A/N: Hope you enjoyed Chapter 5 so … here's chapter 6! Dun dun dunn

D.C. I don't own Twilight …BECCA POV

I was in love. That was completely undeniable. I stared at Jakes beautiful face with total adoration on mine. My hands were resting gently on his naked chest, my right leg was slung carelessly over his legs, my left was nudged only slightly between his own, and I could feel his muscles everywhere. My abdomen was pressed against his, my breasts against his chest, directly beneath my hands. My more private area was pressed against his thighs, and I was completely comfortable.

I let out a sigh as he trailed his lips over my forehead, his hands on my waist, his breath tickling my skin. His warmth was making me sweat slightly but I was fine with that, a little sweat wouldn't kill me. We were both content to lay exactly where we were for eternity, but we knew Bella would be home in exactly four hours thirty five minutes and seventeen seconds. Of course, Jake had locked my bedroom door, and Bella wasn't likely to check up on me, so maybe …

Jake was beginning to redirect my thoughts as he trailed his fingers lightly up and down my sides. I sighed, my breath tickling the hairs on his chest. He was so warm and comfortable, and he made me feel so tingly inside. Wait, that tingly feeling … this isn't normal.

I felt my eyes widen and I rolled away from him, jumping from my bed and racing to the door. I quickly unlocked it, ignoring the fact that I was stark naked, and raced to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind me. I managed to make it to the toilet before I started to puke.

I could hear Jake's racing footsteps and the door was suddenly flung open.

"Becca? Oh, shit, Becca! What's wrong, honey? Why are you so sick?" He ran over to me, worry and concern evident on his face, and grabbed my hair to pull it way from my face.

I was sweating profusely as I continued to throw up. It seemed like hours before I was done, but in reality it was only three minutes or so.

"J-Jake …" I stammered out, a disgusting taste in my mouth, my hair damp and around my face once again, sweat glistening on my naked skin.

He gently pulled me into my arms, careful of my hip and burns. "Oh, honey."

"Jake … I-I think I-I'm …" I stammered nervously, unable to finish. I bit my lip and stared at my hands as I nervously picked at my nails.

"You think you're what, hun?"

"I-I think I'm p-p-p-pregnant," I practically wailed out, my fear and tears evident in my voice.

He was still for a moment, and then was suddenly tilting my face up to his by my chin. "Are you sure?"

"What else could explain this?" I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. You see, this wasn't the first time Jacob and I had made love. It was actually the ninth. And we never used protection. We just didn't think we would need it, we were so careful. Guess we were wrong.

"Well, either we can go to the store and get a test just to make sure, or we can take you to the doctors. Charlie is more like to find out if you go to the doctors, so I recommend the drug store."

"Oh, Jakie, but what if I am? How will I tell my dad?" I sobbed out.

"You'll find away. C'mon, let's get dressed," he said softly as he gently pulled me into a standing position. He led me into my room and helped me get dressed before dressing himself.

Somehow, we wound up downstairs and were walking out the door towards my blue Mercedes. Jake helped me into the passengers seat. Odd, my hip didn't hurt as badly and I didn't need my crutches or the wheelchair. Um, okay then …

I was in a numb state. If I was pregnant, then that means I would be mother at 18. Charlie wouldn't be happy, but he couldn't be mad either. I mean, he got Renee pregnant at 17 too. But that would mean Jake would be a father and I would be a mother. I just didn't know if I was ready yet.

We were already driving, and were halfway to the drugstore when I snapped out of my numb state. "Jake, what're we going to do?"

He didn't answer me for a few moments, and I began to worry he wasn't going to. "Easy answer. We'll go through with the pregnancy, and then raise the child. Of course, it will a hard birth, we'll be parents at a young age, and we may have to teach the kid how to control his or her anger if he or she becomes a wolf, like me," he said all this quietly, as if he didn't want to jinx it.

"All right …" I mumbled then stared out the passenger side's window.

Once we arrived at the drug store, he helped me from the car and we walked in. I was blushing a deep crimson as we walked down the aisles, finally finding the pregnancy test, and went up to the counter. Oh god, oh dear god. I groaned. Jessica Stanley, the school bitch, was the clerk at the counter. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, became the only chant in my head.

"We'd like to buy this. It's for my friend's mom. He was to embarrassed to come himself," Jake said, as he placed the pregnancy test on the counter with a handsome smile, immediately turning on his charm.

"S-Sure!" Bitchy Jessica stuttered out. No one was immune to my Jake's charm. Absolutely no-o-one, I stretched out the word.

We were walking back to the car when more worries filled my head. What if I'm not a good mother? What if I can't raise the child? What if I can't afford to? What if I can't protect the child?

"Becca, it'll be okay."

I realized then I had been mumbling my worries. I looked up at Jake's gentle, brown eyes that were so filled with love and softness it was almost surprising. "All right, Jake. If you say it'll be okay, then it will be okay." I managed a small smile as we got back into my car and clasped hands on the center armrest between us, his tanned hand holding my pale one gently.

Omg, what will happen next? I guess you have to wait and find out :P I am so terrible …