Semua Bab Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother : Bab 121 - Bab 130

BellaSarah and Ron came back with the news that Raymond was not cheating, but they refused to tell me anything more. They were being unclear, keeping things from me, and starting to avoid me entirely. Ron insisted I did not need to worry, and that everything Raymond had said was true. He was just working late, and probably worn out by the time he came home.I still did not feel any better. If he was not cheating, then why was he pulling away from me? Why were Sarah and Ron starting to do the same thing? Maybe he was cheating, and they just did not know how to tell me. I felt completely lost. The wedding was tomorrow. Should I believe Ron and Sarah, or should I listen to my own gut?******“You look so beautiful,” Ron said as she adjusted my veil.Did I? If I did, why did I not feel beautiful? I gave her a smile, but it was empty, not reaching my eyes.Every bride is supposed to be happy on her wedding day, yet I had no idea what I was feeling. You are probably wondering why the hell

BellaMy heart had been a mess these last few days. But all that confusion and hurt dissolved the second I heard Raymond speak.“Today, I married my best friend. The woman I have loved for so long. I think most of you know how our story started. I could talk forever about a young boy who fell, completely helplessly, in love with a little girl. I lost her. But fate, or God, brought her back to me. There are no words for how happy I am to stand here, looking at her, knowing she is my wife… Bella, I love you. I always have, and I always will.”That was all I needed. Proof, right there in his voice, that he still loved me. That he still cared, even after his strange distance lately. I smiled up at him, tears running down my cheeks, using the tissue he handed me to wipe them away.I never wrote any vows for him. There was a time I was convinced this wedding would not happen. But I did not need anything written down. I knew, by heart, every single thing I wanted to say to him. He

BellaThe Woods house was pure chaos. I could not catch my breath, I was not sleeping, and forgot about having a single private moment.“Emma, you are going to get your fingers stuck!”I called out from behind the bathroom door. Our youngest was sliding her little fingers under the gap, trying to reach me. Did I mention I could not even use the toilet in peace anymore? It was not that we lacked bathrooms. They just seemed to believe I was not permitted a moment alone.Giggling came from the other side, her fingers still dancing on the tile. I shook my head. She would not give up until I either opened the door or came out. Emma was two, and she was every bit the handful people say two-year-olds can be. She had lovely olive skin, huge brown eyes with long lashes, a little button nose, and a wild cloud of curly, frizzy brown hair.“Stalking Mommy again, are we?”I heard Raymond’s voice ask her. She giggled once more, and soon a second, larger set of fingers joined hers under the door.“A

BellaI had thought we were safe. I was wrong. Everything happened too fast. Before Jemson could even stand up, Rex’s arms were around me, trapping me. I did not give up. I fought like a wild thing. I bit down on his hand until my mouth filled with the taste of metal and salt, but he only cursed and twisted me around. My body bent over the cold railing, the air knocked from my lungs. All I could see was the night sky.I looked into his eyes, searching for the man I once knew. He was not there. Something empty and cold had taken his place.“Stop! Let her go!” Jemson cried out, pulling at his father’s clothes. He was just a boy. Rex did not even turn his head. He just kicked out, a hard and brutal movement. I heard the awful sound of Jemson hitting the floor, then a weak cry. I looked up, desperate, and saw the stars. They were so bright and peaceful. It was a fucking beautiful night.I tried to look down, to see how far the ground was, but he had me pinned. I could only see that endles

BellaThey checked me three times because Raymond insisted. The result was a lot of fuss over not much. Some bruises on my neck, a parting gift from Rex, I guess, a real hands-on kind of souvenir. A dark blue circle wrapped my wrist where Raymond had held on, and I did not mind that one bit. My shoulder got popped out and then back in, and that hurt like a motherfucker. I had marks on my ribs and back from the rope, and some glass bits they picked out of my skin. But I was okay. The baby was okay.I could not say the same for the boys. Thomas looked fine on the outside, but his mind was in a bad place. Jemson had a broken head, a real concussion, and his heart was just as broken. They had to stay. The doctors said they would be dealing with this for a long time, maybe forever, with all the fear stuck inside them now. Raymond was talking in a low, serious voice about getting them the best of everything.I was free to go home. But we would not be going. We would stay the night. Raymond