I was at Bella's place, playing caramelle Land with her and Lily, when Carlisle called to tell me that he had bought the old house. It had only been a week since our trip to Forks.
"What?" I asked in astonishment.
"Your mother and I have been talking about getting a place close to Seattle anyway, so we can visit all of te easier." He explained. "When te told me about the house being for sale, it felt like a sign."
"That's great, dad." I had no doubt that he and Esme would be spending a lot of time in Forks. Emmett had even mentioned that he and Rosalie had talked about moving back to the area, and...
It was a relief to finally leave Alice and Jasper's apartment after lunch – I knew that they were only recitazione out of concern for me, but they had been watching my every sposta all day. I loved them for caring, of course, but having them constantly hovering was getting really annoying.
I found 21st Century Breakdown in the guanto compartment of the Accord, and turned the volume up as I pulled into the traffic on Seaview Avenue. While I drove to Ben and Angela's place I tried to focus on the Musica and keep my mind from wandering. I skipped ahead, and Know te enemy blared from the...
My nerves started recitazione up during the week that followed. Though Doctor Jamieson had told me that most first time mothers went over the due date, I still analyzed every feeling. I had experienced some Braxton Hicks contractions over the past mese o so, but Doctor Jamieson had assured me that I would know when the real thing started.
May eleventh came – and went – and still no baby.
"The doctor did say to expect this." Charlie pointed out that Friday, three days after my due date.
"I know." I grumbled, rubbing my back. "I was just hoping that I had passed on my punctuality."
When I got home, Charlie, Renée and Phil were just sitting down to have dinner, and I joined them.
"Hey dad, I wanted to talk to te about something." I detto as I put some insalata on my plate. Charlie insisted that I have vegetables with every meal. He was the one who told me what I could and couldn't eat, and also made sure I followed the "rules". Which was why I always went to Angela's for ice cream. Nowhere had I found anything to indicate that I shouldn't eat ice cream – I'd even asked Doctor Jamieson, who had detto that it was fine – but Charlie insisted that too much sugar wasn't good....
Finally, it was December nineteenth, and I was free from the stares and whispers for two glorious weeks. Renée and Phil flew up the giorno before Natale Eve; I was looking inoltrare, avanti to all of us spending the holidays together for the first time.
"Look at you!" Renée exclaimed as Charlie and I met them at the airport in Port Angeles. She pulled me into a bone breaking hug. "You've really got that pregnancy glow going. Hi Charlie." I heard Charlie mumble a greeting in return behind me.
"I know." I hugged her back tightly.
Angela had told me the same thing a couple of weeks earlier, but I had insisted...
"Come on in." Angela opened the door before I had finished knocking, and ushered me inside the house quickly. "Let me see."
I gave her the picture from the ultrasound, and she studied it in silence for a moment, her eyes wide in astonishment.
"Wow. It actually looks like a baby!" She exclaimed, giving the foto back to me.
"I know, it caught me completely da surprise. I thought it would look like a arachide, arachidi o something." I carefully placed the picture between two pages of a book in my bag, not wanting to ruin it. Charlie had another copy, and we'd gotten one to send to Renée...
I woke up the successivo morning feeling thoroughly rested for the first time in several weeks. I was surprised that the nightmares had left me alone, considering my state of mind when I had gone to bed. I had expected my subconscious to deal with my inner turmoil while I slept, but my dreams had been unusually peaceful and non-meaningful. Normal. Just flashes of memories, colors, places, that held no threat.
I walked into the cucina to find that Charlie had made breakfast. Granted, it was only a ham sandwich, a bowl of cereal and a glass of arancia, arancio juice, but he had tried. I felt tears...
I decided that I'd might as well head over to Newton's that afternoon after school. The store was empty except for a couple who was looking at tents at the back, and Mrs. Newton welcomed me with a smile and a concerned hug.
"Hello, dear. I do hope you're feeling better."
I didn't know exactly what Charlie had told her when I hadn't come in to work, but she didn't seem to need an explanation, and I was grateful for that.
"Mike detto that I should stop da to work out a schedule. And thank te so much for letting me stay on, it's really nice of you."
"Of course, dear. We all have our rough spots, don't...
"Leaving? What do te mean you're leaving?" I could hardly get the words out, my insides felt like ice.
"I mean that we're moving away from Forks. Carlisle has gotten a job offer that he couldn't refuse." He avoided my eyes as he spoke, looking at the floor, the walls, out the window. Anywhere but at me.
I tried to avvolgere my mind around what he was saying, but couldn't get the words to make any sense. He didn't continue as I unsuccessfully tried to grasp the situation.
"When?" I finally asked.
That's when I got mad.
"What? What the hell Edward?" And then it hit me. "You've known...
After our shopping trip to Port Angeles, Angela and I had set up a weekly "date" so as not to fall out of touch during the summer. Every Thursday, we'd go to Port Angeles to see a movie, o we'd hang out at Angela's o my place and order pizza o do something else. One weekend, we even went to Seattle with Edward, Alice and Jasper to visit Rosalie and Emmett and look at their new apartment.
"Do te want to see a movie, o head over to Bella Rosa and just hang?" Angela asked one giorno as we were walking down East First Street.
"Is there anything good playing that we haven't already seen?" I wondered....
"Morning." Edward greeted as I got into the passenger sede, sedile of the Camaro the following morning.
"Morning." I leaned over for my hello kiss, which he was only too happy to give me.
"You missed quite a mostra at the house this morning." He told me, pulling out of the driveway.
"Rose suddenly decided that maroon wasn't her color, and tried to get the principal on the phone to force him to change the robes last minute." Edward chuckled at the memory, and I could almost see the scene in front of me. God help the person who tried to mess with Rosalie's fashion sense.
Edward picked me up at eight the following morning, since we had a bit of a walk ahead of us.
"Got comfy shoes on?" He asked as I got into the car.
"My preferito sneakers." I replied.
"Good." He pulled out of the driveway and headed north on the one-oh-one, CCR's Have te ever seen the rain on the stereo. After a while, we turned onto the one-ten, and drove until it turned into a small, dirt road. He stopped, and I could see a hiking trail disappear into the woods ahead of us.
We got out of the car, and he pulled two backpacks from the trunk, handing one of them to me.
The following two weeks passed almost in a blur. Time didn't seem to behave the way it usually did when I was with Edward. Sometimes it would jump ahead – big chunks of time seemed to be just disappearing – and sometimes it would pass da almost impossibly slowly.
He picked me up in the morning and walked me to English before heading off for his own classes. Then he'd usually meet me after Math and we'd go to the cafeteria together – Angela and I had become a regular fixture at the Cullen/Hale table. After lunch, we'd head to Biology where we would spend the entire ora not...
Charlie had left da the time I got up the successivo morning; he was fishing with Billy again, and probably wouldn't be back until late. I did the homework that had to be done da Monday and cleaned the house, but it was still barely noon da the time I had finished. Edward hadn't detto when he would call, so when the phone rang a few minuti later, I almost fell down the stairs in my hurry to get to it.
"Hello?" I answered breathlessly.
I let out a slightly disappointed sigh; mom.
"Hey mom." I started twirling the chord around my finger, hoping this wouldn't turn out to be...
Edward picked me up in the Camaro on Monday morning. I was surprised, since Alice had told me that he didn't like to drive it to school."Good morning." I greeted as I got into the passenger seat."Morning." He offered me a smile that I returned."I must say I'm surprised." He gave me a quizzical look, and I hurried to explain. "I was expecting the Volvo.""Ah." He chuckled. "Alice.""She might have mentioned something along the line of te not wanting to drive this car to school because of careless teenagers." I blushed a little. I hadn't meant to ratto Alice out like that."It's fine,...