Okay, I know that this chapter isn't really good. Cut me some slack. I swear that it's going to get better. We just had to gett all of this stuff out of the way.

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Waiting for Charlie to come home was agonizingly painful. He would be angry, that was a given. But Charlie wouldn't do anything drastic. I made his favorite dinner out of guilt.

I had gone to the drug store this morning, after seeing on the calandar that I was late. After taking three tests I was panicing. I mean he had always told me that he was sterile, he couldn't have children. Well I guess he was wrong. Each test came out positive.

The soft rumble from Charlies cruser came up the drive-way and cut off. By now my leg waas shaking like crazy and my heart was beating a mile a minute. What was the worst that he could do? I wish I hadn't asked myself that the second he walked in, my eyes zeroing in on the gun on his hip.

"Hey, Bella." He said softly.

Charlie has been extremely carful around me since he left. Always speaking softly and choosing every word carfully. He treated me as if one word could break me, in all truth, it just might. But now I feel a little stronger. I get to keep a peice of him that he can't take away from me. This was mine.

"Hi, Dad."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I lied. He would find out soon enough. "I made fish fry." I set the food on the table while Charlie took off his belt and jacket. He sat down with a hump and dug in.

"Mmm, really good, Bells."

"Um, Dad?" I was extremely nervous now.

"Yes?"

It's now or never.

"You know how I've been feeling sick for a couple weeks? Well, I found out what is wrong."

"What is it?"

"I'm pregnant." Oh shit, how could I have just blurted it out like that. I mean, I wasn't telling him I was getting a puppy.

"What!?" He stood up and slammed his hands on the table. He was more red than I had ever seen. I didn't dare say a word. He had heard me. "I can't believe you, Bella. Really!? How could you be so irresponsible?"

"I'm sorry, Dad. But it's not going to change anything."

"Get out of my house." Charlie spat.

"What!?"

"You're not welcome here anymore. Leave and don't comeback."

I couldn't believe that he was saying this. This was worse than shooting me.

"Where am I suposed to go?"

"I don't give a damn. Out!"

I got up and went to my room. I sobbed and grabbed my things, throwing them into my bags. How Charlie could do this, I have no idea. Charlie was in the living room when I came downstairs. He didn't even look up from the television to look at me. I slammed the door and went to my truck. I stared driving, having no clue where to go. I drove nowhere, crying the whole way. After a while I found myself parking in the driveway of a house that I never had any intention of ever going inside until now.

Next chapter will be skipping three years and getting to the fun stuff.

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