BPOV

"Edward? Edward, please say something...anything!" I was pleading desperately now. About two minutes had passed by and he was still in the same position as before I'd told him I was pregnant. I wanted him to say something or at least move! If I'd known it would send him into shock, I wouldn't have even told him about the baby and taken my chances with Rosalie.

"Edward!" I cried again and he seemed to unfreeze this time around and turned his attention to me. "What did you say?" It had taken all the courage I had to say it the first time so I wasn't prepared to repeat it, but somehow I did. "I said that I'm pregnant, Edward, and before you say anything I want to say---" He cut me off.

"Bella," he said sounding slightly hurt, "you don't have to lie to me. A simple 'I don't want to be friends' would suffice. You don't need to tell untruths---especially ones as serious as another human life. I'll leave you alone if you want." He stood to walk away and I grabbed his hand and began speaking frantically.

"No,no! You don't understand, Edward! Please don't go!"

"Why should I stay, Bella? You obviously don't like me, so why?" He moved his hand away from mine and made to take a step away from me once more and I grabbed his hand again. "But you don't understand, Edward," I whispered. "Well then please enlighten me, Bella. Make me understand!" he yelled as he sat down again. If I hadn't been so adamant to make him believe me, I would've been seriously irritated.

Taking a deep breath, I said the words I dreaded for about the fourth time today. "I really am pregnant. I'm having a baby and I need you to believe me."

"Why on earth would you need me of all people to believe you? Shouldn't you be telling your child's father this? Am I like a practice run or are you looking for a congratulations?"

I sighed, exasperated. We weren't getting anywhere. "Edward, you seem very intelligent to me so I'm not getting why you haven't figured this out yet!" From the look on his face, I could tell he was getting frustrated too. "Figured out what, Bella?!"

"The baby is yours!"

I watched his face as a look of comprehension fell upon his features as everything I said fell into place. I knew that he understood now but still he asked, "What?" His voice went up an octave and I would've laughed if it was any other situation but this one.

"I said it's yours. I'm having your baby." I was surprised at how easy it had been to say the words, but I was happy about it nonetheless.

Edward slouched over beside me and put his head into his hands. I wanted to know what was going through his head but I thought it would be best to leave him to his thoughts for the time being.

"I thought you were on the pill," he mumbled after some time had passed. "I had no reason to be. I was--- I hadn't--- you were my first," I told him, wondering why it embarrassed me to admit this. "Did you even use a condom?" I continued.

"I thought you were on the pill!" he said, repeating himself, but harsher this time. His head was back in his hands and I felt the need to comfort him. I reached my hand out to touch his shoulder but before I made contact, his head shot up. "Why didn't you tell me?"

At first I was confused, but then I assumed he was talking about the baby. "I did tell you, Edward. Where have you been for the past 30 minutes?"

"No! I mean why didn't you tell me you weren't on the pill?" he asked in an accusing voice. I was instantly pissed. "You cant be serious! You cant really be blaming this on me! You're the one who didn't wear a condom!"

"Well you're the one that's pregnant!"

"And I suppose I got myself pregnant?!"

He didn't respond. Instead he sprang from his seat next to me. "Wait!" I yelled louder than intended. Our little tiff had been attracting attention but I didn't care; I just didn't want him to leave me. I saw that he was about to attempt walking away again and I made to stop him. He was too fast this time though and moved his hand out of my grasp, so I grabbed air. "Not this time, Bella," he said.

"Where are you going?" I asked, the pain evident in my voice.

"I need some time to think."

I felt a pang in my chest as I watched his beautiful form walk away from me. Honestly, I was gobsmacked by his reaction. It was inevitable for someone to be shocked by the news he had just received, but running? I had never perceived Edward the type to run from his problems, but I had been proved wrong today--- unfortunately.

I had been sitting in the park watching people pass by while I sorted through my thoughts for an immeasurable amount of time but I decided to start heading home now that the sun had begun to set. When I finally reached the apartment, I was exhausted--- emotionally and physically.

I had been planning on going straight to my room when I walked in, but my hopes were dashed when Rose met me at the door inquiring how things went with Edward. I'd gone through everything. I told her about my nerves and how long it took me to actually get the words out and how he had gone into shock. I told her about him blaming me for getting pregnant and walking away and I told her that if he wanted nothing to with our child, I would leave him be.

She gave me a speech about being melodramatic and gave me some crap about going back to him and 'getting back on the horse.' I appreciated her attempt at a pep-talk, but I wanted to be alone. She agreed to leave me be, but I could tell that she wouldn't follow through; she'd try and get me to talk to her until she would be able to make me feel better. I would bet money that she would be knocking on my door in less than 20 minutes.

As I lay down in my bed, I thought about how unfair the situation was. Edward was the one who had gotten me pregnant. Edward was the one who hadn't worn a condom. He wasn't the one who woke up to morning sickness that never went away when the morning was long gone. He wasn't the one to feel faint during the daytime and be ready to collapse by the time classes were done for the day. He also wasn't the one who would soon have to grow out of their clothes, so why was it that he got to run away from it all?

With all my pondering, I had fallen into a fitful sleep and was awoken by a knock on my bedroom door. I glanced at my clock and saw that I had been asleep for about 45 minutes. I was surprised; usually Rosalie would cave by now and come knocking. I was happy she had left me alone for this long, but it still didn't mean I wanted to be bothered now.

"Rosalie, please go away. Let me sulk in peace for at least another hour!" I heard her sigh on the other end of the door, but she didn't say anything. She knocked on the door again instead. I hadn't wanted to resort to yelling, but she didn't get the picture. Frustrated, I yanked the door open.

"ROSE, go aw---"

I stopped when I saw that it wasn't Rosalie I was yelling at. Before me stood a guilty looking Edward, carrying what looked like a box of chocolate and a bouquet of dandelions.

"Bella, can we talk?"

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