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Beta: HollBeth

Simply Promised

Chapter 34

BPOV

I'm five and a half months along.

My belly is small and rounded, if not a little perky.

I can also feel the baby moving inside.

It feels weird.

There really are no words to describe the feeling of something moving inside of you.

Emmie asked me to try.

"You remember the last time we went to the taco place that closed a week later?"

His face distorts in disgust as he angles his body inward, protectively.

"Good, you do. Then you also remember how we had food poisoning and for the longest our intestines were moving around and growling nasty. Well, without the growling...except when I'm hungry, it feels the exact same way."

"That's disgusting. How can you stand it?"

It's not like I can just stop the pregnancy or fast forward, I remind him.

Still, you would think this would be a time of joy.

And it isn't.

Just when I was starting to get used to the idea of enjoying this time of my life, something happens to remind me that happiness is never unaccompanied by disaster.

After being abandoned in the maternity store, I figured Ed would come back once I apologized to the harpies.

I was wrong.

So wrong.

Not only was my apology not accepted by either...

Ed hasn't even visited me... or called.

I don't think I was that bad.

I'm starting to wonder if they even still want the baby.

Whether they are ready or not, he'll be here in four months or so.

"Why don't you just call him?" asks Rosalie.

"And say what? I don't even know what I did wrong. I just told him I wanted to make my own decisions."

"And leave you alone; don't forget that one," Emmie reminds me.

I kick his shin, he's lucky I'm too lazy to get up from the couch.

Being left alone didn't mean for them to literally leave me alone, stranded.

I just didn't want to be told what to do or what to wear.

I don't think I can forgive him, though.

Sure, we've fought before and made up...

Sure, we're adults now and should know better...

But he has never abandoned me before.

Ever.

A/N: Reviews are the same as feeling an alien moving inside of you... Oh you just better leave me some luv.