Impossible Possibilities

Chapter 3

Chapter Three

BPOV

Five more minutes...

I could tell from the light hitting my closed eyelids that the sun was just rising in the sky. The last thing I remember was being rocked back and forth in Edwards arms outside of the bathroom, and now I'm waking up in what seems to be our bed. I must have fallen asleep after showing Edward those tests. I didn't even get a chance to talk to him about the result.

I knew I needed to open my eyes and speak with him about everything but I was beyond worried about his reaction. What if he didn't want our baby? Would he ask me to have an abortion? Does he regret being intimate with me? I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, hating the unanswered questions swirling around my mind but being to chicken to actually voice them. Just five more minutes...

"Darling I know you're awake.." Edwards velvety voice cooed in my ear making me shiver.

He called me darling so he mustn't be too mad. Peeking one eye open, I was met with my favourite crooked smile. I smiled back hesitantly and ducked my head back into his neck breathing in his scent to calm my nerves down.

Strong arms wound around my waist pulling me closer to his chest. The next thing I knew we were moving and I suddenly found myself sitting upright on Edwards lap in bed. His arms were still around my waist as he leaned against our headboard smiling. He brushed away the hair infront of my eyes and pulled me closer to his body, burying his nose in my hair. "Good morning love."

Sighing I ran my fingers through his messy hair while replying. "Good morning."

We sat like that for a few minutes comfortable in each others arms.

When Edward finally spoke his words instantly filled me with dread. "I wish you'd told me sooner, I could have helped."

I knew it! He didn't want our baby, he wished I'd told him sooner so we could have aborted it as soon as possible. No, I can't harm our baby, I don't care what happens to me. Can he not see what a miracle this is. Please don't let him ask me.

"Bella, you're shaking what's wrong? Please look at me." Cold fingers gently tilted my head up so I was looking into his worried eyes.

I could only blurt out my one and only thought at that moment. "It's not the babies fault."

He looked confused for a moment before recognition reached his eyes.

"No Bella, No! I would never ask you to do that. Please love take a few deep breaths for me so we can talk. Everything will be fine I promise." His words calmed me slightly so I followed his instructions, sucking in some much needed oxygen into my deprived lungs.

When I felt my breathing regulate I tried to apologise for my behaviour. Of course he cut me off firmly. "Don't apologise, we haven't talked about things yet. I can see where you could misinterpret my words there. How are you feeling?"

Sighing I leaned back into his arms before answering. "I feel okay I suppose. I'm just worried. Do you want this baby Edward?"

I stiffened in his arms waiting for his answer. When it came I could finally breath a sigh of relief.

"Of course I do. I've never wanted anything more. I'm just worried Bella."

I looked up into his eyes and saw the panic radiating out of him in waves. I could only repeat his earlier words hoping they would comfort him in some way. "Everything will be fine. It will all work out."

Holding my gaze he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me sweetly for several minutes. Then of course my stomach had to go and ruin the moment by growling so loud it probably woke my dad up in his bed at home.