A/N: So this story is slowly developing from a one-shot to full length story.

Chapter 1: News

Bella POV:

The final bell rang. I could go home, at last! I gathered my books and bookbag and met Edward by his car.

"Hey, babe. How was Biology?" He asked as he found his keys.

"Eh, fine I guess. Bower's gave us a study guide and that's about it." I threw my bookbag into the backseat and buckeled up and Edward started to backout of the parking space. "Oh, and I might be pregnant."

"Oh, cool." Then he hit the breaks. "Wait - what?"

I swallowed and repeated, "I might be pregnant."

He looked so confused. "Wha-. . . How?"

I almost glared at him. "I think you know how."

He took a big breath and tugged on his hair. "But we used protection. . ." He thought for a moment. "It is mine, right?"

I slapped him across the face. "What kind of question is that? Are you calling me a fucking whore? Of course it's yours!" I huffed. "And I only said might be. . ."

He calmed a little bit. "Oh. . .yeah. Well, do we need to go to the doctor's or something?"

I rolled my eyes. "Just drive to the CVS. I'll take care of it." As we drove in silence I reflected on what just happened. I felt really bad for slapping Edward but how dare he think I would sleep with anyother guy while I was with him! He was my first and I was hoping he'd be my last. . .

We pulled into the parking lot and he started to get out. "No," I said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I can do it by myself."

"Are you sure?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I'll just be five minutes." I went inside and found the prenatal care section. There were so many different kinds. Did I want digital or not? What does any of this stuff mean?

"You're gonna want that one." I lady with a baby on her hip said as she pointed to a dark blue box. "It's right every time."

I picked it up and looked at it. "Are you sure?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yep. It was right about every four of my kids." She said as she walked off.

Four kids? Oh my God. . .

I took the blue box to the counter and paid. I wasn't afraid of any of my friends seeing me because it was in the middle of April and they were all at a track meet somewhere. After I purchased the test I went to the restroom and took it. The three minutes I had to wait after taking it were excrusiating. I paced the bathroom and glared at the pregnancy test on the counter. After three minutes were up, I picked up the test.

Shit.

Edward POV:

Bella had been in there for over ten minutes. I was really worried. We'd used protection, but I guess things can go wrong. We'd only been . . . 'doing it' for like four months. I am so not ready for a kid. I'm still a kid for Christ's sake! Being a dad when I'm only a junior in high school is not my idea of a successful life.

I finally saw Bella walk out of the door of the CVS. She didn't look happy but didn't look sad either. Her face was emotionless. She got into the car and buckled up, looking straight ahead.

I gripped and ungripped the steering wheel. "So. . .uh, what happened?"

She turned in her seat to face me. "What do you want to happen?"

I was unprepared when she turned the question on me. "I, uh. . .I want it to be negative."

And she started crying.

"Wh-what? What's wrong?" I said as I franticly tried to find someway to calm her sobs.

"It was positive!" She said in between sobs. "Now you're going to leave a-and my baby isn't g-going to have a dad!" She covered her face with her hands and sobbed some more.

"So you're going to keep it?" I didn't mean to sound shocked. And that was definatly not the right thing to say. Bella sobbed harder.

I didn't know what else to do so I just got out of the car and started walking. I needed time to think.

A kid. . .A baby. . .My baby.

But there's no way I can be a dad! I'm only seventeen! Not to mention my parents are going to kill me. . . And Bella's dad -

Bella's dad.

Shit! Her dad's the cheif of police! He's probably got access to some murderer who he can hire to kill me!

What am I going to do. . .

I sat down on a bench and put my head in my hands. I heard a car pull up in front of me and honk its horn. I looked up and it was Bella in my car. Her eyes were red and puffy but she wasn't crying anymore.

"Get in." She said softly. I did as she told me to and she started to drive.

She drove to her house, got out and went inside. I guess she didn't want to say goodbye or anything because she never looked back.

I went home and had a very restless night sleep. . .

The next day, I didn't know if Bella still wanted to talk to me or just forget about the whole thing.

I texted her but she never responded. I called her phone but it went to voicemail. Finally I drove over to her house. Her truck was in the driveway so I knew she was home. I got out and knocked on the front door. Cheif Swan answered.

And he was glaring at me with death-daggers.

Shit.

"Edward. . .I think you and I need to have a little talk." He didn't even give me time to respond. He grabbed my shirt and dragged me into the living room. He pushed me down onto the couch while he sat in the Lazy Boy across the room.

"Bella told me something last night. Any clue as to what it was?" He said in an almost sarcastic tone.

My palms were sweaty and I kept eyeing his gun belt that was hanging by the door. "Umm. . ."

That was the wrong answer.

"What do you mean 'Umm'?" Charlie exploded. "You got my daughter fucking pregnant! And all you can say is 'Umm'?"

"Woah, Charlie. I'm sorry. But less than 24 hours ago I was told that I'm going to be a dad. . .That is, if she keeps it."

Charlie huffed and rolled his eyes. "Yes, she's keeping it. And you're going to be there with her the entire time. I'm not going to let you knock her up and then run away from her and your child."

I sighed and put my head in my hands. "I know. . ."

There was a moment of silence then I felt the couch shift next to me. "Edward," Charlie said. I could tell he was trying to be nice and sincere but I could still tell he was raging mad. "I know this is a big step at 17 but you got my Bella into this mess and you should help her out of it, too."

"Yeah . . . Is she up in her room? I need to talk to her."

He nodded.

I got up and walked up the stairs. I could hear Bella's favorite music, Eddie Vedder, coming from her room. I knocked lightly on the door. "Bella, hun, it's me. Let me in please."

A few second later the door opened and standing in it was a teary eyed Bella. She fell into my arms and cried some more. "Shh. . . Baby, it's going to be okay. Shh. . . I'm here."

She looked up at me. "Promise?"

I chuckled and kissed her nose. "Of course." I hugged her closer to me.