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Chapter 38

Le Café

"Who is this?" I asked.

"It's Emmett,"

"Oh. Hello Emmett,"

"Bella I want to talk to you. Can you meet me at Le Café tomorrow morning?" he said dead serious.

"Yes. What is going on?" I asked worried.

"Bella, it's about Edward,"

…

The Morning didn't come as fast as I wanted. I begged Emmett to tell me on the phone but he said that what he wanted to tell me wasn't something that he could explain on the phone. I was worried. I couldn't hide that. What if something had happened to him? A car accident again?

If he had someone else to give him a blowjob? Maybe he had closed his eyes again..?

You care about a damn blowjob?

No, of course not.

I just…

"Bella," Alice said from the couch.

"Yeah?"

"Grandpa wants you," she informed me. I quickly went to my man, who was in the kitchen.

"Hey, little man," I said and tried to be happy.

"Don't 'little man' me. What is going on?" he asked like he knew what was going on.

"It's…" I took a deep breath, "You are leaving tonight," I lied. Well, it wasn't a lie. He was leaving and I was sad. I didn't like it but that wasn't the only reason I was sad.

"Oh, my child, don't be sad about it," he whispered and then came and hugged me.

I huffed.

"Come on, come on. I want you to be happy. Believe me, you don't look happy right now," he said into my hair.

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say.

"Bella!" I heard Alice yelling.

"What?" I yelled back.

"Phone!"

"Coming!" I turned to my man. "Wait a minute grandpa." He murmured an 'okay' and I got out of the kitchen.

"On the table," Alice said, without taking her eyes off the television.

I grabbed it and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" I heard a too familiar voice shout.

"Home?" It sounded like a question.

"Home? It's 10:15 fucking am. Why are you late?" Oh my freaking God!

"Emmett! I am so sorry. I totally forgot!" I screamed.

"Push your little ass off the couch and come at the Le Café! Now!"

"Okay, okay. I am sorry. I am coming!"

…

"So…" Emmett started to say.

"So…" I repeated.

"How are you Bella?"

Pregnant! I am pregnant!

"Fine. Are you okay?" I asked politely.

"Yes I am fine." He took a breath. "However, Edward isn't," My eyes widened and worry started to do weird things in my stomach and I was sure that my oh-so-lovely breakfast wouldn't be inside me in a minute.

"Why? Is he ill?" I asked.

"No," he said instantly. "Well, kinda,"

"Kinda? Is he ill Emmett?" I asked again.

"No. He is just…" He thought about it for a minute, like he was trying to find the right word. "He is quiet," Huh?

"Quiet?" I asked while I laughed. "What do you mean quiet?"

"Since you broke up, he is like…" He looked down at his hands, "He is not alive," I felt a pain in my chest and my eyes were ready to let the tears go.

"He broke up with me. He wanted us to be apart," I started to explain. "He didn't want me,"

"That's not true. He loves you. He told me that," he argued.

"When we broke up, he told me he loves me." I huffed. "Where is he now?" Now I have his baby. Now I am carrying his child. I needed him more than ever now.

"Bella, please don't cry," I wiped the tears quickly.

"What do you want me to do? He doesn't want me," I sure felt bad for him. I didn't like it that he was suffering. But come on! Was he really suffering? I matted so much to him? If I did, why did he push me away?

"Talk to him. Just talk to him. He broke up with you because he wanted to protect you,"

"Protect me? Are you serious?" I tried not to yell.

"He didn't want you to live with that label. 'Robber's Girlfriend," He huffed. "If you don't want to talk to him, just let him talk to you. Go to his house. Please. At least for me,"

"I will think about it," I said and I saw him smile.

"Emmett…" I started to say but I regretted it.

"What? Tell me,"

"Emmett, I am…" Say it. "I am pregnant," I whispered. "It's Edward's," I was watching the floor while I said it because I really didn't know what he would think.

"What?" he whispered-yelled. I didn't say anything. I just waited. "Does he know?" he asked.

"No,"

"Will you tell him?"

"I have to. He has to know that he will be a father," I murmured.

"So, you are keeping it," he stated.

"I wouldn't kill Edward's and mine baby. Ever," I saw his eye brows shot up. "What?" I asked.

"You love him much don't you?" he asked smiling.

"Yes," For that I was sure.

I looked at my watch and it was time to go home. I wanted to eat my last lunch with my grandfather before he leave.

"I have to go Emmett. I will think about all this. Thank you for telling me," He nodded.

I left after some minutes of arguing with Emmett about who is going to pay for the coffees. He won and paid.

I couldn't get his words out of my mind.

He is not alive.

Tears started to fall from my eyes.

Was he that bad?

What I am going to do?

If you see him, you will be worse.

I knew that.

I would tell him that I was pregnant. Would he like it? If he didn't I would tell him to fuck off. I could raise a child on my own.

I wanted him so much to accept it.

I wanted him so much to love it.

To love me.

Oh, I love him.

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-What do you want her to do? Review and tell me.

I actually was delighted with your last reviews! I really don't want more than what you gave me in the last chapter!

(I wanted to say something completely irrelevant with all these. Le Café exists. It is in my town. The cappuccino there is so… *drools*)

Well, that was it…

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