Bella sat on her bed in shock. I can't be… pregnant. With Ed-… His child, she thought. She ran a hand through her hair, unable to believe it. Suddenly there was a knock on her bedroom door. She jumped.

"Bells? I'm going to work. You need anything?" Charlie asked through the door.

"No, I'm okay, dad. Just getting ready for school." Bella lied, hoping that it sounded convincing. It must've been because she heard him go down the stairs and head out the door. She waited until she heard his cruiser pull away before she stared back down at the pregnancy test in her hand. Then, without a second thought, she was moving. She grabbed a suitcase from her closet, throwing clothes into it. Once it was full, she zipped it up and grabbed her backpack. She threw a couple more items into it. She grabbed her wallet and counted up the money. Two hundred dollars. She knew that wouldn't last long. She reluctantly pulled out the credit card that Ed-… he'd given her. He'd promised it had half a million dollars on it, enough for her to take care of herself. She wondered where he'd gotten all that money so he had so much he could just give it away to her… She tucked it back into her wallet and shoved it into her backpack. She grabbed her bags and hurried down to her truck. She shoved the bags into the passenger seat and then paused by the driver's side door. At least write him a note, Bella, she thought to herself. She went back inside and grabbed the notepad by the phone. She scribbled down a note and then stared blankly back at it.

Dad,

I'm very sorry. I just need to figure some stuff out. I know you've been worried about me since 'he' left. But don't worry anymore. I'll be fine on my own. I'll be home some day if I can, but don't wait for me and please don't look for me. I love you and I'll miss you everyday.

~Bella

Bella sighed and then hurried back out to the truck. She climbed into the truck, started it and drove for the first road out of town. She was near Seattle when she stopped driving, pulling over to the side of the road. She put her head against the steering wheel and sobbed. After a minute she put her hand on her slightly risen stomach.

"We'll be fine." She whispered. She sobbed again, clutching her stomach with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, hoping that was true.

A/N So this story was kind of short and not very exciting, I know. This story will have kind of a slow start, but if you stick with it, it will get exciting, I promise! If you have any questions, go ahead and ask them in the reviews and I'll answer them if I can, okay? Thanks for reading!

~RoniCullen