PAUL LAHOTE

21

i woke up one morning hearing my phone ringing. i picked it upon, seeing it was edward who was calling me. why was he calling me?

"edward? what's wrong?"

"it's bella..."

those words made my blood run cold.

"i-is s-she dead?" my hands started shaking with fear. i felt as if my world had came crashing down on me. i know the mishap that bella and i had a few weeks ago but, she was like a sister to me.

i grew up with her after all. "no. no, she's pregnant." pregnant? he can't get her pregnant. doesn't he know what'll happen?

"you what?! when i come up there and i see it's a big joke your getting your ass handed to you. i don't care if i'm pregnant and if your a vampire, edward." i laced my voice with venom as i hung up.

i quickly got dressed and grabbed my keys, running quickly downstairs running into paul. "babe? what's wrong?" i kept trying to get past him but he wouldn't let me.

i felt the tears go down my cheeks, "it's bella." that's all i had to say for him to let me go and run off to the cullens.

it was about a twenty minute drive. i couldn't stop crying the whole way. when i got there i slammed the door behind me, finding jasper and emmet waiting to greet me at their front door.

i sniffled, "is it true? bella's pregnant?" i looked in between both boys as emmet sighed.

"i'm afraid so. edward isn't taking it very well." i frowned at him words. trying to compose myself i wiped my tears on my sleeve.

"bella will be happy to see you. why don't you come on inside?" jasper held the door open for me letting me go in first.

i let out a low 'thank you' walking up the steps of their house. when i got to the room i dropped my keys. i didn't think she would be this bad.

"hey, cici." bella said shyly. "how far along are you?" it was like she was trying to take the attention off of her now.

i signed, sitting down next to her. "i'm about eight months now. won't be too long until your god son comes out." i nudged her shoulder, letting her know that her and edward were going to be the god parents.

emmet scoffed, clearly jealous. "what will i be then?" man jealousy can't get you anywhere.

"you'll be the uncle of course. rosalie, if you want...you can be the aunt?" i said it more as a question trying to see if she'd approve of the proposal or not.

"of course. i'd love to."