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BPOV
Next period I had with Emmett, and Emmett only. He took the same protective role I'd been tackled under sense I was little by him, Jasper and Edward. It was quite annoying back then, but now...oh, I'd never been so grateful. I'd never been so glad Emmett failed his senior year the previous year. Forks High was not a religious school by any means, so I don't quite understand why everyone didn't take too well to my pregnancy.
"Ready, little sis?" Emmett asked, catching me under his arm. I nudged his ribs in annoyance.
"No relation," I snapped, but shrunk into his side at the looks I got from people passing by.
"Ah ha!" Emmett pointed at me, grinning like the fucking idiot he is. "But you are having my niece of nephew. There's a relation there. That's what happens when you fuck my brother." My cheeks burned hard at his words, because it actually was somewhat embarrassing to hear aloud.
We usually met everyone in the cafeteria for lunch if we hadn't met in the hall, but I stopped Emmett before he could drag me there.
"Where's Alice?" I asked, trying to calm my anger. "I need to...speak with her." I used the word carefully, knowing fairly well that my words and tone would not be light.
Emmett shrugged, releasing me from his grip. "I think she just went outside with Jasper," he said, still towing me to the cafeteria.
Oh, of course – Emmett's always hungry.
As I was about to yank him back and give him a piece of my mind for being a monstrous eater and let listening to me, I felt a hand on my waist and then an arm around me. I could feel his breath on my skin as he leaned in and whispered, "Hey, baby."
I sighed. "Hey," I replied, turning in his arm to face him and wrap my arms around his waist. I snuggled into his chest comfortably in the middle of the hallway, feeling so much relief of having him near me. "I missed you," I whispered.
He chuckled, "That's good." Using his index finger he coaxed my face up, so I had no choice but to face him. I knew I looked tired and worn. "I missed you, too," he added.
Before I could show him just how much I did miss him, Emmett interrupted.
"Okay, you two, let's get a move on," he suggested, tapping my shoulder persistently. "I'm hungry and time's wasting."
Looking at Edward, I sighed pointedly. "Actually," I said to Emmett, "I need to speak with Alice immediately. Where is she?" I turned to Edward, asking him.
"She just went outside with Jasper and Rosalie," he informed. "Now, are you hungry or not? Something tells me you have to be starving," he laughed.
I scowled. "I'm not at that point yet – I still feel nauseous," I admitted reluctantly, turning away from them and heading for the front doors. I didn't care if they followed or not; it would probably be best if they didn't, actually. Alice was about to feel the wrath for spreading the news of my pregnancy and I didn't want Edward to see it, though I may want someone to restrain me from hitting her.
The air was pretty cold for late November and I wrapped myself further in my sweater as I caught sight of Alice's spiky head. My anger seemed to build as I saw her there, completely at ease and laughing so carefree. Even if she didn't have to go through these stages, why did she think it right to spread news that was not her's to share? I wanted to slap her upside the head and then punch her in the face – and I was usually a non-violent person! But Alice had it coming and coming hard.
"Bella, what's wrong?" Edward asked, jogging up beside me. I could hear the confusion in his voice.
I just shook my head, heading toward my destination. Edward kept up steadily, confused and annoyed because of his confusion. I made my way to where Jasper, Alice and Rosalie stood at the bumper of Emmett's grand jeep.
I stepped in front of Alice's line of sight as Edward stood back, looking from my face to Alice's.
"What the fuck, Alice?" I snapped, my face only inches from hers. I didn't give her the chance to continue. "Why the hell did you do that? What the fuck were you thinking? That was a bitch of a move!" My voice had risen to a yell, shouting the words when she wasn't that far away.
"What are you talking about?" she asked in a small voice, clearly confused and uncomprehending.
I laughed dryly. "Oh, don't play that shit with me!" I yelled. "Angela told me that you were the one to tell everyone! Why did you do that? Do you have any idea – even the faintest idea – of what that's done to me today? I have put up with all these comments and names and stares and all this shit because of you!"
Her jaw shook at my tone. I noticed a people around glancing over and I realized how much attention I had to be attracting, but I didn't care in the slightest.
"But I didn't..." she started, but stopped as a look of realization dawned on her face. "Oh, my God," she breathed. "Bella, I—"
"You fucked this up, that's what you did!" I shouted, and without any warning, like my body had a mind of its own and took its own instinct, my hand reached out and slapped her across the face.
My own hand tingled with the contact, but it was nothing compared to the red mark on her face. I was shocked when I realized I felt no regret for the motion – in fact, I wanted to do it again. And again. Teach her a lesson. But when I'd hit her and she fell back against the jeep, Jasper ran over to her, stepping in front of me and protecting her form another hit. Edward had grabbed both my arms, pulling me back and putting space between Alice and I while I continued to throw yells and shouts and cusses at her. "Bitch" had fallen from my lips one too many times.
"Bella!" Edward snapped, standing in my line of view from seeing Alice as she told Jasper she was fine.
I shook my head. "What?" I demanded, trying to move from his grip.
He gave me a confused look. "What do you mean, 'what?'" he said incredulously. "You just bitch-slapped my sister!"
"Because she told everyone, Edward!" I told him loudly. "She Myspaced it or whatever – that's how everyone knows." I could feel my lip quivering as tears started filling up my eyes, and Edward reached out to me, embracing me to hold me upright.
I was beyond frustrated, beyond upset, beyond confused, and beyond emotional about the situation. Sure I had hit Alice, pretty hard, and it was wrong, but I couldn't regret it. She had it all coming. She needed to be taught a lesson. Hasn't she ever told anyone a secret that wasn't theirs to share? That's the problem I was in.
And most importantly, I'd allowed myself to act like a maniac in front of all my friends, plus people I hated.
Chances are, I looked like a fucking physco.
With a sigh I stopped struggling against Edward, melting into his form. Hesitantly, his hands went to the small of my back. Slowly I was starting to come to terms with what I just did with a small ounce or regret. Certainly she deserved it, but maybe I shouldn't have hit her. But no matter the wrong I just committed, I knew I had to seethe a bit to make her seethe just as much. I couldn't forgive her that fast.
After a few moments Edward suggested, "Why don't we go get you something to eat?"
I shook my head, fast and jerky. "I-I'm not hungry. I just...think I need to vomit."
As if on time I pushed away from Edward when I had that familiar taste of tin in the back of my throat. I lurked over the pavement, realizing I wouldn't be getting too far, and spilled the empty contents of my stomach. Naturally, it brought out my tear-reflexes. I wiped at my face, suddenly feeling even worse. I had no idea what to think at this point, like my mind wasn't working on the right schedule.
His hand was on my arm to help support me before I could fall forward into my mess.
I thought you were supposed to be happy when your pregnant, all...feeling beautiful, and just so damn happy!
Where was that feeling?
EPOV
I hated that we had to be at school when Bella got sick again. It attracted quite the attention and only proved the pregnancy, really, to those who weren't completely sure of that rumour. As much as I was so not impressed with Bella's attitude and her actions, I held on to her as she started shedding a few tears with her vomiting. I pitied her instantly, knowing this was half my fault.
While I held onto Bella I noticed everyone crowded around Alice as she cried on Jasper's shoulder. Uh-oh. Something told me that Bella would be getting her own wrath back at her by someone at sometime.
Shaking my head, I nudged Bella gently. "Baby—" I started, but was cut off as Rosalie walked over.
Okay, so here comes Bella's attitude back at her.
My first instinct was to protect Bella before Rosalie could start firing off uncalled for questions, but for the first time in all the years I'd known that self-centred girl, she surprised me.
She stopped in front of us and gently put her hand on Bella's back. "Bella," she said quietly, "let's go get you cleaned up."
Bella's shock mirrored my own as she lifted her head, looking from me to Rosalie and back again. I urged her to go, clean her mouth out, and she hesitated as Rose put her arm around Bella's shoulders. They started off toward the school doors and Bella shot me an incredulous look. I forced a tight smile back as I headed over to where the other three stood.
As soon as I entered their little semicircle, still in shock over Rosalie's unusual behaviour, Alice pounced with tears still in her reds and her cheeks red. "Edward," she sobbed, nearly running into me, "I was just so excited – too excited! I didn't mean to, I didn't even think about it when it happened!"
"Alice," I said calmly, "it doesn't matter. Bella will get over it in a few hours."
"But I have class with her next," she complained. "She won't forgive me by then."
I shrugged, shaking my head. "I honestly don't know what to say," I admitted.
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We made it through the first day with a few bumps, and the first week with a few more. So people should have been slightly more gracious to the news and less accusing – I'd heard the most amusing rumour on Thursday. Emmett came to me between first and second periods to convey to me what he heard: It was going around that Bella slept with the entire football team and that I wasn't the father. When I'd reluctantly told her that night, because she thought something was bothering me, she had the worst mood swing. Bella cried and screamed and even got angry at me. I didn't return the fury and let her give it to me because I knew she needed to get it out. And she really did. Let's just say that my phone will never work the same.
Bella was still edgy about staying at my house, but it eased throughout the week. It seemed so natural for Bella to be at our residence, though it was a little tense between Alice and Bella. Otherwise, it all went smoothly and so natural. Jasper spent more and more time over at our place, comforting Alice and spending time with Bella. He never spoke of their parents to Bella, but to me, however...it was a common subject. But Bella still never spoke of the people that threw her from their lives.
From the sounds of it, Bella's parents didn't care of her non-existent presence. I knew that had to really hurt her if she knew, but we never spoke of it; I knew better then to bring it up. A part of me was upset, though, that they would miss out on their first grandchild.
It was Friday night and it was about to be a beautiful ending to the slow, horrible week. My mom and dad were going to some resort in Seattle to "get away from all the hectic drama" that was reality. In other words, "have sex where the four teenagers in our house cannot hear."
Ew.
I wasn't too keen on having my parents away from us so soon – you know, vomit – but I knew they needed this. Hell, I also thought Bella could use some time away, too.
Hell, we all could.
"No commotion," my dad said firmly. "No guests, no alcohol, and more importantly"—he looked at each of us equally, mostly at Emmett and Alice and their non-present partners—"no sex." He said the word firmly but unsurely, and I knew it was of response to Bella's pregnancy.
Again I felt deflated my parents were leaving. Of course I wasn't that much of a Mommy's or Daddy's boy, but I did, however, know when there's a good chance I can't handle things that parents can. Say four teenagers and a pregnant girlfriend? But I let them go without assault, knowing they deserved their time away, because eventually there wouldn't be any time for that.
Emmett exhaled as he plopped down on the couch beside Bella and slugged his arm over her shoulders. "So what's the plan for tonight?" he asked. "Rosalie's coming over, Jasper's coming over, so what are we going to do?" He looked around for any ideas.
Alice spoke up first. "Actually," she said matter-of-factly, "tonight we're going to be having a party."
We all turned to look at her. Had she not heard what our parents just said?
"Alice," Bella said reluctantly, 'what are you talking about? I believe Carlisle said no guests." She paused. "And sense Rosalie's going to be here, there probably will be sex, too." Her eyes turned to Emmett.
Bella and Alice had yet to make up, and I knew Bella never wanted to talk to her again in her life, which was very surprising. They even fought a few times here and there, but I was there to make sure Bella didn't rip Alice's head off; Alice didn't have the strength to do it back. Whenever they spoke to each other there was always a slightly sarcastic note.
"Well, it doesn't matter," Alice snapped, turning away sharply with a scowl on her face. "Anyway," she continued, "I already have the whole thing figured ut, top to bottom. Everyone will be here around eight, so we all have to pitch in." She looked at Bella during her last sentence harshly, narrowing her eyes. "And Bella, that means you too. Plus, we'll be breaking another rule." My sister paused. "Rose is bringing the alcohol."
Bella lifted her head from my lap slowly, testing her dizziness levels I guess. "I think I will do what I want," she said without missing a beat, "which includes me laying here to prevent myself from vomiting all over you." She smiled sweetly before dropping her head back in my lap. I couldn't help smiling myself.
It was too amusing when these two girls went at it.
"What, sit there and look at a washed-up whale?" Alice snapped.
I gave her a warning look that she didn't see.
Bella sat up abruptly at the comment. "No, sit here like the fucking pregnant woman I am!" she yelled back.
"And not enjoy the party I'm about to throw?" she asked sarcastically.
"With all the people you told about my pregnancy and have been spreading rumours about me? And while everyone around me drinks while I can't? Yeah, I don't think so," she snorted. Trying to calm her down – I could see she figure shaking slightly, something I knew only happened when she was angry – I ran my hand up and down her back that was dressed in a thin black tank top. She leaned into my touch.
Alice snorted. "Well suck it up! What are you doing to do for all those hours?" she demanded.
I sighed. "Alice, would you just give her—"
"Shut up, Edward!" Bella snapped, elbowing me hard in the ribs.
"Shutting up!" I said quickly, holding my hands up in surrender. Emmett bellowed a laugh.
"Well, Alice," Bella said coolly, "I will be trying to hold down my food, probably take a nap and watch TV all night. You'll just have to suck that up."
"Okay, girls!" Emmett interrupted as Alice was about to open her mouth for a comeback. "That's good. Alice, why don't you start doing what you do best? And, Bella..." He gave her an appraising look. "Yeah," he said, shooing her off, "just don't vomit because I'm not cleanin' it up!"
With an eye roll Alice stood and left the room, skipping as she went for the stairs. Emmett did what Emmett does best – went to the kitchen to fill up. I wondered why Bella hadn't returned to her position. "Baby, are you okay?" I asked, noticing how she was hanging her head with her legs curled under her. "Bella?" No response. "Isabella?" I tried more firmly.
She sighed on the other side of that dark curtain of hair. Raising her head, she took her bottom lip in her mouth with nervousness. "I..." she started, and failed. Then tried again. "I...I'm not getting fat, am I?" she asked quietly, nervously gnawing on her lip
My hand reached up to brush her hair from her face and pulled the lip from her teeth. She giggled slightly and I joined in for a second. "Baby, your not fat," I said honestly. "I promise not to lie to you. Your still sexy as hell."
And damn, was that true!
She sighed, still non-believing as she lifted the hem of her shirt. We both examined her flat stomach, but there was not even a slight bulge. Bella sucked in air between her teeth, making it sound like she was hissing. It was almost a sound of indecision.
"Fine," I said stubbornly. She looked up at me calculatingly. "I'll prove it to you tonight," I told her, leaning into her ear and whispered, "When we're all alone, in my bedroom..."
Bella eyes seemed to get darker. "And let me guess," she said. "In your bed?"
"Actually, no," I teased. "But now that you mention it, I think I could possibly, maybe...hmm, I don't know." I pretended to think for a second. "Maybe fuck you?"
She moaned and her eyes clouded in lust. "Please do," she begged, turning my own teasing on me like the little vixen I loved.
Yes, I'm so getting laid tonight.
Interesting ending, interesting ending. Review?
-Mickey