A/N This chapter's not terribly long but here it is anyway. This is all I planned for it. Thank you guys for all the support so soon.

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Chapter 2 - Doctors

*March 29th (2 months)*

Renesmee's POV

The off white walls of the clinic had 342 tiles. I had counted. It was 10:15 and my appointment wasn't until half past, In our nerves we had left way too early for the clinic in Port Angeles. Glancing to my left I noticed Bella was nervously twisting a strand of hair around her finger, as though she were the one who was waiting to find out if they were going to be a mother at sixteen. I slumped deeper into the hard seat trying not to look around at the other faces in the room. The other scared teenagers, happy expectant women and the judging older eyes on me.

I felt Bella huff beside me. Turning to face her I saw her eyes staring hard at me.

"What?" I snapped, not really having a reason to do so. After swearing her to secrecy I had begged her to come with me, not wanting to be alone, despite all the crap happening in her life. It had been months but she still wasn't over Edward. She still had nightmares.

"Are you really not going to tell me?" Bella huffed, crossing her arms and staring me down.

I looked away guiltily. "If I'm not pregnant it doesn't matter does it." I muttered, staring at my worn chucks.

"Of course it matters Renesmee." She sighed, touching my shoulder.

"No," I stood quickly, hysteria coming over me again. "It doesn't. If I'm not pregnant I'm going to pretend it never happened."

Bella stood, facing me. She was slightly taller and that difference made me feel like a child being scolded. "And if you are?"

I swallowed. "Then you'll find out soon enough." Before she could reply I rushed to the bathroom quickly.

Inside I took deep gasping breaths as I tried to keep from crying. I turned on the cold water and splashed some over my face. How could I have been so stupidly irresponsible? More often than not Jake and I had forgotten the importance of protection. I knew I wasn't on the pill but in the heat of the moment I had forgotten to mention it. Looking up at the dripping face in the mirror I tried to imagine myself as a mother.

I was halfway there with my bob cut hair and fore fringe, but I couldn't see a child in my arms. I couldn't imagine my stomach swelling and walking around Forks with a pram. What was worse, I couldn't see Jacob doing it either. I couldn't see him as a dad, picking up a child. Taking one to the park or to school. What was I could see was hatred in his eyes as his best friend took his future away.

I had lost track of how long I'd been staring in the mirror when a quiet knock made me jump.

"Ness," Bella's voice came through the door. "It's time."

I nodded though she couldn't see me and I took a deep breath, opening the door. She didn't look annoyed anymore as she reached out her hand to me and I sent a little prayer up for whoever gave me such a good sister. Clutching hers tightly we walked into the doctors room. She was a perky blond who couldn't be more than 35 and was wearing bright red lipstick.

"I'm Doctor Wynne, I'm sorry your usual physician couldn't be here." She said looking down at a file. My file. I sat down and Bella pulled over a chair so she could continue to hold my hand. "So Renesmee, the results of your test have come in." She stated, finally looking up at me. If she was shocked by my age she hid it well, smile still firmly in place.

I nodded, waiting for her to go on.

"You're about 2 months pregnant." I released the breath I was holding in a burst. My heart was hammering in my chest and I was vaguely aware of a hand squeezing mine.

"We can discuss your options." She said her voice solemn. "There's parent planning and classes, or you could decide to put the baby up for adoption." At my lack of reaction she carried on. "There's also termination."

"I don't want to terminate." I forced out. I looked at my sister, her sad supportive eyes staring back. "I'm going to have the baby."

"Okay," The doctor said nodding. "In that case I'd like to take an ultrasound to ensure that everything's as it should be at this stage." She moved to roll the machine over as she talked. "If possible, I would also like to have the father's medical information to see if there's anything hereditary that can be passed on."

I laid back and lifted my shirt to just under my breasts. The doctor rubbed the bottle of gel between her hands to warm it before squirting it onto my abdomen. It was still fairly cool. She took the wand and rubbed into over my stomach, adding light pressure. The monitor lit up and I saw something small moving on screen.

"Oh my god." Bella's first words slipped out.

The doctor sent her a smile. "That's your baby. It looks a little small but that could be a dating issue. It looks perfectly healthy and I can't see any complications at this point." She looked at me with a smile that dropped as soon as she saw me. My face was buried in my hands and I was crying. Looking at that little moving figure on screen made me realise that it was really happening. I had well and truly fucked up.

"I'll give you a moment." She said, removing the wand and turning off the screen. She handed Bella a box of tissues and left the room.

"Ness," Bella sighed, wiping my tears with a tissue. I grabbed one for myself and wiped the goo off my stomach. Pulling my shirt down, Bella wrapped me in a hug. "I'll be there for you, and so will dad . . . after he kills you." She tried to joke.

"It was Jake." I mumbled at last.

Bella pulled back, staring at me in shock. "What?"

"Jake and I, we . . ." I wiped away the new forming tears. "We aren't together or anything. It was . . . it was just for fun." I tried to explain. Bella's face was frozen in shock, or maybe horror.

The Doctor walked back in at that moment. "Is everything alright now?" She asked, but I'm sure she could feel the tension in the room.

"Urm, yeah." I answered when it became clear that Bella wouldn't say anything. I pushed myself to the edge of the chair and Bella slumped in hers once more.

"Okay then." Doctor Wynne injected into the awkward silence. "Well, you're going to need to make another appointment at the desk for next month and by then we should have a clearer image of your baby." She nodded at me. "That's all, I'll see you soon Renesmee."

I said goodby and Bella and I left. She didn't say one word to me the entire drive home. She just turned on the radio and stared straight ahead. By the time we pulled up outside our house I was on the verge of hysteria again.

"Bells," I whispered, turning to look at her. "Please say something."

"You need to tell dad." She said after clearing her throat. "And . . . Jacob." She seemed to have trouble saying his name. I nodded heavily. I had been nodding a lot today.

"Just give me some time." I begged. Bella finally looked and me and reached out to pat my hair. We both got out of her rusted truck and went inside. Dad was working a shift at the station, much to my relief and I went upstairs to my room.

"I'm going to make us some dinner." Bella yelled up and I made a noise of acknowledgment. Once inside my room I collapsed on my bed next to my laptop and pulled into onto my lap.

I began to look up baby toys and cribs. Looking at that fluffy crap I began to cry once more. I drifted to information websites and was surprised by how quickly I would grow. At three months I would already have a prominent bump. Sighing I shut my laptop and curled up on my side, falling asleep quickly.

SA **** SA

The next day, whilst I was at the library avoiding Charlie, Jake and researching my future some more Bella ran off to Italy for Edward. I didn't find out until I got home that night and saw him sitting at the kitchen table, his phone in his hands.

"Your sister is gone." He said as I entered the room.

"Where?"

"Italy." He snorted, though it was humourless. I could feel the fury rolling off of him in waves and it was making me uncomfortable. "I brought home dinner." He said, gesturing to where the chinese containers sat on the stove.

I moved over to it and served us both, getting Charlie a beer from the fridge and a bottle of water for myself. We ate in uncomfortable silence. Before I had finished eating Charlie stood and kissed my forehead.

"Goodnight Renesmee." He said as he moved up the stairs to his room. I stared after him for a moment before picking up our plates.

I tidied the kitchen, washing our plates and putting the leftovers in the fridge. I puttered around downstairs, cleaning rooms and watching TV, thinking about what Bella had done. How could she? He had left her flat and broken, and Charlie and I had had to help her. Even Jacob had done his bit. Now she had left us, me, for Edward once more.

When I finally went upstairs I was in a silent rage and Charlie was awake despite his goodnight. I knocked and stuck my head round his door. He was sitting by his window, phone still in hand.

"Dad," He looked over at me. "Did she say when she was coming back?" Charlie's glance down answered my question. When he didn't say anything else I left his room and went to bed, angry at Bella and myself.

A/N Tada! Two chapters in a day (technically). Just fair warning that this story is not going to be chronological. Review and favourite and I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

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