Miracles

Our Baby

I was pacing in me and Carlisle's bedroom. Carlisle was still downstairs arguing with Rosalie about my "pregnancy". I could hear him saying the risks about this, but Rose was arguing about how he would be killing his child. I just wanted the yelling to stop. I was stressed out enough as it is.

"STOP YELLING FOR A MINUTE, PLEASE," I yelled.

Total...oh whatever, I'm not going to finish that sentence. Man. It's like whatever I say silence follows.

"I said stop yelling, not talking," I called.

I heard whispering downstairs. Ugh. I forgot what it feels like to be pregnant. You get stressed about the tiniest things. I heard a knock on the bedroom door. I knew it was Carlisle. Him and Rose have been a little......distant lately. He opened up the door and entered, closing it behind him.

"Es, darling. Are you alright?," he asked.

"Just perfect," I mumbled. He chuckled. He sat on the bed and pulled me into his lap. I sighed.

"Carlisle, you know this is our baby," I said. He looked at me then my already small baby bump.

" Esme, what if this "thing" hurts you?," He asked, worry filling his eyes. "I don't know how I would live without you."

" Carlisle, It's our baby."