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EPOV

She was pregnant. Our carefully constructed, fragile plan was buckling as I sat here. This wasn't the right time. I loved Bella, and I would, without a doubt in the world, love our child. But I couldn't see how we could do this. Bella worked constantly, and even with that we had to scrimp on groceries and bills. I don't remember the last time we went out to eat or bought something without some form of coupon or discount.

But it's our own fault. When my parents found out Bella and I planned to get married so young, they disapproved. They are unfailingly kind and adore Bella, but they thought we should wait until I was done with school to get married. They were right. My parents eventually agreed to be supportive of our union, but with a catch. They said that if Bella and I could make our marriage last for at least seven years, all the money in my trust fund was ours. If not, I had to wait until I was 28 to touch the money. Five years to go.

"Hey, Edward." My lab partner, Tanya slid into her seat next to me and smiled.

"Hi, Tanya." I said glumly, twisting my wedding band.

"You don't seem very happy." She noted, setting her purse the table in front of her.

"I'm just stressed." I explained.

"You can talk to me." Tanya said, patting my arm. "You always help me with my problems, I can return the favor." She was right. I always did give her advice, and I was in no position to turn down any guidance.

"Bella's pregnant." I finally admitted, rubbing my forehead. Tanya squealed a little and I held up my hand to silence her. "This isn't really something we planned. It's not the right time." Tanya shook her head and smiled.

"Edward, it's never going to seem like the 'right time' for a child."

"This really isn't the right time." I explained warily. "I'm in school, for god's sake! I won't be home half the time to the see the kid, let alone be a part of his or her life." Tanya squeezed my shoulder lightly.

"You're going to be a good father, Edward. You're so kind and thoughtful. And you love Bella." I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding and smiled a little.

"Thanks, Tanya." I said. But my fears were far from gone. She smiled back.

"No problem, Edward. Anytime."

BPOV

Where was he? His class had gotten over with an hour ago, and he still wasn't home. Edward had tried to call me, but I was in the shower and hadn't gotten to the phone in time. Edward hadn't left a message. What if he was hurt? Or in trouble? Or-

The front door swung open and Edward half walked, half staggered in the door, supported by a beautiful blonde woman.

"Hi." He managed, grinning at me.

"You're drunk!" I accused angrily. The blonde directed him towards the couch and sat him down, keeping her hand on his shoulder. "Who are you?" I spat. She looked taken aback and looked from Edward to me.

"I'm Tanya Denali, his lab partner." She explained. "A couple of us went out for drinks and….well this one here had a little too much." She laughed, squeezing Edward's arm. Anger surged through my veins when he smiled up at her. "Maybe you should get him a cup of coffee." Tanya suggested, and I clenched my fist.

"You don't have to tell me how to take care of my husband." I said loudly. "I can handle him myself. Thanks for getting him home safely, but you can go now." I knew how bitchy I must have sounded, but I didn't care. I wanted her out of my home and away from my husband.

"I didn't say you couldn't take care of him." Tanya retorted as she walked to the door. "Bye, Edward." She called over her shoulder and he lazily lifted his hand as a goodbye. I angrily slammed the door after Tanya and rounded on Edward, livid.

"How dare you come home like this, you-" I started to shout, but he was already asleep.

EPOV

I woke up with a pounding headache the next morning, and the sunlight scorched my eyes.

"Ugh." I groaned, and sat up. I was on the couch, which was strange…I never slept on the couch.

"You're up." Bella's voice said. I turned my head and saw her standing there in the doorway; her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed. I was in trouble.

"Yeah…why am I on the couch?" I asked, pinching the bridge of my nose and yawning.

"I don't appreciate drunks sleeping in my bed." She snapped. Last night suddenly came flooding back to me. Beer. Lots of beer.

"Oh." I murmured, squinting under the combination of the sunlight streaming in the windows and the hangover I was currently fighting. "Could you get me some Advil or something?" I groaned.

"Get it yourself." Bella hissed. "I have to go to work." She leaned over to pick up her bag, and then turned to walk out the door. She suddenly froze and clutched her abdomen. A little cry escaped her lips. "Oh god." She groaned, biting her lip. "Ow! Edward, it hurts!" She cried, sinking to the floor. I ignored my splitting headache and raced to her side; touching her stomach gently. I then saw something that made my heartstrings pull drastically.

"Bella, you're bleeding, we have to get you to the hospital." I said in a low voice. She let out another cry and clutched her stomach tighter. "Shh, honey, it's going to be alright." I assured her. "You are going to be fine. You both are."

BPOV

I lost the baby.

How was this possible? I was a healthy young woman, and the all the doctor had said was that sometimes these things just happen.

How could something so common hurt so much?

Edward was angry. He spent a good half hour on the phone, trying to find out why this had happened to me. Why I lost the one thing I had always wanted. I lay on my side in my uncomfortable hospital bed, letting my tears soak the pillowcase. Edward sat on the chair next me, not speaking or moving. His gaze was stony; his eyes fixed on the wall behind me.

Eventually his eyes found mine and he glanced at me; pinching the bridge of his nose absentmindedly.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, and his eyes hardened.

"You can't help it, love." His tone was clipped. "It's not your fault."

We didn't speak again for over an hour.

"I have to go to class." Edward said, getting to his feet. "I'll have Alice come stay with you until you're discharged." I tilted my head up to kiss him, but he evaded my lips and softly kissed my forehead.

Aw, poor Bella and Edward. I was planning that all along, though. It really sets up the rest of the storyline.

Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie