AN: Hello everyone! This is a rewrite of my original completed story Remind Me (see my profile). When I started writing Remind Me, I was 15- in junior high school! Now, I have a degree in Creative Writing from Colorado State University (class of 2018 wooop! Wooop!) In December of 2016, I decided to rewrite this story to show you all, my loyal readers (and myself, of course) just how far I've come as an author and a storyteller. Fanfiction is where I started taking writing seriously. I wanted to come back to where I started. For all of you who have read my original story, I know you probably wished I had a sequel instead of a rewrite, but after rereading the original story, I realized it needed a lot of help, which is a good thing! So, I am rewriting this story before moving on to the sequel. I reread what I've rewritten of this story during the summer and dedicated some time to revising each chapter even further. There's just so many typos and grammar issues, I'm surprised that 215 of you were even able to make out what I was trying to say, which is more of a comment of how amazing you all are than anything else. I also thought some chapters should have stopped sooner or gone on later and that there's just too much reliance on Twilight as the back story. While this is a FanFiction and that's kind of the whole point, I just feel like there is so much different in my story than Twilight things should be further explained. So, just to verify the following changes to the first 17 chapters will be mostly grammatical and spelling ONLY. While there will be NO plot changes or story changes in these revisions, you may see some extra words and sentences scattered throughout the revisions. These changes are literally only editor changes to answer questions and make things clearer. So, if you have already read the first 17 chapters, you are more than welcome to reread the corrections, but I just want to make clear that you will not be missing anything major from these revised chapters if you don't. If you haven't started this story yet, sit back, relax, and get ready for an intense roller coaster! I'd like to thank all of my loyal readers for allowing me back into your lives again, and to those of you who are new to this world, welcome! One last thing before I let you all get to the story. I would just like the thank GreenEyedLanaLee for betaing parts of this story.
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Reminder: these aren't Stephenie Meyer's vampires
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five years before
angela's house
forks, washington
bella
prequel: part one
"Ang, I'm never late," I told my best friend that day, almost six years ago. I was pacing in her room. "This can't be happening, can it? Not to me, right? Oh god, I think I'm going to throw up."
"Bella," Angela said. I ignored her and continued pacing across the hardwood floor. She was sitting on her bed against the wall with her computer in her lap.
"What am I going to do?" I asked, stopping and placing my hands on my knees.
"First thing you're going to do is sit down," she said. I ignored her again. Once the idea popped into my head, I couldn't get it out. Pregnant. I started pacing again. Angela got up and put her hands on my shoulders to stop me from wearing a hole in her floor.
"Stop. You need to sit down and relax," she said.
"Relax? Do you have any idea what my mind is going through right now? And you want me to relax! Are you insane?" I panicked and started crying. Pregnant. The word crossed my mind again. By a vampire…
"Well, you're not going to solve anything by freaking out. You need to go at this with a level head." She said. What she didn't know was that my possibility of being pregnant wasn't even the start of my problems. I found out my boyfriend was a vampire a few weeks after we started dating. I sort of figured it out. When I was almost hit by a car but survived because Edward jumped in front of it, I knew there was something…not human about him. I finally got it out of him but told him I loved him anyway…even if he didn't say it back, I knew he felt the same. I guess that's why when he finally did say it six weeks ago, I was so willing to give him everything.
"A level head? If now isn't the time to panic, then tell me, when is?" I started pacing again. She stopped me again and pushed me to the edge of the bed, so I was forced to sit.
"Now, take a breath," she hugged me. "Try to breathe."
"I can't," I said.
"Think of it this way, what's the worst that can happen? I mean, either way, things can be taken care of."
"The worst thing? I could be pregnant! Fifteen and pregnant! I'm smarter than this!" I pushed her away.
"Yeah, you are, Bella, but that's not the point." She said.
"You know what, you really suck at comforting me." I cried.
"I don't know what you want from me." Angela hugged me again.
"I want you to make this all go away. That's what I want from you," I fell into her comfort. I had no idea either of our lives would turn to this when we used to play with dolls in this room.
"I wish I could."
-rm-
I decided to stay the night at Angela's that night. I couldn't face my father yet. Even if I didn't know if I was…or not, he would sense something was wrong. Charlie was great. I mean, the best dad a girl could ask for. There were times, though, a girl needs a mother, and right now, I needed one of my own. Moms are just better at dealing with that sort of thing. I remember when I got my period, I didn't tell Charlie for almost a year. It's not that I told him then either, he caught me coming home late after a tampon run and wanted to know why I was at the drugstore so late. I knew that was something he couldn't understand and when it happened, I thought I was dying. I wished I had a mom then too. My mom left my dad a few months after I was born. She was always a gypsy and got married to my dad after only knowing him for four weeks. I guess a baby in the mix was too much for her to handle. I didn't mind much, though. I never knew her, so I never knew what I was missing by not having her around. Things like this though, I wished she was.
Sure, I couldn't tell her that my vampire boyfriend knocked me up, but she'd have advice on how to make it all okay again. The truth was, I couldn't tell anyone my vampire boyfriend knocked me up, not my dad, and not even Angela.
Angela could know my boyfriend knocked me up. My dad was going to have to know that my boyfriend knocked me up, but neither of them could know my vampire boyfriend knocked me up, not even my make-believe mom. I pushed my candy covered chocolates around in my hand. Somehow those primary colors were so daunting.
"Hey, Bells. I've got something for you," Angela came back into her room with Sarah. Sarah was her Stanford law student sister, and her parents wouldn't let anyone go by not knowing how great Sarah was which left very little room for bragging about how great Angela was. The truth was, I felt really bad for her.
"Oh, hey, Sarah. I didn't know you were home."
"I just got here. I decided to come home for that pesky Christmas thing. You know, big family tradition and all," she laughed. I hugged her. In so many ways, Sarah was like my big sister, maybe even more so than Angela's.
"I'm glad you're home," I said.
"Me too. I heard you are having, um, some situations."
"Ang," I glare at Angela.
"What?"
"Why don't we just put it in the newspapers?"
"I thought she could help," Angela said.
"And I can. Why don't we go to the drugstore and stop off for some ice cream?" Sarah smiled.
"Thanks, but I can't even think about eating right now," I said.
"Well, you have time to change your mind. Come on." She held her hand out for me. I hesitantly took it and looked at Angela.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we have to know at some point, right? "Sarah asked.
"I don't want to know."
"But, we have to. There's no use in panicking if we don't even know what we're dealing with first, right?" Sarah said.
"I guess that makes sense. Fine, let's go. You're coming too, right?" I asked Angela.
"Of course." She smiled.
-rm-
I was quiet in the back seat of Sarah's car as she drove to the drugstore. The sisters chatted, catching up on everything and it almost seemed like they forgot I was there in the darkness of the back seat. I liked it, and I certainly wasn't going to remind them that I was there. At that point, I was really glad that Sarah hadn't taken her clothes and pillows out from her car into her family's home. They allowed me a place to snuggle into and almost hide entirely away from reality.
In the pillows, my thumb hovered over his name. Edward. My boy- my ex-boyfriend. We haven't spoken since that night. That night I lost my virginity. So, I assumed he dumped me and just decided not to tell me. I didn't want to talk to him as much as he obviously didn't want to talk to me, but I pressed Edward's glowing name on the phone and texted him.
I know you don't care considering you've ignored me for six weeks. I didn't want to text you, but I feel like you have a right to know…again I don't know why. You apparently don't care about me…but I think I'm pregnant
Send.
read 8:48
…
He was going to have to know sooner or later. I knew Angela thought I wasn't pregnant, and maybe even Sarah thought so too, but I knew me, and I knew my body, and I knew what we did that night.
"Bella!" Sarah shook my knee.
"Wait, what?"
"We're here," Sarah laughed, still shaking me back into reality. Crap. I don't like it here. I wanted nothing more to go back into my fortress of pillows and no reality.
"Oh. Right. Sorry, I think I just blanked or something."
"I'll say," She laughed, and we all headed into the store.
In the 'family planning aisle,' which I never understood why they called it that, I stared at the mountains of pregnancy tests.
"You're kidding, right? Why are there so many?" I asked.
"Sarah?" Angela asked.
"To trick you into buying the most expensive one, obviously," she rolled her eyes. "I mean look at this one: 'curved handle with a wider tip for easier results.'"
"Why is it easier?" I asked.
"I guess so you don't pee on yourself?" Angela said.
"I'm glad you're having so much fun with this," I sighed.
"I agree with Bella. If you're not ready to have a little pee on your hand, then you're not ready to be a mom, am I right?"
"Oh, then I'll take this one," I smiled softly, and took the box with the fancy curved handle test from Sarah.
"Bells, it's so expensive. Why not get this one instead?" Angela showed me a cheap generic one without all the fancy curved handles and wide tips and such.
"You heard your sister, I am not ready to be a mom. I don't want pee on my hand," I said and threw the pink and white box into our little basket.
-rm-
Back at Angela's, I drank my weight in Sunny D like I was Juno or something. I never thought that would be me when I first saw that movie. Then again, I didn't think I'd ever have a boyfriend, and I definitely didn't think I'd have a vampire boyfriend. I sat in the bathroom by myself waiting and longing for an answer to pop up on any of the tests, Angela decided it was a good idea to get a couple more tests just in case one was faulty or something. It's funny to think now that my whole life dangled on what a little piece of plastic said.
"Well?" Angela asked when I came out of the bathroom. I left the tests and the boxes on the counter. Sarah looked up at me with the same honey- brown eyes.
"Positive. All three of them." I sighed heavily.
"Are you okay?" Sarah asked.
"I think so."
"Think?"
"Yeah. I mean what's so wrong with being 15, pregnant, and single?" I half-heartedly laughed, tears blurring my vision.
The sisters got up and hugged me as I cried into them.
"Oh god," I said.
"What?"
"I have to tell Charlie."
Angela laughed, pushing her glasses up her thin nose, "We'll help you."
"Of course," Sarah said, hugging me even tighter. Angela followed her lead, and I was suddenly a Bella sandwich, bulging at the seams.
I didn't want to talk about what the tests said, and the sisters didn't pry. I was thankful for that. We made a fort downstairs in their basement and watched Netflix. They thought movies would keep my mind off of things, but I couldn't focus on Jenna during her shopping montage in 13 Going on 30. It just didn't seem to matter. When Sarah and Angela brought me ice cream, I played with it until it turned into soup. I didn't want to think about it either, but I didn't have a choice. My mind had other plans apparently. When they fell asleep, I stayed awake. I flipped through the options on Netflix and couldn't find anything that seemed to be interesting anymore. I clicked on something random and stared at that 'read 8:48' underneath my text to Edward until I eventually must've fallen asleep.
I woke up that morning alone in the basement. Sarah and Angela were upstairs eating cereal. They forced me to eat some too even though I didn't want to. I threw it up not five minutes later. I decided I wanted to tell Charlie right away before I talked myself out of it. When we got to my house, Charlie was still sleeping. That was unusual for him. He must've had a long night at the station. He tended to stay at work when I was out with friends. Poor guy. He really needed a girlfriend… or a dog. So, the three of us waited in the living room waiting for Charlie to wake up, playing board games on the floor.
"Oh, good morning, Bella. I wasn't excepting to see you home so soon." He laughed, smoothing his disheveled hair.
"Me either," I said. He tied his robe a bit tighter, and I could see his upper thigh. "Is this a bad time?"
"Of course not. It's never a bad time for my daughter. Why would you say such a thing?" He said, a bit too quickly.
"Dad?"
"Charlie," a woman's voice called out.
"Sue?" My jaw dropped seeing her come downstairs in a slip. Sue lived on the Res, she was friends with Billy- my dad's best friend. She used to babysit me when I was a child and when Charlie was busy with work, she'd come over and help me with my homework. She never completely filled the 'mom position' in my life, but she came close. I never thought of her and my dad ever…being a thing. She blushed.
"Excuse me!" I ran upstairs to throw up, fingers covering my lips.
"Well, that went well." I heard Charlie plop in his old man chair of his. It was one of those ones that really should've been thrown away decades ago. It had patches that were falling off in all different colors, and it was hard to see what color it really was in its original state, purchased during my parent's newlywed years. Their only years. I sighed and fell against the wall of the tub and wiped my mouth with toilet paper. I wish we could leave it at that. That I had thrown up because of my dad's all too public lovemaking session with a woman who used to change my diapers. That was reason enough to want to throw up all over the place, not to mention a little vampire monster child tickling your stomach.
"Oh, Charlie." I heard Sue say. Oh god. I rolled my eyes. After brushing my teeth, I came back downstairs, dragging my feet every shag carpeted step of the way and plopped on the couch.
"Are you okay?" Angela asked.
"Yeah, I'm good. Why don't you take off? I think I've got it covered."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." I nodded. After another hug from the sisters and I was left alone with my father and apparently, his girlfriend.
"I should be going too," Sue said.
"You don't have to." I quickly told her.
"I have to get to work. Sorry about this, Bella. I'll see you soon."
"I'm sure you will." I quietly said and stayed silent until well after she left.
"Did you not have fun last night, Bells?" Charlie finally asked.
"Not as much as you," I muttered.
"That's not really fair."
"Isn't it? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was waiting for the right time." He said.
"And this is the time you choose to be right?"
"You were supposed to be at Angela's, remember?"
"Yes, but I came home early," I said.
"Why?"
"To enjoy this wonderful conversation." I sighed.
"Hey, enough with the attitude," Charlie said. I said nothing. "So, are you going to tell me why you're home so early? If you girls had a fight, why would she come with you and Sarah?"
"It's irrelevant now, dad," I said and got up.
"It's something, Bella."
"It isn't, I'm fine. I just want to go upstairs and take a shower."
"Fine." He said. It was true. One of the best things about Charlie: he doesn't hover.
