Chapter 1
B Pov -
Hi, my name is Isabella Marie Black, but most people call me Bella. I am 19 years old. I live in Forks, Washington with my husband, Jacob Black, and our 2 month old daughter, Mackynzie. My husband and I have been married for almost a year. We went to high school and fell in love instantly. We got married right after high school.
My father, Charlie Swan is the police chief of Forks. He didn't approve the marriage since I was only 18, but we got married anyway. My mother passed away when I was 11 years old. Before she died, her and my father got divorced and she got remarried to my step-father, Phil Dwyer.
About 2 months after Jacob and I got married, he come home one night after playing poker with his friends very drunk. When he walked in the door he said, I'm home, baby."
"Hey. Did you win anything", I asked. He slowly walked over to me and he slapped me across the face.
"No. I didn't win anything you bitch!"
"Sorry for asking and that was no reason to slap me", I said. He slapped me again, harder that time.
"DO NOT TALK BACK TO ME", he said and punched me. I didn't know what was happening. He has never acted like this before. He put both of his hand on my waist, flipped me over his shoulder, and took me up stairs. He threw me onto the bed and jumped on me.
He started kissing me roughly. I knew what he was trying to do. I wasn't even close to being ready for that, at least not after the little incident that happened down stairs. He started taking my clothes off and I said, "No."
That made him angry and me slapped me again. He took of the rest of my clothes, or ripped the rest of my clothes, and his off. He was really hurting me. I didn't know what to say.
When I woke up that morning, he was still asleep. I didn't know what had happened. I hoped it was a dream though, it wasn't. I looked in the full body mirror and I was bruised from head to toe. I talked to him about it and he said he didn't know what had happened. He was lucky I didn't call the cops.
About a week later, I started feeling kinda strange. I went to the store and I bought some pregnancy tests. To be honest, if I was pregnant, I wouldn't be surprised. I got home and I did 3 tests and set them on the bathroom sink. I went back up 15 minutes later and all of them were positive. I didn't know how he would react to that.
He got home from work and I knew I had to tell him then. I walked down stairs and said, "Honey, I have to tell you something."
"What is it, babe? I have a lot of work to do", he said.
"Well, I don't know how to say this but, I'm pregnant", I said and with that he came over to me and threw me into the wall. He walked out the door and drove away. I got up and grabbed my keys and drove to the hospital. I was going to make sure that the baby was okay.
When I got to the hospital, I went to the front desk and asked if I could see Doctor Cullen. She said I could and called him up. He came to me and took me into a room.
"So can you tell me what is wrong?", he asked. I didn't want to lie because he was so nice to me, but Jacob said if I told anyone he would kill me and to be honest, I really think he would.
"I tripped and fell onto my stomach pretty hard.", I lied.
"Oh, so did you feel like you broke anything."
"No, it's just that I recently found out that I was pregnant and I wanted to make sure that the baby was okay."
"Okay. I'll go get the ultrasound machine.", he said and walked out of the room. He came back in and told me to lie on my back. I did as I was told and he put gooey cold stuff on my stomach. He rubbed a thing on my stomach and found where the baby was.
"The baby is perfectly fine, but if you fall again, something bad might happen.", he said and with that he scheduled me for a monthly check-up. I went up to the front desk to confourm it and left.
After that, every month I went for my check-up and Jacob didn't even touch me while I was pregnant. So, I was glad, but he said that he wasn't going to help with the baby or provide. He said that was my responsibility. I was completely fine with that because I had a nice job. I worked at the hospital in Seattle as a pediatric nurse. That helped a lot because I knew how to take care of babies and kids.