AN: Wow. I sort of gave up on this story but then decided to resume it once more. I have 8 reviews! I'm not sure if I will continue this story after this chapter but I want to see what you think! Without further ado I give you chapter 2!
P.S: This chapter is a peek into Edwards mind!
My life was mediocre. It was the same monotonous routines I did every day. Every morning I would wake up at exactly 5:45 in the morning. I would do 50 pushes. 100 crunches. 50 sit ups and then do 45 reps with my weights for each arm.
Then I would shower and eat breakfast and I would get dressed and leave the house by 6:40 every morning. I took the same back roads to get to the station and arrived at 7:00 every morning or if I had the 24 hour shift I'd be awake and cleaning the trucks.
It was nothing like the life I used to live at the Seattle University. I had the dreams of becoming a doctor and moving on with my life but everything changed.
My ex-girlfriend Jessica had come to me one night and dropped the news on me.
*Flashback*
I was just sitting down to eat my bowl of pasta when I heard a timid knock on the door. I stood and answered. Jessica stood there with fresh tear tracks. I pulled her in quickly and shut the door behind me as she slumped into the living room.
She sunk onto the old sofa and I noticed her shoulders were shaking. I sat beside her and held her to my chest.
"I d-don't know how to t-tell you!" She wailed and I soothed her by rubbing her back.
"Whatever it is you can tell me Jessica you know this." I said while I was a little uncomfortable. Romance was not one of my strong points.
"I'm pregnant." She said bluntly.
I froze as I stared down at her. I leapt up for the sofa, dust flying in the air. I covered my face as I hunched over. This couldn't be happening. I took deep breaths as I sat down once more.
"Edward?" She asked while scooting towards me. I didn't know what to say. What were we going to do? I couldn't raise a kid! I didn't know how!
"I just need you to leave." I said softly and I felt her rise and she stormed out.
*2 weeks later*
I had been thinking really hard about the decision and I had told my parents. My mother was thrilled to be a grandmother and she vowed she would help us every step of the way. My father sided with my mom. He was a little disappointed we weren't married but as long as we loved the child he was fine.
I called Jessica back to my house and she came over quickly.
"Jessica I think we should keep it." I said and she wrenched her hands that I was holding in my own.
"I can't give birth!" She hissed and I looked at her.
"I was going to have an abortion!" She snarled and I grew angry.
"That's wrong and you know it!" I said and she stood up angrily.
"You can't control me Edward! I can do whatever the hell I want! It was nice knowing you Edward!" She spat as she spun on her heel and stormed from my apartment.
I sat in shock. My little son or daughter was about to be slaughtered by ruthless Jessica. I knew it was out of my hands though. If she wanted to then she would.
So I went on with my life and I told my family and my mother was crushed. I didn't believe in abortion. Jessica knew that yet she was so selfish. This was typical Jessica though.
*End Flashback*
I had put that to the back burner of my mind until one night a year later.
*Flashback*
I was already asleep but the consistent pounding on my door roused me. I groggily dragged myself out of bed and went to the door.
Jessica stood there in a heavy coat since it was pouring rain. A little bundle squirming in her arms. She simply threw it into my arms and ran off. I stood there dumbfounded as the baby screamed. A note was attached to the blanket. Suddenly with a sickening feeling I realized it wasn't Jessica.
I shut the door and soothed the little baby. I balanced her while reading the note.
Dear Edward,
I want to tell you I'm sorry first off. I couldn't bear to see you in person so I had my mom give her to you. Yes it's a girl. I named her Amelia Josephine Stanley Cullen.
I'm giving her to you because let's face it. I'm not ready to be a parent. I know I'm being selfish and a complete bitch but hear me out. I'd rather give her to you than her having to be forced to go into a stranger's home.
I want to live my life without the burden of being a mother. I'll always remember you both. I will always love you.
Love, Jessica.
I angrily threw the note on the ground as tears welled in my eyes. I would not cry! I'm a man! That was most definitely the last time I ever heard from her.
*End Flashback*
I hated Jessica for being so selfish to me! Yet I was glad that she gave Amelia to me or as we all call her Jo now. She was the cutest little girl you'd ever see. She had long bronze hair like mine that tumbled in ringlets to the middle of her back. Her eyes were emerald green like mine yet her facial features were that of Jessica's. She had my defined cheekbones though and I thought she looked so much like me that she would act like me but boy was I wrong.
She had her own attitude and her own individual self and she wouldn't let you forget it.
Currently she was at my mother's while I had to cover the 24 hour shift at the station. They were saying on the weather channel that some rough storms were going to come blowing through here by nightfall. I wasn't too keen on that because that meant calls left and right about trees down or power lines down.
That's why this job here was just almost plain boring. There wasn't anything to do and there were hardly fires. I simply went down into the mess hall and sat down with the morning paper. I had taken my shower already and gotten dressed. Most of the other guys were still sleeping.
I ate my jelly on toast and sipped the scalding coffee as I read all about the missing persons and the murders and the stock market glories and falls. I read about some schools plead for money and how some dog save a blind woman's life.
The day passed slowly and all I wanted to do was go home and cuddle with Amelia. At least I had patrol so maybe I could stop by my house since it was around dinner time. I got into my truck and glanced up at the clouds that were blackening and swirling angrily. It was sure going to be a nasty one.
As soon as I drove out of the station big, fat drops of rain tumbled from the sky and landed with a plop on my windshield. I sighed as it began to pour and lightning was flashing and the thunder deafening. Soon I could barely see the road as I turned onto I-19 and I saw something. My heart skipped a beat.
It looked like lights but they were faint. I put on my lights on the top of my car and tried to get a better look.
Hell! There was a giant dent in the ramp and it looked like a car was smoking below. I jumped out of the car and was instantly soaked to the bone. I rushed to the driver's side to see a woman unconscious against the headrest. Smoke was billowing out from under the hood and I could smell the gasoline leaking. The door to the backseat was open and I was confused.
"Hello! Ma'am can you hear me?" I shouted while I tried to pull away the brush and branches that surrounded the door of her Chevy.
I received no answer.
"Ma'am I need you to respond if you can hear my voice!" I tried again with a panicked tone. No answer.
"Ma'am I need you to respond to my voice!" I said in a commanding tone. I think she groaned but I wasn't sure. The sound of the hissing engine and howling wind made it hard to hear. I finally got her door to open when she suddenly bolted upright scaring the hell out of me.
"Where is he?" She cried frantically, her eyes searching everywhere around me.
"Where is who?" I asked in a confused voice.
"Anthony! ANTHONY!" She suddenly screamed shrilly and I was surprised. Did she hit her head harder than I thought? I reached for my radio and I patted my pockets. It was still in my cab! Damn it!
She pushed me away from her and stumbled out of her car and she slipped in the mud and I moved to help her but she smacked my hand away.
"I don't think you should be moving around so much right now. Take it easy and I'll go call dispatch." I said as calmly as I could. She was in hysterics.
"No! I have to find Anthony! He's all alone!" She wailed as she tried to scale the steep slope of the hill and she slipped quite a few times.
"Who is Anthony?" I asked feeling like an idiot.
"Anthony is my son!" She cried while looking up at me desperately. I took her hand and led her towards my truck where I dug out my radio and phoned in.
"Forks 1 this is Cullen her and I have a car crash on I-19 near Fern St. and a missing child alert and I need dispatch immediately and a search party over." I said and I waited while she nervously bit her fingernails.
"Cullen this is Forks 1 and a search party and dispatch are on their way along with an ambulance over." Angela's voice said and I sighed in relief.
I looked at her and her face was extremely pale and she stumbled and I caught her before she could fall and crack her skull on the sharp rocks of the road. I led her to the grass and draped blankets around her shaking form. She looked so frail sitting there.
I was about to phone in and tell my parents I wouldn't be home for dinner when suddenly she was up.
"ANTHONY!" She screamed desperately cupping her hands around her mouth.
"ANTHONY!" She tried again.
I decided to help her.
"ANTHONY!" I shouted and she looked at me in surprise.
"Hey! I need to tell you something!" She said and I looked at her as she rushed towards me.
"He won't answer you. He isn't mentally retarded but he has speech impairment problems and he won't answer back." She said and I nodded but internally I sighed. Great. We're basically on a wild goose chase calling for someone who wouldn't even answer back.
"Don't worry ma'am we'll find your son." I said as the blaring sound of the sirens filled the night.
A/N: How was that? Please please please tell me! I want feedback to know if I should stop or night! That was kind of a long chapter and I hope it wasn't too much information! If I could have at least 3 reviews or maybe 4 that would be terrific!
