A/N: And So it begins...
*prepares the donkey balls*
Special Note: I'm all up for criticism in the reviews, I just ask that if you don't like it or disagree with something, I or any of the other authors write, that you be respectful about it. We do this for free and take time out of our RL and families in order to write such stories. We do this out of love.
Disclaimer: Stephenie owns all things Twilight. I own the bunny that attacked me to write this.
Beta: HollBeth
Simply Promised
Chapter 21
BPOV
"You have to help me... us."
"No."
It's final.
That's it.
I'm not doing it.
It's fucking stupid and irresponsible.
"Bella, please. Just think about it for a second," he pleads.
I don't have to think about it.
Just... no.
No way.
"No."
I turn away from his pleading eyes.
I can't look at them looking all teary and desperate.
"Why not?"
Why not? I can't think of least ten why nots right now without even trying.
Here are three: It's nine months of my life, I'm getting married in two months, I don't like fetuses... or babies.
Those are all acceptable answers.
I stay quiet because he's already heard those reasons... and more.
"Please. I- fuck! I'm begging here. Please do this for me. Please."
I can't... I won't...
He holds my hands in a tight grip.
I can feel the splatter from his tears when they land on our joined hands.
Strong grip, strong decision made... he's not backing down.
But what about me and my worries?
"You... remember when we were kids and made that promise?"
Of course I do, I was just hoping you didn't.
"I promised, you promised. We need you, Bella. I need you now more than ever."
Fucking bastard doesn't play fair.
So what if I made a stupid promise when I was ten or nine or eight. So what?
But damn it if it doesn't tug my heart strings when he begs...
And I did promise.
Fuck my life.
A/N: Reviews are the same as remembering promises you made when you were still stupid ... Oh you just better leave me some luv.