Scars

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Chapter 4

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BPOV(Bella)

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Rose-25, Emmett-25, Bella-26, Edward-30, Alice-28, Jasper-25,Carlisle-49, Esme-39, Andrew-15

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Sunday, February 22nd 2015.

I woke up to beeping and a bright light, I blinked a few times, confused. When my eyes came into focus I saw I was in a hospital.

Then, it came rushing back to me.

I don't know why I didn't realize my new student, Andrew Cullen was Edward's son.

God, I am such an idiot.

I never knew Edward's sons name, but they look the same! I should have figured it out.

''Ah! Bella, you're awake! Fantastic, I'm Doctor Cullen.''

The man was maybe in his forties with blond hair which was graying at the roots. ''Cullen?'' I asked, before I could stop myself.

He chuckled. ''I guess you know my son and grandson?''

''Alice is my best friend, and I teach English at Andrew's school.'' I blushed. ''What happened?''

''What do you remember?''

''I cut my hand on a glass.'' I turned redder. ''I'm very clumsy, it wouldn't stop bleeding and I guessed it needed stitches, so I drove here, I remember, Lauren . . .and Edward, Andrew and then, nothing.''

''You passed out, we are leaning towards the alcohol Alice told us you had and the blood loss, we would like to take some blood and run some tests, just to be safe.'' He smiled at me.

''Can I go when you do the tests? I have a lot to do, can't I come in for the results later?''

He frowned. ''You don't feel dizzy? Nauseated?''

I did, a bit. ''No, not at all.'' I said brightly.

''Okay, well if you feel well, you are utterly fine with everything else, you were also slightly dehydrated, but we gave you some IV fluids, I'd say you can go, once you give us some blood, we'll have the results for you tomorrow. But you're probably fine.'' He smiled.

''Thank you.'' I sighed, and I was allowed to go, after Lauren (Alice and now, begrudgingly, my roommate) butchered my arm, trying to find a vein, on her sixth go, she got one.

Bitch.

Today was Jaspers birthday, so he and Alice were going out on another, romantic, date tonight. Sigh. That reminded me to text Rose and wish her a Happy Birthday.

I didn't actually have anything to do today, so when I was discharged, I shopped all day, I was tired, and grouchy, and didn't feel well from everything, so at around seven, I decided I had enough pointless crap, when Alice called, I was near a bench in the mall so I sat down. My feet killing me.

''Hey Ali.'' I greeted.

''Hey Bell.'' She said quietly.

''Aren't you meant to be on your fancy birthday date?'' I wondered.

''Oh, I'm on it, look, Bell I'm in the bathroom of this restraint so I don't have much time. . .''

''Oh, yeah, you don't want him to think you're in there …''

''Oh shut up, look.'' She sighed. ''Tonight was meant to be special.'' She hissed the last word.

''Okay, good for you Ali.''

''But Mother Nature didn't want that to happen.'' She whined.

I snickered. ''Oh shut up!'' She snapped.

''Sorry, what do you need?'' I smiled, making my way to the pharmacy across the way from me.

''A tampon, or two, and for god sakes woman, I need chocolate.'' She demanded.

I laughed, picking up a box of tampons. ''Just get a chocolate dessert.'' I suggested.

I think she drooled on the phone. ''Okay, but bring some anyway.''

I sighed. ''Fine. Bye.''

''Bye, thanks.''

Then, I saw something that made my heart skip a beat.

Why in the hell would they put pregnancy tests beside tampons? So some poor person who might be pregnant will see the tampons and go, damn. Or someone who wants to get pregnant buying tampons, only to be reminded.

Or, then there was the suckers like me, who was getting tampons for her pixie, when she realises she's been period free for three months now.

Shit.

But I used protection with Edward, if I was pregnant there was no doubt it was his. But each time we used protection. Ones supplied by the hotel, well I don't see how that was bad, but my state of mind was so fucked up, it made things worse.

And it doesn't take much to get pregnant, so triple fucking shit, I bought the pregnancy test too.

My head was pounding, my mouth was dry and my face was flushed. I went to the check out and the woman looked at me like my hair was on fire. Tampons and a pregnancy test? Not two things you usually buy together.

The drive to the fancy, intimate, restaurant was the longest ride of my life (insert perverted laugh here), the road flew under my eyes, faster, but the road never seemed to end, my hands were sweaty and slipping off of the wheel.

What if I was pregnant? My periods were never constant but it was rare for me to miss two months. Of course, I could just be very irrational, I could be just a few days late.

Yes, that could happen.

I think I died a little when I realized I was there.

I'm here

I texted Alice and using my very secret ninja skills I snuck into the restaurant. Okay, I really hid behind this nice couple who let me when I asked. But still.

My stomach was full of elephants, I would say butterflies, but I was too nervous for butterflies. I think I was going to throw up, I just hoped to god it was because of the nervousness, and not something else.

''Oh thank god!'' Alice exclaimed, hugging me. ''I was going crazy here! Hey, B, what's wrong? And I don't see any chocolate!''

That's about when I broke down. It took me a minute to compose myself; all the while Alice was trying to soothe me with wide eyes. I pulled out the pregnancy test.

''Oh, B.'' she sighed, the stupid chocolate forgotten (which was good, since I had forgotten it.) ''Can I kill Edward?''

''I don't know? Let's see?'' I sniffled, pulling at my hair. ''I'm late Alice and I feel tired all the time, I thought it was stress but yesterday before I cut myself on the glass I threw up for ages but I thought it was the wine.''

''B, you're probably not even pregnant, so calm down, and take the test.'' She suggested.

''I don't know if I can.'' I said meekly. She rolled her eyes.

''Look, there are two in here, how about I take it with you?''

I glared at her. ''That's no use, lucky bitch got your period.'' I grumbled.

She laughed. ''Never thought I'd hear any woman say that.''

''Not the time Alice.'' I growled, not in the mood for jokes.

''Just go pee on the stick and tell me if I'm an aunt or not.'' She smirked.

''Damn it- Alice, how do you do that?''

''What?''

''Be so fucking blunt.''

She shrugged, ripping open the box and taking out the two tests, handing me one, her taking the other. ''it's a gift, see.''

''You are so weird.'' I shook my head, taking the little white stick that looked felt like a bowling ball in my hands.

''But you love me.'' She sang.

''Don't push me pix.'' I threatened.

She just spun around and walked into the stall, as did I. ''How do you pee on this thing?'' Alice wondered, I rolled my eyes, again.

''it's a stick.'' I gulped; a stick that could change my life forever. ''Just pee on it, you can't pee on a stick wrong.'' Or at least, I highly doubt you could.

Plus, Alice wasn't the one who had to worry about it. So, I very awkwardly, peed on the stick.

''Bella?'' Alice said, way too quietly. ''You ready in there?'' I sniffled, coming out of the stall.

She saw my tears and then, said the one quote from The Fault In Our Stars which there was no way, under any circumstance, I could not, not finish. ''But, Oh, Sweet holy lord,'' She paused, eyes wide, waiting.

I caved. ''I would ride that one legged pony all the way around the corral.''

''There it is.'' She said proudly, hands on her hips. ''The B, I know.''

''You can stop being creepy now.'' I let out a strangled laugh.

Her eyes went wide, then, in a weird cookie monster voice she said. ''Never!'' like I cuss word.

''I distracted you, though, didn't I?'' She asked, smiling. ''It's been three minutes.''

''I can't do it.'' I wheezed, blinking through the unshed tears. ''look at it for me?''

She huffed. ''I really don't want to look at a stick you peed on, you're my best friend and all, but that's taking the biscuit.''

I laughed, clutching my stomach. ''Taking the biscuit?''

''I'm cutting down on cursing.'' She stuck her tongue out at me, I sighed, knowing she was trying to distract me.

''I'll check mine first.'' She suggested. ''Oh dear god.'' She gasped. ''WHERE IN THE HELL IS THAT FUCKING BOX, WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS MEAN?'' She screamed frantically, her potty mouth making a re-appearance.

''Alice, let me see.'' I was calm; it was hers, so I was calm. I looked at hers, then, unthinkingly, glanced to mine, my heart sank. ''You're not pregnant, Alice, I am.''

Which, deep down, we both knew already.

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EPOV(Edward)

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Leaving Bella at the hospital was one of the two hardest things I had to do, the other was being a teenage father, but at least that had a good outcome. Leaving Bella just hurt me.

But I couldn't risk staying, Andrew couldn't risk knowing why I wanted to stay with his English teacher, because if he asked, I wouldn't have an answer.

It was Saturday, and I had just finished work, Alice was acting weird, she said that something was wrong, but she didn't know what, I didn't care, not much. I had my own problems.

Andrew, for one. Once I got home, I changed from my police uniform, so Andrew mightn't see me as the police officer I was. But as the father who made some bad mistakes I wish I didn't do but I didn't mind it because I got him from it.

In the end, it was worth it.

I could not cook if my life depended on it, so I ordered pizza, Andrew knew something was wrong, but he didn't say anything. I felt immense guilt as I saw him struggle downstairs on his crutches, though I knew it was not my fault.

We sat on the couch, in front of the TV, silent, eating the pizza, you could cut the tension with a knife, when we were done the pizza, before he left, I interrupted him. ''Andrew.'' I sighed, looking into his eyes. ''Dad told me something . . .quite disturbing yesterday.''

He looked cautious. ''What?'' His voice was weary, confused. ''Is this about me not letting him take a picture of my injury?''

''Wait! What?'' I asked. ''Andrew, you should have let him.'' I scolded.

''It's not a big deal.'' He dismissed. ''What was it then?''

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. ''If he didn't know me, I mean really know me, he said he would have considered domestic abuse.'' I cleared my throat, looking at a bruise on his arm. ''Next time you go to the hospital, for whatever reason, Carlisle can't be your doctor, conflict of interest, if the doctor even has the slightest suspicion of me hurting you. They'll report it.''

''But everything would be okay anyway right? Because you're not hitting me.''

''Yeah, Andrew, another valid point, I'm not hitting you, but who is?''

He looked away guilty, his face turning bright red. ''You don't understand . . .what it's like, dad, there is no way you can know what happens.'' He whispered, shaking his head, his bronze hair flopping into his eyes.

I was horrible at this, what to say next? ''Let me understand?'' I asked, it sounded unbearably cheesy, but it was all I had.

His eyes flashed with anger and pain. ''What? So you can arrest them?''

So it was a them? As in more than one? ''Arrest who? For what?''

''Ugh, god you're annoying!'' he groaned, I tried to ignore the wince he tried to hide when he moved his arms. I could only imagine the bruises and muscle strain on his arms from the crutches. But he was strong, when he was eleven, he had bought a little hand weight, as he grew, so did the weight, he had muscles, though he wore those baggy hoodies that made him look gawky. Not that I cared, but right now, he needed all the help he could get.

Because he was getting beat up, bullied, and I could not do much more than ask him and complain to the school. This situation was hopeless, I hated it, hated the fact that I was so defenseless, I was a defenseless police officer who couldn't even protect his own son.

I couldn't breathe.

''I was your age when I had you, Andrew, I know what it looks like. You know by now you were unplanned.'' I paused. ''But you were the best surprise ever, I'd do it all again, for you, even if it meant, meeting your mother again.'' I shivered.

''You never really talk about her, do you think, maybe I should know?'' he asked, studying my face, which probably looked panicked. ''You know what, never mind.'' He dismissed.

''No.'' I shook my head. ''You deserve to know.'' I added, continuing. ''Tanya Denali had blond, curly hair; you have her crystal blue eyes.'' I licked my lips, my mouth was dry. ''When we first met, I didn't like her, at all.''

''But you grew too, right?'' his eyes held such hope, I couldn't crush that hope, how to tell a child his father had hated his mother from day one.

''I prefer brunettes.'' I didn't answer his question, thinking of Bella. ''You see, Andrew.'' I chuckled nervously. ''I never really liked your mother.''

His mouth popped open. ''So, you slept with some randomer you didn't even like and knocked her up?'' he grabbed his crutches and attempted to make a b-line for the stairs.

''Wait!'' I grabbed his arm just as he was half way out the door. ''She was much older than me, we had been going out for six months before we found out about you.'' I was about to say more, but he cut me off.

''How much older?'' he questioned.

I gulped; I knew he wouldn't let it go.

''Dad, how much older was she?''

''Old enough what we couldn't be together.'' I whispered.

''Dad?'' he mumbled, breaking his arm free, looking at me square in the eye.

''I never wanted it to happen.'' I said, as if that defended anything. ''she went to jail, Andrew, she loved you, the only reason I got parental rights was because Carlisle had money, so we could look after you, and I wanted you, so bad, just remember that.''

''Are you trying to tell me she's been in jail for fifteen years then?'' he asked angrily, knowing that was too long.

Tears fell from my eyes. ''Dad?'' he asked again, more worried now, having never seen me cry.

''She was only in there a week, Andrew, she loved you, know that.'' I skimmed around the subject.

''You're scaring me here, dad.''

''She killed herself, she got five years and didn't even last five days, Andrew!'' I called as he hobbled upstairs, I knew not to follow, he needed time to take this in.

The worst thing? I hadn't even told him the half of it.

What do you think Bella is going to do? Also, do you think Andrew should tell Edward what's wrong? Thank you to my beta tweetyviolet and please review! I know it's not Thursday but it is in Ireland in half an hour and as if you guys mind anyway. Next update on Monday. To everyone who reviewed and read last chapter Thank you! ;)xxx

-BATTM