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Dreams Don't Turn to Dust

Chapter 10 – Deal With It (Flashback-Part1)

(BPOV)

I had been avoiding Edward for a week already. Also, I was not going to school because I didn't want him to notice that there was something different and wrong about me. I just don't know how to break the news to him that I was pregnant. Well, I hadn't taken a pregnancy test yet, but I had read books and all the things that I had been experiencing were listed on the symptoms. It all started last week when I was having morning sickness and I realized that my period was two weeks late.

I don't know how he'd react to this. Well, this was unexpected. I wonder if he would break up with me and leave me alone with the baby, but Edward was not that kind of person. He assured me that he would be with me whatever happens. I know it was overly cheesy, but he brought me in a meadow and he told me there that I was the most important person for him. He even gave me a diamond necklace that was in a shape of a heart and it was now fastened securely around my neck.

I was afraid of what Charlie would think about me. I mean I was just eighteen….and well—pregnant. I knew that he always looked at me as a good girl. He didn't even know the stage of my relationship with Edward. I knew that when he learns that I was pregnant, he would truly be disappointed. That was the same with Edward's parents. I wonder what Esme and Carlisle would do to Edward, and what they would think of me once they knew of this.

I was now inside my room, lying on my bed with the fluffy sheets that Esme gave me, watching the same movie for the third time already for this day. The movie was really making me bored and sleepy already. I wanted to go outside and rent a movie, but I was afraid that someone would see me and then they would tell Charlie. I told Charlie that I had flu that was why I was absenting myself from school. He suggested that I should go to the hospital, but I told him that there was no need for it. I knew that once he brings me to the hospital, they would detect that I was pregnant, Carlisle and Charlie would surely know it, and I didn't want it to happen.

My stomach growled. I know that I was not the only one hungry, so I should eat. I removed the sheets around me, I turned off the dvd player and then I head downstairs. When I got to the kitchen, I learned that I was craving for so many things. I wanted something cold and strawberries. So I took the vanilla ice cream that Charlie bought yesterday. I knew that I had to explain him why his ice cream was gone later, but I didn't care. What important now was I meet my cravings. I felt like I was going crazy if I was able to eat what I wanted.

So after fifteen minutes of finding what to eat in the kitchen, I ended up bringing the whole refrigerator in my room. I looked at all the food that I brought inside my room. I looked like today was my last day to eat. I started placing the vanilla ice cream and strawberry jam as filling for my sandwich. When I was done with my masterpiece, I took a bite. It was so unbelievably delicious. I had eaten this thing a million times before, but it was a million times better right now.

I was just about to take my second bite, but I heard the window being opened. I looked and saw Edward entering my room. Oh God, he was supposed to be at school right now. He would get in a lot trouble for this.

"You're supposed to be in class," I chided him.

He ignored what I said and he sat on the side of my bed. He looked at the mountain of food in front of me and he looked at me with shock, humor or an amused expression, it was really hard to explain.

"Are you going to eat 'em all?" he asked curiously.

"Uh…I think, yes," I answered unsurely.

I nearly forgot that the filling of my sandwich was ice cream. It had nearly melted on my hand. I took bite after bite just to finish the sandwich quickly. When I was done devouring it, I gulped down a bottle of water. I was still not contented with what I just ate, so I grabbed the chocolates and I started consuming them.

"You told me that you were sick, but it looks like that you are not. If I just knew that you were just pigging yourself in your room," he said with humor.

"Ugh…why won't you just go back to school? You know you'll get in a lot trouble for this," I said impatiently.

I had been avoiding meeting up his eyes because I knew that once he saw my eyes, he would know if I was lying or not to him.

"Bella, why are you avoiding me these days?" He asked, in the tone of his voice, it sounded as if he was hurt.

Yes, I know that I was hurting him with what I was doing, avoiding him, and all. When I looked at him and I saw the look on his face, so curious and hurt. That was when I decided that I should tell him now. He deserved to know because he was a part of it. I knew that it always bother him when I have a problem, and that he would never shut up until he had found a way on how to help me. But now it's different, it's just not my problem anymore, it was also his. It felt weird, but I didn't want to call the baby—our baby a problem.

"I just needed time to think," I told him truthfully.

"Think about what? Don't tell me that you are breaking up with me that is why—"

"No, no I am not thinking of breaking up with you…never. It's just that's…uh," I paused, thinking of the right word to say, but my mind wouldn't just process properly. "Ugh! I can't find the right words." I growled in frustration.

"Just tell it straight to the point," he said calmly.

"FineI'mpregnant," I said as quickly as I could.

"What? Can you repeat it? Did I hear it right that you are—"

"Yeah, I am pregnant," I interjected.

Edward's face went into a full blast of shock. His mouth was slightly opened and he looked pale. It almost looked like he had seen a ghost. The anticipation to know what he would be saying was killing me. Five full minutes later, he was just staring at my clothed stomach.

"Hey…uh…If you don't want to be with me anymore, I understand. I you don't want do anything with the baby. It's just fine with me. You know I'm against abortion," I said as I played nervously the pendant of the necklace that he gave me.

Before I could even say something again, he placed his head on my stomach. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and then he closed his eyes for a bit. I was confused with what he was doing, but I didn't say anything.

"How could you say all those things? I will never ever leave you, Bella. How many times do I need repeat that to you?" He asked, from that, I knew that I had hurt him pretty bad.

"I…I was afraid…that you'll break up with me because you don't want the baby," I said in a small voice.

"You shouldn't be. I am here for you. You should have told me as soon as you knew so that we could have figured out what to do," he said thoughtfully.

"You want the baby, right?"

"Yes, I love him already," he assured me.

I wanted to cry. I wanted so much to cry right now. This was the miracle reaction that I was waiting for. From all the books that I had read and the movies that I had watched, when the girl gets pregnant, they leave them because they were afraid of the big responsibility. Today, I learned that Edward was not one of those guys. He was the kind of guy who would stay with you through thick and thin. I was lucky I had him.

"I love you…so much," I told him lovingly as I run my fingers through his bronze disheveled locks.

He looked up at me and he looked at me as if I was the most beautiful woman on earth. He smiled crookedly, my favorite smile, and I smiled back. I leaned to him and I gave him a peck on the lips.

"I love you too…forever," he said with so much adoration and emotion.

…

2 months later…

It was confirmed that I was pregnant, well after taking ten tests. We just waited until after graduation before telling our parents that I was carrying Edward's baby. It was pretty hard to keep my growing belly. I had to wear baggy clothes so that no one would notice my small baby bump. The most difficult times were when I was with Alice. She always wants to change me into something that would fit my body perfectly. She loved to doll me up, and I hated it since we were younger so my frequent refusal to her was not new anymore.

So we were here now in the little living room of our house. We were waiting for Charlie to come home after work. We had decided that it would be better if Charlie would be the first one to know. As they say, you should start from the hardest, right?

Edward was sweating even though it was cold. I knew what he was feeling; I know how nervous he was right now. My father owns a gun, and we don't know what he could do with it once he knew that I was pregnant by Edward. I took his cold hand in between mine. I looked at him and then I gave him a smile that says, "It's going to be fine."

He forced a smile, but he didn't succeed. He ended up on putting a grimace on his beautiful face.

Before the silence could kill me, we heard Charlie pulling up his cruiser. I tightened my grip on Edward's hand and we waited for two minutes until Charlie entered the house. Edward's hand was really cold and it was like I was holding a hand of a vampire.

When Charlie noticed us, he gave us a small nod and then he went to the direction of the stairs.

"Wait, Dad!" I called before he could climb up the stairs.

He looked at me curiously and then he went to us. I noticed that Edward was looking at his belt, examining if there were guns present. I wanted to laugh, but I just couldn't. Everyone seemed to be so serious. It was not that I was not feeling any fiber of nervousness, I was just prepared. I mentally prepared myself for this day. I knew dad would understand my situation, he always did.

"Is there something wrong?" Charlie asked with so much concern.

"We just want to tell you something…uh…about Bella," Edward said nervously.

Before Edward could continue his nervous speech, Charlie realized what he was about to say. Well any father could read what Edward's face says. Nervousness was really evident on Edward's face, and he was stuttering.

"Don't tell me that it is what I think it is," Charlie warned, his temper seemed to cross the line.

"It is…dad," I confirmed.

Charlie's eyes went wide. His mouth was slightly opened because of shock. I watched the transition of his face as it went into a disappointed look. He looked so angry…and well, sad at the same time. I hated seeing him like that. He was the closest person to me next to Edward. He was there since I was little. He was there to support me and help me. He was the best father for me. Because of him, I didn't long for a mother anymore, just having him was enough.

"I'm pregnant daddy," I said with vulnerability.

More silence filled the air. It was killing me. Neither of the guys would talk.

"Get out," Charlie said sternly. His eyes were blank, his face was white and he was staring at me.

I flinched. I never saw him like that before. I never heard him talk like that before. He was always funny, understanding and caring. I never even thought that he could speak that way. Only one thing was running through my head at that moment: he was not my dad.

"Dad, what do you mean?" I asked, a little bit afraid of what his action would be.

"I said, the both of you, get out. I don't want to see your faces in my house. I never thought that you could do this, Isabella. I thought you were—just get out!" When he shouted, tears started rolling down my cheeks.

Charlie turned back and then he headed into his room.

Without even thinking twice, I ran to my room. I searched for the biggest bag that I have. When I have finally found I inside my closet, I started stuffing random clothes inside until it was full. When I was done packing, I shove all my savings inside my handbag and then I headed downstairs.

Edward was still there, staring the nothingness. I walked toward him and the placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me with a very apologetic expression. I tried to smile, but it only made my unshed tears fall down.

"I'm so sorry, Bella…I didn't mean to… I know that your dad is the your only family. Because of me, you lost him. I'm really, really sorry," he said sadly. Tears were about to fall from his eyes, but I wiped them before they could even fall down. Edward never cries. I didn't wanna be the first person who would make him cry.

"It's okay, Edward, let's just get out of here. I know dad, he just needs to cool down. Maybe we could go back next week and talk to him," I said optimistically.

He nodded and he gave me a small smile. He stood up from the couch and he took my hand and he twined it with his. We walked outside of the house and we headed to his Volvo.

I looked back at our small house as he drives farther away from it. Little did I know, that would be the last time that I would be able to enter that house.

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