Parenthood

by walkeraj

Bella is a single teenage mother that decides to move in with her dad after she gives birth. Edward is a single teenage father over is very overwhemled. They met. Will they fall in love? Please read and review.

1. Chapter 1

Parenthood

BPOV

I'm sitting on the bathroom floor right now looking at the positive pregnancy test in my hands. I just can't believe this. That night I was raped was the worst night of my life and now I have to be reminded of it for the rest of my life. I instantly know what I was going to do. I was going to keep my baby. It is not its fault, it didn't ask for its life and I wasn't going to take its life away.

"Oh no."

I can do this. I can be strong. I am going to be the best mother that I can be. At least I think I can. I suddenly heard the front door open. "Bella, are you home?" my mother called out.

"Bathroom" I yelled to her. Tears in my voice.

"Honey, are you ok?" My mothers voice said from behind the door.

"NO" I said. My voice low.

My mother came into the room and saw the test in my hand. Her eyes went wide. She started to cry. " Is it from that night?" she asked.

"Yes" That was the only thing I could say. She came to sit next to me and have me big hug.

" It's going to be ok." my mom told me. I did make me feel better.

"I going to keep the baby." I suddenly said. But I had to get that out.

"Are you sure. That is a big thing to do. Being a parent is really hard." she said.

"Yes, I'm sure. I've always wanted to be a mother so why not start now. I don't think I could live with myself knowing that my baby is out there somewhere being raised by strangers." I said.

"Ok." was the only thing she said. I could tell she had a lot on her mind.

9 months later

I can't believe that I just gave birth and I am only 16 years old. I look down at the beautiful baby girl in my arms. " Hello Nessie." I whisper down to her. She opens her eyes to look at me. Blue. I wonder what they are going to be. I hope she has mine. I look over at my mom. She has joy all over her face.

"Mom, I want to go live with dad." She looks at me and just nods. She knows that to many bad memories are here and that I want a fresh start.

So here I am on the plane with a 2 day old baby. I know that I moved really fast but once I had the idea of moving in my head and just wanted to leave then. My dad is picking me up at the airport. He was very supportive of my decision to keep the baby and was very happy to hear that I would be moving in with him. So this is the beginning of a new life. I hope that it is a happy one.