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Helloooo!

How are you doing? Well, I am good! The things I want to say about this chapter are:

*My grandpa is never angry with me.

*I ALWAYS do what he says. It is not an order. It feels right.

*I throw up when I am sad.

*This chapter is dedicated to KimberlyAnnT because she is a very good reviewer AND… she talked to me on Facebook. Why don't you? My name on Facebook is Sofia Fanfiction. I want to get to know all of you really!

I will stop typing now!

Enjoy

Chapter 31

The Sadness

"Hello?" Isaid,pickingitup.

"Bella, it's Alice. I need you to come to the hospital RIGHT NOW. The Cullen Hospital," she said in a hurry.

"Whoa, Alice. What happened?" I asked worriedly.

"Sit somewhere please," she said. I could hear her sniffing.

"Come on Alice! Tell me!" I shouted.

"Grandpa had a heart attack."

I ran as fast as my feet could carry me to the hospital. It was not far away because the club, hospital and restaurant were close. Edward's father wanted to build the hospital close to his son's buildings.

I ran to the reception and looked at the receptionist with panic in my eyes.

"I am Bella Swan," I said quickly. "My grandpa is here. Anthony-" the receptionist cut me off before I could finish.

"Yes, I know you. Mr. Cullen isn't shutting his mouth about you," I felt my cheeks redden and looked down. "Your grandpa is on the second floor. Room 823," she said. Without even a 'thank you' to the polite lady, I ran to the elevator. I pushed the button that had a big red '2' on it. I waited for the elevator to stop, listening to the ridiculously happy song that played.

When the elevator stopped, I rushed outside and looked around to see somewhere the number 823.

"Bella?" I heard a familiar voice say.

I turned around and saw a beautiful blonde man standing there.

"Mr. Cullen? Hi," I said nervously. "Where is m-my grandpa?" I asked.

"Hello Bella. Your grandpa is fine. He is awake and asks for…" He stopped and rubbed his head.

"For me?" I asked.

"Um, no. He asked for… I think he called… Mousaka?" I had to laugh. My grandpa always said funny things in weird situations.

"So, he is okay?" I asked smiling.

"Well, he had a very big shock that caused him to faint. A little girl, um, Alice I think, was screaming that he had a heart attack. I panicked at first but when I saw him I told her to calm down and that everything will be fine," Mr. Cullen said. I sighed in relief.

"Alice called me and I freaked out. Can I see him?" I asked the doctor.

"Of course you can see him but first I want to ask a question," he said slowly.

"Mm, okay."

"The shock that he went through was pretty bad. You know what he saw or heard or even if something happened to him?" I had no idea. I was at the club and… I should not leave him alone so much. I should be there for him.

"No, I don't know," I answered honestly.

"Well, okay. Follow me to his room," Dr. Cullen said and we made our way to my little man's room.

Dr. Cullen opened the door and I found my grandpa lying on a white bed.

"Finally! I hope you doctor brought my mousaka!" he said. He turned around his head and when he saw me his face changed. It was angry. He was angry.

"Can you go out Doctor? I want to speak with my granddaughter," he said seriously. This was wrong. My grandpa wasn't so serious.

"Of course I can. And I will ask if we have mousaka here for you sir," Dr. Cullen said.

"Thank you," my grandpa said. Dr. Cullen nodded and then exited the room.

"Please Bella sit down," my boy said. Without a word I found a chair and I put it next to his bed, and sat down.

He didn't speak. He just watched me. We sat there in silence for a few minutes. His eyes were looking at my whole body and face with anger.

"What is it grandpa?" I asked slowly.

"Did you seriously think that I would never find out?" he asked.

"What?" I asked confused.

"How can you do this?" he asked angrily. "Isn't it bothering you?" What the hell was he talking about? "How can you be okay with it?" he suddenly shouted. "I raised you differently!" he shouted again. I couldn't understand what he was talking about.

"My little man, what are-" He cut me off.

"Don't call me that!" he shouted and I gasped in shock.

"After what happened with your parents… I can't believe you did this," he was calmer now but he looked… disappointed?

You don't know what he is talking about, Bella!

"Grandpa please, tell me what you are talking about," I asked and a tear slid down my cheek. He was angry. He was angry at me!

"I am talking about the criminal!" he shouted again. What?

"What criminal grandpa?"

"What criminal? You don't know which criminal?"

"No, I don't," I said.

More tears.

"Edward! The thief!" I froze. "It was all over the news!" he shouted. "The robbery was all over the news!" he yelled. "He was on the TV. There were pictures of you with him!" What the fuck?

"There were pictures with you in his arms and in a car." I looked down and cried more.

"This is what you wanted for you?" he asked sadly. "To be on the news in the arms of a criminal?" he asked and I could feel his eyes on me.

"I thought you wanted a healthy relationship," he said looking down. "What if you have babies in the future? Will you tell them how you met their father?" he asked quietly. "Tell me if I am wrong," he said quietly.

In fact he wasn't wrong. He was right but I kept ignoring how Edward and I had met. Sometimes I was worried about it and in the beginning Alice was yelling at me too, but I was in love with Edward and I couldn't let a stupid fake robbery ruin my love for Edward. But how could I explain this to my man?

"No, you are right," I said as the tears dried on my cheeks.

"I don't know what you will do but I want you to know that I don't like what he did. He is a good guy but I don't like what he did and I am angry."

"I know grandpa," I said and excused myself to go to the bathroom to wash my face.

I looked at myself in the mirror and I was slightly pale. I turned on the tap and started washing my hands. I put some soap on and started rubbing it on my hands, thinking of my grandpa but I couldn't really focus in my thoughts because something was bad. I mean something smelled bad. I brought my hands up to my nose and smelled the soap. It smelled so awful!

I felt something weird going on, in my stomach and I quickly turned around and threw up in the toilet.

Oh God! This was going to be a long day!

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I hope you don't hate my little boy. He is so sweet (not in this chapter) and he doesn't deserve you to hate him.

I don't know about the next update. Chapter 32 is not even finished yet… : (

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