THE END OF A NEW BEGINNING
CHAPTER1
The characters in this story belong to Stephenie Meyer.
I was walking down the hallway on the way to lunch with Angela. She's the only one I will talk to since….he left. He left over two week's ago and he took my heart and my soul with him. I'm a zombie. The only time I truly feel something is when I'm with Ang. But I still don't think it's enough. But, I can actually talk to her with out it being to akward. I actualy told her how much I miss him and when he left she was the shoulder I cried on and still do. She's the only thing that keeps what's left of my life at bay.
What makes it so much harder about…Ed. Him leaving is that I really did and always will love him, even if he doesn't feel the same way about me. Three weeks before he left me he caved and we made love it was such a magical experience and I made out alive, so that was a plus. But now I wish I didn't. I was like every stupid teenager and thought that since he took that chance and made love to me that...well, he loved me and that we would be together now and forever. But I was wrong, so terribly wrong.
He told me I was just a distraction. That he grew old of me I bet you he never really loved me. I always wondered what he say in me and now I know it proubly wasn't much that he left like that. But… all the same I will always love him. Even with the hurt I have that lifeless hope in the back of my head that he will come back to me. But I'm not stupid I knowit won' happen, that he most likely found another someone beautiful who he can love for eternity. I have to stop thinking about him it just hurts to much.
So I was walking down the hallway when I started to feel sick…again. It's been like that for the past week and a half. So I instantly shot off to the nearest girls bathroom and started pucking my guts out. I didn't even bother to close the stall behind me, and I don't think anyone was in there. But then I felt someone holding my hair back and I didn't know if I should be thankful or embaresed that someone is seeing me like this. When I finally stopped throwing up I turned my head around to see a very concerned Angela staring down at me.I think she thought I was going to start again.
"Don't worry I think I'm done Ang... um, thanks for holding my hair and everything," I said trying to give her a week smile as we walked out of the stall and me to the sink to wash my hands, mouth and face. Yeah that certainly wasn't embarrassing at all. Well not that I really, both her and I know I don't feel much. So it's an improvement that I managed to get some color in my checks.
"Are you sure Bella? That's like the fifth time this week you've gotten up. Are you sick?" she asked me as I turned the water on the sink off so I could hear her. I had a horrible migraine. "I don't know if I'm sick but I have been getting a lot of migraines along with the throwing up and all." I seriously had no idea what was wrong with me.
But when I spoke that sentence and it all seemed to click in her head but she didn't seem too happy about it. I almost could have sworn I saw a light bulb pop up right above Angala's head. That's when Angela spoke the words I never expected to hear and I don't think I ever really wanted to hear those words.
"Bbella do you think you could be…prprpregnant. I mean cause it fits all the signs the throwing up, the migraines, and like just last week you told me you were late. Ddo you think you could be."
