at me.

"I don't know where to start," I looked down and picked at my fingernails.

"Are you seeing each other? Or is it just sex?" Rose plowed straight into the questions.

"No, its complicated," I told her. "And totally unreal. Seriously, stuff like this only happens in movies Rose," I cried desperately.

I was out of my seat now; pacing back and forth. I had idea's running around in my head. Pavlova. A mud cake. Maybe even some lamingtons. I was stressing out big time and need to do something with my hands. I strode into the kitchen and started pulling ingredients out from my cupboards.

"Stop it," Rose snapped. She pulled at my hands and led me away from the kitchen. Away from my safe haven. "Tell me what the hell is going on," she demanded.

I took a deep breath and just spat it out. "Edward is Sammy's father".

Rose took a step back; her face full of shock. "What?" she cried out. "You've got to be shitting me".

"I know right," I threw my arms around like a crazy person. "You think you're shocked now? Just imagine how I felt when I walked into Alice's damned wedding and seen this guy standing there. Someone I didn't think I was going to see ever again. My Anthony and Edward Cullen are the same friggin person," I rambled on.

Rose was sitting down now. Understandably trying to take all this in.

"Are you sure?" she squinted up at me.

I laughed. I fucking laughed at her.

Was I sure?

"Yes Rose. I'm sure," I scoffed. "The dick that Anthony fucking shoved in me and got me knocked up with also belongs to Edward Cullen. They are one and the same," I couldn't help but screech.

"Holy shit," Rose shook her head. "This is a total spin out".

"You think?" I sighed as I flopped down on the couch next to her.

"You've told him then?" Rose sighed along with me.

I nodded. "Yeah, he knows. It took him a couples days to get his head around it, but he's fine with it now. He actually seems really happy," I told her.

I spent the next thirty minutes telling Rosalie everything. It felt good getting everything off my chest. I felt lighter somewhat.

But when I told her that I didn't want to tell the family yet, she snapped. And when I told her my reasoning, and that I was also thinking about her and Violet in all this, she got upset even more.

"Oh Bella," she stood from her seat. "Come here," she then beckoned me.

I stepped carefully towards her; not really knowing what to expect. One minute she looked pissed at me, and now it looks like she wants to comfort me. Before I even knew what was happening, her hand was raised and her palm was connecting with my cheek, resounding in a loud slap.

"Ow," I screeched at her as I clutched the side of my face. "What the hell Rose," my face was stinging like crazy.

"That was to knock some sense into you," Rose snapped. "You're being stupid. And I cant believe you would even say that to me. Do you really think I'm that selfish, Bella? I'm not that much of a bitch, am I?" she had a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Rose, I didn't mean it like that," I tried to explain but she wasn't hearing any of it.

"No, I get it. You thought you'd be raining on my parade and that I'd get cranky about it," Rose cried.

"That isn't what I meant," I tried again. I took her hand and tugged a little. "Rose, you're one of my best friends and I would never mean to hurt you. I really didn't mean it like that. Please believe me," I begged her.

She sighed at me. "Fine, but this doesn't mean you're off the hook," she gave me her evil eyes. She gathered her things and picked up the baby capsule that still held a surprisingly sleeping baby.

"I'll do anything," I smiled at Rose.

"Good, because you're going to tell everyone. Tomorrow," Rose held her head high as she walked to the front door. "You're going to stop acting like an idiot and tell everyone this wonderful news. Because that's what it is; its wonderful news. We could all be happy family together Bella, you've just got to suck it up and let it happen. And well, if you don't tell everyone……I will. And that's a promise," and with that Rose turned and walked out.

I was left alone, shocked and still nursing a sore cheek.

Well, I certainly had a lot to think about now. And I had to do it quickly.

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AN. I want to apologise for taking so long to get this update up. I've been a little busy. But I'm going to try and get the next one up within 2 days.