Chapter 1(Bella's POV)
It's been 5 months since Ed-he left me, and guess what! I'm not the only one he left. Nope, he left his unborn child. Yeah, that's right. I AM PREGNANT. I am 22 weeks in and my morning sickness is finally over. I'm finding out what I am carrying in two weeks, I'm excited but nervous. I hope it's a normal boy that looks exactly like him not some ugly vampire child. So far my pregnancy is normal except for the fact that I am loosing color, I am pale. I hate going to the check ups because I'm the only person that is alone. Couples surround me all the time and I hate the pang in my heart when I see them talking about their futures. I don't know how my future will be because I am doing this alone. I still love Edward and wished that he were here to see me, to hold me, to feel our child kick. Charlie kicked me out when he found out, he hated that I wasn't responsible enough and asked me to leave his house. Renee was the same, ashamed that I was pregnant. The worst of it all is that Charlie was killed in a car accident and I didn't get to say good-bye. I felt bad when he had left everything for my child and me. I had lived in the Cullen house for the first two months until I moved into Charlie's house when I inherited it. I also inherited close to five millions dollars, his life insurance which covered my child and me until we were dead and paid for his funeral.
I had bought everything for my baby, except for clothing and toys. I was waiting until the sex was known. I had painted Charlie's room nice beige for my room; I was turning my room into a nursery for the baby. I was painting it a neutral yellow, which was ironic because it symbolized happiness and the only thing making me happy was my baby. I couldn't wait until he was born so I could hold him in my arms. I was worried for the future when he or she would ask where their father was, what would I say to them? Your father left me pregnant and never came back? Right. I was painting the baby's room and looked out the window to see my new car. I couldn't drive a baby around in my old truck, it wasn't safe. All I could think was 'Happy now Edward? I got a new car!' I laughed and turned back to my painting. The baby hadn't start to kick yet and I was getting anxious. I felt guilty to know that my baby would only have me to love him in the world. No one else really cared. Charlie was dead, my own mother disowned me, Edward and the Cullen's were nowhere to be found and everyone at school either told me it was a bastard child or called me slut. I had flying colors in grades so I took my finals and university test and graduated early. They gave me my diploma and everything. I sighed heavily and put down the paintbrush. My feet started to hurt and I was getting a headache. I had gained around 13 pounds with my pregnancy and my belly was sticking out. I smiled and rubbed the side of my belly before crawling into bed. I was tired but thankful that the morning sickness stopped. I gave my belly one little rub before whispering 'mommy loves you baby, and I'm sure if daddy knew he would too. Don't worry, we'll be fine.' I closed me eyes and lay back on my bed, I fell asleep cradling my tummy, humming it the lullaby my love had wrote for me.
Next chapter is Edward's POV