Chapter 8
I ached for Jacob to hold me up into his arms. I needed him, I knew wither knew no matter what that is Jacob was here right now that he would make this pain go away.
I cried out in the back seat, I had no clue what Alice and Edward were bickering back and further about outside, I wanted answers, this is so ridiculous. I mean first the run in with Jacob and Embry that was absolutely confusing and infuriating to begin with.
I felt burning, stinging, stabs sensations from my stomach, my muscles were constricting, and there was nothing I could do, but rock and whimper some tears.
The only soothing feeling was from the hands of Alice who now joined me in the back seat.
“Just close your eyes Bella, our father is a doctor, he will give you something to stop the cramps, we just called him, he is on his way, he is better in these sorts of situations as well so he is going to drive you home. He won’t take long.” Alice said, her face full of sympathy, and her eyes focused on her hand currently running through my hair.
I don’t remember much of the ride home, the only recent thing I can now recall is waking up in a bed that was not my own, the walls painted a natural cream. The bed was perfectly centred to my left was a over sized glass window, well to be accurate, the glass replace the wall itself, it over looked to beautiful on-going green forest outside, I could see the morning mildew on the grass.
I have never been in this room in my life, how did I get here? The only conclusions I could gather in my still awakening brain was it could perhaps be the Cullen’s home, the most logical explanation as the room was practically dripping with glamorous money.
I raised myself, propping myself on the weight of my elbows, giving the beautiful forest view a more detailed examination, but found it a struggle to find the strength in my arms to hold myself, I was beyond exhausted and tired, like my body had ran a marathon. The new sense of elevation sent a new sensation in my gut, I felt a swarm of salvia form in my mouth, and an awful sickness in my throat. Argh I’m going to spew.
I had no will in my body at all, so I bet with my eyes close that my vomit sprayed over the bed sheets, with I just happened to be laying on..Disgusting Bella. I honestly feel like death.
With no warning whatsoever Edward appeared into the room, striding towards me. He literally appeared to be in the exact same way as my memory from last night, even to the same socks. I dear hope I wasn’t sleeping in his room and his bed (which I totally just vomited on) and he had to sleep in the same clothes. Oh Christ just give me a shovel, I’ll dig my own hole to die in.
Edward didn’t even say a word, but surprised me by gently sliding his arms around my back and legs, pulling me out from the bed and gripping me in his chest, honeymoon style. I was still wiping my hand over my mouth, he was that fast. My neck gave out in exhaustion and my head flung back over his arm and I watched everything upside down.
He was pacing through what appeared to be a hallway with beautiful artwork decorating the narrow walls.
"Edward, what is this? I don’t know anything, why am I here?" I said with a croak.
His hands held my face ever so gently, his eyes studying me with scared eyes. He was holding something back; it was on the tip of his tongue. But he resided to silence, it scared me, I mean seriously, have I been kidnapped or something? I was too tired to gather the emotions for that assumption.
After a new seconds Edward spoke; "After last night, Alice and I rushed you home to see our father, he is a doctor. He examined you Bella.. Bella, I'm so sorry. But you miscarried your pregnancy, I know this is really not what you want to hear, but you were really lucky, most times it takes time for the human body to cleanse out the embryo, but we believe that due to Jacob’s current condition, that may have had something to do what that. "
His tone was frightened, nervous, shaky, and broken all on the same mono-tone. But he lost me. A million things were going through my mind right now, what on earth he was talking about? I mean I heard the words and what they meant, but why he was he saying those particular words in those sentences to me? Pregnancy? I wasn't pregnant; I would know that, miscarried? Jacob’s condition?
My mind continued to race in a hundred different directions at a million miles per hour. I had to focus my eyes on the floor; I could only assume I looked like I’d seen a terrifying poltergeist.
"What do you mean?" I was finally able to croak through my lips.
"You mean you didn’t know Bella? How did you not know? I even knew, my whole family knew"
"Edward this not funny! This is not funny! A sick joke, a really sick joke. I wanna go home" I don’t where I found the strength in my legs, but I was now jumping out of his arms, I was screaming with rage, tears forming on the corners of my eyes.
"You were Pregnant Bella, last night in La Push, your pregnancy miscarried, that’s why you were feeling bad discomfort. Carlisle insists you rest.” His head dropped in sadness and he could only master a whisper.
My mind came to a sudden Holt and all my thoughts stopped, the only thing that remained there was "I’m so confused."
Without any hesitation my lips exclaimed “I want Jacob.”
I couldn’t hold the sobs back anymore; the gate was flooded over by the wave of emotion taking over my entire body. Edward released me, allowing me to standing on my feet. My arms reached out for him straight away. I wrapped my arms around his waist immediately, he wasn’t the person I needed in this moment, but as my friend I needed his support regardless, mainly because I know without my arms around him keeping me up, I’d fall to the floor like a disastrous mess.
“I know Bella, shhh” He cooed, placing a soft kiss on the tip of my head.
“I know.” He repeated.
The wave of emotion began to weaken and I was finally able to bite back the tears, I wiped my eyes away, taking in a deep breath.
“
Thanks Jasper” I was able to catch Edward whisper in the opposite direction.
“Would I be able to take a shower at all? I think I need a moment to gather myself and I think I still have spew in my hair” I asked, fighting off the heavy sobs.
“Absolutely Bella, whatever you’d like. I’ll get you a towel, and I expect Alice would be more then generous with lending you some clothing”
I ached for Jacob to hold me up into his arms. I needed him, I knew wither knew no matter what that is Jacob was here right now that he would make this pain go away.
I cried out in the back seat, I had no clue what Alice and Edward were bickering back and further about outside, I wanted answers, this is so ridiculous. I mean first the run in with Jacob and Embry that was absolutely confusing and infuriating to begin with.
I felt burning, stinging, stabs sensations from my stomach, my muscles were constricting, and there was nothing I could do, but rock and whimper some tears.
The only soothing feeling was from the hands of Alice who now joined me in the back seat.
“Just close your eyes Bella, our father is a doctor, he will give you something to stop the cramps, we just called him, he is on his way, he is better in these sorts of situations as well so he is going to drive you home. He won’t take long.” Alice said, her face full of sympathy, and her eyes focused on her hand currently running through my hair.
I don’t remember much of the ride home, the only recent thing I can now recall is waking up in a bed that was not my own, the walls painted a natural cream. The bed was perfectly centred to my left was a over sized glass window, well to be accurate, the glass replace the wall itself, it over looked to beautiful on-going green forest outside, I could see the morning mildew on the grass.
I have never been in this room in my life, how did I get here? The only conclusions I could gather in my still awakening brain was it could perhaps be the Cullen’s home, the most logical explanation as the room was practically dripping with glamorous money.
I raised myself, propping myself on the weight of my elbows, giving the beautiful forest view a more detailed examination, but found it a struggle to find the strength in my arms to hold myself, I was beyond exhausted and tired, like my body had ran a marathon. The new sense of elevation sent a new sensation in my gut, I felt a swarm of salvia form in my mouth, and an awful sickness in my throat. Argh I’m going to spew.
I had no will in my body at all, so I bet with my eyes close that my vomit sprayed over the bed sheets, with I just happened to be laying on..Disgusting Bella. I honestly feel like death.
With no warning whatsoever Edward appeared into the room, striding towards me. He literally appeared to be in the exact same way as my memory from last night, even to the same socks. I dear hope I wasn’t sleeping in his room and his bed (which I totally just vomited on) and he had to sleep in the same clothes. Oh Christ just give me a shovel, I’ll dig my own hole to die in.
Edward didn’t even say a word, but surprised me by gently sliding his arms around my back and legs, pulling me out from the bed and gripping me in his chest, honeymoon style. I was still wiping my hand over my mouth, he was that fast. My neck gave out in exhaustion and my head flung back over his arm and I watched everything upside down.
He was pacing through what appeared to be a hallway with beautiful artwork decorating the narrow walls.
"Edward, what is this? I don’t know anything, why am I here?" I said with a croak.
His hands held my face ever so gently, his eyes studying me with scared eyes. He was holding something back; it was on the tip of his tongue. But he resided to silence, it scared me, I mean seriously, have I been kidnapped or something? I was too tired to gather the emotions for that assumption.
After a new seconds Edward spoke; "After last night, Alice and I rushed you home to see our father, he is a doctor. He examined you Bella.. Bella, I'm so sorry. But you miscarried your pregnancy, I know this is really not what you want to hear, but you were really lucky, most times it takes time for the human body to cleanse out the embryo, but we believe that due to Jacob’s current condition, that may have had something to do what that. "
His tone was frightened, nervous, shaky, and broken all on the same mono-tone. But he lost me. A million things were going through my mind right now, what on earth he was talking about? I mean I heard the words and what they meant, but why he was he saying those particular words in those sentences to me? Pregnancy? I wasn't pregnant; I would know that, miscarried? Jacob’s condition?
My mind continued to race in a hundred different directions at a million miles per hour. I had to focus my eyes on the floor; I could only assume I looked like I’d seen a terrifying poltergeist.
"What do you mean?" I was finally able to croak through my lips.
"You mean you didn’t know Bella? How did you not know? I even knew, my whole family knew"
"Edward this not funny! This is not funny! A sick joke, a really sick joke. I wanna go home" I don’t where I found the strength in my legs, but I was now jumping out of his arms, I was screaming with rage, tears forming on the corners of my eyes.
"You were Pregnant Bella, last night in La Push, your pregnancy miscarried, that’s why you were feeling bad discomfort. Carlisle insists you rest.” His head dropped in sadness and he could only master a whisper.
My mind came to a sudden Holt and all my thoughts stopped, the only thing that remained there was "I’m so confused."
Without any hesitation my lips exclaimed “I want Jacob.”
I couldn’t hold the sobs back anymore; the gate was flooded over by the wave of emotion taking over my entire body. Edward released me, allowing me to standing on my feet. My arms reached out for him straight away. I wrapped my arms around his waist immediately, he wasn’t the person I needed in this moment, but as my friend I needed his support regardless, mainly because I know without my arms around him keeping me up, I’d fall to the floor like a disastrous mess.
“I know Bella, shhh” He cooed, placing a soft kiss on the tip of my head.
“I know.” He repeated.
The wave of emotion began to weaken and I was finally able to bite back the tears, I wiped my eyes away, taking in a deep breath.
“
Thanks Jasper” I was able to catch Edward whisper in the opposite direction.
“Would I be able to take a shower at all? I think I need a moment to gather myself and I think I still have spew in my hair” I asked, fighting off the heavy sobs.
“Absolutely Bella, whatever you’d like. I’ll get you a towel, and I expect Alice would be more then generous with lending you some clothing”
Why is Rosalie so unpopular in the Twilight fandom?
She seems anything but a Mary Sue, and believe me when I say that. She's vain, shallow, and kind of hostile towards Bella at first. She's not perfect. She's no Disney princess who sings to chipmunks and has little animal friends who cater to her every whim. She has a temper that puts a lion with a bad case of PMS to shame on that count.
Remember that the way she acted to Bella was only because she felt threatened. She thought Bella was going to reveal their secret. That just shows that she cares about the safety of her family, right?
Can you imagine being shown up by someone clearly inferior to you? That might sting.
Rosalie really isn't that bad. Just that after reading a few hundred pages of limited insight about Rosalie, when all of a sudden she goes all soft, the damage done might not be reversible.
So please hear me when I say that Rosalie isn't such a horrible character. She really isn't.
She seems anything but a Mary Sue, and believe me when I say that. She's vain, shallow, and kind of hostile towards Bella at first. She's not perfect. She's no Disney princess who sings to chipmunks and has little animal friends who cater to her every whim. She has a temper that puts a lion with a bad case of PMS to shame on that count.
Remember that the way she acted to Bella was only because she felt threatened. She thought Bella was going to reveal their secret. That just shows that she cares about the safety of her family, right?
Can you imagine being shown up by someone clearly inferior to you? That might sting.
Rosalie really isn't that bad. Just that after reading a few hundred pages of limited insight about Rosalie, when all of a sudden she goes all soft, the damage done might not be reversible.
So please hear me when I say that Rosalie isn't such a horrible character. She really isn't.
Max's POV
When we rushed in Sergeant Ray office and I saw Addi lying there on
the floor anger just rushed over me. Sergeant Ray quickly tried to
fight us but between the both of us we had him pinned down on the
floor within seconds. As Jordan was holding Sergeant Ray on floor I
rushed over to Addi. I checked to see if she was breathing and that
made me a little calmer but not enough. So I grabbed the phone on the
desk and called 911. When the police and ambulance arrived I was happy
cause I knew that she was going to be okay and Sergeant Ray was going
to jail. Jordan and I had to stay on campus we weren't allowed to
leave.
When we rushed in Sergeant Ray office and I saw Addi lying there on
the floor anger just rushed over me. Sergeant Ray quickly tried to
fight us but between the both of us we had him pinned down on the
floor within seconds. As Jordan was holding Sergeant Ray on floor I
rushed over to Addi. I checked to see if she was breathing and that
made me a little calmer but not enough. So I grabbed the phone on the
desk and called 911. When the police and ambulance arrived I was happy
cause I knew that she was going to be okay and Sergeant Ray was going
to jail. Jordan and I had to stay on campus we weren't allowed to
leave.
Personally I read Twilight because kids kept bugging me because I haven't read it yet.
But after reading all four books I feel in love with them. I wasn't a fan of the writing style or the romance. I prefer girl-on-girl. But I fell in love with Edward and Jacob.
The characters are lovable. Now I hated Bella she was annoying but that's the only thing I dislike. I love the ending to Breaking Dawn. And love New Moon.
Edward left in that book I almost skipped it.
As of right now; Meyers is my favorite author.
She is way better then JK Rowling and Stephen King.
I used to love HP until I read Twilight.
Now I used to write before reading Twilight...and just suddenly realized my writing was nothing compared to Twilight. That's why I'm writing a vampire novel that I hope to publish in the near future.
But after reading all four books I feel in love with them. I wasn't a fan of the writing style or the romance. I prefer girl-on-girl. But I fell in love with Edward and Jacob.
The characters are lovable. Now I hated Bella she was annoying but that's the only thing I dislike. I love the ending to Breaking Dawn. And love New Moon.
Edward left in that book I almost skipped it.
As of right now; Meyers is my favorite author.
She is way better then JK Rowling and Stephen King.
I used to love HP until I read Twilight.
Now I used to write before reading Twilight...and just suddenly realized my writing was nothing compared to Twilight. That's why I'm writing a vampire novel that I hope to publish in the near future.
