A/N: Hi guys, this is a collab fic I'm doing with purpleprincess77. We were giggling about something one day and she was like, HEY! This could be a fanfic. And I agreed, and so…here we are.

Chapter 1 – Mistake

Renee POV

Mistake. That's what it was. That's what it had to be. I couldn't be pregnant. Charlie and I had just met. Granted, we were in love, and we had eloped. But pregnant! I couldn't handle this. The pregnancy test was lying. That's what it had to be. A little voice inside my head told me to stop being so childish and accept the fact that I was going to have a kid. But that's what had held me together all these years. I was everyone's baby girl.

My subconscious tugged at me again. You're nineteen, it reminded me. You're not anyone's baby girl anymore.

That's not true! I stubbornly refused to believe the voice I knew was right. I'm Charlie's baby girl.

You're Charlie's wife, Renee, act like it. That wasn't my voice. That was my mother. The mother who had forbidden the relationship in the first place. I groaned and put my head in my hands. She was the mother who I knew was right.

I heard the door slam. "Renee, honey?"

It was Charlie. My husband. My blessing, and also my curse.

"I'm in here!"

Charlie entered the bathroom. His forehead had worry lines on it. I didn't want him to worry. I was afraid I'd have to, though.

"Charlie," I said weakly. "I – I think – I think I'm pregnant."

His reaction was completely unexpected. The worry lines disappeared.

"That's great, honey!"

I was flabbergasted. "G-g-great?" I stuttered.

His worry lines returned.

"O-of course, hon," he said, furrowing his brow. "Don't you want kids?"

"I do, but – " Now is as good a time as any to tell him, my subconscious told me.

"But I can't take it."

"What?" He was confused. Not angry. Not yet. Deep breaths, Renee, deep breaths.

"Honey, I love you, but I can't take this anymore."

"This?"

"This!" I waved my arms around the tiny bathroom. "It's too small! It's too – it's too green, and it's too rainy!"

I glared at Charlie.

"I can't do this anymore! I can't put down any more roots here! I don't want to end up trapped in this stupid, boring town! I'm not going to make a dumb mistake! I hate it – I can't stay here another minute!"

I was yelling now. Charlie had the most hurt expression I had ever seen on his face, but I was on a roll here.

"Just let me go, Charlie." I tried to muster a quiet anger. "It didn't work out, okay? I really, really hate Forks!"

And I stormed out the door without an ounce of regret.

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