DISCONTINUED BUT HAS A HALF ROUNDED OFF ENDING.
A girls history catches up to her, and it won't be pretty.
|one year after breaking dawn|
/ I do not own Twilight or it's characters and their stories. But this story and the character of Robyn are mi...
The news that Robyn was pregnant was.... painful at first. It shocked me, and I scared her away; I was frantic with worry, begging Sam and Emily to tell me where she is, however both denied knowing where she is or why she left. Eventually Sam fessed up to knowing and helping her leave, for her safety and the baby's. But how am I supposed to step up if she isn't here? She can't be here - it isn't safe.
Either way, no matter if she and I don't want anything serious, no matter how much both of our dad's have fucked up, were gonna step up. At least I am. Sam gave me an address she's been staying at and I immediately drove over. It's about 40 miles away from the res, a small house in the middle of the forest.
I immediately smell her as I pull up, my hands shaking from nerves. My Robby. She's here. I hear her stand and then walk to the door, opening it slowly as she peaks out. I close the truck door and stand there for a moment before we're both running at one and other; I catch her in my arms and her legs wrap around me tightly, her arms instantly round my neck.
I inhale her scent slowly. "I fucking missed you." I whisper to her.
"I missed you too." She whispers into my neck. I close my eyes and bury my face in hers, savouring this - us.
I slowly walk towards the wooden house, a deep blue color with a red wooden porch. It doesn't look very big but it looks cosy and comfortable, which Sam says is what she needs right now. She needs calm, quiet, so she doesn't phase.
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I find the dainty livingroom and sit down with her, still holding her with her clinging to me. She wears just an oversized jumper as usual, her long hair falling around her shoulders. She eventually lifts her head and gazes at me; I gently wipe the tears from her cheeks. "Hi beautiful."
"Hi." She whispers, blushing as she smiles small in embarrassment.
I tuck her hair back gently. "Are you okay?" I ask gently. "Is... is the baby?"
She nods and I watch as she moves a hand to her tummy, a bump evident on her skinny body. "Were both good. Just getting over morning sickness - I don't know why it's called that coz I feel nauseated all the damn time." She rambles.
I smile and slowly set my hand on the opposite side as hers. "Oh yeah? Must mean they're a boy if it's causing you trouble."
"Oh yeah?" Rob giggles.
I nod. "I read it somewhere. Did you speed to your OBGYN?"
She raises her eyebrows a little, a smirk on her lips as she suppresses a giggle. "Uh huh... what else did Google say?"
