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Summary: Edward Cullen has a five year old daughter named, Macy Elizabeth Cullen. Bella Swan has a three year old son named, Connor Isaac Swan. They are both single parents and living across the street from each other. They meet, by becoming co-workers at the high school. They start feeling romantic feeling towards each other, but always put their kids first. What will happen?

Forever Loved

Chapter one

Pasts

Bella Perspective

I first met Zachary Collins in my freshman year of college, we both wanted to be high school drama teachers. We both immediately started liking each other, and started dating. It was a stupid idea to start dating someone you barely knew, but I was only just becoming an adult.
Zac was twenty and I was eighteen. After three weeks of dating, we had sex. I told him I was on birth control, which I was, up until three days before hand, so he didn't feel the need to put on condom.
Five weeks after we had sex, I started to have morning sickness, I missed my period by five days, my breasts started to feel tender, I was always fatigue, I always had the biggest craving blueberry pie and ice cream, and it felt like I was bipolar, I was always have mood swings.
It was then I realized that those were some symptoms to pregnancy. I wasn't sure if I was pregnant or not, so I told Zac, and my twin brother, Jacob, that I may be pregnant.
So, we booked an appointment with Dr. Brown, and he told me, I was indeed, five weeks pregnant.
I was extremely happy I was pregnant, I knew I was still eighteen, and wasn't ready for this kind of commitment yet. But, I knew I could do it.
Zac and Jacob said that they would be there for me one hundred and ten percent.
Those nine months of my pregnancy were extremely difficult for the three of us. I was always moody, and was begging for both them to get me blueberry pie and ice cream. I remember, Jacob once asked when I was seven months pregnant, that if I was getting sick of blueberry pie and ice cream, and went all out on him, and that was the last time he asked me anything throughout my pregnancy.
Zac and I decided to move in together back home in Forks in a tiny little house, for our small budget. Jacob still living with my dad, Charlie, and step-mom, Sue, and her two kids, Leah and Seth.
Surprisingly, my dad accepted my pregnancy, he was a little hesitant at first, but he gave in, and was happy that there would be a new addition to the family, and that I was happy with my child and Zac.
I was glad Zac was so understood about a teen pregnancy, I was really happy to have Zac. Because boys like Zac are like one of a kind. But, the thing is, I never loved him. Ever.
On November 15th, 2007, Connor Isaac Collins-Swan was born. Connor was the name we both agreed on. Isaac was Zac's middle name, too. And our last names were hyphenated considering we weren't married. If we had a girl, it would have been Lillian Marie Collins-Swan. Lillian because it was my best friend's, Rosalie, middle name, and Marie because it was my middle name.
Connor was the easiest baby to raise. We put him to bed at eight every night, and he would usually wake up at midnight, because he was hungry, then he would wake up at three because he went to the bathroom. Then he would usually wake up at eight for breakfast. He was a really good baby, and I loved him more than my own life.
Zac was a really good father; he would get in the middle night to help with Connor. And those kinds of Dads are hard to find. I know Zac loved Connor more than his own life as well.
It was November 1st, nearing Connor's first birthday, Connor was lying on the floor, playing with a toy, while I was watching him, while reading, I received a phone call. I remember that one phone call with my life.

"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Isabella Swan?" the person on the other line asked. The voice sounded like a man.
"Yes, it is," I replied. "May I ask who is speaking?"
"Ah, yes," the man said. "My name is Carlisle Cullen. I am a doctor here at Forks General Hospital. I am here calling in needs of your housemate, Zachary Collins."
I was silent. "What happened?" I demanded.
"He was a car accident earlier this morning. He has some pretty major injuries. Five broken ribs, his left arm and leg fractured."
"Is he okay?"
"No, Miss. Swan. Mr. Collins has drifted into a long-term coma."
I felt like my heart stopped suddenly, but I was still here. Trying to get answer from Dr. Cullen. "What is going to happen? Can I see him? How long do you think he will be in the coma for?"
Dr. Cullen chuckled. "One question at a time, Miss. Swan. Let's start with your last question. We are estimating to about six years. Today, you may see him. But, if you want to see him again, you must notify me first. What's going to happen? Well, nothing, Miss. Swan. That's my answer. He will just lay there, in a deep rest for about six years. I will go in and check on him every day."
"That's a lot to take in," I whispered. "Me and my son are on our way."
"Okay, Miss. Swan. I will not personally be there, but my nurse, Karen Losgafitz will be there. You may stay for about an hour. If you wish to notify me about seeing him again, then you can call me at home. I will be there. It's the number I am using now. Good luck, Miss. Swan."
"Thank you, Dr. Cullen. Goodbye, now."
"Good bye, Miss. Swan." The line went dead.

That night, Connor and I went to go see Zac in the hospital. He looked horrible. He had a big black eye. His whole left side was broken. It was horrible to look at him.
Connor was at the end of Zac's bed, fast asleep. While I was sitting beside the bed on a chair, holding his hand. Praying that he will be alright.
When my hour was up, I kissed his lips one last time. It was going to be a long six years, or maybe it won't be.

Edward's perspective

Bailey Portsmith, my high school girlfriend. The girl whom I thought I was in love with, but come to think of it, I was a child, and had no idea what the definition of love was.
You could tell I was a stupid teenager, because I proposed to her at midnight, the night of our senior prom. Well, I wasn't the only stupid teenager, because she said yes.
Five months after prom, October 5th, we married in a small church, in my hometown, Forks. Stupid idea.
Bailey had long brown hair, with blue eyes. She was the girl that boys wanted to date in high school, and I was that lucky guy who got to date her throughout high school. Or so I thought.
We were eighteen and married. We didn't even bother to go on a honeymoon. Since we could have our own little honeymoon in our apartment in Port Angeles.
We both attended the University of Washington. I wanted to be a doctor, follow in my father's footsteps, and Bailey wanted to be Geologist. I thought University was fun, except for my wife's constant flirting with every guy possible.
When we were nineteen, she fell pregnant. I was happy I was going to have a child, but yet I was disappointed that I was having it at the age twenty. I think it was too young to have a child personally.
My father and mother did not disapprove of this, but they were disappointed in me. But, I was disappointed in myself as well. My brother and sister, Emmett and Alice, were extremely unhappy with me, considering that they disliked Bailey really bad. They always told me that I was way too good for Bailey, but I never listened to them.
My family wasn't the only thing bad, it was also Bailey. She didn't want to have the child, and wanted a abortion. I obviously voted against it, and wanted this child. She agreed to make her husband happy, even though she wasn't happy herself.
On April 24th, 2005, Macy Elizabeth Cullen, was born. Macy was the name Bailey wanted to name her daughter since she was a little girl, and I approved, considering I am a good husband that way. Elizabeth is what my Mother's sister name was Elizabeth, who is suffering from Breast cancer.
Macy was a really good baby; she usually slept right through the night. When she would get up in the middle of the night, I would get up, and Bailey would just lie in bed.
When Macy's third birthday was nearing, I was really started to get pissed off at Bailey at her lack on taking care of her child, and her horrible ways of being a wife. She definitely wasn't the girl I thought she was when we were dating in high school. She definitely wasn't the girl I fell in love with.
It wasn't until after Macy's third birthday, that I found out that Bailey was having an affair with me. She was having an affair with my best friend from high school, Thomas Sullivan.
The day I found out about the affair, I come home two hours later, with the divorce papers and threw them on her lap and told her sign them.
She didn't ask why, she didn't hesitate. All she had to do was take a look at my facial expression and she grabbed the nearest pen and signed.
About a month and a half later, Bailey and I were officially divorced. I told her I wanted her shit out of my house, and she was out of there and living with Thomas within three days.
I got Macy full time, and Bailey got her every other weekend. Which I was pretty happy about, maybe Thomas will be good about thing with Macy. I have faith in him about with.
I hope I can find a woman that will be better than Bailey ever was.

Well, there is the prologue/chapter one. We are going to be continuing with the other the Best Friends Forever Story, as well as this one. It is summer vacation now, so that means we will be writing a lot more. I always attend to write over summer and Christmas vacation. I personally like this plot, and we hope you guys do, too.
Next Chapter: Edward and Bella's new life, and their meeting.