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*All thoughts are in Italics
Rosalie's POV
I zip up the back of my dress and draw down the end of it to make it lay flat on my body. I look in the mirror and put my hands on my hips. I smirk at my appearance. I am dressed in a tight black and white stripped dress. It accentuates my large chest and hugs my body in all the right places.
"She is not going to be able to keep her hands off you." I say to my reflection. My makeup is already done and my hair is straightened to perfection. I slip on my white stilettos and walk downstairs to the dining room. I make last minute touches to my masterpiece. I have decorated the table with red and white roses in white vases. Two places are set up at the very end of the table. The contrast of the dark red walls and the scented candles that illuminate the room makes it romantic and inviting. I look around the room and wear a small smile. I then go to the kitchen and check on the dinner that I am preparing. I made chicken piccata with sautéed vegetables and Italian risotto rice. I turn the stove down slightly so I do not overcook the food. I know I am not as good of a cook as she is, but hopefully she will appreciate it. I am not one be so romantic. I am usually the one getting pampered. But when it comes to her I find myself doing things that I never thought I would do. Suddenly the door bell rings and my heart skips a beat. She has such a profound effect on me, but I will never admit that to her. I walk out of the kitchen and walk to the front of the house. I open the door and there she is. My beautiful Bella. Her slim body is dressed in a short, blue, haltered dress. The blue hue of the dress brings out the beauty of her porcelain skin. Her long silky legs lead down to her black stiletto covered feet. Her long brunette hair is pinned and curled so that it lies perfectly over her right shoulder. The makeup that paints her face only heightens her natural beauty. Her rosy red lips is made up into a shy smile as her eyes look back at mine. Unable to keep my hands off her I take her by the waist and pull her in for a light kiss.
"Hello beautiful." I whisper to her. She pink cheeks blush red and she bites her lip.
"Oh god Bella, don't do that. You know that drives me crazy." I groan into her ear. She giggles and blushes even more.
"Good." she says playfully. She brushes my cheek and kisses me sweetly.
"Well aren't you going to invite me in?" she whispers jokingly against my face.
"How rude of me." I whisper back. I let go of her hips and grab one of her hands. I interlace our fingers together and lead her through the door. I take her purse and hang it on the coat rack.
"Something smells good." she comments while looking at me. I just smile back at her and lead her to the dining room. She gasps slightly as she looks around the room.
"Rose, this is beautiful. You did this all for me?" she ask, her voice laced with emotion. I smile at her and squeeze her hand.
"Of course baby. You know I am not going to do all this shit for anybody else." I say honestly. She rolls her eyes at my choice of words but smiles nonetheless.
"Well I feel special." she says and then she kisses my cheek. I lead her to the table and let go of her hand so that I can draw one of the seats out. I gesture for her to take a seat and she complies. After she sits down, I give her one more kiss on the lips.
"I will be right back. Don't do anything sexy while I'm gone." I tell her. She laughs and shakes her head. I can feel her eyes following me, so I do the sexiest walk that I can to the kitchen. I grab two china plates from one of the cabinets. Then I carefully arrange the food on the plates to make both of the dishes look presentable. I then take them to dining room. I place one of the plates in front of Bella and set the other one on the available placemat.
"You made something edible?" Bella jokes, feigning surprise.
"Hey now! I can cook. I just don't cook often. I would want to overwhelm you with my amazing cooking skills all the time. It just wouldn't be good for you. Your taste buds would go into shock." I shoot back. She raises her eyes at me in disbelief while wearing an amused expression. I stick my tongue out at her and she laughs.
"Now my bellissima Bella, what kind of wine would you like to drink? I have red and white wine." I ask her.
"Mmmmm I don't know. Surprise me." she says, her voice slightly teasing. My lions stir at the tone of her voice and I give her a chaste kiss before I head back to the kitchen. I decide on white wine and grab the bottle from the island in the kitchen. When I go back to the dining room I see that Bella has not touched her food.
"Babe, why are you not eating?" I ask, slightly worried that she does not like the taste of the food.
"I wanted to wait for you." she says cutely. I smile at her and can't help but kiss her.
"Well thank you for waiting." I say as I open the bottle of wine. I pour each of us a glass and then finally sit down to eat. I watch Bella take of bite of the food and her face lights up.
"Rose this tastes amazing." she tells me. I put on a small smile.
"I'm glad you like it baby." I say to her. I take a bite of the chicken and raise my eyebrows in surprise. It actually tasted quite rest of dinner went by all too quickly. We made small talk, ate my better-than-expected meal and just enjoyed each other's company.
"Oh goodness. I am full. Thank you for dinner sweetie." Bella says to me sweetly as she takes my hand and kisses it.
"You are very welcome." I say back as I kiss her palm.
"So…" she says while she looks at me coyly. She licks her lip slightly and then bites it. I suppress a moan and my center purrs with excitement.
"Is there any desert?" she asks seductively as her foot lightly grazes my leg. Her eyes mirror my lust and she wears a sexy smile. I bite my own lip, and then I take her hand and kiss it.
"Mhm. But of course." I whisper against her hand. I then kiss her wrist slowly. I hear her moan slightly and my lips curve upward into a smile. I keep a hold of her hand while I get up from my chair and I lead her to the kitchen. I push her against the kitchen island and kiss her full lips. She responds eagerly and wraps her arms around my neck. I push her body upwards so that she is sitting on one of the stools. I give her one more kiss.
"Close your eyes." I whisper into her ear. She pulls back to look at me, her expression amused and skeptical.
"Why should I?" she asks in a low tone, but you can tell she is being slightly playful.
"Don't you trust me?" I whisper against her neck and I kiss it. I then lean my forehead against hers and brush our lips together.
"With my life." she whispers back, her words passionate and honest. I smile and kiss her again.
"Then close them."I tell her once more. She grumbles but she gives into my request. I walk to the fridge and pull out some chocolate covered strawberries. I walk back to the island and place the plate of strawberries beside her. I glance at her and her eyes are still closed, but she is smiling. I take one of the strawberries and rub it against her lips. She opens her mouth to taste it but I pull it away. She giggles a little bit and slightly shakes her head.
"You are such a tease." she says softly, laughter in her voice. I let out a short laugh in agreement. I kiss her cheek softly.
"Open up." I tell her. She opens her mouth and I place the strawberry inside. She bites the strawberry and some of the juice form it trickles down her chin. She moans at the taste of the strawberry and chocolate. Once she has swallowed her bite, she opens her eyes and smiles at me. I smile back at her, amused by the strawberry juice on her face. I pull in closer to her face and lick her chin with my tongue. I give her a quick kiss and she giggles. I place the rest of the strawberry in my mouth and then move closer to hers. We both kiss and break the strawberry in half in our mouths. We chew the pieces of strawberry but continue to look at each other with want. Bella leans in and licks all around my mouth to get the juice off. I don't let her pulls away and I grab her by the waist to bring her closer to me. Our kisses start to become more passionate. Our hands start to roam and explore each other's bodies. Moans start to fall from our lips.
"Rose." she says into one of our many kisses. I kiss her neck and squeeze her breasts lightly.
"Yes Bella?" I ask her before kissing her again deeply. I suckle on her neck and she moans softly.
"Make love to me." she whispers with desire. I groan against her neck and kiss her once more before leading her upstairs. As soon as we enter the bedroom we are on each other. Shoes and clothes are flying everywhere as we strip each other naked. Inhibition, negativity, fear, nervousness, and caution has gone out the window and all that is left is the both of us and the love we have for each other. The symphony of our moans, grunts, and hisses fill the bedroom. We continue to kiss until I feel the back of my knees press against the edge of the bed. Without breaking contact, I sit on the edge of the bed and drag Bella by her waist so she is straddling me. I break our lips apart and take a moment to admire her body. Her soft silky porcelain skin covers her lithe, slender frame. Her perky breasts, small but supple, are the perfect size for my hands and mouth. Her nipples are hardened and posy pink at her aroused state. Her waist and nice behind gives her killer curves. As I take in all her beauty I can't help but kiss her again.
"You are so beautiful." I whisper tenderly against her mouth.
"Oh Rose." she sighs and then kisses me deeply. I run my hands a along her back while she kneads my breasts in her hands. Her hips start to rotate on my lap, so I know she wants to be touched. I bring my hand in between her legs and I start to slowly caress the inside of her thighs. Her legs shake slightly and she tightens her hold on my neck.
"Touch me baby. Touch me." she begs against my face. I comply with her request and rub my finger against her thoroughly wet pussy. I start to tease her clit and twirl it in circles. She rocks her hips against my hand and moans loudly.
"Ung, faster." she gasps out after a while. I latch my lips to her neck and start to rub her faster. I she lets out a long groan and pinches one of my nipples.
"Yessssss. Just like that." she coaxes me moaning. I move my face from her neck to look at her. Her lips are parted as short pants come out of them. Her eyes are closed indicating she is lost in the feeling she is experiencing. Her hair is slightly disheveled. Just looking at her makes me moan and more arousal starts to seep out of my pussy. Her moans have become increasingly louder and her pants more desperate. I decide that I want her to cum with part of me inside of her. I kiss my way up her neck to her cheek. She leans down and looks at me hooded eyes.
"You want me to finger fuck you baby?" I ask her alluringly.
"Oh fuck yes." she answers immediately. I push two fingers inside of her and she lets out a shout. I move my fingers slowly and tease her clit. I devour her neck while she gasps for breath against my temple. She starts to ride my fingers and I stop moving them so she can fuck herself at her own pace.
"Fuck fuck. Rose. Fuck." she chants over and over as she rides my fingers. At this point, my center is practically aching and throbbing for release. As I watch her bounce on my fingers, my wetness drips down my thighs and onto the floor. All of this, seeing Bella like this, made me feel so hot like I was about to cum myself.
"Oh God! So close!" she whines out. I start to rapidly move my fingers in and out of her again with more force behind each thrust of my hand. Her moans turn to screams and she holds on to me tightly. I needed to see her orgasm. I needed to see that beautiful face contort into an expression of ultimate pleasure. I needed to see her cum.
"Cum for me." I command her in low tone against her ear.
"Yes! Yes! Oh Rose FUCK!" she screams as my words bring her over the edge. I kiss her neck and continue to move my fingers in her until she stops shaking. Her body slumps against my own in exhaustion and she buries her face in my neck. I rub her back with my free hand and nuzzle her shoulder with my nose. After a few minutes she rises up and looks at me with adoration in her eyes. She pushes my hair out of my face and then strokes my cheek. She then kisses me, slow and passionate.
"I love you so much Rosalie." she whispers against my lips. I push our foreheads together and look her in the eyes.
"I love you too baby." I whisper back. She smiles brightly at me and my heart stops beating for a second. She brings her face back to my neck and starts kissing it. Her hands start to tease and pinch my nipples. I moan quietly against her as she touches me. She then pushes us back on the bed so that she is lying on top of me. She brings her lips back to mine as she presses our bodies together. I squeeze her ass and she giggles against my mouth. Her hands lightly trail down my stomach to my throbbing core.
"Mmmm you are soaked." she comments teasingly as her fingers run against my pussy. My eyes slip shut and I let out a long moan. I start to rub her arms and I open my legs so that I can give her better access. She begins to massage my clit with her thumb and tease my hole. Then she brings her mouth to my ear and starts to suck on my earlobe. I groan and then grab hold of the sheets.
"I love the way you moan baby. It just makes me so fucking hot." she whispers seductively against my ear.
"Oh fuck." I sigh at her words.
"I love the way you touch me. I love the way you tease me. I love the fact that you know exactly how to make me cum." she murmurs to me as she continues her actions on my pussy. My moans grow louder as her words bring me closer to my release.
"I love the way you say my name." she whispers as she rams two fingers into me.
"Oh fuck Bella!" I shout in reaction as my hands grip the sheets with more force. She starts to mover her fingers in and out of me at a merciless pace.
"Oh my god! Fuck!" I scream as she continues to slam her fingers into me. She pulls up so that she can look at me. Loud shrieks and hollers fall out of my mouth as she continues to fuck me fast.
"Are you close baby? Are you going to cum for me?" she says louder so that she can be heard over my cries of pleasure.
"Yes! I'm so close! I gonna cum!" I gasp loudly as the sheets almost tear in my grasp. Somehow, she starts to move her fingers even faster and she brings her face back to my ear.
"Cum for me Rose. I need to see you cum." she whispers with a hint of desperation. The tone of her words and the intensity of her fingers bring me to my breaking point. I am about to go over the edge into a pool of ecstasy.
"OH! OH! O-"
The loud vibration and ring tone from my phone jolts me out of my sleep. I jump and quickly sit up, alarmed and alerted. I grab my phone and answer it without checking to see who the person is.
"Hello?" I answer in a sleepy voice, irritated and annoyed by the throbbing in-between my legs.
"Hey Rose." Edward's melodic voice greets me.
Great. Of course he had to be the person to call me after the dream I just had.
"Thanks for the lovely wake up call Edward." I say sarcastically.
"Oh sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." he apologizes sincerely. "But why are you sleeping at one in the afternoon. I didn't think you were one for naps. But I guess you need your beauty sleep. You need all the help you can get." he comments jokingly. I sigh and roll my eyes at his sad attempt at humor.
"Whatever Edwina. Unlike you, I had a pretty fun and wild time last night so I had to catch up on some z's." I retort. I hear him let out a groan.
"Please Rose. Can you refrain from talking about your sex life? I already get enough of that kind of talk from Emmett." he says annoyed and disgusted. I snort and a pleased smile crosses my face.
If only he knew that I was fucking someone else's brains out last night. But I might as well let him go on with his assumption.
"Anyway," he continues. "Bella and I are having a little get together at the house tomorrow night. I was hoping you and Emmett would come." he tells me casually. My heart skips a beat at the mention of her name and I blush. I smile slightly and I bite my lip.
Oh Rosalie, stop that school girl shit! Honestly, how old are you? Seventeen?
I quickly wipe the smile on my face and distract myself by getting off of the couch and pacing.
Oh yeah. That blonde chick invited me to go to the new bar downtown. But I don't know if I want to even fucking go.
"Mmmmm. Well I don't know if Emmett has any plans tomorrow night. And I got invited out by a friend." I tell him indifferently.
"It would really mean a lot to me if the both of you would be there. Tomorrow night is kind of important." he says, trying to convince me. I stop pacing and put my free hand on my hip.
"Why is it so damn important?" I ask, mildly skeptical. He sighs, obviously annoyed by my insistence on being difficult.
"Well, we have an announcement to make and it would be nice if the both of you were there to hear it. But if you can't come, I understand." he says, with a bit of reluctance and disappointment. So many emotions started to shoot through my body, annoyance, curiosity, anger, frustration, want, desire, hurt and others I couldn't differentiate. I understood why I was experiencing some of them, but a lot of them I didn't understand.
"Rose?" The pause I had taken must have been long because Edward had to call my name. His voice brings me back to our conversation.
"We'll try to make it. No promises. I have to go." I say suddenly before I hang up the phone. I throw it in the couch and shake my head. I sit on the couch and start to shake my leg in annoyance.
What kind of fucking announcement could they be making? Maybe they are getting a divorce. But why the fuck would they throw a party for that? Well Edward does love to have his little "get togethers."
I couldn't help the small feeling of happiness that welled inside of me at the thought of them getting a divorce.
They are not going to get a divorce that easily. Edward would probably lose his mind without her and I know that she won't just leave him like that.
Then I felt a short pang of disappointment.
But it would be amazing to see her free of Edward. To see her independent. To see her be with someone else. To see her be with me-
I shake my head to stop myself from thinking. I grunt and then sigh. I run my hands through my hair and then pull on the end of it.
How does she do this to me? How does she break me down like this? Even thinking about her freaks me the fuck out. Why does she make me feel so weak?
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" I whisper to myself. I can feel myself start to get increasingly angry and frustrated.
You need to calm the fuck down and chill out.
I decide that a shower would help me relax myself so I head to my bathroom and quickly disrobe. I jump in let the hot water wash over me. After a few minutes, I start to wash myself with my luffa. As I rub my body, I can't help but think of the dream I just had. I can't help but think of how Bella's hands were all over me. The wetness of the water from the shower now pales in comparison to the wetness in-between my thighs.
God, she was so hot in that dream. They way she fucked me. How she screamed, how she moaned. The way she said my name.
My right hand creeps down my stomach to my pussy and I start to touch myself. I moan as I imagine that it is Bella's hand instead of my own.
Stop it! Don't you dare go any further! Don't you dare touch yourself to the memory of that dream!
I quickly move my hand and make a fist so I am not tempted to touch myself any further. But I can't stop thinking of the dream.
How she looked at me. How she smiled at me. She said she loved me.
My heart starts to ache and I swallow as the pain attacks me.
Since when are you so fucking emotional? You ended whatever you had with Bella and you need to get over it. You do not pine after anyone! You are the one that people should be pining after.
I push the pain away and start to listen to my inner pep talk.
You are one hot bitch. You don't need her. You can have anyone you want. You have a hot ass husband. You can get any man or woman that you want. Stop being desperate for her! You don't need her! Stop being a little girl and get your shit together.
I huff in agreement with myself and slightly nod my head.
"I don't need her." I whisper in a confident voice.
Don't worry about what the fucking announcement is. It is probably Edward just showing off more of his perfect life to the rest of us.
"It probably nothing." I whisper to myself. I finish up my shower and dry my hair. I hear my phone start to ring so I wrap the towel around my waist and go into the bedroom to answer it.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Hey sexy." A soft female voice says seductively. I roll my eyes and smirk.
"I am sexy to a lot of people. Calling me sexy doesn't tell me who you are." I answer back teasingly. The woman gives a short laugh.
"It's Tia. From the club last weekend." she tells me.
Tia? Tia. Tia. Tia. Oh Tia! The cute brunette with the luscious olive skin tone and huge wrack.
"Well how are ya Tia?" I ask back in a low, sexy tone.
"I'm not doing so well. I'm kinda lonely. I was wondering if you can come over and keep me company?" she says, her voice soft and alluring. The initial guilt that I get when I am deciding if I should have sex with someone other than my husband comes rushing in as it usually does.
Fuck Rosalie, you need this. You are hot, horny and you need to forget about Bella. Tia would be a wonderful distraction. This is perfect.
I hum and tilt my head slightly in concurrence.
"Text me your address and I will be right over." I reply smirking.
"Okay I will. See you soon." she says, arousal and excitement apparent in her voice. I go and get myself all dresses and dolled up. By the time I am done, I look absolutely fuckable. I look at myself in the mirror and my smirk slightly falters. Because deep down inside, I know that I will come back home and still be bombarded with thoughts and memories of Bella. This is only a temporary soulution, a way to forget her for a little while. But I am still going to go through with it anyway. I leave the front of my mirror and put on my high heels. I grab my purse and jacket before I head out the door.
Bella's POV
"Do you think we should serve beef and chicken or just seafood for dinner tomorrow night?" he asks me. I sigh, slightly annoyed and exasperated. We are both preparing for bed at the moment. He is lying down on the bed, his back pressed against the head board. I am in front of the bedroom mirror brushing my hair. My back is turned to him, so he cannot see the irritated expression that crosses my face.
"Edward, do we really have to have a big party to tell everyone that I am pregnant." I ask him.
"It's not a big party. It is just a small get together with a few friends and family." He retorts, defending his position. I sigh as I run the brush through my hair once more. I stay silent for a while and I hear him sigh. He moves off of the bed and comes to stand behind me. He then wraps his arms around my waist and looks at me through the mirror.
"It just seems like we are making it a bigger deal than it really is." I comment, not able to look at his reflection.
"But Bella it is a big deal. It is our first child. It is something we have both always wanted. You do still want this, right? You do still want to have a baby with me?" he asks me worriedly as his hands leave my hips. I sigh and then put the down the brush.
"Of course I want this baby." I answer honestly as I finally look at him.
I just don't know if I want to have and raise this baby with you.
"Then what is the problem? Are you nervous? Worried?" he asks me concerned.
"Ummm. Well yeah. A little bit." I say, telling the truth. Guilt seeps in because I know I can't tell him the whole truth. He smiles and kisses me on the temple. He wraps me in his arms around again and holds me a bit tighter.
"Oh sweetheart, that is completely normal. You are a new mother and it is normal to worry and be nervous about your first pregnancy. But you don't have to be apprehensive. You have great doctor that will help you through the whole thing. And I will always be by your side. Everything will be fine." he says to me softly, trying to give me reassurance.
Will it? Will everything be alright?
He places his hands on my stomach and slowly rubs it.
"I know the both of you will be fine." he whispers in my ear. I look down at his hands on my stomach and resist the urge to cry. Not from happiness, but from pain. I couldn't feel it. The happiness and joy of having a child with my husband. I should feel this special connection. But I don't. All I feel is apprehension, pain, anguish, stress and most of all, guilt.
"We should get some sleep. We both have a very long day tomorrow." he says and then he kisses my temple again before he heads to the bed. I sigh deeply and look at myself in the mirror. My eyes start to rim with tears.
What are you going to do? You still love her- no! You have to try and stick it out. There is a child involved now. Do you want this child to grow up without a father? Do you want this child to have divorced parents? You have to make this work. Think of your unborn baby. Don't be selfish.
I take another deep breath and force myself to go to the bed. I lie down and turn off the lamp on the night stand. Edward turns over and wraps one of his arms around me. I swallow and let a tear fall down my cheek. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that everything would be alright. But I couldn't shake the feeling that the road I was headed down would be a dark one.
Alice's POV
"No Jessica, put the deserts over on that table." I order my friend as I look around the room. Some of us are here early to help Edward and Bella set up. Or course I jumped on the opportunity because I have an obvious talent for design and decoration.
"Okay Miss Bossy." she teases as she does what I tell her. I roll my eyes, but do not disagree. I take in the appearance of the room and I am pleased.
This night should go well. The room looks wonderful, so it will give off fabulous vibes. It would be even better if Edward would tell me what the occasion is. All he says is that he and Bella have an announcement to make. He never keeps secrets from me. This must be big. It's annoying that he won't tell me. I have a reputation for being the first to know everything, and I am not about to stop that now.
"Where is Edward?" I ask Jessica. She sets the last platter of cookies down and looks up at me.
"Uhhh, I think he is in the kitchen." she tells me. I thank her and leave the living room to go into the kitchen. I see Edward, dressed in dark blue jeans and a nice blue sweater, at the stove, stirring something in a pot. I lean on the counter that is next to him. I turn my head to look at him and smile.
"I am not telling you Alice." he says bluntly without looking at me.
"But why?" I whine. "I promise that I will not tell anyone else." I try to persuade him. He shakes his head and smiles.
"You just don't give up, do you?" he comments jokingly.
"I think persistence is a wonderful quality to have." I joke with some seriousness in my tone.
"I want you to be surprised with everyone else. You just have to wait a little while longer to know what the announcement is. Just be patient." he says calmly while glancing at me. I huff and turn away from him.
"Fine." I mutter before I walk out of the kitchen. The doorbell rings and no one is at the door, so I take it upon myself to go answer it. I open the door and see a smiling Angela and Ben.
"Hey you two!" I greet them cheerily, genuinely happy to see them. "Come on in." I say as I usher them in and close the door.
"Hey Alice. Looking lovely as always." Ben says to me kindly before he gives me a hug.
"Awww Thank you Ben. You are so sweet." I say to him after our embrace. "Hey Ange." I greet Angela and hug her tightly.
"Ange, I am going to go find the boys." Ben says after he hangs his coat in the closet.
"Okay honey." she responds smiling at him. She starts to take off her coat and scarf.
"So Alice, how are you?" she asks me as she puts it in the closet.
"Oh I am doing well. Work can be a pain in the butt sometimes, but everything else is fine. How are you doing?" I ask her. She closes the closet and we start to walk to the living room together.
"I am doing great. Everything at the craft shop is finally starting to come into place and Ben is just as sweet as the day we started dating. Life is really good right now. "she says pleasantly as we both sit on the couch. I smile at her.
"Well that is very good to hear." I tell her. She suddenly scrunches up her face and brings her hands to my neck.
"Alice, what is this?" she asks curious as she traces the scar on my neck. I move away from her hand and cover up the scar with my scarf.
I thought wearing a scarf inside would help me cover up the bruise that Jasper left, but obviously it is not working. I can't let him know that anyone has seen it.
"Oh, it's nothing!" I say quickly, trying to sound nonchalant. Angela raises her eyes brows and look at me skeptically for a few seconds. Then she suddenly smiles, and looks at me slyly while she shakes her head.
"Jasper gave you a hickey didn't he?" she asks teasingly.
A hickey! That's the perfect cover up. Why didn't I think of that?
"Yes! You caught me." I say, letting out a fake cheery laugh. She laughs and cutely pushes up her glasses.
"Alice, you don't have to be embarrassed. Stuff like that happens all the time. Just tell him not to be so rough next time." she says jokingly. I force myself to smile and laugh. Suddenly, I feel the vibration of my cell phone in the pocket of my dress and I am thankful for the escape. I pull my cell phone out of my pocket.
"Will you excuse me? I have to take this". I say holding up the cell phone. Angela smiles and nods. I smile back politely and step into the kitchen. Thankful that the kitchen is now empty, I answer the phone.
"Hello." I whisper, still worried that someone might hear me.
"What time did you say I should call again?" AJ's deep voice asks me.
"I said seven, but it is already 7:30 and they are not here yet. I guess I will just text you when it is time to call her." I whisper back.
"Okay newbie. I better not get any shit for this." he warns me.
"You won't. Everything should be fine." I say, even though I am not convinced myself. We both say a brief goodbye and hang up the phone. Another phase of my plan is supposed to take place tonight. AJ is going to call Rosalie's phone. He told me they have not spoken in a long time. I have to make it so that Emmett has Rosalie's phone when AJ calls. This will tell me if Emmett knows AJ or not. Either way, this will hopefully raise suspiciousness in Emmett's mind and he will question her. I smile and head to the living room. The doorbell rings and again, I am the one to answer it. I open the door to a smiling Emmett and a sour looking Rosalie.
Well speak of the devil and she shall appear.
"Hey. Glad the both of you could make it." I smiling. I fight the urge to glare at Rosalie, but to carry out this part of my plan I need to play nice. They both step inside and I close the door.
"He Ali!" Emmett says cheerfully as he hugs me. He kisses me on the cheek then heads to the living room. Rosalie begins to shrug of her coat and I quickly catch it.
"Here let me take those for you."I say as I grab her coat and her purse. She does not hide her skeptical look as she shoots it at me.
"Jessica mentioned to me that she is looking to buy a home. And since you are a real estate agent I thought maybe you could help her out." I say quickly, trying to sound causally.
"Ooooookayyyyy." she says raising her eyebrow and noticing my strange behavior.
"I think she is in the living room. I will give your purse to Emmett. You don't want to be lugging that around." I say, wearing a bright smile to cover up my uncertainty. She looks at me with an annoyed glare then she rolls her eyes and walks to the living room without another word to me.
She must think I am crazy. But she is my sister. She should be used to my behavior by now. Well at least I got the purse.
I put Rosalie's coat in the closet and then swiftly text the words "call her now" to AJ. I head to the dining room to find Emmett. I feel Rosalie's phone vibrate in her purse and I can't help but smile. I enter the dining room and see Jasper, Emmett, and Ben seated around the table. I take a seat next to Jasper and kiss him on the cheek. He doesn't acknowledge me and continues to speak with Ben about the latest basketball game. I hand Rosalie's purse to Emmett.
"I think I felt her phone vibrate." I say, trying to make my voice sound as normal as possible.
"Oh thanks Ali." he says kindly. "I remember she said she was expecting an important call." he mutters to himself. I sit there calmly and watch as he opens her purse and checks the phone. He stops his movement and looks at the phone in slight shock. His nose flares in anger and he clenches the fist of the hand that does not hold the phone.
"Is everything okay Em?" I ask innocently. He quickly sobers up and shakes his head.
"Yeah. Everything is fine." he says, trying to sound calm. He places her phone back in her purse and joins Jasper and Ben's conversation.
He must know who AJ is. I mean just look at his reaction. He seemed upset. He must not like AJ. Does he know that Rosalie used to use drugs? I mean he must know that by now, he is her husband. Well hopefully they will argue and their argument will somehow set her straight.
Bella's POV
I stand sideways in the mirror, staring at my stomach. My reflection shows my attire of a short plaid skirt, a black sweater, black leggings and black heels. My hair is done up in a bun and I have applied a light amount of makeup. I tentatively place my hands on my stomach. I take short shaky breaths. Nervousness and slight fear wracks my body.
Why the hell are you nervous Bella? Everything will be fine. Just relax. You are telling your friends and family you are pregnant. This is good news. They will be happy for you.
I try to convince myself to calm down and I close my eyes.
You can do this. You will be fine.
I take another deep breath and take one last look in the mirror. I leave the mirror and turn off the light so I can finally leave the room. I go downstairs and greet a few of the people that are there. I see Edward going around the house to gather everyone into the dining room. That means he must have seen me and he is ready to make the announcement. After a few minutes, everyone is seated around the table. Edward and I are standing behind our chairs, facing everyone. I glance around the table and when my eyes land on her my heart stops.
She came. Edward said she might not make it. But she is here.
I take in her appearance and fight myself not to smile.
Look at her. She looks beautiful. God, I missed her so much.
My heart starts to flutter uncontrollably. Edward wraps one of his arms around my waist and it shocks me back to reality. My level of nervousness heightens and guilt comes to join it. Edward smiles brightly at me and I force myself to smile back at him. He then turns to everyone.
"Well, you all must be wondering why we invited you here tonight. Bella and I have some great news that we wanted to share with all of you." he pauses to look at me. He leans in to me.
"Do you want to tell them?' he asks me in a whisper. I shake my head slightly.
"No. You can say it." I whisper back. He kisses my ear and lifts his head up.
"Well, " he starts. He lets out a short laugh of happiness. "Bella is pregnant. We are having a baby!" he exclaims to everyone. I glance at everyone and I see smiles, laughs, and words of congratulations. Then my eyes turn to look at her. Her body is still, her eyes enraged and her face is made up in a hard mask. She suddenly gets up from her chair and storms out of the dining room.
"Oh shit." I hear Emmett mutter. I don't question Emmett's words. I stand in shock and sadness at her reaction. Somehow the sound of the front door opening seeps through my haze. Something within me snaps.
Go after her! Run!
"Rose!" I yell. I tear out of Edwards embrace and out the door after her. I don't hear Edward yell name. I don't hear the shocked whispers and gasps from my friends. I don't feel the cold night air as I rush outside without a coat in the middle of winter. My only focus right now is Rosalie.
"Rosalie wait!" I yell own as I run down the steps. She has almost reached her car. Her back is turned to me. She lifts her head up and looks out into the night. I quickly walk up behind her.
"Rosalie what's wrong?" I ask her, worried and concerned. She continues to stare and does not answer me.
"Rose please talk to me!" I yell at her, my voice dripping with desperation.
"It's not fucking fair." she says bitterly. She turns around and glares at me with hurt apparent in her eyes. She shakes her head and angrily runs her hand through her hair.
"It's just not fucking fair. How do you do this to me? You just completely obliterate my defenses. Nobody fucking gets to me like you do! You make me feel things for you that I shouldn't!" she yells at me. My heart stings with pain as she yells at me. Tears start to form in my eyes.
"Rose I-" I start, trying to make something up that will appease her.
"It not fucking fair that you are having a baby and I can't!" she yells angrily at me. I stare at her and think about her choice of words. I look at her in frustrated confusion.
"Rose what are you talking about? What do you mean you can't?" I ask her, utterly confused while my tears start to stain my face.
"I can't fucking have kids Bella! I try and I try but I just fucking can't!" she practically screams at me. I gasp and my mouth opens in shock. A chocked sob leaves my body as my heart starts to ache for her. I remember that Alice told me once that Rosalie wanted nothing more than to be a mother. I get the opportunity while she does not.
"The doctors say it won't happen for me." she whispers with resentment.
"Rosalie I am so sorry. I didn't know." I say, my voice laced with sorrow. Crying shamelessly now, I am drawn to take a step forward.
"Edward didn't tell you." she shakes her head and huffs in anger. "Yeah of course he didn't." she grits out. She starts to walk closer to her car.
"Rose, don't leave like this. We can-" I start and I reach out for her, desperate to comfort her. She turns and puts a hand out in front of her to stop me from coming any closer.
"Stop Bella. Just stop." she says the anger and hurt apparent in her low tone. My heat breaks because she won't let me comfort her. I let out another sob and she looks away from me.
"Tell Emmett he can walk his ass home." she says to me before she stomps to her car and then quickly drives off. Hot tears slide down my cheeks. I finally feel the cold winter air nip at my body. I shiver slightly and wrap my arms around myself.
"Rose." I whisper in a broken voice. As I say her name, another sob leaves my body. I am unable to move, shocked and pained from what has just transpired. I then feel a jacket being placed on my shoulder. Someone steps in front of me and wipes my tears. I look up to see Angela. She smiles sadly at me.
"Let get you inside." she whispers to me. She wraps an arm around me and leads me to the house.
Rosalie's POV
I decide to go home. I don't feel like going anywhere or seeing anyone. I step into the house, feeling numb and hollow. I go to the bar we have downstairs. I start to drink shots of anything and everything. I am hoping that it will make me forget, if only for a little while. After I feel I am drunk enough, I go to the bedroom and put myself on autopilot. I take off my clothes and change into my pajamas. I put my shoes in the closet and then put my clothes away. I just stand in front of the closet, unable to move. I was bogged down with so many different and painful emotions. The thoughts that I have been trying to push out of my mind start to bombard me.
I will never have a baby. I will never have a child. I will never have Bella. I will never have her. She is stuck with him now.
I then do something I have not done in years. I break down and cry. I fall to my knees in front of the closet and start to sob uncontrollably. I scream and I holler. Eventually the strain of crying and the sufficient amount of alcohol that I have consumed causes me to blackout.