When teenagers have kids people always have someone to blame.
My name is Bella Swan. I am 27 years old, and I have an 8 year old son. This is my story.
It all started 9 years ago. I remember how much I use to love living in a small town, everyone knew each other and cared for each other. Now I know only one thing to be true, small town only leave you heart broken.
I was always known in my little town, Forks. My mother Renee was the town cop, and a lot of people didn't like having a woman as the head cop, but it never stopped her. The looks I would get when people found out I was Renee's daughter was not nearly as bad as the looks I would get when people found out I lost my dad when I was young.
But the number one way people knew me was that I was Edward Cullen's best friend. When I turned 5 and started school I met Alice and her twin brother Edward. Alice and I were friends, but Edward was my best friend. He was always there.
In 1st grade, I fell off the monkey bars, and hurt my arm. Edward was there hugging me while I cried. In 4th grade some kid was picking on me. Let's just say I felt bad when Edward got in trouble, but the punk never looked at me again. 7th grade when my month gift came, he stuck by me through every mood.
All through middle school people told us to date, but we never did. Until one day a kid asked me out, and Edward flipped out and told me he loved me. Which was a very good thing, because I knew without a doubt in my mind, Edward Cullen was the only guy for me. So we started dating. His parents never liked me; they would tell him over and over how I was trash. He never listened to them.
We dated all of high school. We had plans, were going to go to college together and get married. We would sit outside looking at the stars naming the kids that we wanted, auguring if she would have my hair and his eyes. You know have our 'happy ever after' life together planned to a T.
It was about Christmas time when I found out that our future kids weren't so far in the future. I was pregnant.
Now, both Edward, and I were at the top of our class, and could have easily graduated early, gotten married, and raised our baby, but my mom didn't think it was a good idea. I told my mom first, and she said we should pack up and just move away, the people here would not be okay with this and make life harder than it was about to be.
I wasn't sure how to tell Edward, so I set down, and wrote a letter.
Edward:
This isn't an easy thing to tell you; I have spent the last 2 hours staring at the paper trying to figure out what to say to you. Edward, we are going to have a baby. I know this wasn't our plan, but we can make it work. I talked to the school and I had enough credit to graduate, and so do you, school is over for us. My mom doesn't what the town to know, so we are moving to Tennessee, and I want you to do the same, I got rid of my cell phone, and email, I need to get away from everyone in this small town. We have talked about how suffocating it can be, and I do not want our baby to grow up like this. I need to start over, and I need it to be with you. I know I am asking a lot, to leave your family, but please. Do what you have to and follow me. We can have this baby, and you can stand beside me forever. Forever, doesn't that sound nice?
- Bella.
I took the letter and put all of the information with it and put it in his mail box. The whole way to Tennessee I imaged our new lives as a family.
As I think back on that letter, I remember how nice it sounded, forever, with a beautiful baby, and a family. But of course,
That's not what happened,
Not even close.