(~2 hours later~)

When the stupid doctor finally obeyed my pleading cries he go let me go, but

only after he did five different tests for me and the baby, Charlie drove me

home. After Charlie was done screaming at me and the doctor Orlando, he finally

stayed quiet. But now I think screaming is worse than the silent treatment. I

looked over at his face trying to decipher his facial expression. His face was

a cross between angry beyond belief and stubbornness. I knew he was waiting to

get home to yell at me or kick me out.

"Charlie" I whispered, taking my chances and praying to god he wouldn't

ignore me.

Silence.

No such luck, he wouldn't even look at me. As shocking as it sounds, the

only thing in the world I wanted was for Charlie to just look at me.

Then, almost as if the angels from above were answering my cries, I saw Charlie

take a quick glance at my face. I heaved a big sigh of relief knowing that he

wasn't going to ignore me forever.

"Dad, can we please talk?" I said, sounding very desperate.

"Isabella, there is nothing to talk about."

I knew he meant business when he used my full name; he never used my full

name. But at least he was talking to me.

"Yes, there is, Dad, and you know it"

The cruiser went to an immediate stop and I realized we were in the driveway

of his house. I slipped out of car and stumbled onto my feet. Charlie shot a

glance at me and walked away. I let out a loud humph and got my balance. I

trudged to the door following Charlie.

"Dad, come back please, I'll make you dinner" I knew I would get him

when I offered food. I didn't have the slightest clue as to what to make, so I

just opened the refrigerator and got out some fish. I smiled a huge grin when I

found Charlie walking over and sitting down.

"Bella, can you just tell me who the father is?"

He had to ask that, but I knew he wouldn't like the answer.

"Dad, are you sure you want to know?" I asked quietly, my voice covered in

pleas.

He looked like he was debating something in his head when he finally said,

"Yeah, I want know."

I took the fish a wrapped them in foil and put them into the oven carefully.

"Edward" I whispered so soft only Edward himself could have heard.

"I knew it he was no good, why would he do that to you!" Charlie

screamed. Apparently he did hear. I was a little scared of him right now.

Then I got defensive.

"Dad, he didn't do anything, he doesn't even know about the baby." Two

could play this game.

"Yeah, then why do you think he left?" Now I was really mad, how could he

accuse Edward of that?

"HE LEFT BECAUSE OF CARLISLE'S JOB" I was debating on whether to break

down into sobs, but then I decided not to. I wanted to stand my ground.

"Fine then, if you love him so much then go out and find him and leave me

alone" Charlie hissed.

I was in disbelief. I stood there for a couple minutes but to both of

us it felt like hours had gone by. He was kicking me out, wasn't he? I knew

it, so why was I in shock? I had expected this to happen I turned on my heel

and stomped up the stairs trying to be dramatic, but ended up falling. I

stormed into my room and slammed the door shut. I turned from completely

pissed off to sobbing hysterically. I slowly slipped to the floor and broke

down. I laid my head back and heard a squeak. That was really weird. Trying to

relax I ignored it and put my head back down but there was an even bigger

squeak. I turned on my side and looked at the board from the tile. It was

loose. That didn't surprise me considering how old the house was. I laughed

lightly to myself.

Slowly but defiantly the wind picked up and it was so loud and there was a

huge bang. I whimpered and then it was gone. What in the hell was going on? So

scared I turned back around and curled up and focused on the board. When I

focused on the board I suddenly saw a little white spot. I buried my hand in

the board and I felt a smooth papery feeling. I picked up the object and

brought the object out and close to my face. At first I didn't know what it

was. So I flipped it over and almost had a heart attack. It was a picture of

Edward and me on my birthday. I dug my hand back in to see if there was anything

else. I found the two tickets to Jacksonville I got for my birthday from the

Cullen's. I started thinking maybe I could exchange this for tickets to

Pennsylvania. I looked under the board and there was a very thin piece of

paper folded very neatly. I opened it up and read it shedding a couple tears.

Bella,

I am not sure if you will ever get this, but if you do I want you to know

that I am so very sorry. I did not want to cause you pain but I feel it was

for the best. Being around you was dangerous. Even thought the selfish part of

me wanted to take you and make you one of my kind. But that wouldn't be fare

to you. I want you to know that I love you with all of my heart and I will

never stop. Everything I said in the forest was a lie; I still want you to go

on with your life and live it to its fullest potential. I still ask that you

do not do anything stupid or reckless.

Yours forever and always,

Edward.

Right there my heart skipped a beat. He still loved me. I kept those words in

my head. But he still didn't want to be with me. I folded the note in my

hand and put it in my pocket making sure nothing bad could ever happen to it.

Right now I decided I was keeping the baby and I loved it so much and I

wouldn't let anything bad happen to it. I got up quickly clutching my

stomach and gathered most of my clothes shoving them into the suitcase I came

here with. Once I had clothes, toiletries, music, books I walked downstairs

walking toward the door.

"Bella, wait." Now he wanted to talk, I couldn't stand him.

"Bella, I want you to stay, I know I overreacted. I'll make you an

appointment to get an abortion. Just don't go." I lost my breath. ABORTION! Who did he

think I was, a murderer?

"WHAT?"

"Well you certainly not keeping the baby Bella I mean come on you're only

18!" I was so astonished I couldn't speak. How could he just think I'm

not keeping the baby? When I caught my breath, I started screaming.

"IM 18 I AM AN ADULT, I CAN KEEP THE BABY! I AM NOT GETTING AN ABORTION, I LOVE THIS BABY AND IM MOVING"

"Oh, no, you're not. You are staying right here and you're getting an abortion" I knew I got to him because his face was the darkest shade of red I have ever seen. His blood pressure must be off the charts.

I couldn't have him talk like this about my baby. I stormed out of the room

with my suitcase and made my way to my truck. I got in, turned the key, put it

in drive and backed out of the driveway making sure my tickets were in my purse.

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