Destruction

Chapter 11 - Unveiled

I flicked through the channels monotonously, boredom getting the better of me. My fingers itched to pick up my phone, scan through my list of contacts, and pick a girl for the evening. I even contemplated giving Leah a booty call just because I missed her tight little ass. With temptation getting the better of me, and my thumb hovering dangerously over the little button that would seal my fate. I let out a frustrated groan, threw my phone at my foot, and threw my arm against my eyes.

Fuck, I was better than that. I'm a changed person.

I couldn't just get with another girl. Not anymore. Isabella Swan. She absolutely ruined me for anyone else. As much as I hated her at this very second, I couldn't feel love for anyone else but her, too. As much as I was disgusted with the fact that the girl I loved was fucked by another guy, and had his child growing in her, I couldn't see any other girl.

The revelation wasn't anything I expected, actually. If I were being honest with myself; I felt sad, angry and upset. But none of those feelings were directed at Bella. I was sad at the turn of events, and wish more than anything that they didn't have to happen to the girl I love. I was angry at the man who dared to lay his fingers on her skin. Lastly, I was upset at myself. Surely, there really wasn't anything I could do to stop it from happening and God knows I dedicated all my time and attention to Bella. But it still happened and as much as both of us wish it would go away, it wouldn't. As much as I wish the thing didn't occur, it did. As much as she hated how it happened, and who it happened with and when it happened, Bella was pregnant. She now had a cord with this baby growing inside her. Not just the physical umbilical cord tying mother to child, but the psychological and emotional chord, too. Bella couldn't deny it to me, and she especially couldn't deny it to herself. She loved this baby. As much as I hated this whole fuckfest, I loved her, and I had promised her that I would not leave her. I even promised her that I would help her raise the kid.

As much as it was the worst thing that could happen to me, I had to accept it and still love her for it.

Just like I said before, falling in love changes people. I mentally thanked cupid for hitting the girl with the arrow, too. But I couldn't help but feel a tad bit upset at destiny and fate. Sure, they made sure Emmett and Jasper experience reforms after meeting the girls, but they didn't throw something as screwed up as teen pregnancy to their faces. Compared to my situation, they got off easy. Granted, I fooled around longer so maybe that's why my sentence is worse; like being on parole for nine months.

Bella is pregnant.

She had cried to me that night when we were just about to work out our differences. She told me that she was possibly pregnant since she missed her usually regular period, she's been having morning sickness and lastly, she had sex with one other guy.

I was incensed. She couldn't date me, couldn't answer me, but goes around fucking another man? She should've just come clean and told me! I think the fury in my eyes that evening had been tangible, for I remember seeing a very frightened Bella. She cringed at each step I took towards her and winced at each movement I did. I was heartbroken to see that she'd think so little of me- as if I could hurt her! Even if my jealousy and anger clouded over my senses, I couldn't find it within myself to judge her. The girl did everything to break me, and yet I couldn't find a single iota in my being that wanted to break her.

"Who?"

"I can't tell you that."

Like hell she couldn't! Seriously! I had wanted to strangle the girl to death, and at the same time grovel at her knees, beg her to tell me it's all a lie, plead with her to feel the same way for me.

"Why?"

"I didn't mean for it to happen. I also didn't want it to happen," That infuriated me even more. It was the hackneyed line of 'it's not what it looks like' and I would bet my entire life savings that she'd be close to saying shit like 'it's not you it's- "Besides, Edward. It's not you—it's me," There you go.

"Please. Please stop talking in circles. Just tell me all the gritty details. Tell me everything and then, and then we'll talk."

"Take a seat," she had gestured off-handedly to her bed and I had flopped down, feeling exhausted although we didn't really do anything taxing. I waited for her to continue, idly wondering whether or not I should prepare her with a box of Kleenex and a Mars bar. I decided against it and decided that I should currently be angry with her, not thinking of ways to make her feel any better. Seriously, screw this woman.

"The man. Well. I don't really like him, you see. But he's forced to be in my life and I learnt very early in my own life that nothing I did would make him go away. He's decent when he wants to be, but when he doesn't want to be decent, well he's really monstrous. I lost my virginity to him as a mistake and ever since I was fifteen, I haven't had sex with anyone but him. I always told him I'd end up pregnant some day. He promised me I wouldn't. He told me he wouldn't let that happen. I was disgusted with him, disgusted with myself."

Before she continued, I stopped her. "Were you raped, Bella?"

"No. Let me talk," she took a deep breath and carried on while I refrained to comment, "Anyway, that night when I was fifteen, he was drunk. He was drunk and really very horny. He coaxed me into giving him a blowjob, and took advantage of my innocent curiosity. He made me do a lot of things that were unfamiliar with me but since I wasn't hurt, I just went on and on and on. I knew what I was doing but when you're at it—you can't really stop, can you? Before I even realised, he was rolling on a condom and pushing into me. It was quick, it was painful, I cried when I bled and he passed out on me. A few more times it happened, and each time, he got more intense. I finally got the backbone to get over the fright and shock and felt my anger. Then he started blackmailing me. He told me he'd tell my mom I was a naughty little girl- seducing a married man to fuck her! He was good with words. I gave in, keeping the pristine image which I upheld."

Bella sniffled a little bit and my shock kept me in place. In another side of my mind, I knew my mouth was hanging open and yet I couldn't find the strength to close it back shut. I... I didn't expect this. Suddenly, I felt myself wishing more than anything that Bella would just tell me she had sex with someone else of her own accord. I wished that she would tell me anything else but this. For something this dark, surely hurt her. I would gladly swallow up any hurt, heartbreak and headache just so that she would be oblivious to pain of such magnitude. My knuckles whitened from the tension they felt.

"It stopped when I moved to Forks. Obviously. Because he's not here, you see. This, Forks, is my present. He belonged in my past."

"Belonged?" I question, fully suspicious of her past tense. I didn't want to think it but I already had a feeling where this conversation was headed.

"He visited me one night, Edward. I cried and told him I wanted to be left alone, I wanted a new start. I told him to go find another willing seventeen year old girl. He laughed at me, telling me only I possessed the thrill he was looking for. It wasn't really about the sex. It was about the thrill. Edward, he was pushing into me again, and right before he came, I thought of something and vomited on him. He pulled away, but I guess, well, it wasn't quick enough because here I am, seventeen and pregnant."

I made a gesture of moving towards her and touching her, to do anything to comfort her- anything at all. She shook her head and indicated that I should stay in place, so I did the next best thing. "What made you vomit and well, do you know why it was so thrilling?"

She had given me a wry little smile, and even in the darkness of the moment, she had the ability to look cute. "You always ask the right things." I waited for her to continue. "I thought of all those times you pushed yourself on me. You were always so grabby and forceful and desperate and yet I always craved your touch. He was manipulative and slow and gentle and I was disgusted. I thought of you, Edward. Then I saw him, and I felt all kinds of wrong, as if my body couldn't stomach thinking of you and not having you, not having you touch me. Actually, having anyone else but you touch me. Literally not being able to stomach it, I puked. He jumped up and left. Without even physically being there—you saved me."

I couldn't help it, I pulled her to me and slowly kissed her cheeks, right at where the tears were falling, I waited for her to answer my second part of the question. "I know why it was thrilling for him."

"Why, Bella?"

"It's thrilling for Phil because I'm his step-daughter."

Those words locked me in place.

A week. It had been a week since I last saw Bella.

Suddenly, everything fell into place- the reason why she hinted on having a lot of skeletons in her closet, why she was always reluctant to talk about her mom. Now that I think about it, she would've been even more hesitant to talk about Phil, but I had never asked about him. I mean, I asked about her biological mom, I didn't even think of asking her about her relationship with her step-dad. So she had only ever tried denying me stories in relation to her mother. Suddenly, I saw the light and everything fell into place. The wrong place.

From my foot, my phone began ringing that special ringtone, 'Bella'.

AN! I deeply apologise for the long wait. Will be updating a lot more now! I hope you folks are still here with me on this.

If you like smart conversations, witty people and a hellavu taste in music... a Brooding Edward, a life-changing Bella and the all too familiar setting of High School alleyways, lockers and classrooms, please check out 'Their Dichotomy". It's an angsty, drama, and romance-filled story about how one girl changes, confuses and pulls in Edward- the gorgeous enigma of Forks High. Yay.

Please check out my one-shot, 'My Little Alice', too! It's my first story with a non-Bedward pairing and I sincerely hope you'll all like it!