This is a story I am writing for my creative writing class at school. I changed the name of my characters so that they fit in Twilight. The Characters are Stephanie Meyers, but the story line is mine, so I hope you like it!
I felt everything drain from my body as I looked down at the stick I held in my hand, tears that were once unshed now fell down my face.
"What am I going to do? What am I going to do?" I chanted quietly to myself as I slid onto the floor. "Why, why, is this happening to me?"
I knew in that moment that my life was changing and I would have to make the biggest decision of my life.
I heard a knocking at the door, and a voice rang from the other side of the door, "Bella, is everything ok? Can I come in?" at the voice of my boyfriend Jasper. The waves of fear returned to my body.
"Come in," I said with a scratchy voice, I knew that the best thing I could do was to come forth and just tell the truth.
Slowly he opened the door, when he saw me curled up on the floor of the bathroom, he knew something was wrong.
"Bella, honey, what's wrong?" his voice held so much concern, I could not even look up at his face as he sat down next to me. "Honey, look at me, I am here for you no matter what."
All I could do was raise my hand, and show him the positive pregnancy test that I clutched strongly in my hand. I heard him gasp as he reached for the test, all I did was release a fresh wave of tears.
Slowly I raised my head to look at him, I could see fear, hope, and love written on his face.
"What are you thinking?" I asked him, my voice scratchy from the tears I shed.
"Were having a baby," he muttered repeatedly to himself.
"Yes," I replied.
He than jumped up and said, "Were going to be a family! This is what I have always wanted!" He looked down at me, with a bright smile on his face, only to see the tears running down my face. "Honey, what do you think about this?"
I let out a long sigh and started to talk, "I'm scared. What if, what if, I can't do this? I left my home, my family, to get away from the pain that they caused me. What if this just brings back all of the pain? I can't do this if it does." I answered with a shaky voice. "You and your family have done so much for me, and now this happens, I am just becoming a bigger burden to your family than I first was."
"Bella, Honey, I love you, and so do Ma and Pa. You and our baby could never be a burden to this family. You may not realize this but the day you ran away, you became part of this family. This baby will mean the world to Ma and Pa. It is their first grandchild, and they will love it till the end of time," A sad look crossed his face as he continued. "I know if my parents were still around they would be right here next to us celebrating this joyous moment with us."
I looked up smiling weakly at what he said, taking a deep shaky breath I whispered, "You know that your parents loved you, mine they could care less about me. I don't want to turn out like him." I said with a shudder in my voice.
"We will be nothing like him ever. He is a horrible person, you, you are an angel. This baby will be one of the luckiest in the world to have you as a mother," he said with a firm voice. "If you let me, together, we could be a great family."
"What do you mean by that?" I whispered into his chest and he held me in his arms.
"I knew that one day I would ask you to marry me, can that day be today?" He asked in a pleading but worried voice.
Many thoughts ran through my head when I thought of marriage. I slowly drifted into my memories with my parents. I remembered the day my father walked out on me and my mom, hand and hand with his new girlfriend, saying that we were not what he wanted in life. I lost so much that day, I felt like I could never have a family again because of him.
A year later when, Phil came into my mother's life, I thought there was finally some hope in life. After six months of dating mom and Phil got married, and I finally felt like I could trust having a father figure in my life again. A year and a half slowly past and everything seemed great. Than Phil lost his job, he slowly started to drink more and more, and he got angry.
I was walking home from my friend's house the first weekend of summer break, after my first year in high school; I walked through the front door of my house when I heard the yelling.
I could hear Phil yelling at my mom, telling her that it was her fault that he could not get a job. He grabbed her by her hair and started to hit her, shouting insult after insult in her face. All I could do was gasp at the site in front of me. Making up my mind, I raced towards them.
"Get your hands off her!" I yelled, trying to pry him off her body.
He roughly grabbed my arms when I reached to help my mom. Smirking darkly as he watched me struggle, he let out a deep chuckle, "Oh, you have no right to talk to me like that, little girl, I am your father after all," he said in a mocking tone. He than began to hit me relentlessly, smiling as I begged him to stop. It was than that, I realized just how sick he was.
I slowly returned to reality attempting to put my memories of the past behind me. I could feel the tears falling down my face, I could feel Jasper wiping the tears off my face.
I took a deep breath letting all my pain leave my body. "I want to give it a try. Everything in life has been so hard, I am just scarred of being in more pain, I cannot handle something like that."
"So what is your answer?" Jasper asked nervously.
Taking a deep breath, I answered, "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you!" I said a huge smile forming on my face.
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