Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. However, the plot does belong to me, as for it was my idea.

Quote: "The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once."

Music: Prom Queen - Lil Wayne (Don't ask, IDK why.. I don't even like rap, but it just got stuck with me)

Chapter Eleven: Time

Will you marry me? It was the question that had echoed my thoughts all night. It wasn't a simple question, and my answer would be a life changing experience, either way I answered. Married at 16 with a kid on the way? I'd promised my Renee I wasn't going to turn out like her, but it looked like I was turning into something completely worse.

Edward had left me to my thoughts, thankfully. I hadn't wanted him to leave, but there was no way I would have been able to concentrate on something so important with him in my presence. Renee had asked me about the gray car that was outside when they came home, but I lied quickly saying that it was a friend of Mason's who asked to park there, and then her and Phil went off to sleep. Good thing they didn't see the tags. She would have flipped if she had seen that the car was from Washington instead of Arizona.

My yellow alarm clock read two-thirty, and I was still unable to go to sleep. All I wanted was to go to sleep, and think this over in the morning, but my brain seemed to think that tomorrow would be to late, so it was keeping me up, making me make my decision now.

Marriage was a big step, and the only thing I could think of was in time. In time, we could talk about our lives on that kind of level, but many things needed to be accomplished before life binding contracts were made. My thoughts on marriage had been not until I was in my late twenties, out of college with the degree I wanted, working my dream job, and having the love of my life. But these days, things didn't seem to go the way you dreamed or planned for them too.

Finally, somewhat time later, my eyes drifted closed and many dreams produced from my leftover thoughts. Most of them were of Edward and I, some including the baby, which surprised me when I saw it, because it was a boy, and he was the most precious child I'd ever seen.

The image of him couldn't have been over a year and a half old. He had light brown curly hair, Edward's glorious green eyes, my pale colored skin, dimpled chubby cheeks, and looked just like his father. The image of the three of us together as a family was everything I wanted in life. It could be done without marriage, couldn't it?

Another dream I had was just of the baby and me, and it'd been more depressing than the first, because Edward was out of the picture. He'd left the both of us stranded, and reconstructed his broken relationship with Rosalie. I would've really appreciated to not have had that dream because it was my worst nightmare. To see the two of them together again would literally kill me.

My dreams and nightmares finally surpassed, and at eleven o'clock I was woken by Renee, telling me it was too late to be in bed, and that lunch was already being started. I still continued to over think my decision as I showered and got ready. I dressed comfortably in a pair of black sweats, and a white Forks track t-shirt that belonged to Alice, and I walked downstairs to fix my plate.

I scooped myself a small serving of homemade Chili that she'd made into a plain white bowl, and covered it with a couple handfuls of oyster crackers. I walked into the dining room to sit with her and Phil, and poured myself a glass of water from the glass pitcher that sat in middle of the round table. The both of them were staring at me as I started to eat, something I really hated.

"You seem to be tense, dear. What's the matter?" Renee asked.

Tense wasn't the word. "Nothing really, just woke up in a bad mood. Didn't sleep well last night," I admitted.

She nodded, but continued to pry. "Is it the baby that's bothering you?"

"No, mom. I just sat up all night thinking about how I want to go back and live with Dad in Forks." I hadn't planned on telling her, but I was tired of lying about my feelings.

Her and Phil exchanged surprised glances. "But why, Bella? Aren't you happy here? I thought the only reason you came here was so that I could help you with the pregnancy?"

I rolled my eyes as I played with my food. "Well, to be completely honest, I haven't had as much support as I had imagined I would have. You and Phil are never around. At least in Forks my spirits were usually higher thanks to Alice."

I could tell by the look on her face that the words were really hurting her, but it was the truth. She was never here. Phil and her were always at his ballgames, and if not there, out of town at conventions, trying to get him signed into a higher league. "Dear, you knew that when you came here that Phil and I would be busy. I promised you that I'd help out as much as I could, but this is your child, it's your responsibility."

I was starting to get annoyed. "I know that it's my responsibility, thank you. I'm the one who keeps up with my appointments, with work, and everything else around here. I didn't come here for me or my child to be anyone's responsibility, but to at least have the tiniest bit of support, because in case you haven't noticed, I'm constantly depressed."

Renee sighed. "Bella, you are being very unfair. I do the best I can to help you, and I'm sorry that your depressed, but it's your fault that you decided to get pregnant at sixteen."

I could feel tears of anger fill my eyes. Couldn't she already tell I knew that? I suffered everyday for a consequence that I'm wasn't' even prepared for, and yet she still rubs it in my face? Just like everyone else did, every moment that they had. They'd shove the negative views of everything in my face.

Before my anger exploded from within me, Phil stood up, tossing me a pair of keys, and Renee just turned to look at him. "Take them, Bells, and get out of here. You've been stuck inside here long enough. Just be back by dinner tonight, were going out to eat at eight, and I'd like for you to join us."

"But Phil, she doesn't need to be driving your car," Renee snapped, "and plus, she's already been out plenty of times."

"It was six days ago that she left to go get ice cream with that Mason kid. Now go on Bella, before she make me take them away."

"Thanks Phil," I said quietly, walking to the kitchen to empty my bowl, and putting it into the dish washer. I did the same for my glass of water, and then walked outside. I could hear them arguing inside, my mom's mouth was pretty loud. I sighed as I got into Phil's black Lexus, and pulled out of the driveway.

My truck died a month after being in Phoenix. The radiator busted and I also needed an alternator, something I didn't have money for so I just kept it parked inside the two car garage, where my mom kept her Land Rover.

I drove down the road, all the pressure inside me finally fading away. I didn't know where to go, and I was scared to go to the hotel where Edward was staying at. Not for the simple fact that we'd have a room to ourselves, with no one to bother us, but just for the fact that I was scared of telling him my decision.

I debated on places I could go. I could have went to visit Jayden or Sammy, but that was the last place I really wanted to be. I didn't like going to the mall, for the fact that people just stared at me as if it was new for teenagers to get pregnant. I had my supply of books for a good while, so the bookstore was out of question. The only place I really had to go was to the hotel Edward was at.

I finally plucked up enough courage, and decided that I'd go there. He'd told me that he was staying at 5 Star Suites, which was one of the best hotels in Phoenix, so I headed in it's direction. It only took me ten minutes to get there because the direction in which I'd been driving was passing the hotel anyways.

I parked the car in one of the closest parking spots next to the door, being lazy because I wasn't in the mood to walk. I locked the doors and walked inside the hotel. It was humongous and very high classy, of course, something only Edward would have money for. I walked up to the reception desk that sat in middle of the large lobby, and the young blond woman smiled at me.

"Welcome to 5 Stars, how may I help you, miss?" She asked.

"Um, yeah, I was wondering if there was an Edward Cullen staying here, and if I can have the room number, please?"

"One moment," she said, and her fingers began to fly against the keyboard. She observed the screen for a few seconds, and then nodded. "Yes, he is in room 472. It is on the suite floor, shall I tell him that he's expecting a visitor?"

I shook my head. "No, thank you. He's expecting me anyway."

"Would you like me to show you to the room?"

"No, that's okay, thanks."

"Okay, hope you enjoy your visit at 5 Star Suites," she said cheerfully.

I smiled back and walked to the nearest elevator. There was a worker standing at the elevator. I assumed he was it's operator. "Which floor, miss?"

"Four, please." He closed the door behind me. Arriving on the fourth floor, I thanked him, and walked out, staring in awe. Everything was a mixture of a dark red wine color, gold, and silver. Gold and silver chandeliers hung in a straight line down the long hall way, and the carpeted floors were patterned beautifully. I walked down the hall, reading each door number until I got to Edward's room, which was 472. I took in a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"I told you that I do not need any room service, don't you understand?" He yelled, the words becoming more loudly as he got to the door, opening it. "Oh, Bella, I'm sorry. I thought you were that lousy receptionist. She seems to not know what the word no means."

"It's fine. She seemed to be a real drag," I said, taking his extended hand, walking inside with him. "Wow, this is big enough, isn't it?" The room was very large and roomy. A large king sized bed sat against the west wall, a jacuzzi on the east one, and against the north wall where the balcony doors were at was a desk with a laptop computer that the hotel provided for customer use.

"Yeah, I didn't know it was going to be this big, but I have to say I kind of fancy the jacuzzi. What brings you here? I thought I was suppose to be going to your house tonight," he questioned as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Well, Renee and I kind of got into an argument, and Phil gave me the keys to his car, and told me to get out for a while. The tension in the house is really starting to get to me."

He frowned. "I'm sorry, I know how that feels. What were you and her arguing about?"

"Well, she asked me why I was so tense, and I told her that I just didn't sleep well, because I'm wanting to move back to Forks and live with Charlie."

His eyes widened slightly. I knew the question was coming. "So, what's your decision?"

I sighed, nibbling on my lip. "Well, you know marriage is a big step, Edward. Not that I'd dislike being married to you, just that if we're really going to start a relationship, we need to start it out slow, and see if it can last. I mean, I can live with Charlie and we'll be able to see each other and everything anytime we wanted. I just think we need to think about things before jumping headfirst into something, and not having any idea how it'll turn out."

We sat in silence for several minutes, but finally nodded. "I understand what your saying, I think that's the best as well. I know I popped the question too soon, but I was going to do anything for you to come home, even though deep down I'm not even ready for marriage yet myself. So, when are you going back? Are you going to go back with me?"

I shook my head. "I'm going to call Charlie tonight and talk to him. I know my mom won't give me the money to come back on, so I'm going to ask him if he'll send me some of the money that's in my college fund account, so that I can go back home if he wants me there.. If he doesn't want me to go, then I'll just have to wait until he does. But I know him pretty well, and I know that he would love to have me back. Eating every night at the diner isn't something he likes to do."

Edward laughed. "Yeah, I've seen him there quite a bit. I've even eaten dinner with him a few times. He was mad at me for the longest, but he's finally lost his grudge against me, and always reminds me on how much he misses you."

"You've dined out with my dad? Why?"

He shrugged. "I didn't want him to be mad at me for my last minute decision. We talked about it, and he finally said he understood what I had been going through, and that he couldn't be mad at me when I really did want to have you there, so I could take care of both you and the baby."

"Oh, well that's good I guess. Maybe things will be easier," I said with a shrug.

"It should be. So, that's settled then. I have to leave tonight, undoubtedly. No one knows where I am, so I'm going to be in deep shit whenever I get home."

I shook my head. "You should have never came, Edward. What if I'm not able to see you when I get back?"

"That doesn't matter, I'll be able to see you. If I wouldn't have came, you would have never decided to go back."

He had a point there. I knew for sure that I wouldn't have thought about leaving if he hadn't came. I kicked off my sandals, and scooted up to the top of the bed, sinking down onto a pillow. Mm, how comfortable the bed was compared to my twin bed. Edward copied me, and crawled up beside me, laying arm over my waist, kissing my forehead gently.

"You don't know how much I've missed you, Isabella Swan." He whispered softly, his green eyes shining as he spoke.

I smiled, bringing a hand up to caress his cheek. "I've missed you too, Edward. What did you do while I was gone?"

He shook his head. "Everything to keep myself in trouble. I was constantly drunk, skipped school, all kinds of things. I had a major breakdown when you left. It made me go insane."

"I'm sorry, babe, I'm here now," I whispered gently, snuggling against him, my lips kissing his face.

"You are, and your never going to escape my arms again," he said seriously. I looked up into his eyes, and I could tell that every single word he was saying was true. For once, one of my dreams were coming true. "I love you, Bella."

"I Love you too, Edward," I said, leaning in to give him a kiss, and our love making began there. It was completely different than the first time, considering the fact that I wasn't drunk, but his touch, his kisses, the way he held me tight against his body, the way our bodies matched each others moving rhythm, everything felt different, like it was right. Like we were really meant to be.

A/N: Hellers everybody.! I know that I might be late, sorry about that. My minds been in the gutter, not the nasty way, writer's block, and so now I finally finished. I was going to add a lemon to this, but I got lazy and decided to put it on the next one, her first night back in Forks. A lot of you might be mad about her not saying yes to his proposal, but as he says in the story, he isn't ready either. Well, I hope you stick around for more. I'm hoping to make the next one pretty exciting, because Edward is going to get in bigggg trouble for running away..! FLAMES, REVIEW, and PM'S are appreciated! OH, sorry for the grammar.. I got a flame on that. I don't have a crammer checker, nor a beta, and I'm a newbie at writing, so please forgive mi, si? Ok, well hope you like it. Thanks! -Granite Paws-