I cried as I got the phone call

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight….no matter how many times I used the wish with the genie.

A/N: okay, I couldn't get this out of my head and just like all the other stories on here I've decided to create a story out of it. I just couldn't resist. It may not be as good as the others, or it just may. I'll let you be the judge. Just give it a chance.

The News

Chapter 1

BPOV

"Are you sure?" my voice weak and my body shaking.

"I'm sorry. But yes, the results were positive." She said sullenly.

A tear fell as I nodded. "Alright, thank you Dr. Morales." I said and my voice broken mid-sentence. I hung up and threw the phone on the bed.

I cried after I got the phone call. My legs weakened and a lump was caught in my throat preventing the sobs to come out. I could feel the tears coming down from my face and I closed my eyes trying to find the strength to hold myself together.

I thought life was going well for me, and for Kyle. He was the greatest gift I could ever get. He was my baby boy and was only five years old. I didn't know what I could do. How I could I tell him that I wasn't going to be around in about two years from now? That he'd never see me again?

I was going to leave him alone in this world, without his parents. You know that not true. You could always take him to his father. A voice said in the back of my mind.

I ignored it. I could never take him there. I was afraid of seeing him again, of seeing Edward. We used to be best friends in high school until I left. He had the entire girl population after him either in lust or in love, but he never paid attention to them. He was a gentleman and didn't believe in using women like that, especially when he had no feelings for them.

It was one of the things I loved about him. He was kind, smart, funny, witty, a gentleman, understanding and most of all he was perfect, too perfect for me. I knew I had no chance with him, but that didn't stop me from having feelings for him. I was in love with him since we were freshmen in high school, when we first met.

He had just moved to Forks, Washington with his brother and sister, Emmett and Alice. They were also my best friends. Alice became one of greatest girls to hang around. Her shopping addiction aside, she was someone I could talk to about girl things; boys and such. After much prodding and investigating she got me to confide in her that I was in love with her brother. Much to my surprise, she was okay with it.

I thought she would've been mad that her own friend was in love with her perfect older brother. Disgusted at the thought that I was just like the other girls or maybe angry thinking I was probably friends with her to get closer to him. I would never do that to her though.

In fact, it pained me to leave them. I never said good-bye to them, I couldn't. If I had then I wouldn't be able to make myself leave. I had to leave because I was ashamed and I knew that for some reason that things were going to be different and I was changing. After I left, a couple months in fact that came to be true, I was pregnant. I never told Edward. I couldn't do that to him. I couldn't hold him back, not from his dreams and his future. He wanted to be a doctor. He couldn't very well do that if I suddenly told him I was having his child. That was also why I never went back to tell him.

I left with only a letter behind. Within that letter I told him of how I felt about him, about why I had avoided him and left. I couldn't bear to look at him in the eye if I ever told him my feelings. Because I knew he would never reciprocate them and that would break my heart.

I closed that part of my life and started my new life with some hope, Kyle. I knew that I would always have a piece of Edward wherever I went, even if I couldn't have him entirely. Kyle was everything I could wish for in a child. He's smart for his age just like his father. He even looks like him, the same messy bronze hair with a hint of my brown hair though and piercing green eyes. He was like an Edward clone. Luckily he didn't inherit my clumsiness but rather his father's ability to save me from it.

Kyle often asked about his father. When he was younger and had first started to speak he wanted to know more about Edward. I was reluctant to mention him, knowing that there was a chance that if I ever told Edward the truth he may reject his son. I couldn't bear to put my son through that. However, Kyle was good at swaying me to his side and would give me the infamous Alice pout or the baby pleading eyes.

In fact, Kyle's first word was 'Dada'. My heart cried out for Kyle that day. We were at the park one day and he was around 1 1/2 years old. He was playing by the slide when he came over to me and said 'Dada'. The park had been full of families that day. Kids everywhere were playing with their parents, both their mother and father. I knew that Kyle wanted a father and I was the reason for him not being there with us.

As much as I wanted someone to be a father to Kyle, I knew that there was no one that could ever replace Edward. Even if Kyle had never met Edward, no one could take the place of his real father. As hard as I tried to date, to find someone that could remotely compare to Edward, I knew in my heart that Edward owned it completely. He was my first and only love and nothing could ever change that.

I knew that if Edward couldn't know about Kyle, then it wasn't fair to do that to Kyle. So every night I would tuck Kyle in and instead of a bedtime story I would tell him stories of Edward. Sometimes I would cry, others I would be filled with happiness at the fond memories I had of him.

Everything Kyle did, I recorded in his baby books. I took pictures of Kyle almost every week. I didn't want Edward to miss a second of Kyle's first few years if ever I should decide to introduce him to his son.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was 3 pm. I had to go pick up Kyle from Kindergarten. I collected myself and went to change. When I did there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yelled looking for my tennis shoes. Even after five years I still preferred comfortable clothing, no dresses and high heels, skirts maybe….sometimes.

I looked towards the door when I heard it open. I saw a flash of short blond hair and I instantly knew who it was. "Hey Bella," said Jasper with his slight southern accent. I smiled and quickly wiped the last tears that had fallen before Jasper saw them.

I wasn't ready to tell them about the call. I knew they'd be expecting an answer but I couldn't give them one just yet. I knew I could count on them when the time came.

"Hey Jazz. What's up? I was just about to go pick up Kyle." Luckily my voice didn't crack or sound like I had just spent the last ten minutes crying.

"Nothing. Rose was just saying that you should hurry up so we can see our godson." He smiled wide. I had met Jasper and Rose when I came to Manhattan. They were the only people I trusted with my Kyle. They were there for me when I needed someone the most. I was just starting college when I met Rosalie. She was 5'11, blonde and as hot as ever. She could make any woman's self-esteem just by being in the same room.

She reminded me a lot of Alice in the certain aspect that they were both high on shopping. We became roommates and she introduced me to Jasper. Jasper is her twin brother. He was equally attractive. They both helped me with my pregnancy and with raising Kyle. They were there when he was born and when it was his first birthday.

They did so much for me and they loved my son like he was their own. When Kyle was born I gave Rosalie and Jasper the title of godparents. They deserved it. They became the greatest friends I could ask for.

"Okay, I'll be right out. Just let me find my tennis shoes and we'll be out of here." I said smiling a little. Jasper nodded but didn't leave just then. He stared at me a bit longer trying to find something.

"Is everything okay? Are you okay?" He asked. Jasper was always good at knowing how someone felt. Their emotions were like open books to him and he could always get people to calm down.

I sighed knowing nothing could get past him. "Sure." I said with a tight smile. He didn't look convinced. "No, I'm not actually. But I don't want to talk about it right now. Later tonight after Kyle goes to sleep." I said, my eyes pleading him to let it go for now. He resigned and left.

I looked under my bed for my shoes and once I found them I put them on and ran downstairs to meet up with Rose and Jasper. Once I spotted them I laughed. They were wearing matching clothes. They turned to me and both rolled their eyes at the same time knowing that I was laughing at their outfits.

"Ready?" asked Rose. I simply nodded and we went towards my blue Audi. Since Manhattan didn't seem like the best place for my old broken down red truck I had to get a new car.

I let Rose drive and I sat in the back seat. I looked out the window staring at the buildings as we passed by knowing that I didn't have long but I would make the most of the time I was given. I was lost in my own thoughts until Jasper told me we had gotten to the school.

We walk inside and went to Kyle's classroom. I knocked on the door and Ms. Larson answered. She recognized us immediately and let us in. we looked around and saw the other children playing and running everywhere. I spotted my Kyle and I laughed. Just like his father, I thought sadly.

He was sitting on the bench playing with the piano they had in the corner. Sometimes Ms. Larson liked to play a song for them. He was playing a melody with his eyes closed and there were seven little girls all sitting around him listening to him as he played with dreamy looks on their faces. I smiled.

"He's going to be such a heartbreaker." Rose said.

"Just like his father," I said absentminded. They knew about Edward too, about what had happened between us and how I couldn't affect his future with a kid. They had told me that I should've at least informed him about having a child and letting him make the decision but I couldn't. Because if it came down to it, he'd do the gentlemanly thing and stay. And I would NOT be the reason for him resenting his decision years down the road. I couldn't allow myself and Kyle to be the cause of his anger and disappointment at how his life turned out to be I know he'd hate me for it.

"Bella..." Jasper said. They knew that they were going into sensitive territory. Edward was a subject that I ad a hard time talking about unless it was with Kyle, but that was because it was something Kyle had to know.

I shook my head. "It's alright guys. I'm over it. I have you guys and Kyle now. What more could I ask for?" I said offering them a small smile. Jasper pulled me in a small hug as Rose did the same.

As soon as Kyle was done playing he got up and turned around. I could see him blushing slightly, courtesy of MY genes, at the audience of girls he had. He was just like me, never one for attention. They all clapped as he walked away. I laughed and smiled genuinely as I watched my son. He was my greatest joy. Knowing I would be gone from him in two years made my heart squeeze in the saddening truth.

When he walked away from all the screaming girls asking him to play again he spotted me. I could see the surprise that took him over, I didn't usually come and pick him up this early and Jasper always like to be the one to take him to and from school. He was very attached to Kyle.

Once the shock worn off, he seemed extremely happy to see me. He ran towards me and usually if he had my clumsiness he'd be in the air from tripping on something right about now, but instead he launched himself into my arms. I staggered back not anticipating the move and luckily regained my ground. I laughed at Kyle's happiness to see me. I had a big old grin smacked on my face and Kyle had one too. He was smiling and he nearly looked like Edward completely, at that moment.

"It's nice to see you too," I teased him.

He hugged me, wrapping his arm around my neck and placing his head in the crook of my neck. I kept my arms around his waist and did the same thing. After about five minutes I heard Jasper.

"What, I don't get a hug?" he said feigning hurt but I could see the slight amusement flicker in his eyes.

"Godfather Jasper!" he jumped from my arms and into Jasper's. Jasper smiled widely at the fact that Kyle was just as happy to see him. Kyle and Jasper had this connection and it was pretty darn hard to rip them apart. I guess it was a good thing that Jasper and Kyle lived in the same house. Otherwise, Jasper would be driving to my house every night just to read to Kyle a bedtime story.

"Eh, do you want me to make you an offer that you couldn't refuse?" Jasper said in an accent, imitating The Godfather. Kyle chuckled and nodded. Kyle had watched the movie with Jasper late one night when I had a late class and Jasper gladly babysat Kyle. Needless to say that they both liked watching the movie together now.

"Then how about we blow this Popsicle stand and get ourselves some ice cream?" he whispered to Kyle, as if it was a secret that no one was meant to hear.

Kyle nodded in agreement. "Yes please."

Rose came into view and told us that she had gotten Kyle's stuff and she told the teacher we were leaving already. "Kyle! Give your godmother a hug!" she said holding her arms out for him. Kyle greeted her just the same and then he attached himself to Jasper –again. He held Kyle and we walked out to the car. I buckled him in and went to the front to sit in the passenger's seat with Rose.

Jasper sat in the back with Kyle and they chatted and laughed as we drove off the get ice cream. "They're practically attached to the hip, aren't they?" Rose said laughing. I nodded chuckling. It was too true.

Sometimes I would have days where I wished Jasper was the father of my son, of Kyle. They acted like father and son sometimes and we'd be like a family. But then the reminder of Edward from just glancing at Kyle's appearance and practically seeing Edward through that made my heart remember that it only belonged to him.

I love Kyle with all my heart. And I love Jasper, but I was still in love with Edward. I would get so confused between what I wanted and what I had that it'd hurt my head, and my heart.

We finally reached the ice cream parlor and when we got our ice creams we decided to go to the park across the street. We all sat on the benches. As we ate I felt that happiness again. The happiness I would soon lose when my time came, all too soon.

Once Kyle finished his ice cream and threw the paper cup in the trash, he went over to play on the monkey bars. Rose, Jasper and I all finished ours as well and we threw the cup in the trash. Watching Kyle play with the other kids made me think.

What would I be missing once I was gone? I would never get to see him drive, or start high school. Never see him get his first girlfriend, his first love. I wouldn't be there for his graduation or his first year at college, where he would end up calling home saying he was homesick. I'd never get the chance to see him grow up into a man and get married to the woman of his dreams. Or see them get married, have children and have them grow up in a big house.

All these things I'd miss, and I couldn't do anything about it. My fate was decided and now all that was left was to figure out what to do with my stuff and Kyle's future. Only then could I enjoy the rest of my time here with him, because I know I would not get extra time.

Something in my gut told me I wasn't getting out of this unscathed, that I wouldn't live past my set date.

I loved Kyle with all of my being. He was the reason for me getting up in the morning, for even living anymore. My entire life revolved around him. I don't know what I'd do without him. The thought of separating myself from him constricted my heart.

I wanted to have hope. To hold onto something that would give me reason to believe that this thing, happening to me was just a scare. Something else to overcome in my life. But just like I just knew I was pregnant with Kyle years ago, I knew that things were going to change in me, that what the results said were true and I couldn't handle that.

I could feel my body racking with the sobs I wanted to expel. My eyesight blurring from the tears created and wanting to spill. What could I do?!

"Bella…?" I heard Rose ask in a soft voice. "Are you okay?"

I lowered my head not wanting her to see my tears and shook my head at her. I swallowed back the tears so my voice wouldn't come out strangled. "No… I'm fine Rose." I tried to assure her. My voice sounded a little weak, even to me.

"Bella…" Jasper said. When I said nothing, making no movement to answer he put his hands on both sides of my head and gently lifted it. He saw my tears and quickly hugged me, wiping away my tears. "What's wrong?" he asked and I shook my head trying to tell him that everything was just fine, when indeed I knew it wasn't. Unfortunately he knew that too. "Don't give me that Bella! ...Tell me, please." He pleaded softly.

"I-I…I'm" I swallowed, pushing down the lump that started forming in my lump. I knew that if I said the words out loud then they would finally be true. I didn't want that. For once in my life, I didn't want to go at this head on. I wanted to run and hide like a kid would when they were scared. I was usually a strong person. Having to leave the love of my life to live his life even though I wanted nothing more that to be there with him but couldn't, having to cut all connections to Forks just so Edward couldn't get a hint that I was pregnant from someone in town or my parents and having to raise Kyle as a single mother.

"Bella, it's alright, you can tell us. We're here for you." Jasper said trying to soothe me and calm me down. I had just noticed that I was shaking. I took a deep breath. I prepared myself for a few moments before I told them.

After I got the guts to say it, I told them. I flat out told them. It was silent for a few seconds. "What?" Rose breathed out. I think she was in disbelief.

Jasper leaned back a little to look at me. "Bella? Is it true?" He had tears glistening in his eyes. "Is – is it true?" he asked again after I didn't answer.

"Yes," my voice cracked. And with that one word the gate broke open and the flood of tears were unleashed. I clung to him as he did to me and I knew I was getting his shirt wet but I didn't care. He didn't either. I sobbed. I tucked my head down and pressed against his chest. He placed his head on top of mine and I could feel the tears drop on my head.

I felt Rose behind me and hug me as well. She wasn't one to show emotions especially in public but I knew she was feeling a lot. I felt it from her touch. We were all close. They had become like a part of me, a part of my family. I knew they were hurting over this and I wish I could take it away. But I couldn't. This was something that was out of my hands, I couldn't control my future…because it had already found its end.

I don't know how long we stayed that way, the overwhelming sadness clouding over us, suffocating us until we couldn't handle it.

"Mommy?" We all jumped and looked up to see Kyle standing right in front of us. Rose and I quickly tried to wipe away any sign of tears from our faces as Jasper lifted Kyle.

"What is it Kyle?" I asked, thankful my voice wasn't sounding strangled or broken.

He looked down at me from the height he was being held and me sitting down, I had to crane my neck to look at him. "What's wrong mommy? Why do you look so sad?" he wondered looking a little sad himself.

I tried to give him a smile but I wasn't sure if it came out as I had hoped. "Nothing baby. Don't worry. Are you ready to go home?" I asked changing the subject. I knew if we stayed on the same topic then he'd pick up on something. He was very perceptive, something I wished he wasn't at the moment.

He dropped it and nodded. "Yes mommy. I'm tired, I want to sleep." He commented.

We left driving silently back home. Once we got back, I gave Kyle a bath then put him in bed. He was out like a light before I even got a chance to ask if he wanted Jasper to read him a story.

I silently walked out of his bedroom. Before closing his door I glanced around his room. Memories of him growing up here in the last five years were recalled. His first steps, his first escape from the crib, his first…everything. The fond memories of the five years we had spent here were overwhelm and the ever-growing sadness that I would be leaving him, was a huge reminder that great things don't last.

I closed the door silently and slowly walked into the living room. There sat a very upset Rose and Jasper on the couch. I took my seat between Jasper and Rose.

"How…how long?" Rose barely got out. She seemed to have difficulty speaking.

"What?"

"Tell me. How long do you have left?" she asked again.

"Rose–"

"Please! Just tell me. How. Long? How long before I have to be picking out your clothes for the last time, for your funeral and burial? Before I lose my best friend? Before Kyle loses…loses his mother and Jasper loses someone he loves so much?" She pleaded. Once she finished, she broke down and I held her. She wasn't like the Rosalie I knew. The Rose I knew was strong-headed and brave. She looked so broken and lost right now.

"Less than two years." And with that she cried even more. Seeing her like this made me cry too. I couldn't help it. The tears were rolling down faster than I could wipe them away and after a while I stopped trying. I felt Jasper's arms come around my waist as he hugged me from behind. He lowered his head and left it on my shoulder. He was breathing in deeply trying to reign in his emotions.

Once we got it out we sat back leaning on the couch. "What are you going to do?" she asked as she tried to wipe away any signs of crying.

"I'm going to work on my will. Make sure Kyle has a good solid future in front of him and he won't have to worry about anything once I'm….once, I'm gone." I couldn't say it. The D word.

Jasper wrapped his arm around me and I leaned against his chest. He was always very calming to be around and being near him was helpful because at any moment my emotions could go on the fritz.

Rose stayed quiet for a while contemplating something. She opened her mouth to speak but seemed hesitant to do so.

"What? Just say it…" I urged her.

"What about Edward?" As soon as those words were out of her mouth, I froze.

"What about him?" I countered.

"Are you going to tell him…?"

I was confused. "That I'm going to …. – That something is wrong with me? No, why? He wouldn't care after all these years." I didn't see why I would tell Edward. The less he knows the better.

She shook her head at me. "I meant are you going to tell him about…" her eyes drifted to Kyle's bedroom door. Oh.

"Oh…" I couldn't think of anything to say. "I'm not sure. I was thinking about it after the call and when I thought about Kyle's future. But it was a fleeting thought. I'm not sure." I stammered. The thought of going back to Fork, seeing Edward again and telling him that I had a child, his no less, and that I never told him, that for FIVE years I kept it from him. Well, it was a dangerous thing.

"He has a right to know…" she said. I felt Jasper's arms around me tighten and I looked up at him.

He nodded, "He deserves to know. I know that if it was me, I'd like that. I understand that earlier you didn't want to mess up his future but he should be able to handle this level of responsibility." He whispered.

"But what if he doesn't want him? What if he refuses Kyle? Hates him? Denies it's his?" I voiced my fears. This was a reason as to why I never told Edward. I was protecting Kyle from that rejection, the disappointment that his own father wouldn't want anything to do with him.

"Bella, the way you always described him was as an all around nice guy. Surely he wouldn't do that."

"But what if he does? I don't think Kyle and I could handle that." I said.

Jasper stared deeply into my eyes as he spoke. "As Kyle's father, he should at least get the right to meet him. If, and IF he doesn't want Kyle, we'll be here for you. And you know I'll gladly beat the bloody shit out of him. You don't mess with people from Texas and you don't mess with those affiliated with people from Texas." He smiled as he spoke in his southern accent. I laughed a little lifting the air a little.

I sighed, contemplating the thought of seeing Edward again. I realized that Jasper as well as Rose were right. He had that right, especially since I deprived him of that right for years now. "You're right. Just know that you guys are the next for custody. I want him to be close to you guys. You did so much for me Kyle and I and when …IT happens, I want to feel safe knowing that he's with you guys. He already loves you guys so much." I gushed.

Both of them wrapped their arms around me enveloping me in a hug. We talked some more. All about what we were going to do, when we were going to go, how we were going to approach this. I felt nervous and fearful. When we finished we all went to bed even though it was only around six or seven and there was still light out.

I took a shower and went to the window. I stared at nature. I looked at the sun as it set. The golden yellow turning orange and expanding the light around the horizon covering the trees and anything else it touched. It was a lasting moment, one that took an hour to finish. It was a calming sight, something that not most people waste time to watch and enjoy. As the sun fell behind the trees and building, and the darkness took over, I knew that it was nearing the end of the day and soon a new one would begin. But for me, it was only ending with possibly no chance of survival.

A/N: And..? Hit or miss? I know it seemed a little depressing or emotional but, I mean who wouldn't be when they get such news. Just what will happen? How will Edward take it? What exactly does Bella have? Will she actually die? Well, you'll have to wait for my next chapter and so on.

And guess what? I'm turning 15 on October 24th. Happy birthday to me! Please review…I'll love you unconditionally!

–Elizabeth–