He left, He's not coming back...

I had been saying that over and over again in my head for the last 2 months, I was like a robot school home dinner to work bed then it started over every day on the weekends I just sat in my room doing nothing just staring out the window.

The past to weeks have been hell I've been so sick I barely make it through my routine but I can't tell Charlie he will just send me to Florida to live with Renee and I can't have that. I know he isn't coming back yeah I know he left because he thinks he's protecting me but he would never admit that. but I can't imagine being somewhere where I could forget he exsisted, no i needed to stay here where the reminder that he is out there is all around me.

Charlie found out Jessica told her mom she heard me being sick in the bathroom between classes leave it to Mrs. Stanley to but into other peoples lives.

"Dad I am not going to Florida if it makes you feel better I'll go see Dr. Green after school, just promise not to send me to Florida." I looked him in the eyes trying to show him that I'll try hrader.

"Fine but you let me know what he says, promise?"

"Cross my heart." I said as I got in my truck and headed to school.

The day seemed to drag on finally the last bell rang and I ran out of the building eager to get this doctor thing over with.

I pulled up to the hospital and went inside Dr. Green was able to see me right away and as i sat on the table half hour later waiting for the results of a blood test I tried to think of something other then the last time I was in a hospital. I was reading a particularly gross poster about foot fungus when Dr. Green came in clipboard in hand.

He didn't seem to know where to start so I asked, "So what's the verdict doc am I going to live?"

An innocent enough question but the look on his face made me rethink my choice of words.

He cleared his throat then gave me the news "Bella the test results show that your pregnant."

And that was it my stomach lurched and I barely made to to the sink before hurling in it.

Stood up right and wiped my mouth with a paper towel, I turned to and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes Bella we ran the sample twice."

He asked me a few question and he determined that I was about 2 months along I told him I knew exactly when I had conceived, my birthday or to be exact the night before everything went wrong. I had left that last part out though didn't need to have to explain my self.

After assuring me that the sickness I was feeling was 100% normal he wrote me a prescription for prenatal vitamins and sent me on my way after making me promise to tell Charlie. Which I promised reluctantly.

I sat at the table waiting for Charlie to come in, I had seen him pull up from the living room window.

I heard the door open and close then the sound of him hanging up his gun belt.

"Bells!" he called out as he rounded the corner

"In here dad." I cringed at the sound of my voice it was rough from all the crying I had done in the hospital parking lot before pulling it together and driving home.

"Hey, what are you doing in here in the dark," he paused as he flipped on the switch and when he saw my face he switched gears, and faster then I thought possible came to kneel in front of me. "Bells what wrong talk to me!"

The worry in his voice only made it that much harder but I knew I had to tell him, after everything I had put him through the last few months I had to be honest.

So I just said it.

"Dad I'm pregnant!"

Those three word were all I needed and he fainted.