Army Wives
Chapter 8- Thoughts
A/N: Sosososo sorry for not updating in forever. Here's a long chap to make up for it! ;)
((Rose did not die; just metaphorically.))
BPOV:
October 10th 2011
November of next year. 2012. November.
That's all my mind could comprehend. I felt like an empty soul. I missed him so much, it hurt. Rosalie didn't go to her modeling job anymore. Alice quit her fashion designing job. I…I stayed at home, with the only two beings that filled my soul.
"Mommy! Christopher's hitting me!" Jaycee complained, as she began to hit him with her teddy bear. She's had that thing ever since Jasper first left. She doesn't go anywhere without it.
Christopher's cry's alerted me. I spun to see him on his back, waving his small hands in the air. She must have hit him again…
"Jaycee Lynn Elizabeth Cullen!" I shouted at her and she looked at me, scared now that I had said her full name. "Don't hit your brother! He's only two months old!" I ran to my screaming son, and picked him up, trying to calm him. His loud cries turned to whimpers, and I turned back to my apologetic daughter.
"Jaycee Lynn, your two almost three years old. You know what your not supposed to do." I scolded. She lowered her head, and sniffed. "Go to your room." I said and she took off like a light, dropping her bear, but turning around and grabbing it, than shooting up the stairs again.
I sighed and looked at my son, who was playing with my hair. "I know…your hungry." I kissed his small forehead, and laid him on his stomach in front of the TV as he played with his army blanked Jasper sent.
Christopher Anthony Cullen
Was written elegantly in the corner of the blanket. Jaycee said he always had it because it smelt like his dad.
I smiled as Christopher chewed happily on the opposite side of the blanket. Just like Jaycee with her teddy bear.
The door bell pulled me out of my thoughts. I blinked to come back to earth, and walked briefly to the door. I saw small Alice, and even smaller Arianna smiling at me. "Hey!" I said taking her from the pixie's arms. She cooed at me, and I kissed her cheek. "Hey to you too," Alice teased, kissing my cheek.
"How are you?" I asked her as she sat on the couch, watching Christopher, "I've been better. Arianna seems okay," She looked to her giggling two month old.
"Hmm.." I muttered, laying her next to her cousin. They giggled and cooed happily, as they tried to figure out who they were.
"How's Rose? I heard she got in a big fight with her parents," I asked sitting next to her on the couch. She shook her head, "I'm not really supposed to say, but," Her eyes became devious, "It was awful, she yelled at them, because her mom suggested that Maribelle and Amelia go too her house for a day or two, and Rose blew up." I gawked in disbelief. "I know Rose loves them, but…wow," I said absentmindedly.
"I know what you mean…" She looked back at Christopher and Arianna as they played. I figured Alice wasn't having the worst time handling this as Rosalie and I. But, deep down, I knew she wasn't the same old Alice.
"Mommy?" I heard Jaycee's little voice. "Yes Jaycee Lynn?" I asked turning toward the stairs. She sat at the top, looking threw the bars, "Can I come down yet? I pomise I won't hit Cwis any more." She puppy dog pouted. I nodded, "Just remember that he's a baby," I said as she came down the stairs, "And not your cousins." I thought of Amelia and Maribelle. For girls, they were ruff.
"Hi aunt Alice." She smiled climbing up the couch to hug her. They weren't technically related. Seeing that Edward wasn't related to Jasper. Only Emmett.
She called her Aunt anyway. I heard a small wheezing sound. I looked down, to see Christopher, coughing somehow. "Oh my god," I jumped off the couch, and picked him up in my arms. "Is he okay?" Alice asked frantic, "I don't know, he's never done this before." I said frantic, holding my pride and joy in my arms. His coughing didn't stop.
"Come on!" She grabbed Arianna and Jaycee's hand and we ran too her car. I sat in the back, holding him in my arms, since we didn't have time to get a car seat. "Alice, why are we going to Carlisle's house?" I asked as my baby still coughed franticly.
"He's home today." She yelled as she pulled in the driveway. I ran into the house, with Christopher crying, and coughing in my arms. "Oh, Bella what's wrong?" Esme asked gesturing toward the baby. "Where's Carlisle?" I asked, crying now. "In his office dear, go," She said and I ran toward the white door that filled me with hope.
JPOV:
"You had to do this. You had to be idiots!" I yelled at my stupid brothers. "Jasper," Edward started but I cut him off. "No. You left them there. There freaking out. Your daughters are wondering were daddy is. Your wife is possibly falling apart." I yelled in their faces. I yelled only wife at Emmett. I was passed annoyed, disappointed, and angry. I was beyond pissed. I was furious.
Emmett looked away, possibly wondering what his family was doing.
"It's not like we didn't have to leave them too. I miss them too." Edward said, and I knew he was lying. He only missed my Bella, because that's what kind of sick bastard he is. He didn't care about his two month old daughter, or Alice.
"I had to leave my two month old son, to which I won't see his first birthday, almost three year old daughter, to whom I won't get to be their for her birthday, and my wife, that's already been threw this three times. How do you think I feel?" I asked them.
They didn't answer as they looked away. A bomb went off somewhere in the east, and I gestured my group to follow me. I prayed I'd get to go home to my two month old son, almost three year old beautiful daughter, and my beautiful wife Bella. I missed them already.
BPOV:
I ran threw the door, and saw Carlisle at his desk. "Carlisle, something's wrong with him." I told my father in law. To which I'd always thought of him, as my dad.
Carlisle took Christopher out of my hands without another word. "How long has this happened?" He looked at me, as he began to lightly tap his back. "He just started doing this. And…about twenty minutes." I felt tears go down my cheek.
Carlisle took out an inhaler out of his bag, and put it to the baby's mouth. Christopher instinctively breathed it in and his coughs stopped, almost thirty seconds after. I breathed a sigh of relief as Carlisle handed me, my now alert and confused son.
"Oh my god, Carlisle, thank you so much." I hugged him tightly. "It's my grandson Bella. You don't have to thank me." He smiled and kissed the baby's head. "Is he okay?" Alice appeared in the doorway. I nodded; thankful. "He's perfect."
We all went downstairs to find Esme with Arianna and Jaycee. "Oh, there he is." Esme smiled taking the baby from my arms.
No one mentioned the boys. No one. And for that, I was grateful. Jaycee and Christopher went back home with me, and Carlisle gave me an inhaler for Christopher, just in case he had another attack. He'd diagnosed him with asthma, and I remembered that when he was born, he would have asthma problems.
The kids were taking a nap, and I missed Jasper more than ever. My soul wasn't whole without him. I glanced at the picture he'd sent us, last time he'd left, for Jaycee's first birthday. That was as good as it's gunna get, I thought bluntly. Wishing I'd had better thoughts.
The doorbell rang, once again, and I rushed to answer it, so it didn't wake the kids. A delivery man stood their smiling, "Delivery for Mrs. Isabella Cullen?" He asked and I nodded, taking the envelope, and signing the form.
I closed the door, looking at the envelope, wondering what in the hell it was, and who from. It didn't have a return address. I opened it, and it was a letter.
Bella,
I know your possibly wondering who this is, and why, but I just need to hear from you. It's Edward, as you can tell. I know this sounds insanely pathetic, but I miss you more than I'm supposed too. I love Arianna with my own life, but I want to be with you. Please write back, I need to know your okay.
P.s. Jasper is fine. So is Emmett. They miss you the kids, and Rosalie a lot.
I stared at the letter; gawking. Of course it was Edward, how would I not know? It was his handwriting. Should I write back?
I groaned and dug out a piece of paper and a pen. My own messy scrawl wasn't near his perfection.
Edward,
I'm fine, and so are the kids. I know you love me, but I need you to understand that it would never work. I need you to be a father to Arianna, and a good friend to Alice. She misses you, if you believe it or not. Please tell Jasper that I miss him, dearly and love him. Alice and I planned on sending you pictures.
Love you all, Bella.
I closed it into an envelope, and written, in much better handwriting as I could possibly manage, the address that I had memorized.
Just as I was putting it in the Mail box, Alice pulled up into the driveway, in her yellow Porsche. Justin Beiber, music was playing. I shook my head and laughed, "Alice, why?" I asked getting little Arianna out of her car seat. "She likes it." She shrugged, and Arianna squealed.
I grinned and kissed her head.
March 16th 2012 - Seven months until Cullen's return.
"Mommy, I'm fwee!" Jaycee said holding up three fingers. I giggled at her, "Yes, you are!" I kissed her head, as she went back to eating her cereal. Alice came threw the door, smiling. "I got the camera," She said teasingly, and snapped a picture. "Alice!" I yelled at her. Even though I was dressed, and looked decent, I hated pictures.
"Oh come on! Jasper needs something-" I pressed my hands over my daughters ears, and she looked at me funny, munching on cereal. "Alice!" I hissed and she laughed setting Arianna on the floor, to which she started crawling toward Christopher, who was watching TV. Alice dressed her in an adorable dress with stripes at the top, and a small blue bow. She even added a hat.
"Onna!" Alice yelled at her six month old who started chewing on…a shoe? I just started burst out laughing. "She's six months old Alice, plus she can crawl!" I told her and she laughed too, taking the flip flop out of her daughters mouth.
We went out to the backyard as Rosalie and Esme and Carlisle arrived. "Mommy look!" Jaycee Lynn said and I looked over. She was holding a small green frog, and showing me it, arms extended. "Ew!" Arianna pointed, looking at it. I laughed and Alice snapped a picture of the frog and Jaycee. "Bella! Look at this adorable picture!" Alice said handing me the camera. It was of Arianna, up close, her green eyes sparkling, and her cheeks a light red. "Awe, it's adorable Alice." I commented. "I took it before we left. She was just so cute!" She said kissing the baby's head.
Alice has found another Barbie. Her own daughter.
Christopher was sitting in the grass, doing baby talk, and staring at the sky. I snapped a picture, than he pointed at me, "What do?" He asked and I took another picture. Jasper would love these.
Rosalie took a picture of the girls hugging a tree. Their dark brown hair in pigtails, and they had on checkered matching red dresses. Adorable.
Jaycee blew out the candles and my baby girl was three. The kids were very funny with the cake. The twins and Jaycee were good and ate with forks. Although, Christopher and Arianna, went nuts. It was in their hair, on their face, and clothes. Another picture to snap.
The day was crazy, but finally over.
Alice and I began to write our letters to the guys, and printed out the pictures. We sat on the living room floor, as the kids were fast asleep.
Jasper,
I miss you like no other, and so do your kids. Hope you enjoy these pictures of your daughters third birthday. Wish you could have been there, we all miss and love you. Stay safe. Lots of love, Bella.
I kept it short and sweet, because I knew that he'd be crying, over the pictures. He didn't need to be crying over a letter too. I slipped the pictures into the envelope, even one of me, sitting outside. I couldn't wait till he comes home. I missed him way too much…