Chapter Three:
Lexy’s P.O.V:
“Tell Seth what?” I heard someone ask. I turned my head to see my mother standing in front of the back door. “Mom! What are you doing?” I screamed. “I was getting Renesmee. We need to pick out the cake.” She said. “But, I’d actually like to know what my Lexy and Edward are keeping from me-and now it involves my Renesmee.” I sniffled back the tears that were ready to slip under my controlling clutch. She stalked over to Ren and I. Renesmee turned toward me and put her comforting hand on my tearing cheek. She showed me her telling mom through this. I nodded and turned my head. I then heard my mother gasp. “Oh my god, Lex.” I started crying hysterically then. She came over and sat down on the grass. She pulled me onto her lap and whispered into my ear, “Lex, it’s alright.” I shook my head, “No, it’s not!!!” “Shh, Shh, baby girl.” She shushed. Renesmee walked back to the house realizing that I just wanted mom. “I’m sorry.” I cried. Mom hugged me and kissed my cheek. “Are you keeping it?” I shrugged through the tears. The door opened. Jacob and Renesmee were standing in the doorway with Seth trying to see over them. “Lexy! Lexy!” he yelled. I laughed as I cried and finally got up from my mom’s lap. I tore through Jacob and Ren to Seth. He hugged me and kissed my neck, softly. “Babe, we need to talk.” I whispered into his warm neck. He nodded and led me upstairs. We walked into my room and as soon as we did he made himself comfortable on my bean bag chair. “Ever wanted kids?” I asked him cutting into the chase. He looked up at me, “Uh, why?” “I’m having…I’m…pregnant.” I said my face getting blotchy from my recent crying fest. He looked up with me strangely. And then rested his eyes on my stomach. He got up from the bean bag and put his hand on my flat belly. “I do now.” I smiled at him stiffly. “Are we keeping it?” I dug my nails into my head. “Do you want to?” he looked at me belly. “Yes.” It came out as a whisper. I smiled and kissed him, passionately. “We’re pregnant!” I yelled ecstatically. He picked me up bridal style and carried me downstairs to everyone who was murmuring, obviously about Seth and I. “We’re keeping it!” I yelled. Renesmee ran into the kitchen and grabbed the spray cheese. “Yay, a baby!” She started squirting it everywhere. “What the hell are you doing, Renny?” Dad asked, dropping goop off of him. “If we had confetti this wouldn’t have happened.” Dad sighed and turned toward me and Seth. “You sure?” I nodded, “Yeah.” He smiled and walked over to me. He kissed my forehead and then my belly, “Hi, baby.” I giggled as Seth put me down. This was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
~~~ I hope you liked? ~~~
Lexy’s P.O.V:
“Tell Seth what?” I heard someone ask. I turned my head to see my mother standing in front of the back door. “Mom! What are you doing?” I screamed. “I was getting Renesmee. We need to pick out the cake.” She said. “But, I’d actually like to know what my Lexy and Edward are keeping from me-and now it involves my Renesmee.” I sniffled back the tears that were ready to slip under my controlling clutch. She stalked over to Ren and I. Renesmee turned toward me and put her comforting hand on my tearing cheek. She showed me her telling mom through this. I nodded and turned my head. I then heard my mother gasp. “Oh my god, Lex.” I started crying hysterically then. She came over and sat down on the grass. She pulled me onto her lap and whispered into my ear, “Lex, it’s alright.” I shook my head, “No, it’s not!!!” “Shh, Shh, baby girl.” She shushed. Renesmee walked back to the house realizing that I just wanted mom. “I’m sorry.” I cried. Mom hugged me and kissed my cheek. “Are you keeping it?” I shrugged through the tears. The door opened. Jacob and Renesmee were standing in the doorway with Seth trying to see over them. “Lexy! Lexy!” he yelled. I laughed as I cried and finally got up from my mom’s lap. I tore through Jacob and Ren to Seth. He hugged me and kissed my neck, softly. “Babe, we need to talk.” I whispered into his warm neck. He nodded and led me upstairs. We walked into my room and as soon as we did he made himself comfortable on my bean bag chair. “Ever wanted kids?” I asked him cutting into the chase. He looked up at me, “Uh, why?” “I’m having…I’m…pregnant.” I said my face getting blotchy from my recent crying fest. He looked up with me strangely. And then rested his eyes on my stomach. He got up from the bean bag and put his hand on my flat belly. “I do now.” I smiled at him stiffly. “Are we keeping it?” I dug my nails into my head. “Do you want to?” he looked at me belly. “Yes.” It came out as a whisper. I smiled and kissed him, passionately. “We’re pregnant!” I yelled ecstatically. He picked me up bridal style and carried me downstairs to everyone who was murmuring, obviously about Seth and I. “We’re keeping it!” I yelled. Renesmee ran into the kitchen and grabbed the spray cheese. “Yay, a baby!” She started squirting it everywhere. “What the hell are you doing, Renny?” Dad asked, dropping goop off of him. “If we had confetti this wouldn’t have happened.” Dad sighed and turned toward me and Seth. “You sure?” I nodded, “Yeah.” He smiled and walked over to me. He kissed my forehead and then my belly, “Hi, baby.” I giggled as Seth put me down. This was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
~~~ I hope you liked? ~~~
-Renesmee-
By the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes you look cute."
"Are you on his side or mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be more supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
By the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
By the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes you look cute."
"Are you on his side or mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be more supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
By the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
10. Tell him only to address you in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”