BPOV
Love is hell. Love is torture. Love is pain. But I would kill to have it all back. He left me. It has been 2 weeks since that day, but it feels like just yesterday. I just wish he would have realized he didn't love me before I gave myself to him. Scratch that. I wouldn't trade that night for anything. It was the best night of my life. The night before my 18th birthday, I had convinced Edw-him to let his barriers down. I had finally got my way with him.
I have blamed a lot of people for him leaving, but mostly him. I blamed Alice for throwing the stupid party. I blamed Carlisle and Esme for giving me the plane tickets in the envelope that gave me the paper cut. I blamed Jasper for not being able to control himself around my blood. I blame Charlie for not making me stay home that night. I blame myself for being so clumsy and human, but most of all, I blame him.
I got over my blame on everyone but him. I knew it wasn't their fault. They weren't the ones who changed their mind about me. He said he didn't love me anymore. I still didn't want to believe it. After everything we had been through. After all the times he said he loved me. I just couldn't. I had been playing back every conversation I had ever had with him in my mind. There were no signs.
Suddenly, I felt violently ill. I jumped from my bed and ran towards the bathroom. I barely made it. I heard Charlie come in. "Bella, you shouldn't go to school today. I'll call the school. You must have that flu that is going around. Do you want me to stay home from wok today?"
I flushed the toilet and took a sip of water from the sink. Then, I gave Charlie a small smile for reassurance. "No, Dad. I'll be fine. I'll call the school. It isn't 7 yet. Mrs. Cope won't be there, and if you wait, you will be late for work."
He gave me a worried look. I could tell he was reluctant to go. "Only if you are sure, Bells. Call me if you need anything. There is some money on top of the refrigerator for you to order something from the delivery place if you need to. Don't try to cook anything."
I nodded and walked into my room. I laid back down until I heard the cruiser pull out of the driveway. I looked around my room from my bed waiting for 7 o'clock to roll around. Out of nowhere, a spot on my calendar seemed to jump out at me. One of the boxes on it was marked with a bright red dot.
I ran to the other side of my room where the calendar hung. I counted backwards in my head three times. I started hyperventilating and sunk to the floor. I was 8 days late. It was impossible for me to be pregnant. It couldn't be. The only person I had ever had sex with was a damn vampire for crying out loud. Vampires couldn't have children or else Rosalie would have found a way.
Just then my phone rang. I didn't need to talk right now, but answered it anyway. "Hello?"
"Oh my god, Bella. I am freaking out. I need you to skip school with me today. I will explain everything in ten minutes when I get to your house. You are my best friend, and I need you now more than ever….." Angela said all in one breath.
"Calm down, Ang. I was about to call you, too. I am skipping school already. Charlie has already left so just come over. I need someone now more than ever, too." I said calmly into the phone. I didn't think her problem was as bad as mine. I was most likely pregnant with a vampire's baby.
"Kay, Bella. I am getting in my truck now. I have already called Mrs. Cope and told her I had the flu. You should call soon. See you in ten. Bye."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and dialed the school's number.