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These characters aren't mine however hard I whish

Chapter 1; Finding out

I sat nervously on the toilet set, chewing relentlessly on my left thumb nail. My foot tapped evenly, the nervures got the best of me as I jumped up resorting to pacing to occupy my restless feet.

My eyes flicked to the pregnancy test that lay, not 2 meters away, on the ledge above the toilet. Panic was building up inside me as the 20 minutes waiting time shortened.

I pushed way the nagging voice inside my head that was endlessly throwing questions about motherhood at me. How could I be pregnant? I am only 18; I have my whole life ahead of me.

The images of my parent's disasters marriage flashed before my eyes, I didn't want me and Edward to end up like that.

My heart sank at the thought of Edward and how he would react to the news if I was pregnant. Of courses it was his, but according to Charlise and any other vampire alive they are unable to conceive.

What will he think of me? Will he disown me? Accuse me of cheating. This thought felt like a thousand knives stabbing at my heart, if he left again I don't think I could survive. I pushed the nightmare to the back of my mind not bearing to think about it.

I sat back on the toilet lid. Holding my head in my hands I tried to sort out my thoughts, when the egg timer I had been using to count the minutes; rang out.

My heat pumped furiously as I turned around to face the white stick. I drew a deep breath as I picked it up with shaking hands. This was the moment that could change my life, and I was dreading it.

As I brought it up to my face screen side down, I willed my self not to cry. I took another deep breath this time counting to 3.

On three I flipped the test around. Two pink lines, burnt in to the little white screen. A muffled sob escaped as the tears rolled down my checks. I couldn't believe it, was I really pregnant. The thought of me becoming a mother twisted more knots in my stomach, makeing me feel sick.

I ripped open another test unable to believe the fist one was real, I did this again and again until the many tests I had brought were finished. All had been positive.

I lent against the cold wall, slowly sliding down as the realisation of what was happening sank in. I was going to have a child.

Me, Isabella swan a girl whose parent's drove into her that responsible adults don't get pregnant at the age of 18 and Edward, a vampire; were going to be parents.

Tears welled up in my eyes, so many emotions tugged on my insides that I couldn't be sure why I was crying, happiness, guilt, anger.

As I sat curled up in on the bathroom floor, I surprised myself by not hating the baby, Part of me felt already connected to the little human growing inside me.

However the other half was terrified, it was eating away at my insides until that was all I felt. I wanted to go to sleep and wake up in Edwards arms, like none of this had happened, it was all a nightmare.

New tears formed, rolling down my cheeks, how was I going to tell my parents, people at school, Edward. My stomach knotted even tighter, I felt physically sick at this thought.

My body begin to shake as I curled myself tighter in to a ball. I was actually thankful that Edward and his whole family had gone hunting, even though my whole body yearned to have him close to me now, to touch his marble skin.

I had convinced Edward to go even though he was determined to leave someone behind, preferably himself, to baby sit me. But I had to put my foot down; he needed to have some family time.

Also at that time the fear of me being pregnant was growing in my mind, it would have been easier to have a true confirmation if I was or wasn't pregnant before I faced everyone.

I had been four weeks late which was very unlike me. Edward and I had gone all the way a mouth and a half ago, a few days after graduation, and then many times after that. I let out another whimper at the thought of what this baby was going to do to mine and Edwards's relationship.

I knew deep down that I wanted this baby, I could never and would never get rid of the child even if Edward disowned me, my heart sank at this thought, and new tears welled up in my eyes as the feelings the last time he left hit me.

However I willed my self to hold in the tears as the time on the clock flicked to 9.00 pm. Charlie would be getting home soon and if my eyes were even redder and puffier he would begin to ask question and tonight I don't think I could handle them.

I heaved my self of the ground, sniffing back the tears. I ran the tap until it was ice cold then splashed my face trying to hide my tear stained checks.

I searched the bathroom for any remains of pregnancy tests. I marched down stairs the many tests screwed up in my hands; I opened the bin lid and throw them in.

With a little more force then necessary I pulled the bin bag out tying it up with several knots. I walked half heatedly to the door slipping on some pumps and stepped out in to the dark night.

I breathed in the evergreen sent, welcoming the clearing affect it had on me. On walking back I found my hand resting on my stomach.

I was slightly surprised by how right it felt. However a feeling of anguish and guilt tugged at my insides. I shrived as a light sprinkle of rain gently fell.

I looked up at the heavens that were opening above me wrapping my arms around my chest to try and keep warm. The weather was eerily reflecting my mood, giving me an uncomfortable feeling something bad was going to happen.

As the rain began to fall harder I hurried back to the houses. I shut the door and lent against in it, I whished deep down that Edward would feel the same as I did about becoming a parent, it felt right.

It's hard to explain the emotion and love I felt for the baby and Edward, I never thought I could love him anymore then I already did. But then he gave me this tiny life that I, both of us will have to nurture and protect.

My bubble of contentment was rudely burst at the sound of the phones shrill ring, filled the house. Panic rose once again and I felt sick, the thought of trying to hide my secret caused me to shake.

I couldn't lie to save my life and what happens if it was Edward, or Alice. My Heart stopped at the thought of Alice, she would know about my secret, about the baby.

I cursed at her gift hoping she will find it in her heat to keep this one thing a secret. My hands begin to shake as my mind flowed through disaster after disaster, I could see my secret being spilled across the floor visible for everyone to see, for everyone to hate me.

The knots in my stomach tightened as the phone rang for a fourth time. I contemplated just leaving it but I willed myself to answer I had to face the people I loved some day and ignoring the phone call will just make it harder in the long term.

I reluctantly walked ton the phone, taking a deep breath before I pulled the receiver to my ear. I braced myself for the Spanish inquisition or Edwards's angry snarling voice;

"Hello" I called quietly in to the recover after no sound had come from that end. My voice was timed and strained as the nervous got the best of me.

"Bella!" Charlie's cherry voice bellowed across the line. "I thought you were never going to answer" his Gruff voice was slurred making him slightly hard to understand. He was drunk.

"Sorry I was ….um…um … in the shower" I stumbled over my words as I tried to think of a good enough excuses. My heart pounded faster in my chest as I waited for his reply.

In the background I could hear I man I recognised as Bill, scream at the T.V. I let out a sigh of relief I new Charlie hadn't heard me, too distracted by the game.

"Oh alright Bells; I just wanted to tell you that I am at Billy's watching the game so I will be home late." on the other side of the line I could hear rising cheering and then screams of joy from Charlie, I held the receiver away from my ear, flinching at the sound.

"So go on and eat without me, sam will give me a lift back" Called Charlie obviously distracted by something on the T.V

"Ok dad, see you in the morning" I relied feebly

"Yeah ok night bells" the phone went dead a monotone buzz of the dialling tone rang through my head.

I sighed in relief and my heart beat slowly turned to normal. I had at least one night to come to terms with this sudden change in my life on my own.

I trudge slowly to the kitchen feeling drained, my stomach gurgled but I didn't feel like eating. However I knew that I was eating for two now, and need to keep my strength up for both of us.

I opened the fridge and looked over the thinning contents, I made a mental not to go shopping as soon as I could. The only salvageable thing was a tin of tomato soup; I pulled it out and closed the fridge door with my hip as I scramble together the necessary equipment.

I empted the contents in to small sauce pan and placed it on the hob, on a low heat.

I watched the blames flicker and dance, lost in thought. I tried to play the different conversations in my head of how I was going to break the news about the baby to Edward.

In a daze I scoped the part of the soup in to a bowl, leaving the rest on a light heat for Charlie.

Edwards's torn and hurt face played across my mind. What was I going to do if he didn't want this baby? Could I raise him or her on my own?

I felt physically sick at the thought; the orange soup made this feeling worse as I began to clam up at the thought.

I staged to the sink ran the tap until it was ice cold. I splashed cold water on to my face to try and clear my mind, all I could picture in my mind was an 18 year old girl alone with a child.

Charlie and Rennee won't be around forever and I don't even now were the hell Jacob was.

My heart spluttered at the thought of how Jacob would take the news. I new I shouldn't care what he thought but I loved him like a brother and it hurt me to seem him hurting.

I clenched my hands in to fist forcing myself not to cry, however once one tear had escaped the flood gates opened. I broke down sobbing in to my clenched fists, slowly falling to the floor.

I pushed my back to the counter door banging my head, I felt so guilty and angry at myself, why did always ended up hurting everyone around me.

Gradually I pulled my self up and walked to my room, changing in to some pyjamas.

They were my favourite midnight blue silk tank top and shorts. The feel of the silk on my skin reminded me of Edward's touch.

Whilst I was changing caught myself in the mirror. I didn't look any different; you would have never even known I was pregnant.

Some how I expected a large "I am pregnant" sign to appear over my head. I rolled the tank top just above my stomach, turning sides expecting to see some sort of bump, but there was nothing.

My white alabaster skin, laid flat, stretched over my pelvis bones. A wave of what I could only explain as motherly love, swept through me.

I placed a hand just below my stomach, guessing where the baby might be growing. I rubbed it backwards and forwards. Loved filled my heart for my unborn child. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I prayed that Edward would feel the same. I climbed in to bed and curled in to a tight ball, my left hand protectively placed over my abdomen.

I fell in to an uneasy dream filled with confusion and disappointment. I woke up groggy to the sound of car doors banging.

Charlie's voice bellowed a cheery good bye to Sam, I sighed loudly out of discomfort as I rolled on to my other side.

The front door closed with a clatter as he squeaked up the stairs occasionally stumbling. Every now and again a suppressed giggle echoed through the quite houses. I couldn't help but smile.

I waited until I could hear the groans of the springs and his gentle snoring before I rolled on to my front and once more fell in to an uneasy sleep.

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