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Chapter 65: Time Marches On
Putting Lauren Mallory in her place had been somewhat satisfying. I still couldn't get the look she'd had on her face, out if my mind. Her eyes raging with anger, her bottom lip tremulous, she was a mess, and I didn't give a flying fuck how she felt, she'd deserved everything she had gotten and then some. Bullies will never prevail, and I hate bullies. I had also made a decision that day, I could not handle school. It was too much, dealing with hormonal sexist fuckwits was not my idea of a good time. Mike Newton and his leering perverted glances in my direction, boy would practically be panting everytime he saw me, he was lecherous to the extreme. The slut twins were no more, after the day I'd given Lauren her dressing down in front of the student body and some of the faculty members, Jessica kept herself to herself, after and get this, she actually came up to Angela and I, and apologized for being a total fucking bitch to us and that she was never going to be judgemental or mean to anyone again. She even toned down her wardrobe, leaving myself and Angela in slight shock. Jessica, it seemed had been a sheep, following Lauren around, doing her bidding. But it didn't change the fact what she had said and done. Jessica sat alone now, never really mixing with anyone, quite sad really, but not my problem. Lauren just did her usual and kept up her reputation as a slut, sitting with the boys, flirting and fucking when she could. Fuck knows what the future had in store for her, a bad case of ffs if she kept up her sexual activities. What? Oh, sorry, ffs is Festering Fanny Syndrome, ok? Cool. Bitch has had more guy's than I've had hot dinners. The thought of any guy crawling inside that thing gave me the heeby jeebies, total fucking headache if you ask me but again, not my problem. The dressing down seemed to have worked though, she never really said anything to me or Angela, just busied herself annoying other's. It was because of all of this that I came to my decision, I wanted to leave the school as soon as I could. My dad had not been overjoyed with my choice, it was the usual questions, what about your future Bella, how do you plan to support yourself Bella, what about graduating Bella, blah blah blah, yeah I can understand where he was coming from but I explained that I could still do my courses online and graduate that way so he calmed down a bit. Paul had been with me when I'd told dad my decision, by the way saying the words sex on tap is never a good way to talk to my dad, he'd glared at Paul so much, Paul had left the room and sat in the kitchen, out the way. It also meant a meeting with the principal of the school, Paul and my dad had attended it with me, there was nothing the principle could say, especially when you have a six foot five hulking native American and the chief of police sitting in front of you, is there. The principal had looked rather pleased when I'd told him I was leaving due to my being pregnant, he'd actually had the ball's to mutter that my pregnancy was a bad reflection on the school and maybe the unexplainable weirdness that had descended on the school since my arrival, would also disappear with ny leaving. Bloody cheeky bastard. The only reason I know what he'd even said was because Paul with his super wolfy hearing, heard the principal murmuring away as we'd left the office. Every teacher wished me the best in the future and told me to continue my hard work and I could do my assesments online etc. I was happy to see the back of the place, as this was where it had all began with those cullens. It was an end of a chapter of my life I was glad to close the page on. The day I'd left the school was also the day my letter came through with a date for my scan. Paul jumped about like a lunatic in happiness. Such a child sprung to mind. I was just tired.
Time seemed to be slipping through my fingers. In just three week's since leaving school there have been quite a few changes happening. The first major one was that my dad was in the process of selling the house in Forks and was moving into the house that was situated just down the path from billy`s. I had asked him why? He just said too many bad memories were in the old house, it was time to start afresh, a new chapter of his story was beginning he'd said, I'd admired him for being honest with me. He'd also become chief of police on the reservation as well as forks. He'd had an idea for hiring a small law enforcement group, the group being the pack of course, including Sam, Jared and Paul. When he'd broached the subject with the guy's, they'd been a bit apprehensive at the thought of studying for the academy exams but Charlie explained they weren't that hard plus they'd be over and done with in six months flat with his recommendations of course. My dad pulling strings!, never thought I'd see the day as usually he was by the book. Jared was actually quite settled with the idea though, he'd just left the res school and didn't have any specific plans as to what he wanted to do, so this was quite ideal for him. So it wasn't just me studying in the house, Paul was as well. Tomorrow was also the day of my scan, which I was breathing a sigh of relief about. I just wanted to see if everything was ok with junior. Also to get my due date. Paul was meeting me at the hospital in Port Angeles as soon as he'd finished patrol. When the morning came, I was on the edge of my seat with nerves. My breasts were sore and felt like they'd trippled in size, they hadn't of course, just felt like it. My dad dropped me off at the hospital, offering to come in with me.I politely declined of course, it was Paul's privilege, nobody else's. I walked into the waiting room after giving my name. Just then Paul Lahote walked in, drawing glances of lust from most of the heavily pregnant women waiting to be seen, I felt like shouting at them, you have your own men, leave mine alone.
"Hey babygirl, how you doing?" Asked Paul questioningly, concerned.
"I'm doing ok, just wish they would hurry up" I stated nervously.
Just then "Isabella Swan, please"
Paul looked at me, smiled and took my hand. "Let's go meet junior, little phoenix".
We walked behind the nurse into this small room, with a bed in it and this futuristic looking machine and the doctor sitting next to it. I was told to drink as much as I could so the scanner would be able to pick up the details of my insides clearer. If you really want to know, I was in slight pain as I needed to pee that bad. Pulling down my leggings, I lay back on the bed with Paul sitting next to me holding my hand. The doctor explained that he would squirt some gel on my belly, which might be a bit cold, that was a complete fucking lie because it was freezing, a bit cold my ass. I winced as it hit my belly, the doctor busied himself, punching buttons on the machine. The doctor sat down, looking at the machine and moving the scanner along my belly. He then smiled and turned the screen towards me and Paul. I looked at the picture on the small monitor. There in front of my eyes, was our baby. The doctor pointed out its arm's, legs, heartbeat. Junior looked well formed for only a couple week's. I looked to Paul, his jaw was open in wonder and the big hard man had a tear in his eye, awwwwwwwww.
"So can you tell us when the baby is due roughly?" I questioned softly.
He told us and I saw Paul doing the math as well. That couldn't be right, could it. According to the doctor, I was showing 9+ weeks, and yes the baby was going to be big so they were going to be monitoring me. But that's not what bothered me, the thing annoying me was that according to the dates, it meant Paul and I had conceived junior, the first night we slept together. Oh my fucking God, sperminator right enough. Paul looked well chuffed with himself. Bastard. Stupid wolfy fertilizing sperm. We had used protection though, if I'd known it was going to be useless, I wouldn't have bothered with it in the first place. The doctor explained that I would be getting scanned regularly due to the size of junior but apart from that, baby was well and healthy with a nice strong heartbeat. I was happy. We went back to the reservation with smiles on our faces. We didn't go straight home though, we went to billy`s with photo's of the scan. Jacob was there with Chloe sitting on his knee, Sam with Hannah and Jared with Megan. It was a full house.
"Hey, how'd it go?" Asked Sam curiously, smiling that pearly grin of his.
"He scored first time" I snapped as I sat down on the sofa, Billy even looked confused.
"What? What the hell does that mean?" Asked Jake.
"It means that sperminator over there, got me pregnant the first time, his little swimmers got through not just one barricade but two" I huffed out, folding my arm's over my chest.
Paul stood there with a huge grin on his face.
"Are you shitting me? First time Paul?" Questioned Sam smirking.
"What can I say bro? I'm that good" said Paul laughing.
I looked at Jake who still looked confused. Billy thank fuck had caughtened on to what was being said.
"Jake, let me put it in laymens terms ok hunny, I got pregnant the first time Paul and I slept together, and we used protection, the double barricades Sam is on about is my hymen and the condom is the second one, ok honey, do you comprehend now?" I slowly explained, snappily.
Chloe sat with a smirk on her face, trying in vain to hide her laughter.
"Fuck sake bell`s, I don't want it need to know about yours and Paul's sex life, I've seen enough of it in his mind" growled Jake.
"Well stop acting like a complete dumbass then" I shouted at him.
"All things aside, congrats guy's, it's great news" said Sam happily.
We then went about showing the pictures of junior. They were in awe, even they noticed his size. Only I knew that junior was definitely a boy though. That was my secret to keep.
For now, I would tell them later.
Life was moving along nicely.
But time itself, was marching on.
