Author's Note: Okay, so obviously as the title suggests, this is where I am going to put all the outtakes from Life Is Never That Simple. I was thinking about what it might have been like to include other scenes that happened before LINTS is set, stuff that happened to other people (not everything will be in Bella's POV), and stuff that happened in between the scenes. Not all of the outtakes will be long; some of them will be short.
WARNINGS: Teen pregnancy, life decisions in the face of teen pregnancy, and light swearing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Outtake 1: Rosalie's Point of View when she finds out she's pregnant with Emmett's baby. (Set about a week before LINTS begins).
A Surprising Discovery
Rosalie Whitlock
"This can't be happening. This cannot be happening!" I thought to myself.
I was barely a senior in high school!
I could not be pregnant!
"The test was lying! It had to be!" I told myself reassuringly. My boyfriend, Emmett Swan, and I had always been careful – we had always used protection. I was fine – I was NOT pregnant. There was no baby… So what if I missed my last two periods. I was a senior in high school. I was stressed. No big deal! I was not pregnant! No way, no how.
The test was lying! Completely defective.
As were the eight other at-home pregnancy tests of different brands that were all proudly proclaiming my impending motherhood…?
"Damn it." I muttered as the reality of it all came crashing down on me. Tears started to flow down my face.
It was not supposed to happen like this!
Emmett and I were supposed to finish off our last year of high school together. Be homecoming king and queen as well as prom king and queen. He was supposed to lead the Forks High football team to the championships and victory and I was supposed to cheer him on as the head cheerleader. We were supposed to go off to college together in the fall. He was supposed to major in Physical Education and I was supposed to major in Fashion and Design. He was supposed to join a fraternity and I was supposed to join a sorority. He was supposed to join college sports and I was supposed to be a cheerleader. We were supposed to party and stay out late on weekends and cram in last-minute studying every once in a while.
We were supposed to graduate after four years and then, hopefully, he would propose and we would get married. We were supposed to travel and see the world together. Then after we did all of that… once we were settled in our careers and had a home of our own… then we were supposed to settle down and have kids.
I loved kids; I definitely wanted to have them.
I wanted to be a mother.
I just never imagined I would be barely eighteen and still in high school.
I looked down at my – for now – still flat stomach and placed a gentle hand over it.
I smiled slightly. I was going to be a mother… a mom.
But what about Emmett? He was the father. But… did he want to be a father…now?
We talked about marriage and kids… once… and he said he would like to have kids… to be a father. But that was when… that was after college… after he had a career. Emmett was a good guy and I knew he would help raise the baby but… would he do so out of obligation? Or would he actually want to raise the baby out of love? I wanted him to want to raise the baby with me. But I didn't want to force him. What if in the long run he ended up resenting us for holding him back from his education or his career?
"What was I going to do?" I thought to myself, trying to figure out a plan. "What in the hell was I going to do?"
No.
What the hell was Emmett going to do?
I was going to finish high school and go to college. But I was also going to go through with the pregnancy and raise my baby.
With or without Emmett.
I smiled wide. I knew it was going to be difficult – a teen mom who was still in high school, there were definitely statistics out there about the percentage of teen moms who dropped out of high school because of their pregnancy. But I was determined not to be a statistic.
I was also from a small town; people were definitely going to talk. And that was putting it lightly. I shuddered as I thought about Carrie Tyler. Five years ago she was sixteen and pregnant. Boy did the gossip hounds have a field day. Carrie and her pregnancy were the talk of the town. You couldn't go anywhere without hearing about some supposed fact about what was going on and the very loud opinions of the people of Forks. I knew that sooner or later I was going to be the talk of the town for months to come but I couldn't care less. The only people that really mattered were Emmett, my parents, my siblings; Jasper and Katarina, and Emmett's family.
And if they were unsupportive, it was going to be tough. No doubt being pregnant and raising a baby was going to be hard as a teenager but without support from my family, Emmett and his? That was going to be even harder. But I was going to protect my baby. There would be no negativity aimed towards my child because of me or Emmett – not if I could help it anyway. It wasn't my baby's fault that he or she was conceived. That was on Emmett and me.
I smiled again as I gently rubbed my stomach.
"I already love you so much, baby. I just want you to know that and I'm going to take very good care of you." I whispered.
I looked at myself in the mirror of the bathroom and nodded.
Okay.
First thing to do was figure out how to break the news to Emmett, and then go to an actual OBGYN to get an ultrasound done.
"But… before all that," I mused, looking around the bathroom. "I had to get rid of these pregnancy tests."
And I had seen enough television to know that simply throwing them in the wastebasket and covering them with tissue wasn't a good idea.
End Note: Okay so that was the first outtake. The inspiration that I had for this outtake was a picture in my head of Rosalie crying in a bathroom surrounded by pregnancy tests that confirmed she was "with child" and worrying about what she was going to do. When I sat down to write about it I figured it would be a couple hundred words but it snowballed into a thousand by the time I finished with it.
~Acacia Rose Masen