A/N: Let's see how many of you stay with me after this one. Have faith my pupils, have faith.

* prepares the chapters in hidding *

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Beta: HollBeth

Simply Promised

Chapter 33

BPOV

There have been more changes to my body, mostly to the stomach, tits and ass.

My hips have been getting a bit more rounded, too.

And so I had to go shopping for clothing.

It didn't turn out so well.

I was escorted to a maternity store by TA, Ed and Tranny.

I told them I could just have bought bigger t-shirts and sweats.

"Aghast" would describe their reactions nicely.

"My daughter will not be dressed in frumpy clothing. Have some dignity, Bella. Don't you want to get noticed by someone?" Tranny asks in sickly-sweet tone.

The tight grip on my wrist distracts me from pulling off her weave.

"Don't listen to her. She's just upset that her body can't do what yours can," whispers TA, loud enough for Tranny to hear us.

Luckily for her, Ed manages to pull her aside.

"What's her problem? I'm doing them a favor. She should be kissing the ground I walk on like she used to."

I feel angry and hurt.

And hungry, very fucking hungry.

Plus, it's not like I've done something to deserve her bitterness.

It's not my fault she couldn't get out of work to go with us to the Dr.'s office.

It's not my fault her husband won't fuck her.

And it's also not my fault that he called my name when he came the last time he was with her.

Which was last week... not that I'm listening, of course.

The walls are thin... very thin.

I was shocked... and speechless.

I've never thought of Ed in that way.

The way that gets me off or even in the mood.

And I'm sure that neither has he.

It's weird.

So something must have changed.

Perhaps, I should still blame the incident with my growing tits.

But Emmie doesn't stare at my chest anymore...

"Try this one on. It's a light material for the summer days and thick enough for the cold ones."

I look at the dress with disdain.

Just because everthing around me is changing as well as my body, doesn't mean my personality has.

And this Bella Swan does not wear dresses.

Case in point: Incident with the wedding gown.

I raise an eyebrow, challenging TA to force a pregnant woman to do anything.

"Oh, come on. You'll look cute in it."

"I would rather do comfortable and durable than cute. I'm not a little girl. Get me some stretchy jeans and flowy shirt and I'm good."

"But, Bellaaaaa."

"But, Bellaaaaa," I whine, exaggerating my imitation of her voice. "No, and if you continue being a brat, I'll just leave. Now go bully someone else."

I watch her walk away and join forces with Tranny.

Great, just what I need... two harpies giving the evil eye.

"Be careful, Bella. They're just trying to help you. You don't have to go out of your way to push people away," says Edward.

I look at him incredulous.

"Well, maybe I want to be left alone."

"Is that what you want?"

What the fuck is going on?

"Yeah. I want to be left on my own and not be told what to do or wear."

I never thought I'd ever see the day where Ed... no... Edward would walk away from me.

Ed would never have left.

A/N: Reviews are the same as your ass growing in a good way... Oh you just better leave me some luv.