This Wasn't What I Imagined
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A/n hiya! I'm thinking of writing a fic. I have it all planned out, updates won't be regular if I do write it. Enjoy and tell me if you want it continued.
This is not what I wanted. It was a stupid mistake, my stupid mistake. Jacob Black is - sorry, was - my long term boyfriend. We were in our last year at college when Tanya Denali invited us to a 'day before term starts dorm party'. We got there at eight. There were students everywhere, dancing in the dorm, drinking in the kitchen and kissing in the bathroom. The tiny college apartment was crowded with sweaty teens dancing to Jacob wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me though the crowd and into the tiny kitchen. We both grabbed a drink and within an hour we were so drunk we didn't know what was going on. Jacob pulled me into a tiny closet and well...the rest is history.
It was a typical Saturday, I awoke to the sound of rain, it was pounding on the window beside my bed. Jacob was snoring lightly, his arm wrapped around my waist. I smiled at my boyfriend, we'd been dating since we were 15, for four years. I turned to face him, as I did, my stomach turned. I felt it coming up my throat, I jumped out of my bed and sprinted into the bathroom. I threw up into the toilet. It was horrible, my head was all sweaty and my throat was burning. When I'd finished heaving, I brushed my teeth and drank two glasses of water. I opened the bathroom cupboard when I realised I was a two months late, with all the college work I hadn't noticed. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by the desire the throw up. Oh my goodness! I could possibly be...no that couldn't happen . We'd always used protection, always. Unless we had been to drunk to notice at the party, that was two months ago, at the start of term. I gasped, I was pretty sure I was pregnant. I pulled on some jeans and clean shirt and ran to the store. Quickly, I grabbed five different pregnancy tests, paid and sprinted home, waving a quick hello to my friend Angela. She must have sensed in was in a hurry as she didn't stop to chat like we normally did. When I reached the dorm I tiptoed inside because I knew Jake would be asleep, he slept like a log. I looked myself in the bathroom and did the tests, I laid them out on the sink and waited and waited. When it was time to check them I got up slowly. I couldn't bare to look, but I knew I had to. If the tests held a little pink plus my life would never be the same, I wouldn't be able to do what I had planned. But if there was a little blue minus, I would just forget all this happened. I took a deep breath and readied myself. I peered at the tests and felt my heart sink. There, laid out before me, were five little pink pluses. I'd always planned on having children, but not at nineteen, not in college and for some reason not with Jake. Not that I didn't love him but he just didn't seem like the guy I was going to settle down with, he just seemed like my childhood crush. The tears fell uncontrollably. My body shook with sobs; I could barely look after myself let alone another little person who depended on me. Her life would literally be in my hands, her tiny little body would be so delicate, fragile and breakable... Could I really care for someone that little? Of course abortion was out of the question! I could kill my baby especially since it was my fault she even existed. Not that I knew if she was a she but I had a gut feeling. Adoption, could I give away a part of me? No. I could never watch someone else raise my daughter. I sighed, I'd keep her. I think I knew that from the start. A few deep breaths, gulps of water and a warm shower later I decided I was ready to tell Jake. Slowly, I unlocked the bathroom door and sat on the bed beside my boyfriend. It was now noon and he was still asleep! I walked over to the bed and sat beside him. Slowly, I stroked his dark hair.
"Bella, I'm sleeping," he mumbled turning his head away from me, I scowled, he was the laziest guy on the planet.
"Babe, it's twelve, you need to wake up." I said, shaking his shoulder.
"Bells. I'm tired." He said stubbornly. This guy would be the death of me,
"Jake, you've been asleep for twelve hours. I think it's time for you to get up. I need to tell you something too." He turned his head slowly at the last part.
"You're breaking up with me?" He accused,
"No!" I said hurt, why would he even think something like that!
"Oh. Good. Don't leave me Bells." He said, resting his head back on the pillow.
"Jake, why would you think that?" I asked, still hurt by his assumption.
"Woah, Bella. Don't overreact. I was just asking," I sighed. Me, overreacting? "So what were you going to tell me then?" He asked very impatiently.
"We'll, it's just, that, er, um," I hesitated, I needed to tell him but what if he left me? I couldn't raise a baby all on my own. It was as much his fault as it was mine. He couldn't possibly not want to see his own child live, right? I stopped my internal worrying and decided just to tell him,
"I think I may be pregnant," he jaw fell open,
"Who's is it?" He asked rather unfairly, how dare he suggest I was seeing someone else?
"Yours of course!" I told him. He nodded.
"Get rid of it." He said so quietly I thought I imagined it.
"What?" I asked,
"Get. Rid. Of. It. I don't want a baby, and neither do you. Get rid of the thing." Jake said coldly, he was sat up on the bed, his eyes narrowed angrily. I dropped my hand and stared back at him.
"No, Jacob, this is our baby," I put my hand on my stomach, "I can't just get rid of our son or daughter. It's ours to love and look after." He scowled,
"Well, I don't want it." A tear rolled down my cheek.
"You don't want it?" I asked, I felt more tears begin to fall.
"No Bella, I don't. And you will get rid if the thing if it is the last thing you do, understand?" He threatened, his voice harsh and as cold as ice. I couldn't believe Jake didn't want our beautiful baby. The baby we hadn't even known about until now. But then I couldn't lose Jake, the only person in the world who truly loved me. My parents loved me, I guess. But my dad has own family now (Sue, my step mum, and my step-sister Leah, who's 14, and my half brother Seth, who's 7). And my real mum who walked out on us when I was one, remarried and had two sons and a daughter, she had nothing to do with me except a card on my birthday and a card at Christmas times. I'd never even met my half siblings and I only knew their names because they signed my Christmas cards. Her eldest was Tyler, was twenty-two, mum had him before she married my dad and then left him with Phil (her husband) because she fell in love with my dad's money. Her next son was sixteen, and called Mitchell, her daughter was fifteen and called Paige.
"Jake, I can't." I said, his next action surprised me. He pulled me close to him and stroked my hair,
"Bella, please. I need you, but that baby will ruin my life. You don't want it, please Bells. Do it for me." I sighed and looked up to face him.
"Okay," I said a tear running down my cheek. I hated lying to him but I couldn't get rid of this baby. He wiped my tear away and kissed my forehead. I knew from that moment on that life had just gotten complicated.
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