Three and half months later in her cold and lonely apartment Bella Swan was looking at her future in her tiny delicate hands. Her breath was sketchy and she felt as if her whole life had gone to the shits. Not only was Rose and Edward reconciling the marriage and going to counselling(BLA BLA BLAHHH!) but Bella had just found out that she of all the shit and crappy things that have happened to her in her 23 years on planet Earth, they were nothing compared to the little white stick with happy smiley face grinning up at her saying "well done your pregnant" well it didn't really do that. It just felt like that.
"Fuck!" how am I going to face them? How am I going to face HIM! she thought. This is so fucked up. And speaking of the devil duo.
Incoming call Rose Cullen.
"hey rose what's up"
"Bella my darling are you free tonight?"
"er yes I suppose , why?"
"brilliant were having our family dinner as always and as you were sick last week I was checking to make sure you will sill coming now that your all better." yer right sick is what they calling these days huh!
"oh year of course, um what time?"
"Bella silly the same time as always . Don't worry about anything just bring wine ok hunni see you then"
beeeeeeeeeeeep. The line went dead.
"Bye"
how am I going to do this. I should just run away. Oh my days why me. Errr my life is so not ok right now.
fucking Edward Cullen