Why Me?

i had originally written this story with the names maggie and simon, but i switched it to edward and bella, so the first chapter may have a couple of mistakes

sorry

*i dont own twilight

Why, why, why is all I kept asking myself? All I could think about is what my parents will say and what Edward will say when I tell him. Who I was most scared of was my dad, I was and hopefully we still be his little girl, now what would he think of me?

I kept pacing around my bathroom. I decided to check the test once more to be sure I saw it right the first six times I looked. And, there it was that stupid little plus sign! I totally didn't see this coming, I should have known though, since I missed my period, and have been throwing up for the last 2 weeks!

"Babe, are you okay? You've been in there awhile," Edward asked

It had been 10 minutes and I still couldn't speak! So, Edward asked again, "Bella, are you okay? I am starting to get worried."

I had to decide what to tell him, my boyfriend of just over 3 months that we were going to be teenage parents in just under 8 months from now. We are both only 16 and just starting our second semester of grade 11. How are we suppose to finish high school, when we are trying to raise a baby, and how am I suppose to finish this year, people would start talking soon. And of course with my luck, I would be due in September most likely so I won't even be able to start grade 12 till later on.

I walked out of the bathroom to my bedroom and couldn't speak, so I ran back into the bathroom and grabbed that stupid little devil stick and walked back to Edward. He noticed what I had in my hand and started crying right then and there. Crap, I thought I knew this was going to be hard, but I didn't think he would be so upset he would cry!

"I knew you would be upset!"

"Babe, I'm not upset, I am actually happy to be honest love, we can handle anything as long as we have each other, and I love you."

We sat and talked for awhile when than we heard my mom yelling up the stairs "Bella, are you up stairs, and if Edward is up there ask him if he wants to stay for dinner."

It was going to be difficult at dinner not to blab about our recent discovery. So, over dinner we talked small chat, most of it was my parents asking us how our first week of our new classes we going.

When dinner was finally over, we went upstairs, I personally was relieved! We were sort of lucky we only had to tell my parents since Edward's parents died 3 years ago in a horrible car accident, now Edward just lived with his older brother Emmett, and Emmett would probably think this is the coolest thing that ever happened. Emmett has a weird way of looking at things.

We talked for awhile and we finally agreed we would wait awhile to tell my parents, why we decided this I wasn't too sure, but we did.

2 MONTHS LATER

"Urg, stupid jeans won't do up!"

How is this happening, I am only 3 months pregnant and already have a baseball sized bump sticking out between my hips, this wasn't going to be the easiest thing to hide anymore. I put on my favourite purple tank top, which was now fitting a little snug over my stomach. I walked back into my room and saw Edward's eyes pop wide open.

"I know, I'm HUGE!" I had always been the girl that every one of my friends looked up too, the one that never would get herself into this much trouble. My friends always call me an angel, because supposedly I am so pretty I look like a Victoria Secrets model. They all envied my naturally straight long brown hair, and they always tell me my eyes are the prettiest shade of brown they have ever seen. Someone that hasn't known me for awhile would probably believe that my friends are jealous of me, especially since Edward and I got together. Edward has the whole Robert Pattinson messy hair look going on, expect his hair was the perfect shade of blonde, and those blue eyes of his were brighter than the sky.

"Bella, you're not huge, you're beautiful, and it's just hard to believe that our baby is already so big! We need to get an ultrasound done to make sure nothing is wrong so far." From the smile on his face, I could tell someone was happy for the upcoming baby. "Now, we just have to do the hardest thing ever, tell your parents!"

I gulped that was going to be hard, I know my dad will try to put all the blame on Edward, but we were and are equally partners in the making of this beautiful unborn baby.

We decided to wait until after the weekend to tell them, so all weekend we talked about how we were going to tell them.

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