A/N: Hey Ya'll so here's chapter 12 and as promised the chapter is for sure not short this time, I had the worst writers block when I write chapter 11. Enjoy chapter 12 :)
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Chapter 12
Isabella’s POV
I woke up to an extremely painful headache. I looked at my surroundings and I was in my bedroom, alone thank god, I didn’t want to be in contact with anyone at the moment, every bone and muscle hurts in my body too much. I tried to get out of my bed but pain engulfed me, I had no choice but to lay back down. Memories kept flooding back into my head about my parents, Elliot and his loving mate, my mate, my baby. Tears started obliviously falling down my cheeks. I reached over to my bedside table and took some much needed aspirin... after a few moments I decided to get out of bed and get dressed, I can’t stay in this room much longer, and I was getting terribly bored.
I walked over to my wardrobe and got out some black leggings, Tory Burch flats, a plain black short sleeve tee and a crème cardigan. As I was putting on my tee I couldn’t help but notice the size of my bump. It was way bigger than a few months ago ‘No shit Sherlock’ my wolf replied, she gets pretty irritating with her sarcasm and smart comments. Now she’s extra irritating now that I’m pregnant and matelss- that’s one way of putting it- she started talking to me again, a few months ago she didn’t even talk to me . I only had 4 months till I had to give birth to my baby, James. That’s the name I decided on, the nursery still has to be decorated and toys to buy. I walked to the kitchen not expecting my aunt to be in there, she usually would be at work by now.
“Hey Bethany”
“Hi hunnie, how are you feeling?”
“Not so well” Is this an interrogation or something because it’s sure starting to feel like one.
“Mhhmm, well what are your plans for today?”
“I need to decorate the nursery, get clothes and toys”
“Alright then, I’ll take you wherever you need to go, are you sure you even want to go anywhere today”
“Yeah, I don’t have much time left until the baby comes so I kinda have to go today”
“Okay well eat something and I’ll get the car ready”
“mhhmm” I was too into my waffles covered with nutella and strawberries to even reply with a worded answer.
I finished my amazing breakfast and walked towards my aunt’s car. She was there waiting for me, I hope I didn’t take long... Now that I think about it I probably took forever.
“Hey Beth, do you think this romper would be too small for James”
“Well what age does it say it is?”
“Ummm, 2-4 months”
“It should be good, now are you hungry? Because I’m hungry, should we go eat? I’m really craving some Chinese food, how about you?”
“uhmm, I’m fine with Chinese food, why don’t we just get a take away, I don’t really want to stay and eat, I feel people’s eye’s burning into my back”
“Well let’s go and get the food then, we can buy the rest of the baby things online later on”
As I was walking towards the food court with Beth I felt eyes staring at me everywhere I go and turn. It was becoming unbearable in the worst way possible. We reached the Chinese restaurant and ordered our food to take away. It felt like an eternity waiting for the food to come but in actual fact it was only around fifteen minutes give or take. I was absolutely starving when we got home so I walked as fast as a pregnant woman could to get the plates set up.
