Chapter Twenty - Love The Way You Lie (Teaser #3)

We were so fucking close to the exit now – what had previously been metal flooring was now concrete, and the lighting was growing brighter by the second.

“Edward, how far?!”

“One more door!” he yelled back. “Then it’s the final staircase!”

Chapter Twenty - Love The Way You Lie (Teaser #2)

I felt Edward laugh quietly against my lips after a few seconds and lifted my head, confused. That certainly wasn’t the reaction I’d been hoping for.

“What?”

“Sorry. I just… I still can’t quite believe that you’re actually…” he trailed off, but I knew what he was going to say. I smiled back at him, gently running my fingers down his face.

“We’re pregnant,” I corrected softly. “I know I’m the one who has to carry this baby for nine months, but… It’s our pregnancy, not just mine.”

“You’re amazing. You know that?” he sighed. I felt my eyes start to well up, and silently cursed myself for getting so emotional.

“I’m amazing with you,” I told him truthfully. “Before I came here? Well, the only thing I was good at was my job.” I rolled my eyes again. “Aaaaand I’m getting too heavy. Let’s just go back to you kissing our baby, okay?”

News - Camisado: The Sequel

Like I said in a post over on my personal blog, the details for Camisado's sequel are being sorted, but the rough outline and stuff are all decided upon, including its name!

It will be called Heavy In Your Arms, after one of Florence + The Machine's songs - I have a thing for song lyrics, in case you haven't already realised - and will be from Edward's point of view for reasons I can't say at the moment without spoiling things for you all.

I hope you'll all stick around for it with me, but if you don't, I'll understand.

Here's the first of what will probably be many banners I make for it. I hope you like it!

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I'm going to go back to writing on Camisado now.

Wish me luck!

Sophy xoxo

Chapter Twenty - Love The Way You Lie (Teaser)

Keeping my back to the wall, I edged closer to the door with my gun out in front of me, listening out for any tell tale sounds. All that greeted me was silence, and I briefly wondered if I was just being paranoid.

Go with your gut, Carlisle had once told me. It’s usually right.

For once, I hoped he was wrong.

Taking in a deep, steadying breath, I reached for the handle and flung open the door in one smooth movement, then stepped out into the room with my finger hovering over the trigger. In the split second it took for me to notice that the bag of Glocks had disappeared from the desk, I realized my mistake.

“Put the gun down.”

Chapter Nineteen - The Final Countdown (Teaser #2)

“Bella…” Edward squeezed my hands tightly, silently urging me to look up at him. When I didn’t, he let go of my hands and gently tilted my chin up with his finger. The expression on his face made my heart clench.

I can’t. I don’t know how. “I…”

He has a right to know.

“Talk to me,” he urged. Sighing softly, I reached up and held his hands again, lowering them between us to give myself the strength I needed to do this.

“Edward…” I stared down at the floor, suddenly feeling sick with anxiety.

“Baby, you’re scaring me.”

Baby…

“I don’t know for sure, but-” I took a few deep breaths, trying desperately to calm myself. It didn’t work.

He squeezed my hands encouragingly, giving me that final push to look up at him again.

“I’m late.”

Chapter Nineteen - The Final Countdown (Teaser)

“God, I hate this…” I muttered under my breath. Edward sighed softly, then moved to stand directly behind me.

“What can I do?” he murmured.

“Come here?” I pleaded, reaching back with one hand and pulling him closer. He put his hands on my hips with barely any pressure and deliberately held his body away from mine, even when I pushed back to try and meet him.

“Bella…”

“I need you closer,” I explained, then groaned in discomfort. Not again…

“I’m going to get Di-”

“No!” I lifted my head much too quickly, then dropped it back down again as the nausea intensified. “Edward, I don’t need Didyme, okay? I need…” everything to sort itself out so I don’t regret not taking Didyme’s keys and leaving like we both wanted to. “I need comfort, so please… Come clo- Ugh, fuck…”

Chapter Eighteen - When You Call (Teaser #2)

“So, uh… We’re good?” he asked nervously, pressing his forehead against mine.

“Almost,” I murmured, then looped my arms around his neck and gently threaded my fingers through his hair. “I don’t think we’ve finished making up yet.”

“Oh, you don’t?” he teased lightly as he raised his head and grinned at me.

“Mmm…” I mumbled, glancing over to the bedside table briefly to try and look at the clock. “What time is it?”

“A little after five,” he replied. “Don’t worry; we have plenty of time. Marcus has something to give to us before we go, anyway, so we don’t even have to worry about packing yet.”

My stomach rumbled as he spoke, and I groaned internally; I’d been sick a few days before, and my appetite had become more than a little unpredictable. Stomach, can’t you just wait a little while longer?

“Hungry, baby?” Edward murmured softly, looking down at my stomach. I blushed, then nodded.

“Since it’s so early… Do we have time do order breakfast in bed and not have to worry about sacrificing our… make up time?” I tried not to look as hopeful as I felt, but Edward’s smirk let me know I’d failed. Miserably. “Please?”

“I’ll go get the menu.”

Chapter Eighteen - When You Call (Teaser)

As I walked over to the bed again, I tried to reassemble the phone as best I could, then flipped it open and pressed the power button. By some minor miracle, it turned on, and I frowned when a message popped up telling me I had a missed call from a number that looked familiar but I couldn’t quite place.

Before I had the chance to call the person back, the phone started to ring, from a withheld number this time. I hesitated. If it was Carlisle ringing…

Fuck.

I took a deep breath, then answered the call and held the phone up to my ear.

“Hello?”

I heard muffled whispering on the other line, and felt a jolt of fear rush up my spine; What if someone was trying to trace the call or had found out who I really was?

But something told me it wasn’t anything bad, so I decided to give it one more try.

“Hello?”

A pause.

“Mommy?”

Chapter Seventeen - Love is Worth the Fall (Teaser #2)

“Edwar-”

“Let me finish!” He sat down in front of me on the bed, gazing straight into my eyes. I wanted to pinch myself to check I wasn’t dreaming. “I don’t care that Carlisle won’t approve of us, because he means nothing to me anymore. He left me to rot, and you came to save me. You fucking… You gave me a reason to keep breathing. So you don’t get to interrupt me and stop me from saying what I feel anymore, okay? I love you. I don’t care that we’ve only known each other this long. I know what I feel, and I’m tired of fighting it.”

Chapter Seventeen - Love is Worth the Fall (Teaser)

“It’s silent,” I mumbled. “Why is it so-”

“Isabella.”

I sat up in shock, fisting my hand in Edward’s shirt as I held the phone closer to my ear.

“Carlisle,” I said softly, trying not to let my nerves shine through.

“What have I told you about calling me at home?”

I gritted my teeth and fought the urge to get snarky with him. “We didn’t hear back from you, and I didn’t know what else to do.”

“Yes, well, something else popped up that was more important, so…”

I clenched my eyes shut and exhaled a long breath through my nose. Okay, I deserved that.

“Is he there with you?” Carlisle asked, though we both knew he was aware of the answer.

“Yes, he is,” I told him. “But Juliet isn’t.”

Carlisle sighed. “What do you want to talk about, Isabella?”

“You’re calling me Isabella now?”

He just hummed noncommittally, which hurt more than I cared to admit. Edward looked up at me worriedly, so I tried to smile reassuringly, but when his expression didn’t change, I knew it hadn’t worked.

“Anyway, uh…” God, this was hard. “I need a favor from you.”

“A favor?”

Here goes nothing.

“I’m… I’m breaking out with Romeo and Juliet on Thanksgiving. And I can’t do it without your help.”