This is my first fanfic please give it a chance.
Discalimer: I don't own the wonderful world of Twilight! Stephenie Meyer does.
Preface
BPOV
I stared at the little white stick that has decided my fate. The pink plus sign. Pregnant. At only 18 years old. What am I going to do? How can I tell Charlie that his only daughter made the biggest mistake of all? I couldn't stand to see the disappointment and disgust in his eyes. There's only one option left for me: I have to leave.
I thought back to the night that changed my life forever:
*Start of Flashback*
It was graduation night and Jessica Stanley was having a big bash for all seniors. Everybody was there. Celebrating. Having a great time.
"Bella!"
I turned around only to see my pixie best friend Alice Brandon. She handed me a cup with a fruity drink inside. Now I'm not one to drink but I figured one drink wouldn't hurt. I mean after all it was graduation night. I needed to let loose. But one drink turned into two drinks and so on.
Alice pulled me to the dance and we started grinding. I was having such a great time with another drink in my hand that I didn't even notice when Alice's boyfriend, Jasper, pulled her away. Next thing I knew Alice's small hands were replaced with big rough hands.
We continued dancing and started making out. One thing lead to another and we ended up in the guest room at Jessica's. Clothes were lost and you can figure out what happened next.
The next morning I woke up to strong arms wrapped around me. I turned around to see who it was only to see the quarterback, James Pryce.
Oh shit oh shit oh shit! was all I could think. What was I going to do?
I got up as quickly as I could without waking him and got dressed. As soon as I was dressed I was gone. I couldn't stand to face my friends. All I knew was I needed to get out of there as fast as I could.
*End of Flashback*
That was the night I lost my innocence. The one thing I was saving for my wedding night.
As I packed my one duffle bag with all things that I will need. Money that I saved throughout the years, credit card that gave me access to my college funds, clothes, and my toiletries. I went down to the kitchen with a pen and paper to writemy note for Charlie:
Dear Charlie,
I'm sorry for leaving like this but its my only option now. Please don't look for me. Please don't contact me. I will contact you when the time is right and tell you my reasonsfor leaving like I have.I'm so so sorry. I hope when I see you again you will be able to forgive me. Until then I just want to let you know that I love you. I always will.
Love,
Bella
I put the note on the kitchen table and left. With one look at my childhood home I started my old Chevy truck and left without looking back at my old life. It was time to start my new life.
This will be a good thing….. I think.
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