Hey, my loyal readers! I must say that you guy's almost scared me with the reviews and what you think Edward is doing. I'm leaving you in suspense though for awhile longer, as the conversation will not happen this chapter, certain needs must be taken care of before that can happen, but I promise that the conversation will happen, but it's up to you, my readers, if you believe Edward or not.
With that being said, I'm going to get off and post this, so have fun and enjoy!
I wasn't sure what Monday would bring, but I went with my head held high and my ring around my neck on a necklace.
My body seemed to know that Edward was asleep just feet from me, and involuntarily I keep humping the special pregnancy pillow that Alice had bought when I started complaining about lack of sleep due to my belly.
I wasn't scared to get out of my truck that Monday, hell, only two students and three staff knew about what had happened, nobody else knew, unless Edward was wearing his wedding band.
That sent me into a panic, what if they figured it out, I mean, Jasper is Edward's best friend and I am Jasper's little sister, what if they figured out that we'd sleep together, that we'd conceived my little girl in my womb.
A knock at my window interrupted me from my internal turmoil. Outside my window were Angela and Rosalie, smiling at me.
"Good morning," Angela said, eying Rosalie for some unknown reason. "Freaking out?"
"Just a tad bit," I admitted, using my thumb and forefinger to emphasis my point.
"Just chill, slut," Rosalie said. "It's no thing but a chicken wing."
"Huh?" Angela asked, I had to agree, that made no sense.
"I dunno, I just felt like saying it," Rosalie shrugged.
"Okay, so anyways, Ang, we have a council meeting during homeroom this morning," I said. "Edward told Jazz that we would be having a fun day, so I was thinking a movie and snacks, plus, Edward called me and he asked me about something that I think we need to consider."
"Ha, called," Rosalie laughed. "You suck. Have you fucked him yet?"
"Fucked who? Hi, Ang, Rosalie," Heather sent glares at Rosalie, what was with everybody and glaring at Rosalie today.
"My vibrator," I covered easily. "Pregnant and horny."
"God, that has to be so insanely maddening," Heather said. "Not having a stick to drive home when you need a little relief."
Okay, so I joined the club and shot Rosalie a glare for bringing up the whole fucking Edward thing.
"So, Heather, was there something you needed?"
"Yea, Rosalie, the cheerleaders have a problem," Heather looked directly at Rosalie. "I know you are big in mechanics, but Bella told me that you were a cheerleader at your old school."
"In passing," I said as Rosalie shot me a look.
"Yes, I was," Rosalie smiled.
Rosalie might love mechanics, but give her a tiny skirt and something to cheer at and she was happy to do anything.
"Well, Tiffany fell and broke her ankle, she's on crutches and out for the remainder of the season, we hoped you could cover?"
"Sure," Rosalie smiled at Heather. "When are practices, I only ask is that they don't coincide with working on my car."
"It won't, our practices are at the field right after school, if something comes up with another class, we'll let you out. I'd like you to work with a couple of the guys and girls to learn the routine before the game Friday."
"Sure, not a problem."
With Heather and Rosalie chatting happily about cheerleading, Angela and I headed towards the music room. I saw Jason was heading that way as well.
The three seniors made up the top three positions on the orchestra council. I was president, Angela was vice president and Jason was secretary/treasurer.
"Morning, Ang. Bella, you're glowing," Jason flirtatiously smiled at me. Of course, after this weekend, I'm sure he thought he had a chance. Poor, delusional boy, I'd been upset and his lips were the first thing I found to fix my cravings I needed, if that actually happened. I still wasn't telling. "We need fundraisers."
"That's why I'm calling council with Mr. C during homeroom," I said. "We need to have e-board meeting though for a few minutes."
Jason nodded and we headed into the music room.
"Morning, Mr. C," Jason smiled as he opened the door for us before ushering us inside, his hand on the small of my back. "I hear we have an e-board meeting."
"I'm glad the three of you are here. I want your opinion on something," Edward said, looking up as we walked in, he made no indication that he'd seen where Jason had placed his hand, or where it still resided.
He'd told me about this plan last night; I personally, thought it was a great plan.
He explained how he wanted to do a few songs with a full orchestra, pulling the band over and having them play with us for the first concert.
"What do you guys think?"
We all agree, so we just had to make sure the others were fine with it.
"Dude," Jason said after the e-board meeting was over and we were just chatting with Edward. "Is that wedding band I see?"
"Yes, I got married on Friday," Edward stated calmly, while I was freaking out.
"Mr. C, congrats, I hope you have many happy years," Angela smiled; I seriously wanted to kick her or something at the moment.
"Thank you, Angela," Edward said. "Bella, Jazz hasn't told me what you are having, do you know?"
"Yea, a little girl," I smiled, when I thought of my little girl, it always lit up my life, no matter how dark it was.
"I'm happy for you, Bells," Edward said, slipping back into friend mode, then proceeded to ask me more questions, answers that he knew, yet wasn't supposed to, about my pregnancy.
An hour later, we were playing when one of the messengers from the guidance office came into the music room, she handed a note to Edward, who glanced at it.
"Bella," Edward said. "They need to see you in the guidance office."
I put my violin up and stored it until the end of the day, told Angela bye and headed to the main building, were the guidance office was located.
"So, Heather told me at practice that you were called to the guidance office," Rosalie said during our two in the morning routine chat. "What's going on?"
I proceeded to explain the situation and then told her that she and Angela were the only two people who knew the real reason why I'd been called to the guidance office.
"I haven't even told Edward, I mean, how in the hell do I tell him news this big?" I said.
"Easy, you go, Edward, I have something to tell you. Since you're already pregnant, I'm pretty sure that he won't assume that's what you have to tell him. Just grab your metaphoric balls and tell him."
"I'm pretty sure they are called ovaries or even better, my breast," I laughed.
"Whatever! You have to tell him, slut," Rosalie said.
"Give me the damn phone, Rosalicious," I heard a male grumble from beside her. "Bella, Emmett here, yes Alice's brother. Yes, Rosalie and I have hooked up as you kids call it; we hooked up after the wedding, just to inform you. Now, I don't know what the hell Rose keeps talking about, but you have to tell him, communication is key in marriages, if you can't communicate, you can't have a successful marriage, even if it's a sham of a marriage."
"Put skank back on," I said. "Did you give that speech to the team?"
"Think it would work?"
"Change some words around it might."
"Cool, here's my little sex kitten."
"I'm sorry, he's been practicing speeches on me all night," Rosalie said.
"You little whore, you're worse than a slut," I laughed. "He's the head coach, that's just as bad as seducing a teacher."
"And you are guilty as I am then," Rosalie laughed loudly. "But seriously, Edward is your husband; you kind of need to inform him about…"
"Yes, I know. How did this happen with you and Em?"
"He asked me to take a look at his gear shift I did and I worked on it," Rosalie said.
Rosalie wanted to be a mechanic, she was quite good at it, and everybody in Phoenix had known she was the woman to bring your vehicles to, but this time she wasn't talking about vehicles.
"You skank," I whined. "You knew I was horny and you had to lay the sex talk on thick."
"At least you knew I was talking about sex, I was telling Ang the story earlier and she thought I was talking about a car, for real, she was pretty innocent, apparently her and Benny haven't done it yet. I must work on that."
That explained the weird look at school earlier in the day.
"They've been dating two weeks."
"So, what? Em and I were together less than a day before we hooked up."
"Yea, but Ang is an innocent, not like you and not like me," I said.
"You are so innocent, you forgot protection and got pregnant, I'd call that pretty innocent," Rosalie chastised.
"Bite me," I muttered.
"I would but oh," I heard Rosalie's breathing increase and I had a good idea what happened.
"Little Emmett is ready for round two," I heard Emmett say.
"You suck, bitch," I said, the breathing getting heavier, coming in pants.
"You… you have a husband, oh, shit, right there," Rosalie moaned and I knew I had to get off this phone. "Go tell him. Holy fucking shit, EMMETT!"
I hung up the phone, I couldn't listen to those two go at it while I couldn't have any, I guess I could pull out my vibrator and have some fun, but Rosalie was right, I had a husband, we hadn't consummated our marriage.
I rummaged around in my dresser and tried to find something sexy, because, I wanted, no, I needed sex, and dear God, I needed now.
That's when I remembered the disastrous wedding weekend, how he'd left me home and went on with some other tramp. I knew that I needed to talk to him, but my body was being traitorous and wanting sex, but my head was saying to talk to him. That's when my body won and I spotted something.
I smiled as I found the perfect large t-shirt, since, you know, my sexy lingerie wouldn't fit with my oversized belly, it was an extra-large t-shirt from Rosalie, that said 'Can I check your gear shift?'.