Together Again:
Chapter 1: Positive
I paced back and forth around my room wondering if I should call Edward or not. It was late and a school night. But I had to talk to him. I had put this off for far to long already, so I picked up the phone and dialed his number.
"Bella?" He picked up on the first ring and sounded worried. "What's wrong?"
"I know its late but I have to talk to you."
"Is everything okay?" He has worried.
"Can you come over?"
"Now?"
"Please."
"Bella there is no way my parents are going to allow me to drive over there this late."
"I know. But I really have to talk to you about something and it can't wait till tomorrow."
I was only 14 and a freshman in high school. Edward was 16 and a junior. What I had to tell him was about to change both of our lives. We met right after my mother left my father and moved to Phoenix. Edward's family lived down the street and we became friends right away. Even as we grew and Edward got more popular and I more awkward, we were always friends. When I was 12 and Edward 14 we started dating. My mother was thrilled, Edward's parents not so much.
Edward's father thought that he would date a girl that was in their social class. Talk about being stuck in the olden days. But it wasn't Edward's thing. I knew we would be together forever. But sometimes his parents scared me with the amount of influence they have over him. Since we are young his parents are not to worried about who he dates, but when he gets older I am always worried they might try to break us up in order for him to marry someone more like them. Someone who has money.
"Okay I will be over in 10 minutes. I have to get around my parents." He has snuck out before to come see me but he has always gotten caught.
"Thank you. Just climb up the tree, my mother is already in bed."
There was a tree right outside my window that was good for sneaking in and out of. Except I never do the sneaking, because the one time I tried to I fell and broke my arm. After that it was always Edward sneaking in and out of my window. My mother, Renee, knows about it but she doesn't really care. She pretends not to know what is going on. Sometimes I wish she acted liked she cared and was worried.
After I hung up the phone I lay down on my bed and thought about how I was going to break the news to Edward. I kept looking at the clock… 5 minutes… 10 minutes… 20 minutes… 30 minutes…
Where was he? He said it would only take him 10 minutes. Maybe his parents caught him. But why wouldn't he call me? I tried calling his cell but he didn't pick up.
45 minutes… 1 hour…
I tired calling again but this time his phone went straight to voice mail. I was starting to get worried.
All the worrying must have worn me out because the next thing I knew my alarm was going off. When I realized that Edward never showed up I jumped out of bed and tried calling again. But again his phone went straight to voice mail.
I ran downstairs, I don't know why, but I was so worried that I had to do something. When I got downstairs the sight I saw made me even more worried. My mother, her new husband Phil, and two police officers were sitting at the kitchen table. I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Mom?"
"Bella can you come sit down please?"
"Mom?" She stood up and came over to me.
"Bella dear, the police are wondering." She stopped for a moment. "Have you heard from Edward?"
"Why? What happened?" I started to panic and I could feel my heart start to beat faster.
"Bella," This time it was one of the officers. "We got a call this morning from Mr. Mason. Apparently they heard Edward sneaking out of the house last night around midnight but he never returned." He did leave but he never made it.
"I called him. I needed to talk to him and asked him to come over. He said he would be over in 10 minutes but he never showed up. I called him multiply times but he didn't answer and then his phone went right to voice mail. I just assumed that his parents caught him and they took his phone away so he couldn't call." The second officer was taking notes on my story.
"What did you need to talk to him about?" Asked the first officer.
"I really would rather not say."
"Bella please tell them everything. If you don't you could be involved with this, in ways you don't want to be." My mother begged. I looked at her face and she looked sad. Did she think I did something to him?
"You think I had something to do with this? With why he's missing?" No one said anything. "I didn't. I need him. I called him over because I." I was so upset that I almost screamed out what I needed to tell him.
"Bella tell them." My mother begged.
"I'm pregnant and couldn't wait to tell him any longer." I shouted before I started crying.
No one said anything. After a while the first officer spoke up.
"So Bella, Edward has no idea that you are pregnant?"
"No. I haven't told him yet. That is why I asked him to come over."
"Well I think that is all the questions we have for you. Bella." The officer looked at me. "If you hear from Edward will you please give us a call." He handed his car to my mother and I just nodded. "We will see ourselves out."
"Wait." I jumped up and ran after them. "Can you please not tell his parents about me? I would like to be the one to tell them. I think it would be better coming from me." They looked at each other before nodding.
"I think we can do that."
I sat back on the stairs. What was I going to do? What if Edward never came back? Oh Edward where are you? My mother came and sat next to me and wrapped her arms around. I couldn't stop the tears that rolled down my cheeks.
"Bella are you sure? Are you sure that you are pregnant?" I looked up at and started to cry more.
"I'm so sorry mother." I fell into her arms.
"Its going to be okay sweetie. I will call my doctor and we will make sure."
"How is it going to be okay? I am only 14 and Edward is missing. Please tell me how this is going to be okay."
"Edward will show up. The police will find him. And if you really are pregnant, then we will make it work. There are options that you have." All I could do was nodded.
Options? I haven't thought about it. I was planning on talking it through with Edward. I am sure he would have wanted to keep the child. But maybe he wouldn't have. Maybe he would have wanted to give it up for adoption, or maybe he would have wanted me to get an abortion. I haven't thought about any of this. I was more concerned with telling Edward that I was pregnant first before we figured out what to do.
Renee got up and walked over to her phone. She was able to get me in with her doctor today. There is usually a wait for new patients but she told them the situation and they squeezed me in right away. Sitting in the waiting room I was nervous. What if I wasn't pregnant? But what if I was and Edward never comes home?
"Isabella Swan." The nurse called. I looked at Renee and took a deep breath before standing and following the nurse. I told Renee that I wanted her to come in with me.
After peeing in a cup and waiting for them to test it the results came back and it was positive. I was really pregnant at 14. Right then I determined I wanted to keep the baby. I knew Edward would want to keep it too. Oh Edward, please come home.
When we got home from the doctor's Phil was waiting inside the door for us, but he didn't look happy, he looked sad.
"Phil has anyone heard from Edward?" I asked. Scared to know the answer.
"Bella come sit down." What! That never means good news.
"No what happened? Where is he?" I was starting to panic now.
"Bella don't panic. Its not good for you or the baby." My mom tried to calm me down but it was not working.
"Bella, Edward Sr. calling, the police found Edwards car a few miles from here. His car was over by the bend in the road. It was in the ditch wrapped around a tree." I couldn't breath. I think I was going to pass out. But they only found his car. Then where was Edward? I don't know what happened next but all I remember was Phil telling me that they believed Edward, my one true love and the father of my baby, is dead. Then everything went black.
"Bella! Bella! Wake up!" It was my mother's frantic voice. I must have fainted or something. I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the couch and my mother and Phil where standing over me.
"What happened?"
"You fainted." Relief washing over my mother's face and voice. Then it hit me what Phil said.
"He can't be dead. You said that they only found his car. Maybe he isn't dead. Maybe he tried crawling away and someone found him. He could be at a hospital. He might be unconscious."
"If he was at a hospital they would have notified the police. They would have looked for ID."
"What if he forgot his wallet. I called him in the middle of the night and he was sneaking out. Maybe he forgot. He could still be alive."
"The police think that if he survived the crash that something else might have gotten him. If he did try to crawl away and didn't have the strength to fight off a wild animal or if he was in bad shape from the accident. The police are not sure where his body is but they are not hopeful that he has survived."
I couldn't believe it. That he might not come back to me. I couldn't give up hope. Until they find his body then there is still hope that he is alive somewhere.
