Chapter 2: Hallow

Bella sighed as she tried to pick up one of the boxes in her room. "Here let me get that," Emmett insisted, picking up the box.

"Emmett, I'm pregnant not dying," she answered.

"The box is too heavy, you're restricted on how much you can lift," Emmett informed as he carried the box out of her room.

Bella sighed and looked around her bedroom, biting her lower lip. There were still drawings that were hung up on her wall that she did when she was in grade school. Then there was her high school graduation picture that sat in the corner of her desk yet. She swallowed hard and looked up when Charlie walked in. "Hey kid," he said quietly.

"Hi," she answered.

"The truck is all set and ready to go," he informed.

She nodded her head slowly and went to leave the room. Charlie reached out and grabbed his daughter's wrist gently and pulled her into his arms. Bella stood still but then she hugged him back tears falling down her face. "I love you Bella, I love you very much," he whispered into her hair. Bella sniffled a little.

"I love you too dad," she answered.

He rubbed her back and let her go before they went downstairs.

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Another month rolled by and Bella was sitting in a doctor's office, waiting for the nurse to call her in. She still wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she had already crossed abortion off her list. No matter what, it wasn't the baby's fault it was created. She just wasn't sure if she could raise the baby on her own with the non-existent memories of her rape.

Bella started twisting her ring around on her pointer finger and tried to keep herself calm. She closed her eyes and started counting backwards from ten. "Bella?" A nurse called. She got up from her chair and followed the nurse.

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Edward walked down the hall with two charts in his hands. "Nancy, these are Mrs. Thomson's transfer papers, send those over ASAP please," he told her.

"Yes doctor," she answered smiling.

Edward sighed a little. "Who else am I seeing today?" He asked.

"A Bella Swan, she's down in the maternity part waiting for a sonogram to be done," she replied.

Edward looked towards the hall he had to go down. "Thank you," he told her. She nodded and watched him walk away.

The young man stopped at the door he had to go to and knocked before opening. His eyes widened a little at the young woman sitting on the examining table. She was absolutely stunning, her long, curly brown hair, her brown eyes, her pale complexion. She had to be the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. "Bella?" He asked.

"Yes," she replied.
"Hi I'm Dr. Cullen and I'll be performing the sonogram today," he informed.

She shook his hand briefly and let out a sigh. "Nervous?" He asked smiling a little.

"You can say that," she replied quietly.

Edward brought the Doppler over and pulled a stool up. "I'm going to need you to pull your shirt up," he informed.

"Okay," she said nervously as she pulled her shirt up.

Edward took the gel and put it on her stomach before grabbing the scanner. "Turn the screens on here," he commented more to himself than to her. He pressed the scanner to her stomach and looked around at the screen. "Here we are Bella," he told her pointing to the screen.

Bella looked over at the screen and looked what he was pointing out. "You're about three and a half months along," he commented. She nodded her head slowly and let out a deep breath. She looked over at the doctor who was examining the fetus and noticed that he looked almost too young to be a doctor. But he looked handsome with his slightly messy bronze colored hair, emerald green eyes, in his white lab coat, blue button down shirt, light blue tie, tan khakis, and black shoes. He was handsome, she would admit that. Edward cleared his throat, wiping the gel off her stomach. "Everything's developing nicely. I'd like to see you back here at your fifth month and have a checkup," he informed.

"Okay," she answered.

"Are you taking your prenatal vitamins?" He asked as he looked over her chart.

"Yeah," she replied.

Edward started writing a few things down and tapped the pen. "How are your symptoms?" He asked.

"Not as harsh as they were a couple of months ago," she replied.

He nodded his head slowly and closed her chart. "It was nice meeting you Bella, just make another appointment with Nancy before you leave," he told her.

"Okay, thanks," she answered.

He gave her a small smile and left the room. Bella let out a sigh as she got off the examining table and went to talk to the woman at the desk about her next appointment when she spotted a sonogram picture sitting there for her. She picked it up and looked at it, biting her lower lip. Even though it looked like a dot on the picture, it was her baby. She sat down on the stool that the doctor was just sitting in and chewed on her bottom lip. This was her baby, the being growing within her at this very moment. After awhile, she got back up and left the room with the picture in hand.

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When Bella got home, she was sitting on her living room floor looking through some pictures of her scrapbook, most of them were pictures of her time in high school and college. This would've been her last year of college, if she went back. She reached into her purse and pulled out the sonogram of her baby, moving to the back of the book, placing it in one of the slots. She took out a pen and scrolled underneath it 'baby at 3 and a half months'. She let out a deep breath and grabbed her cell phone, dialing one of the numbers on a pamphlet next to her. "Yes I'm Bella Swan and I would like to choose a family for my baby…I'm three and a half months along," she said into the phone when someone picked up.

The next day, Bella walked into the adoption agency and saw a woman standing there. "Bella?" The woman asked.

"Yeah, that would be me," she replied.

The woman held out her hand. "I'm Diana Tucker, I'll be the one handling all the adoption proceedings," the woman informed.

"Okay," Bella answered nervously.

Diana and Bella went down the hall and into one of the offices. "So you're three and a half months pregnant?" She asked.

"Yes," Bella replied.

The woman sat there with some notes. "Would you like an opened adoption or closed?" She asked.

"Um…open. I would like to get pictures and see how the baby's doing," Bella replied quietly.

Diana was writing down her answers and cleared her throat. Bella felt like the walls were closing in on her and felt the nausea kick up a notch the longer she sat there answering the questions this woman was asking her. She was wishing her dad was there or Emmett, anyone than just herself. "Bella, when the time comes, will you be mentally ready to give this child to another couple?" Diana asked. Bella swallowed hard.

"I don't know…" she replied truthfully.

Bella looked at the woman behind the desk. "I don't know," she repeated.

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When Bella returned home, she lied down on her bed and curled up in the fetal position with tears in her eyes. She put her hand over her eyes and cried softly. She cried for what felt like hours until her body became so exhausted from the stress and everything that had gone on in the last month, she fell asleep with tears still on her face.