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well  we live together, for god's sake. We carpool to class. We work at the same
place. We're constantly together, and even though sometimes I want to strangle you 
"
She makes a face at him.
"  I'm not tired of it. I want it. I'm just so afraid that it's going too well. Since when is
anything supposed to be this easy?"
"I wouldn't say it's easy," she counters, holding her hand out to him. "I would just say
it's worth it." He pulls her up easily, and she rests her head against the chest that is
getting firmer with muscle every day. "And Edward? I'm not going anywhere. And
you're not ever going to get sick again."
"Ever?" It's like no one has ever told him that before, because he sounds so desperate
to believe it.
"Never."
"Promise?"
She looks up at him. His face is cast in shadows due to the fading sun setting between
the heavy, thick trees. His hazel eyes flash yellow in the dim light, and his mouth is
nearly red from his sharp teeth worrying his fleshy lips. His hair is turned every
which way over his forehead, and his skin is so pale, she can see his blue blood at the
surface.
He's stunning, and he's hers, every scared, healing inch of him.
"I promise."
xXxXx
Emily demands her attention a couple days later. She's been pretty absent from the
apartment lately, but Bella knows not to pry with her. She's tighter than a porthole
when she doesn't want to tell a secret, even more so when pushed.
So Bella meets her for lunch downtown. Emily looks haggard, which is strange. She's
usually very put together, whereas Bella tends to be a bum.
"What's wrong?" Bella asks as soon as they sit down. She looks close to tears.
"I think I'm pregnant," Emily bursts out, garnering many looks from other patrons.
Bella's eyes widen. "Um. Um. What? Why? I didn't even know you were sleeping with
anyone!"
"No one did," she wails miserably. "I'm so stupid, Bella! Such an idiot!"
"It's okay," Bella soothes, even though she's not sure that it is or isn't. "Let's just eat
some lunch, and then we can go get a pregnancy test and figure it out. There's no
point in not knowing, right? Then you can figure out your options from there."
"I'm a million weeks late," Emily continues after they place their drink orders. "I skip
my period sometimes because I suck at remembering to take my pills, so I thought
that's what happened last month. But I was due for my next one two weeks ago, and it
didn't come, either. I'm in deep, Swan. I really think I am. I've heard that women can
just tell sometimes& I think I am."
"Okay," says Bella, trying to be calm. "Would your parents help out?"
Emily shrugs. "Yeah. They wouldn't be happy with me, but they love me, you know? It
would just be a huge adjustment. I'd have to move back home& " She looks at Bella,
guilt drowning her expression.
"I know." She puts her hand over Emily's. "Look, that's the last thing you should
worry about, okay? Edward and I will figure it out."
"So, he's sticking around?" Emily asks, obviously wanting to stop thinking about her
own angst.
"Well, yeah, of course."
"It's just weird, Bella. You've always been so fiercely independent, and now you're a
'we'. You know?"
"Yeah& but it's a good thing. He makes me happy."
Their salads come, and Emily is quiet for a while. "How do you do it?" she blurts out
finally.
Bella is in the middle of chewing spinach. "Huh?"
"With Edward  he's great, don't get me wrong. A good guy. But& aren't you
constantly freaking out?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Even if he wasn't sick, he could walk out in front of a bus  " She used that excuse on
him once, and he had scoffed at her. Emily does the same.
"Don't bullshit me, Swan."
"Of course I'm scared! But it would suck  life would  being without him. Yeah, I was
fine before him. But I'm so freaking happy. I'm not going to sacrifice that happiness
for the fear."
Emily studies her silently. "You're really fucking strong, you know that? It's almost
scary."
Bella shakes her head vigorously. "No, no no no. It's not like that. I hate when people
say that. It's not strength. It's not a conscious decision to be strong for him or us or
anything. It's just  I just want him, so I'm gonna have him until I can't. People are
thrown barriers in relationships all the time, you know? This is one of them. It's just&
a thing. I don't want to be admired or anything. That's& no."
"I freaking love you, Bella. For real. You don't want admiration or pity. What do you
want, then?"
She thinks about that for a second. "For everything to work out. To have him. And to
be happy... to not have to worry. And to not have to stare at him and wonder if I'll be
looking down at him in a hospital bed one day." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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