Chapter Four:
When I got home, Jake was there. He was about to embrace Ethan and I when his nostrils flared and he glared at me coldly. “I can smell them,” he snarled. “I smell the bloodsuckers. I can smell him on you. I can even smell him on Ethan. You were with him weren’t you?! He’s back! I’m going to kill him! Ethan is his isn’t he?!” Jacob questioned, eyeing off my baby in my arms. “When he was first born, I could smell that bloodsucker on him and he, your son, looked just like him. But I tried to dispel that from my mind! I’m going to kill him!” Jacob shouted, pulling his hair and trembling.
“Calm down, Jake!” I shouted turning toward a wall, cradling Ethan protectively against my chest, shielding him. Jake started shaking violently.
“Do you not love me anymore?!”
“How could I love you, Jake?” I screamed as Ethan wailed his face red. “You told me that someday, you’d imprint someone else and she wasn’t going to be me!” I looked over my shoulder at Jake and I could see a twinge of guilt behind his mask of anger. “You imprinted already, didn’t you? I love my baby’s father. I love Edward Cullen,” I emphasized.
Jake was about to phase, I could see that so I quickly ducked behind the couch in the living room, shielding Ethan fully; leaving a part of my back exposed. That’s when I heard a ripping noise and the pain hit me. I yelped in pain as Ethan cried miserably. “Dadaa!” he called. “Dada, Dada!” I took my cell phone out of my pocket and called Emily.
“Bella, what’s up?”
“Emily,” I gasped for air, crying out a little. “Can you come and get me?”
“Bella, I hear Ethan crying. What’s going on?!”
“Can you just come and get me? I have to get out of here!”
“I’m on my way.”
When I looked back, Jake was still in his wolf form, glaring at me. I got up, shrieking in pain, and walked past him with Ethan in my arms. I walked up to Ethan’s nursery, into the closet. I grabbed a suitcase that I packed months ago, for when I would leave Jacob. It had all the important things. Both Ethan and my birth certificates, our passports, ID’s, the videos I made of Ethan growing up, all his photos. I grabbed another one of Ethan’s bags packing his favorite teddy bear, a few pairs of his hoodies, socks, his beanie and his blanket. While balancing Ethan on my hip, I grabbed the iPod and the iPod dock off the dresser and placed it into its bag. I got both into my arms and carried Ethan out. Once I got into the living room, I found Sam lecturing Jake.
“What is wrong with you?!” Sam yelled at Jake.
I walked passed them as Jake gazed at me with semi-angry, semi-sympathetic eyes. I walked warily to where Emily stood by the front door. She took the suitcase from me as I walked out the door without a look back at my soon to be, ex-husband. “Emily, after you put the suitcase in your car, would you mind getting my guitar and Ethan’s baby bag from my truck into yours?”
“Sure, Bells,” Emily agreed as I concentrated on calming Ethan down.
Ethan was hiding his face in my hair, still wailing quietly. “Ethan, Sunshine, it’s okay now,” I comforted him, patting his bottom.
“Mama?” he called, tears still running down his face.
“Yes, mama’s here, mama’s here, baby. I’m sorry.”
“Mama, I uv ooh,” he spoke his voice, his sweet baby voice cracking.
“I love you, too, Sunshine,” I told him, hugging my baby closer to me, letting the tears fall, not knowing what I’d do or where I’d be without my baby. Emily came back into the car.
“Bella, do you have a place to stay? If you don’t; you can surely stay at Sam’s place with us.”
“No thank you.”
“Where do you want me to drop you odd, then?”
“Do you know the…Cullen’s place?” I asked uneasily.
“I’m not quite sure,” she replied. “Why do you want to go there?”
“The only person that can comfort me right now, lives there,” I explained.
“Okay.” She drove me to the Cullen’s mansion in silence. Ethan never calmed occasionally whimpering and crying. I kept patting his back softly, but apparently he was too scared. When we finally reached the Cullen mansion, Emily helped me get everything out.
“Thank you,” I started.
“No problem. If you need any help, you can call me. If you need any help,” she reminded.
“Thanks again, for being a good friend,” I thanked before she drove off.
“Dada!” Ethan cried joyously.
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EPOV
I have a son. Bella and I have a son together. I was in my happy place as I drove my sports car. That is until my stupid cell phone rang. Alice.
“Edward, where the hell have you been?” Instead of my sweet sister, it was the beast from hell. “Edward are you listening?!” she screamed into the phone.
“No and we’re getting a divorce. I’m having my lawyer send the papers to you and Alice will be over to get my stuff.”
“Edward Cullen, DO NOT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT, I WILL CHOP YOUR MANHOOD OFF THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU!” she threatened. (A/N: Thank you Shauna smile )
“See that is why I do not love you. That is why I love Bella and our son. She is so selfless, loving and NOT self centered. Good Day.”
“Edward,” she whined.
“I said, GOOD DAY!” I hung up, snapping my phone shut with a smile on my face. Then my phone rang again. Tanya!
“Tanya, I told you—“ I yelled.
“Goshhh, Edward! Don’t have a cow, it’s me, Alice!” she cheered.
“Oh, sorry Alice! So why did you call?” I asked.
“Edward, as much as I wish I could, you need to go shopping.”
“Shopping, Alice! I have more than enough clothes that I didn’t use here in Forks why would I need to go shopping?!”
“For your son, duhhh! He and Bella may be spending the night over soon!”
“Okay. Thanks, Alice. Err, where should I go?”
“Fabio’s Baby Boutique,” she chimed in. “FABIO IS FABULOUS!”
“Okay, thanks and where would that be?” I got the address and hung up driving toward the boutique in Seattle.
“Are you Edward Cullen?” a tranny asked as I got out of my car.
“It depends,” I spoke slowly narrowing my eyes.
“Oh emmm gee! Alice, your dear sister said you were coming over to shop for your ten month old son.”
“Correct.”
“Okay,” Fabio said leading me into his private boutique. “What theme do you want to follow?”
“I was thinking like an outdoor theme, lots of brown and green. Like a meadow.”
“Ooh, what’s the inspiration?” he asked.
I was a little uncomfortable answering that question, but I kind of owed some respect to this person. “He was conceived in a meadow.”
“Hot and heavy in a meadow! Anywho, I got everything you want right here,” he said pointing to the back corner. “The whole set. But I have to say, it isn’t cheap. The finest in my boutique.”
“I don’t care,” I assured him. I wanted Ethan to have the very best. No matter what it cost. I walked around with assistance from Fabio picking out strollers and high chairs and even a baby bouncer. “I want this at my place in less than two hours.”
“No problemo,” he assured. “Where do you live?”
“Forks.”
Forks! No can do.”
“You said that you’d be able to do it!” I yelled getting louder.
“Fine, fine, goshh. And to think I was into you,” he mumbled, exasperated, brushing his jeans. “Oscar, Paco!” he yelled at two guys. “All these, Forks, in an hour. No excuses,” he warned as the men hurried to load all the stuff into the huge delivery truck up front.
“I guess it’s time to pay,” I suggested. I followed him to the counter.
“Okay, $300,573. Financing or up front.”
“Up front.” He looked stunned at my answer.
“Paper or plastic?
“Debit.” I handed him my debit card without hesitation, stunning him further. I paid and was back in my car, heading for another baby clothing boutique that Alice referred me to. I ran through the store picking out the cutest hoodies, onesies, socks, and beanies. I ran through the toy section and grabbed pretty much one of everything.
“$3,768.”
Grocery store. $480.
And finally I was home to greet Oscar and Paco. “How long were you waiting?” I asked grabbing all the bags from my Aston Martin. I was beyond surprised that they didn’t get lost.
“Ehh, five minutes.” I nodded satisfied with my speed, unlocking the front doors, leading them right up to the vacant room right next to mine. I helped direct the two men, while putting all the new clothes into the closet. Once they were gone, I got to work, putting all the food away into the kitchen, even getting to bring up a kind sized bed up to my room (which has been in the basement just in case we needed to really keep our human façade in check.) That was when I heard a car coming up the driveway. I ran down the stairs and out the door to see the wolf pack leader’s wife helping a tear stricken Bella out of the car.
There were no words to describe the anger that filled me. What the hell did he do to her?! I could smell the tears from here and blood. Bella thanked Emily and she drove away.
Ethan shook off Bella’s hair and saw me. “Dada!” he yelled, a tone of happiness in his baby voice. Bella turned around warily and I couldn’t see anything more heartbreaking. My baby son and my only love crying, in tears, red rimming their eyes.
“What the hell did he do?!” I demanded taking Ethan into my arms and hugging Bella closer to me. Ethan laid his head on one shoulder as I held him in my arms and Bella laid her head on my other shoulder.
I didn’t need her to response. All I needed to do was to hold her in my arms and keep her safe. “Jake, found out that Ethan is yours,” she hiccupped.
“Dada,” Ethan called softly patting my cheek.
“Yes, Sunshine,” I answered, kissing his cheek and bouncing him in my arms. Ethan yawned tiredly and laid his head back on my shoulder.
“I think that we should her Ethan back inside, so that he can eat then sleep.” I gave Bella our son and tool all her stuff into the house. I led her from the threshold into the stocked kitchen. I pulled her into a chair and pulled the new high chair into the kitchen for Ethan. I took Ethan from Bella and sat him in the high chair. I walked into the kitchen grabbing a cup of applesauce for Ethan out of the refrigerator.
“Bella, love, what do you want to eat?” I asked for her.
“I don’t care, whatever you have,” she replied. Normal, selfless, Isabella Swan. I got her a frozen box of Mushroom Ravioli. I threw it into the oven and let it cook. I took the applesauce the off of the counter and grabbed a spoon, walking back to Ethan and Bella.
“A few minutes, please,” I told Bella. “Your dinner is in the oven.”
“Thank you, Edward—for everything. I can’t imagine a life without Ethan and to have you back into it too, as a friend or something more, I am thankful.”
I opened the packet of applesauce and dipped the spoon in. “No, don’t say that. Not as friends. I want to go back to how we were before—before my stupid decision. Please.” My voice was only a whisper. I brought the spoon to Ethan’s mouth. He opened his mouth and took in a little, smothering the rest around his mouth.
“I can’t do that,” Bella whispered hesitantly. I could feel the expression on my face fall. I mean how am I supposed to react? I love her so much; I just can’t let her go. Ethan pounded on the tray of his high chair impatiently.
“Dada!” he yelled with another adorable pout. I put another spoonful into his waiting mouth and turned back to Bella.
“Why?” I asked quietly looking anywhere but her eyes.
She laughed a frustrated laugh and reached her hand out, bringing my chin up so that my eyes met hers. “Edward, don’t you see, it can never be normal again. I mean, take a look around. Your son, our son. We can’t pretend like you never left, because of Ethan. Would he have existed?”
I closed my eyes in pain. “I…I understand,” I spoke hesitantly looking back to Ethan to spoon more applesauce into his mouth. The timer rang. I pushed my chair out to go get Bella’s dinner.
I’m sorry.
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