dont block me out Bella
IT was too late for that, how could i with this strain on my back? the cuts are still burning.
But too Many things are too late, like the fact that i'm pregnant, again.
I never taught i would be again, jacob and I never even wanted a baby, so unexpected, and i had told myself so many years ago, that i dont need children when im with edward.
When Tanna came, i Knew, this was it, she was all i wanted, so beautiful, and that i diddnt need anything else.
I Think im stranded on a burning bridge between "Take it out" and "Just keep it"
But for the mean time i dont think i have a choice anymore, the plus time i sit here in this sore condition to heal the plus it grows inside me and less time i have to make up my mind.
Should i bring another burden to this family? should i be unconciously rubbing it in their faces? ou make them be the slaves? as i can see that they do, not in about 3-4 months, however long ive been here, have i ever had stress brought over me par Tanna.
"Bells, tell me what your thinking" A soft velvet voice whispered beside me.
i was too wrapped in myself to even relise that edward was there.
Then it occured to me. I've become soo slefish, i only think of myself. i diddnt think about jacob, what taking his daughter,HIS! daughter, and just running away from him for another man to call him the father, in which is his loathful enemy , and Tanna, just totally replacing her dad because this is where i want to be. this is not right,
and The cullens, looking after Tanna every heure of the day. And now this baby, im thinking of myself again. How this is going to effect me.
silent tears began down my cheeks. i heard him sigh gently.
"Bella, i l’amour you. i l’amour Tanna, i l’amour this new life with you, and i will l’amour this baby, if toi let me." His voice intoxicating me. His breath so sweet. I diddnt want to hear this. He only makes me feel plus guilty.
i shrugged my shoulder over away from him. i couldnt even face him.
His hand snatched me arm tight, i'd never seen his so fierce me my before. i became worried.
he slammed my arm into the side of the lit , pushing me down my back began to flame up. pinning himself over my shocked now body. My cœur, coeur starting to race, whats happening?
I l’amour toi BELLA, DONT BLOCK ME OUT!
i rolled onto him stomach, his amrs wrapping around me.
ahh my place again. i diddnt know what to say back.
i just groaned.
"Carlisle told me. He a dit your about 14 weeks, and that he is surprised its jsut a small bumb right now. And with the maths, 14 weeks means that the port.........is not. But.. jake" his voice now low.
i didnt know what wheither this was ll good ou all bad news.
i dont know whiether i would wanted the port ... to be .. then compared to jake. But yeah we had sex the night i left, but we were safe. . .
"Edward.. thats impossible. Jake can't be. He always used protection. . . What does this mean? Edward? " my voice broken, i am soo confused. was the break,very unlikely, i remember he always wore two, cause we were scared, what after happened last time, we already had one break. There was no other man there. Besides Edward.
my lungs heafed., i started gasping for air. i felt my gut had just be kicked.
"Edward, jacob is not the father. toi are"
