OK I left it on a teeny cliff hanger...so here is the rest of the day.

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"What?" I laughed shakily, and he frowned.

"Ally, I remember. The night of my party. We slept together."

"No we didn't!" I exclaimed, shocked.

"Yes, we did."

I was too stunned to speak.

10 minutes later, something came out. "How can you be sure?"

"It's the only definite date around the 8 weeks."

"But when in that night had we slept together? How come you only just found out?"

He sighed. "You remember how we were both out of our trees? I remember how the place was booming and our neighbors complained, so the party ended. But you stayed at mine. Do you remember? It never crossed my mind until now... but...shit you'll hate me for this...I didn't use...a condom. I remember, because the next night I had used the only one in my wallet..."

I jumped up. "What? You STUPID BOY! How could you do this to me! You're so fucking stupid! I can't believe this!" I put both of the heels of my hands on my temples, spinning around. "Oh my God. My best friend is the Dad. I...I need to go."

"Wait! Alice- you were there too! I can't be the soul reason for this!" I gave him the middle finger and threw the door open, running out. The tears had already streamed down my face as I ran down the stairs, and crashed into someone.

"Sorry!- Alice? What's wrong?" Bella and Jazz. I wiped my eyes and whined, as Bella pulled me into a hug, and I just sobbed. She sat me down on the stair and I couldn't help but let it all out. Truthfully, I think it was the hormones, but maybe it was better that I didn't know who the Dad was, rather than my best friend. How could I not remember? I think I'd remember something as big as that. I hadn't slept with him for years.

"Alice...what's wrong? Did you break up with Emmett?" Jazz frowned. I don't think he'd expect that sort of reaction from me.

"no- I...It's worse than that." I dried my eyes, and looked at Jazz, who was on the other side of me. "What do I do?"

"What, Alice?"

"Ugh!" I rubbed my eyes. "I'm a mess."

"Why are you crying?"

"Nothing." I jumped up, heading down the stairs and out of the door. I pulled out my keys that were in my back pocket and got into my car, heading for the book store. The book store was my place. I went there to laugh, to cry, and to read. I always went there. They had a small area behind a wall and curtain that felt like my own secret hiding place, even though most of the locals knew about it. Anyway, I headed over there, and I hid behind the curtain. I was positive that Jazz would find me if he came here, but hopefully he'd assume something else. He didn't know I came here often.

There, I reviewed my situation.

Would I be happy that Emmett was the Dad? Maybe after a while. But not yet. At all. I am so pissed off about him and his 'forgetfulness'...

Would I stay with Em? I wasn't sure. He was the Dad. And I loved him, but not in the same way as I assumed would be as we began dating.

What about Jazz? That was a toughy. I really liked him still, and I wasn't afraid to admit it in my head but I can't say it out loud so soon. He was with Bella. And she was with him.

What about Bella's husband? We'll have to wait and find out. I wasn't sure what Bella was planning on doing, but we had to wait and find out...I hope her decision makes mine a lot easier.

Jazz? No! Stop thinking about him! He. Is. Taken. Over. Ziltch. Poof.

But he said he still liked me? I hate it when I have random conversations in my head with myself, and they're winning.

It was a very good reason, but...there's something holding me the fact I'm pregnant, my loyalty to my best friend, the shame of stealing my best friend's boyfriend or the fear.

"Hello? Is anyone there...?" A male voice called out, and I jerked my head up. "Hello? I heard the bell go..."

I didn't move until the steps got closer, and the curtain moved.

"Hello? Ma'am?" I looked down. It was the guy who worked for Jazz. "Is everything all right?"

"Does it look like it?" I muttered, and he sat down next to me, putting and arm around me.

"May I ask what's wrong?"

I sighed. "I don't talk to strangers."

"I'm no stranger. You come here all the time. I see you around a lot here."

"Oh. But it's complicated."

"I have the feeling you were planning on staying here for a while. I'm here to talk, as long as no other customers are here." He smirked. "I'm Mike."He stuck out his hand and I shook it.

"Alice."

"Lovely to meet you, Alice. So, tell me your troubles." He waved his hands in the air and I giggled.

"It is...really really complicated."

"How crazy can it be?"

"Very."

"C'mon. It can't be that bad." He leaned his hand on mine, and I pulled a face.

"Are you always this close with people?" I leaned backwards, and he grinned.

"Not unless they're beautiful..." He leaned forward and forced his lips onto mine.

"Get off me!" I yelled, muffled by this idiot. My eyes widened as he climbed on top of me, and the savior, the bell, went, so he jumped up and patted himself down. I coughed and spluttered, and the curtain was forced open.

"What the fuck are you doing, Mike? Get the hell out of here, and don't come back!" Jazz roared, and Mike scampered past, and soon the bell went off. "Alice."

I wiped my mouth, disgusted.

"Are you okay?" He pulled me up quickly and I leaned against the wall, silent. "Alice."

"Did Em tell you?"

He shook his head.

"How did you know I was here?"

He didn't move as he spoke. "I didn't. I just had a feeling. And I heard you."

I was silent.

"I'm sorry about Mike...I guess I'll have to find another person to help me..."

"I'll do it." I blurted out unexpectedly.

His eyes widened. "What?"

"I-I mean...well I'm looking for a job, and I love being here...so...?"

"Of course you can." He nodded quickly. "Um... yeah that's great. So you want to start tomorrow? It's flexible hours, and you don't have to do much..."

"Yeah, OK."

He shuffled on his feet. "Em's pretty upset." So he calls him Em now too? Well not for very long once he finds out what actually happened.

"Well...it wasn't my fault. It was his own doings."

"Meaning?" That he was the one who impregnated me, duh.

"I'm not saying."

"Alice. Stop that. Bella is comforting Emmett right now, because he's worried what you think of him."

I bit my lip. I didn't want Emmett hurting. Just the, my bra started vibrating, and I pulled my phone out, answering the call before I checked the screen, which now that I'm on the phone, seems like a bad idea. It could have been Emmett.

It was worse.

"Mary?" Fuuuckk!

"Mom?" There was urgency in my tone. "What are you doing?"

"Calling you dear. Now, I know we haven't spoken in a while, and that's why I want you to come down to our new house in Washington. It's slightly cold, but nothing to worry about. Just come by and stay for at least a few days. It's your father's birthday, and he's having a large event as a surprise for him. You can bring a few friends if you like, but you have to mix with our guests too. We don't want them to think we're bad parents."

If only they knew the most of it..."Um...okay. Bye."

"Wait, Mary. I also have some news to tell you when you get here."

"What is it about?"

"Nothing yet. Don't worry dear, just get here soon. I'll have someone email you the address. Dress neatly!" She hung up and I squeezed my cell in anger.

"Stupid woman."

Jazz was quiet, so I gestured to the phone.

"That was my Mom."

"...are you close, to your family?"

I laughed sarcastically. "No. They think they raised me well. They had no idea how to raise a child."

"And you hate them for it?"

"Of course I do. If they had raised me a little better...I wouldn't know my first swear word aged 8. I wouldn't have lost my virginity so early. I wouldn't have spent most of my teens in other peoples houses, sometimes passed out from the alcohol. I would have loved them, but they were never there."

"I'm sorry." He paused. "I can't imagine that. My family were very close. I'm originally from the South."

"Were?"

He nodded. "Car crash, a few years ago. That's why I moved here, to New York. I couldn't seem to live there anymore."

"So you have no family?"

"Well, in the car was both my parents, my new little brother, and my older sister. Rose was the only one who survived. She isn't the same anymore. The last time I saw her, was a year after our losses, and she...she wasn't the same." He shook his head, sitting down. "She hasn't contacted me since."

"Ouch. I'm sorry." I looked down, sitting next to him. "It must have been hard."

He shrugged. "they're my family. I love them. We had buried them in my hometown, and every year on the date of their deaths, I go there, and pray for them."

"Well...when is that?"

"Um...not for another few months."

"Oh."

"Um...so why did your Mom call?"

I groaned. "I have to visit her."

"When?"

"By Dad's birthday. Which is soon."

"Huh."

"What?"

"Nothing, I was just thinking..."

"...about?" Any clues here?

"Come on, you have to sort this out with Emmett."

"You don't even know what he did."

"Was it two sided?"

"..."

"Alice, if it was, then you can hardly put all of the blame on him."

"But-"

"-No buts, Alice. Technically, he's still your boyfriend, never mind if you're planning on ending it."

I scoffed under my breath.

"What? Alice...you're thinking again, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"What is it now? I thought you wanted to end it?"

"Huh, I thought you wanted it to end."

"I do."

"I know."

"Because I like you."

"I know. Doesn't change anything."

"Why not? We don't have to tell Bella, or Emmett."

"But you're in a relationship! I can't do that to Bella!"

"But...I don't want to be with her. If I dump her, she'll never want to see me again, and I'll never see you again."

"You would. I still come here, right?" He smiled tightly.

"Not as often as I hope." He cupped my cheek, and leaned forward, and his eyes shut. I stopped him before he could kiss me, even though I wish I hadn't.

"Emmett. Sort out some things..." His eyes opened, and he backed off, looking a bit taken aback.

"Er...right. I have to stay here at the store." He stood up and went through to the main part of the store, and I groaned, before following him.

"Jazz...your mad at me, aren't you?"

"No, I'm fine. Go talk to your boyfriend." Anyone could tell he was mad.

"Jazz..." I leaned against the counter and he turned around to look at some notices behind him. "I'm sorry. I would...kiss you, but you know I can't."

He turned around, fire in his eyes. "You can't? Alice, why does it have to be so complicated? Can it never work out? Can't I be with you, Em be with someone else, and same with Bella? We haven't been dating that long. it's not difficult to undo."

"But it is! Don't you see? I'm not like that! I don't go around, stealing my best friend's man! I can't do that- and it makes things worse, that Emmett's the father!" Ok...I actually had thought before I spoke, but I wish i had thought a little bit harder.

"What? No...oh my God."

"Jazz- shit- no. I need to talk to him." I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm.

"When did you... do it?"

"..." I turned to look at him. "Around 8 weeks ago? Give or take a bit. I can't remember it. I was drunk."

"So how did you know?"

"Emmett remembers. It never crossed his mind earlier."

"And how does he know it's definitely him? Why not someone else?"

I didn't answer him, and the pieces began to fit in his mind.

"Fucking hell. This isn't complicated in the least. You didn't use-"

"-I know. Now I have to go." I pulled on my arm, and rushed out of the door, the store's bell ringing from behind me, in the sharp tone that you could hear from upstairs.

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