I'm totally the worst person ever! This is short, and it's been so long! I'M SO SORRY! It's just that because of christmas and new year I have been working a lot of hours and when I get home I am absolutely dead tired. Please forgive me.

It was just one of those moments you just wanted to completely skip. Telling the parents, and not just yours, your boyfriends. I wanted to just die. Edward had sat Carlisle and Esme down in their library while I was pacing like a mad woman. Edward gave up on trying to hold me still four minutes and twenty three seconds ago. Yeah I was counting.

"So mum, dad, Bella is pregnant." Way to be smooth Jerkward. I swear Carlisle was too calm for his own good and Esme looked joyous. Though they both had that 'that was very irresponsible' look.

"Bella have you told Charlie?" Carlisle asked.

"No, I just found out." I sighed. Edward took my hand and feathered a kiss on my palm why Carlisle calculated what he was going to say next.

"You should speak to your father Bella. I know you don't want to but it's not like you can keep this a secret." As much as I hated to admit it, Carlisle was once again right. Damn him and his smartness.

"I just need to adjust myself to everything right now, it's just really overwhelming."

"I know sweetie." Esme said, standing and giving me a quick hug before pulling Edward in for the same.

"Are you guys mad?" I asked.

"A little disappointed." Carlisle said. "A baby is a full time job and you're still in school Bella."

"I'm gonna be a granny" Esme beamed, leaving the room, Carlisle hot on her tail.

"You're 'rents are nuts" We laughed. Getting serious again quickly.

"When are we going to tell your dad?" Edward asked rubbing my stomach soothingly.

"When hell freezes over." I grumbled, hiding my face into his chest. Edward walked us over to the small couch and sat me on top of his lap.

"I know you don't want to do it baby but you can't really hide it forever."

"Will you still love me when I get big and fat?" I asked.

"Of course sweetie! And you know it." He kissed my forehead, trailing his fingertips gently down my cheek. I placed my hand over my stomach, like I expected a bump to have formed in the last few hours.

"Edward, how am I supposed to look after a baby? I'm not even sixteen yet." I whispered knowing full well he would hear me.

"You have me to help you. I finish school in a few months."

"But you need to go to college, you can't throw your life away for me." I argued.

"We're in this together Bella. No matter what."

"I just don't like the idea of you not getting a proper education because of me." Edward seriously couldn't put off college, especially if he wanted to become a doctor.

"Shut up Bella." He silenced my rant by pressing his lips firmly down on mine. After a few long seconds he pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"Okay." I breathed out shakily.

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We were heading over to see Charlie soon and to say I was nervous would definitely be an understatement. I had no idea how he would take the news and I already knew he didn't like Edward. So this whole situation was looking worse by the minute.

Edward waited patiently as I grabbed my bag and slipped on my worn converse shoes. He took my hand gingerly and gave me a sweet smile before we walked out his front door. I knew Charlie would never make me get a termination, but I was more worried about if he made me tell Renee myself. And the truth is that I am way to much of a coward for that.

"Edward, I really don't know what to expect with this whole situation." I said gesturing to my stomach.

"I think we should wait and see what happens. And when it does, I'm here for you beautiful." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes at his comment and quickly shook them back. Charlie would automatically be suspicious if my eyes were red.

I think everything went in slow motion after that. It was like I was there, but examining the situation as an outsider. I saw Edward knock on the door, I saw a tear roll down my cheek, I saw Edward wipe it away, I saw Charlie open the door scowling, I saw him yelling at me, I couldn't hear what he was saying but I guessed it was for spending my weekend with Edward instead of another friend. I saw me and Edward walk into the house, and then everything went black.

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"Bellaaaa" I could feel cold hands pressed against my clammy face. "Bella?" The tone a bit more worried. I could tell from the concern that it was more than likely Edward. It's a weird thing to experience when you hear your name being called, but they don't have a voice. To say the least, it made my stomach turn. I shot up from my position and ran as quickly as I could to the kitchen sink on my wobbly legs. Vomiting up all my stomach content.

I could feel Edward holding my hair up and rubbing my back, and from the corner of my eye I could see Charlie gripping the home phone for dear life with panic clear across his features. "It's okay baby." Edward whispered in my ear while still rubbing my back soothingly.

Once I had finished dry heaving and swallowed down the cup of water, which by itself almost made me gag, Edward took my over to the couch. I couldn't help but notice Charlie's feet dragging behind us.

"Bella, you're not well." Charlie said passing me a moist towel avoiding eye contact. I held back a laugh about how standoffish he is when it comes to attention and affection. He couldn't even look at me while he was caring for me.

"Yeah I am Dad. I guess this is what's expected." Might as well get it out in the open right?

"What do you mean?" Charlie asked, genuinely confused

"I mean I'm – We're pregnant." I could tell Edward was shocked from me being so open. But was there really a point in formalities right now? He was going to find out, and anyway he did he would still be pissed as hell.

I looked from Edward over to Charlie's face. It wasn't beet red like I had expected, but it was colourless. Almost white. And I didn't get my pale skin from him either, he was always the one with a bit of colour.

"I – Ugh – you – er." He choked over his words. We sat there for countless minutes while Charlie ran over the situation in his head. And from the look on his face, things were looking alright. That is, until we had to tell Renee.

Okay so I said it was short and I apologise, but as soon as I get this updated I am going to write some more which will hopefully be up before the end of today. (I'm in Australia by the way) We will see how it goes, and once again i'm very very sorry.

Also does anyone have any song recommendations for my story? I've got one already but I think I need a few theme songs to write to. :)

I cant totally imagine me writing to the mission impossible theme song. Hahaha.