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Twists and Turns

I remember that day as clearly as they come.

Every look, every movement was foreshadowing the inevitable end for us. If someone were to ask me what the definite turning point in my life was, I wouldn't say high school graduation or getting accepted into Harvard medical school. I'd say a day five years ago.

It started the same as every other day; waking up with my girlfriend of five years and my best friend. She was my reason to live. That day changed us forever.

We were driving to Port Angeles for a movie, because it was the first day of summer. We both had just graduated from Forks high school and we were ecstatic. We were in my Dad's rarely driven Aston Martin. He had decided that we could have it for the day, as a reward for both of us being accepted into Dartmouth recently. I was talking away about something of absolute no importance, when I noticed the awful look on Bella's face.

Her hand was on her forehead while her other hand was braced against the dash. She had a light sheen of sweat covering her face. She looked as though she was about to blow chunks. I slowed down, remembering how she often told me that I drove like a lunatic. I was hoping that's all this was. But as she looked over at me wide eyed, I immediately knew that I needed to pull over to the side of the road. She opened her door and puked up our breakfast from this morning. I rubbed her back and pulled her hair out of her face, trying to be as helpful as possible. She eventually finished, having nothing left in her stomach to dispose of. I fished a napkin out of the glove box for her, which she took gratefully then laid her head back against the seat.

"Are you okay baby?" I asked as I ran my hand down her face.

She shook her head no as a silent tear fell down her face. I started freaking out asking how much pain she was in, if we needed to go to the hospital.

Of course it must have been bad she was crying. She just shook her head and started crying harder. Completely at a loss of what to do, I grabbed her and pulled her in my lap and let her cry. I didn't know what was wrong, but I knew obviously right now what she needed was to cry. I thought maybe she was upset about graduating. I knew some people got emotional about that, but Bella hadn't expressed any concern for our departure in the fall; honestly, she seemed just as happy as I was to get out of this town. I racked my brain for any cause of her distress.

I thought maybe it was because her mother didn't show up yesterday for graduation. She had cried a little bit during the ceremony as she sat searching the crowd for her mother's familiar face. That had to be it. I couldn't blame her; my parents were constantly there for everything. Every baseball game, every piano concert, it didn't matter. Anything I did, they were present like parents should be.

The sobs finally stopped rocking her body and she looked up at me with her large brown eyes. Her eyes were like brown pools of emotion. You could tell from across the room what she was feeling just by looking into her eyes. Right now I saw fear and sadness.

"Edward.....I'm late." She half blurted half sobbed. Once again letting the tears fall down her face. I took my thumb and wiped her tears, having no idea what she was talking about.

"No we aren't sweetie, the movie isn't until three. We have plenty of time. What a silly reason to get upset." I looked at her lovingly, still wiping the wayward tears and rubbing her back as she sat in my lap like she often did. She shook her head and leaned back so she could get a better look at me. Then she sighed and stuck her thumb in her mouth to bite on like she always did when she was nervous.

"No, no, no! I mean I'm late as in, my period is late. Two weeks to be exact." My smile fell and I just stared at her. This really couldn't be happening. No... There was no way in hell Bella was pregnant. We always used condoms. Well sometimes, there had been that time after prom and then my birthday. Son of a bitch.

Without saying a word I sat Bella in her seat, buckled her up and got back on the road towards Forks. I drove like a bat out of hell trying to get to a convenient store for a pregnancy test. Finally the Forks General came into sight. I sped into a parking space hoping like hell I didn't make Bella sick again with my insane driving. But as I looked at her she didn't look sick; just nervous, still biting her thumb.

I got out and practically ran inside. The clerk greeted me, but I couldn't even look up as I was on a mission.

I wandered around getting completely fucking frustrated. I had no damn clue where pregnancy tests were. I eventually found them with all the other disgusting womanly items. There were about twenty selections. I finally said fuck it and bought them all. I brought them over to the clerk, my arms spilling over with pee sticks. He looked at me like I was a jackass, to which I glared back. He got the message... Thankfully, and rang them up. I handed him a hundred dollar bill and left. I didn't need to wait on his ass to find change. Bella looked at me with cautious round eyes as I got into the car.

I started it up and laid the bag in her lap. She immediately pulled one out and started reading the back. I was speeding so damn fast to my house that we got there in less than five minutes. I thanked God as no one seemed to be there. Our long driveway was completely deserted. I stopped the car and went to open Bella's door. She looked up at me with such love as I did so; I had to think that everything would be okay. Bella couldn't be pregnant.

We made our way upstairs to my room. Bella silently went into my adjoining bathroom without a word. Come to think of it, we hadn't spoken since she muttered that devastating sentence. I waited on my bed, my knee bouncing furiously. I wondered what the hell was taking her so long. She had been in there five minutes! When the door finally opened my nerves went on high. Bella didn't look happy. Her eyes showed fear again and resignation. In her hands she held up two tests, one with two little blue lines and another with a word that would stick in my brain forever. Pregnant.

I sat there in complete and utter shock, just staring at her with huge eyes. I couldn't even form a coherent thought, really. Just looking at it and going over every scenario in my head.

Bella was still crying but had calmed down a considerable amount compared to me. I finally came to a thought. What did those little lines mean? Maybe that one was negative and she was like only half pregnant or some crap. That must be it, thank God there is light at the end of the tunnel.

"What do those lines mean?" my voice sounded way too excited given the circumstances.

"They mean pregnant, Edward. I've taken four tests everyone is positive." She walked over and plopped down on the bed next to me and placed her hand on my bouncing knee.

She looked up at me with her eyes pleading for me to understand. "I'm pregnant." She announced. I thought about this for about five minutes. I don't know how a day that started out so normal could turn out this way. I didn't understand how I hadn't noticed her missing period. Bella and I practically lived together. Everything had just been so stressful with graduation. This just couldn't be happening.

"What do you mean you took four? I must have bought at least twenty! Take them all! You could be like a false positive or some shit." My light was slowly going out. All the hope left in me draining from that one little word.

"They'll say the same thing. There isn't such thing as a false positive, these things are ninety-nine point nine percent effective. No matter how many I take they will all be positive." She was completely submissive.

She leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes, waiting for me to process what this meant in my head. I knew that at this moment in my life I couldn't have a child. It had nothing to do with Bella. Honestly I had thought about having children with her maybe a million times. But right now, we were set to go to an Ivy League school in less than two months. Our whole lives were just beginning. If we had a child all of that would end. There wouldn't be a Dartmouth, hell there might not even be college. I would undoubtedly have to get a full time job while Bella would be stuck at home with an infant. And we'd never leave Forks. My father would be so disappointed in us. He always said I was the smart child, the reasonable one, though compared to Alice; a four-year old was mature. Bella and I always got so much praise for what a healthy relationship we had. Could our relationship take this? I knew that deep down the one thing in my life I could never loose was her. But could we survive the late night feedings and constant crying? Never even having a young adulthood, this was obviously a mistake. No way were two eight-teen year olds meant to bring a child into the world. This mistake needed to be fixed, I just knew it.

"Um...uh...I know there is a clinic in Port Angeles, for us to uh... you know. I don't think this is right, Bella. We have our whole lives ahead of us and this will undoubtedly end it!" I didn't look at her as I said this. I didn't know what was going through her head. I was hoping to God she was thinking rationally, and the hormones hadn't taken over. She rose up from the bed, glaring fiercely at me.

"You've thought about it all of five God damn minutes, and you're sure I need to run off to some clinic and right our wrongs?!" her eyes were extremely angry as the tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She turned away from me as I tried to touch her hand and wiped her cheeks. She walked into the bathroom briskly and slammed the door.

Well that didn't go as I had planned. She was obviously not thinking with her head. This child would be the end of absolutely everything. I got up and walked to the door and knocked, with no answer.

"Bella, you really aren't proposing to keep it! You're not thinking clearly!" I yelled through the door. She swung the door open looking extremely enraged. Her face turned a shade of red that meant Bella was extremely pissed off. She hated when I told her what she thought or how she felt. I didn't really mean to. I was just a naturally controlling person. She was glaring at me like she wanted to rip me limb from limb. I always got almost amused when she got angry because no matter the emotion, Bella would be crying.

She wore all of her emotions right on her sleeve. That was one of the reasons I always loved her. And always will.

"I'm not proposing anything; I just don't think it's rational to jump to conclusions after five minutes of thinking about it. You're acting completely insensitive about this."

"You're being overly sensitive and attached to it." My eyes went wide when I heard what I just said. I needed something to recover quickly.

"Get a grip on yourself Bella. We'll figure this out, I promise." I wrapped my arms around her small form. She still looked infuriated with me but she let me hold her. Whenever we were in each others arms, everything was right in the world. She wiped her snotty nose on my shirt; something she knew I hated. I deep sighed and she looked up at me with her full lips and smirked. Yes, with everything in me, I had to hope we'd get through this.

Bella went home from my house early that night, saying she didn't feel well. She usually spent the night. I did a little research on the Internet for the clinic I had heard about. It was pretty self explanatory. They'd perform a pregnancy test, and then from there we'd decide what needed to be done. And what I knew needed to be done was an abortion.

Bella wasn't an extremely religious person, so I didn't understand her strong objection, it wasn't a child yet. It was, after all, just an embryo. In the bigger picture, it was a complete mistake. I couldn't take a chance on something ruining us. We had our whole lives planned. We'd go to college at Dartmouth together. We had already signed a lease for a lavish apartment with the help of a small donation from Carlisle. Then after that, medical school for me and grad school for her. She was going to be a wonderful writer. Then after that, I always hoped for marriage. Where did a kid fit into any of that? I just couldn't imagine my life stuck in Forks. I don't know how my parents ever enjoyed this town. But this town brought me and Bella together, and that's all that mattered.

I shut down the lap-top and climbed into bed. It felt cold and empty without her there. I knew that without her, that that's how my life would feel. I had never existed without Bella. She had been my very best friend since the first day of kindergarten. One day in eighth grade, it blossomed into something so much more.

We had waited till junior year to have sex because we wanted to be ready. And look where it got us, I guess we should've waited till we were thirty.

I kicked my legs and twisted in the covers. I tossed and turned till finally I fell into restless sleep. I dreamt of what life would be like without Bella, and how I would navigate my way through, in other words; a complete nightmare.

The next week was like walking on ice. Every time I mentioned the impending pregnancy or what we were going to do, Bella would close up and not talk to me.

Finally, after about two days of the same routine I stopped bringing it up, hoping that Bella was coming to the right conclusion. In actuality I was just putting in the back of my mind for the moment. Other than that we were fine, as long as no one mentioned the giant elephant in the room. But every morning when Bella would puke her guts out, it was kind of hard to ignore. But she would still stealthily sneak back into bed as if nothing was going on. Real life caught up with us eventually, like it always seemed to do.

I had just gone and checked the mail when I noticed two very large packets from Dartmouth. I picked them up excitedly at first before realizing that I may not get this dream. After all my work through high school to make sure I kept up with my grades, or idiotic clubs and baseball just to make sure I'd have a chance, I was about to loose it all.

In that moment I snapped. I was tired of her not telling what was going on. I was tired of walking on egg shells. I needed to know, what the next step in our lives was. I rounded the corner to the living room where she was sitting on the couch watching TV. I laid the packets next to her silently and stared back at her waiting. She knew what I needed to know. She looked back at me with guilty eyes. Her hair was still damp from our shower and she was wearing my clothes. I could hardly keep my stern face on with her sitting there looking as perfect as she did.

She picked hers up slowly and opened it, examining all the little brochures on our selected majors. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she looked at the packets. She gazed back up at me before they really started falling. Her face showed pure devastation.

"Bella, I need to know. You won't talk to me. I have no idea what your even thinking. But the truth is we are set to leave for college in two months. A college that's across the country and not one we can balance a child with. I need to know what's happening." I couldn't look at her as she sat there and cried over what was a month ago the happiest thing we thought could happen to us.

All of this finally coming to head was making it hard to breathe. Suddenly the room was spinning and it was burning up. I didn't need to hear her say it. It was in her face, she wanted to keep it. And all of my dreams, my whole life was coming to a close.

I ran to the bathroom to empty my stomach, and after I had finished I just sat there. I didn't know why this was happening. I didn't know why that out of all my friends who had unprotected sex I was the one to get my girlfriend pregnant. I didn't understand it and I guess I never would.

She came into the bathroom and sat next to me on the rug and held my hand. "I can't get rid of the baby, Edward. I don't know what this means for us, but I have to go through with it or I'll never forgive myself." I nodded my head up and down, feeling my own tears well up in my eyes. I had only cried once in front of Bella. It was when my grandfather died. But right now something inside me was dying for me to do so now. My entire perfectly planned out life. I wiped my tears away sniffing and trying to make the stupid things stop. They just kept coming.

"Please tell me what you're thinking." She said as she idly played with my hair.

"What do you think I'm thinking, Bella? If this is what you feel you need to do, then I'll do it. But you've kind of made it perfectly clear you don't want my opinion." I snapped.

"I want your opinion. I just thought maybe you'd warm up to the idea over time. You know." She played with her hands in her lap, fidgeting nervously.

"How can I warm up to this? I told you what I wanted, but I understand, I promise. It's just hard. I've had my whole life planned for seven years. And now that it's not happening, I'm just a little crushed to be honest." I knew I said too much.

Bella was sensitive and would immediately take everything as her fault. I raised my hand and wiped her face. She leaned into my hand lovingly. Shortly after that we went to my room and to bed. I couldn't sleep again. I tossed and turned with no prevail. Finally I got up and grabbed my lap top to go down stairs. I took one more look at Bella. She was fast sleep and snoring lightly.

I stroked her cheek softly before getting up and going to the living room. I got a glass of water and a bag of chips, hoping I didn't wake anyone. But when I sat on the couch all I saw was my name staring back at me from the Dartmouth packet. I deep sighed knowing that I should just throw it away.

They were utterly useless. I'm sure Carlisle had already paid the tuition for us both. Bella tried to sound as though she'd figure out a way for her to go without their help, but in the end she needed it. They had helped raise her after Renee left. I wondered if there was anyway he could get it back. I deep sighed and turned it over breaking the seal.

I took out all the shiny brochures looking at them one by one.

Congratulations Edward Cullen, and welcome to the Pre-Med program.

That sentence alone was enough to make the frustrated tears come. My God, was I the one pregnant? Each brochure was different, all of the information regarding orientation and living situations. I can imagine that if everything hadn't been happening, we would have been elated over this. I finally took the cursed things and threw them across the room. Everything I had ever wanted was being taken. I wasn't ready to grow up. That's what this all boiled down to.

I hit my fist up against the wall letting loose some of the frustration I had been harboring for the past week. And I let the traitor tears fall freely. I fell to the ground with an exaggerated huff. I hung my head in my hands for I don't know how long.

I heard light foot steps in the hallway. I looked up to find my baby sister fully dressed at three in the morning. She stared at me, surprised, before taking in my appearance.

"What's wrong with you?" she somewhat slurred. She was defiantly drunk. God only knows where she had been. My parents were blessed with such outstanding children, I thought with sarcasm.

"I think you should go to bed before you vomit all over mother's Van Gough." I said with extreme bitterness.

I wanted her to leave me alone I wasn't ready to divulge our secret with anyone quite yet. And I was still crying like a two-year old, which wasn't my proudest moment.

"Stop being an ass, I'm fine. Now once again, what's wrong? You're crying." She raised her tiny hand up and pointed at my face. She began to come closer to me, which caused me to take a step back.

"Fuck, I am not. Can you please just go? I'll be okay, it's nothing too major." I made a dark chuckle at the end. This wasn't major at all, just the utter ruins my life had become.

"You're ridiculous. Talk to me." She crossed her arms across her chest, insinuating that she wasn't going anywhere till she got something out of me.

"Bella's pregnant and she decided today that she was keeping it." I blurted and threw my hands in the air in defeat.

I looked up at Alice, to see her eyes ready to pop out of her head. And then she did the best thing for the moment. She wrapped her arms around me, which didn't even come to my sternum and hugged. I wrapped my arms slowly around her and just stood there. I missed my sister. I felt like I had hardly seen her since she got into high school, which is funny because we went to same school. She looked up at me with her pale blue eyes.

"It'll be okay. I know it" and gave a tiny smile. And at that moment I honestly thought that everything would.

The next morning I woke up to Bella scurrying around my room getting dressed. Her hair was still wet sitting on top of her head in a messy bun.

"What are you doing awake at..?" I searched for a clock, before locating it. "Eight thirty, dear Lord what's wrong with you?" My voice sounded scratchy and tired as I had only been asleep for two hours.

Bella turned around to face me, with determination set into her face. She was wearing one of my old baseball jerseys' and her blue jeans, with her overnight bag thrown across her back. She set the bag down and came and sat next to me on the bed.

"I'm going to go to the clinic, and get this taken care of." She swallowed deeply when she had finished. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. After all of this, she was just going to go?

"Bella, no. If this isn't what you want then don't do it. We'll figure stuff out, I promise. Just give me some time. I'll be okay with this." She cut me off mid sentence with a kiss to my lips.

"I'm sure. This is the right decision. I'll be okay. I love you." And she rose off the bed.

"Wait a minute! I'll go with you. There is no reason in Hell you're going alone." I started getting up and rubbing my eyes to wake myself up. And they stung like a mother, from all my late night crying.

"No, I want to go alone. I need to go alone. I don't want to hurt your feelings but I have to do this alone." She gave me a sad smile. I knew from experience that she had her mind made up and there wasn't anything I could to do to change it. She came back over to me and leaned down and kissed me.

It felt like she was giving it all she had. I felt such love and passion in the kiss and something else that I couldn't quite place. I had to hope that it'd be okay. She said she'd be back at four. She was just about to leave when something occurred to me.

"You can't drive home. If you won't let me go, then who's going to take you?"

"I called Angela to pick me up when it's done. She works in the area." She nodded her head.

"Why can't we do this together?" I asked, and watched as she hung her head and looked at me.

"I just need to do this without you, please." She pleaded.

"Okay." I said defeated, and then she was gone.