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I was gonna regret this. Oh yeah, big time. Bus as Edward's delicate fingers unhooked my bra, there was no looking back. For this moment, I was irrevocably in love with him. Okay, okay, maybe love wasn't the right word. But lust. Definitely
But now, sitting in the stupid cramp bathroom stall at the local Wal-mart; classy, all the regrets I had were multiplied infinitely when I looked down at the damned stick. My eyes were met with a smiley face. A goddamned smiley face! This was in no way an occasion for smiling. Maybe it would be for a happily married 27 year old in the arms of her beloved, but not a single 17 year old high school senior in the shiny walls of a public bathroom. As I hung my head between my knees in shame the overly sweet smell of the green apple air freshener wafted into my face. And with that I was on my knees, praising the porcelain goddess. Yes, this was defiantly not a time for a fucking smiley face.
After what felt like hours sitting in the driver's seat in my car, letting sobs overtake my body I was ready to drive. Honestly, I didn't know were to go. Going home would mean Charlie seeing my red blotchy face, which would lead to him asking me about what was wrong. And that was something I was not ready for, not in the least. So skip that idea, when I moved from Forks to Arizona after my mom remarried Alice and her boyfriends Jasper were among my first friends. Alice was the best friend I have ever had. Well, I hadn't really had that many friends to compare her to, but if I did Alice would blow them outta the water in the friend department. Yes, Alice would know what to say.
"You're…preg… Oh, Bella." Her eyes filled with pity. "How did this happen? I mean I know how, but how?" Alice's usually excited sounding squealing voice held a new serious hone I had only ever heard her use when situations held the utmost importance.
"Alice, I'm so scared. I don't know what to do. I do NOT want a child, but I can't…get it taken care of." I said the words I had been thinking, but not until they were spoken did I know they were completely honest. "I've only had sex once since I've lived in Forks, the condom must have broken? What will Edward do?" I finished, shame and sadness soaking my voice as a thousand more questions filled my head.
"Know what? This isn't that bad. It's not like you're addicted to drugs or have an angry mob boss after you. You got down and dirty with a hottie and know you're incubating a life in your womb. Not that bad at all! We can get through this. I'm here for you." There's my girl, she always knew what to say to find the silver lining.
"Can you come with me, to tell Charlie?" I was going to need her optimism to help reason with Charlie when he found out that the local playboy knocked up his daughter. After we made a few possible outcomes for the situation, I'd track down Edward and tell him.
Edwards own voice echoed in my head "Ready for your world to be rocked?" His velvely voice whispered into my ear followed by a slight nibble. If I had known that my world being "rocked" would result in and expanding waistline, and to vomit at any hint of a sweet smell I'm sure my answer would have been no, instead of a quick "Hell yeah." Stupid Bella, stupid.
I was startled out of my reverie by Alice's surprisingly tight grasp around my body. "Anything Bella, anything you need, I'm here." The words didn't even need to be said, I could tell by the look in her eyes that I was not alone in this. If Edward said it wasn't his, or Charlie and Renee disowned me, I'd still have Alice.
When Charlie got home from work that night, Alice and I were waiting for him at the dinning room table. What the hell was I going to say? "So Charlie, I got drunk and irresponsibly hooked up with a guy at a party about a month ago, and now I'm housing his fetus." Yeah that would be perfect. I could hear Charlie's footsteps outside the door, and I reminded myself to concentrate. Charlie is my father. He loves me. He will love me no matter what. I took one more breath in as I saw the door open. When he saw that Alice was over, his rounded face light up. He always loved her Charismatic attitude, poor bastard. He had no idea what was coming at him.
"Well hello Alice, did Bella invite you to stay for dinner?" He asked looking at the clock it was six o'clock, around the time I usually his dinner waiting for him. When he saw that there was no food, and then he looked at my face a little more, he realized something wasn't right. "Bellsie, what's wrong?" His voice went from happy to terrified.
"Daddy, if you could please sit down, I have to tell you something." I motioned towards his usual chair for him to have a seat. "Before I tell you, I just want you to…" Before I could say the words he interrupted me.
"You'd better tell me whatever it is this instant young lady," Oh shit, he used the dad voice.
"I'm pregnant." Nice and simple, just put it out there. I felt Alice's hand cup mine and I give me a reassuring squeeze. Charlie's face turned shades of red I've never seen before. I could tell that he was picked the words as best he could, and waiting for him to speak was worse punishment imaginable. Slowly Charlie pushed his chair away from the table and slowly went up the stairs to his room. I was thankful that Alice was with me because I too this opportunity to sob onto her shoulder again. My own father couldn't even look at me. Chief Swan couldn't even look at his whore of a daughter. When my sobs turned into a light trickle of tears, I decided I would have to face him again. I also decided I would have to do this on my own, so Alice made her way back to her house. When I got into his room, he sat at the end of his bed, with his face in his hands, and I couldn't be sure, but it looked like he was crying. When he heard me coming he looked at me. The look on his face was on of shame, but something told me it was shame towards himself, not me. I made my way to him and sat next to him placing my head on his shoulder. He let out a long breath he might have been holding since we were down stairs, and read his hand to stroke my hair. "We will get through this Bella, whatever you decide." He slowly began rocking me like he did when I was 2 and afraid of the monsters in my closet. And I knew he was right. As of right now I had my best friend and my father, with their help I would get past this.