I hope all my information in here is right and if it's not it's my story and I've made it my way :P And by the way Renee died when Bella was little, sorry but why else would Bella have lived with Charlie for years.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. =[

"I hate lying to her." I whispered. Edward's eyes were filled with regret too.

It's been a month since that night and we haven't spoken about it at all. I woke up early, six am, and felt a wave of nausea pass me. I bolted up and rushed to the bathroom.

Five minutes later I heard Charlie knock on the door.

"Bella honey, are you alright?" I stood up shakily, rinsed my mouth and opened the door.

"I'm fine, I must have a stomach bug." He looked sympathetic.

"If you're sure you're OK then." He patted my shoulder awkwardly and walked back into his room. I went back to the sink and gave my teeth a good brush, and went to my room to get my wash bag and clothes .

I opened it and suddenly realised how much a little box can change your life. Forgetting all about my shower and pulled on my clothes, ran a brush through my hair and shot out of the door.

I shivered as I unlocked my faithful truck and wished I'd thought to bring a jacket. As I started to drive I started to think logically; it was still early, where would be open?

I drove around until seven and finally found a shop that was open in town.

Luckily no one I knew was there, otherwise I might have died of embarrassment. Just in case I pulled out my phone and pretended to be talking to someone. I opened the door and the bell tinkled.

"Mum, I cannot believe you're making me get this! Why couldn't you?" I paused, "Fine!" I slammed shut my phone and grabbed a pregnancy test to take to the counter.

"Just this please." I said in an annoyed tone. The woman nodded her head and scanned it. I handed her the money and grabbed the bag she offered.

I almost crashed several times while trying to get home but slowed down as I neared the house. I hid the bag under my top because when I opened the front door I could hear Charlie moving around.

"Oh there you are Bells, where've you been?"

"I just went for a drive to clear my head."

"Oh right, well I'm going fishing will you be alright?" I nodded and his face lit up, "OK then, well you know that you can just get anything for lunch and I'll be back around four, OK?" I nodded again and forced a slight smile. Charlie bundled him and all of his gear out of the door and I heard his engine start. I shot off upstairs.

Ten minutes later I forced myself to look. My heart stopped. Funny how a little stick can do that.

A little positive stick that is.

I slid down the wall and fell on the floor in tears. We had spent the last month trying to pretend that it hadn't happened. If Edward was you're average eighteen year old it wouldn't have mattered but he, and his whole family, was very traditional, and things like that just shouldn't happen. The baby shouldn't have happened.

I looked down at my stomach. I had a baby inside me, a little life. I put my hands on top. People would want me to get rid of my baby, I couldn't – wouldn't – let them tell me what to do.

Charlie would be so disappointed in me. Alice, we swore to her that nothing happened, how would she feel, we both lied to her. And Carlisle and Esme they would be so disappointed in their son, Edward wouldn't be able to stand that he loves them so much.

There's only one thing to do, and as much as it hurt me as much as it ripped my heart, I didn't have a choice. I had to leave. I broke down into new sobs. I crawled out of the bathroom and turned on my slow computer.

Where could I go? I didn't have any other family and all my friends where here. But I could go Phoenix. That was where my mum lived before... well before things went bad. Finally the computer loaded it and I typed in Phoenix hotels. I found the cheapest one and booked for a couple of nights.

Then I started the tiring packing. I just packed the essentials and a few favourites; all of the clothes that Alice bought me a month ago, pictures; me and Edward laughing, us two with Alice, Carlisle and Esme, me and Charlie and mum holding a baby me. I shoved everything into a designer holdall that Alice had bought for me then grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.

I started writing the heartbreaking letters.

Dad,

I know this will be hard to understand but I just need to get away from Forks. I am so sorry, I know that I'm you're only family but this is just as hard for me as it is for you. I want you to know that whatever happens I love you no matter what and I hope that you will still love me unconditionally. I don't want to leave but I have to, one day you will know why just not now. Again I'm sorry. Please give the other letters to Edward and Alice and try to keep strong together.

I love you dad forever and always,

Bella

Edward,

Please forgive me Edward but I have to leave and I can't tell you why just yet. I love you more than I ever thought possible and this is breaking my heart even writing this to you. Please move on but don't forget me. I am so sorry but stay strong for Charlie and Alice.

I love you Edward forever and always,

Bella

Alice,

Alice you know you are my best friend forever, we're hardly friends anymore more like sisters, but this is just something I have to do. I have to leave and you can't know why yet, I am so sorry. I really, really don't want to go, I'm leaving so much behind but this really is something I just have to do. I know you probably won't ever want to talk to me again, even if I do come back (I don't think any of you will) but I will always hope. Stay strong for everyone and yourself like I know you can and please carry on with your life.

I love you Alice forever and always,

Bella

Tears had been sliding down my cheeks and dropping onto the letters continuously. I folder Edward's and Alice's up and placed them in envelopes and wrote their names on the front then put them into a bigger envelope with Charlie's name on.

I grabbed my bag and walked down the stairs placing the letters onto the hallway table. I stopped off in the kitchen to grab a quick bowl of cereal and then walked slowly to my truck.

I was leaving. This house had been my home for years and now I was really, truly leaving. I started the long drive to the airport. I had also booked my plane tickets when I booked the hotel, I'm not that stupid. Ah says the one who's running off to Phoenix with hardly any possessions, just enough money to get by and a baby on the way. Maybe I'm a little stupid.

Hours later I finally boarded my plane. I refused the meals, the films and just looked out of the window.

Eventually we touched down everyone cheered. I didn't, I cried inside but pretended to be happy.

"I hope you had a nice flight, please enjoy your stay." Said the woman. I glared at her and her smile faltered before picking back up again to say the exact same thing to the next person.

Luckily because I only had my holdall, which I took as hand luggage, I could go straight away without having to wait for my baggage. I got the shuttle and it took me to my hotel where I checked in.

"Hello I hope you enjoy your stay here, if you have any problems please don't hesitate to ask." The receptionist beamed at me showing her too white teeth slightly covered in red lipstick. I went to my room and cried myself to sleep.

The sickness woke me up again the next morning and I was one of the first people in the hotel up.

As I went down for breakfast I saw two people with their backs to me at the buffet table.

"Emmett. I can't believe you're going to eat that! You could drown in the amount of butter!" The blonde girl was saying. I saw the really muscly, dark haired lad shrug his shoulders and laugh. They turned around and they looked like models.

"I don't see how you can't put this much butter on, I mean I've seen lactose intolerance sufferers with more butter!" I stifled a giggle.

"Oh ha-ha." She said sarcastically, "Just come on and sit down." They walked past me and she smiled, they looked around my age maybe a little older.

I went up to the table and got a piece of toast with a little bit of jam. I turned back and started to look for a table. The blonde girl saw me and waved over to me.

"Are you on your own? Do you want to sit with us?" I smiled and nodded gratefully. She pulled out a chair which I sat in.

"Hi I'm Rosalie." She put out her hand, I shook it.

"I'm Bella."

"Hi Bella, this is Emmett he's a pig." I laughed as Emmett pouted. Rosalie patted his head and he grinned, "Sorry, pet dog. So what brings you to Phoenix?" She asked. I hesitated, they were just strangers but they seemed nice. Should I tell them?

"I – I ran away." Their eyes widened.

"Oh." Rosalie said just as Emmett said,

"Us too." My mouth fell open.

"Honey you look like you're catching flies." Rosalie said shutting it.

"So why've you run away?" I asked.

"Let's just say we're like Romeo and Juliet without the deaths. We fell in love our parents hated each other so we ran away to be together." She explained.

"Aww that is so sweet, but how did you manage it? Just leaving everyone you love?" Rosalie shrugged.

"If my family and friends can't love, at least in some way, who I love then they're not the people I thought they were. So why'd you run away?"

"Erm..."

"You don't have to tell us!" She interrupted quickly.

"No I want to, just don't judge me. I'm pregnant because of a drunk night. I haven't told anyone; my dad, my boyfriend, my best friend I'm an awful person. Now I have nothing and no one." I have never cried so much as I have in the past day and today. I started crying again right in the dining room. Luckily it was nearly empty. Rosalie stood up and came next to me, giving me a hug.

"Shh, Bella it's OK, calm down, everything's going to be alright." Slowly I did calm down and I smiled up and Rosalie. Emmett was looking uncomfortable, "Bella you've got us now, right Emmett? So you have nothing to worry about."

"Really? I mean we've only just met each other! I don't even know your surnames!"

"Emmett McCarty (AN I hope that's right but who cares) nice to meet you!" Emmett said loudly, "And this my girl is Rosalie Hale." I giggled and he looked proud of himself, "And what may I ask is your name?" He had put on a posh voice that you had to laugh at.

"Bella Swan pleased to make your acquaintance." I said, equally as posh. Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"So how long are you here for?" Rosalie asked after we were done being silly.

"I don't know, I'm booked in for couple of nights but I suppose it's really until I can find a place to live."

"That's what we're doing, but luckily my brother owns a real estate business and he's put aside a couple of places for us to look at. I'm sure you can rent one of the ones we don't." My eyes went wide.

"Really?" She nodded.

"I'm really sorry that I'm not suggesting moving in together but we really wanted to live on our own."

"I understand, plus we've only just met." I reminded her.

"That too." She agreed.

"But you're welcome to come over anytime you want. If you phone first." Emmett chipped in. Rosalie nodded excitedly.

"Thanks, thank you so much. I really appreciate this."

"Not a problem, now come on we're meeting Jasper in half an hour." We stood up and Emmett crushed me into a huge bear hug.

"Glad to have met you Bells."

"You too, but can't breathe."

"Oh sorry." He chuckled and put me down and we went to meet up with Rosalie's older brother Jasper.