RPOV

I gasped as I looked down at the little face smiling up at me. This couldn't be happening! I sighed, tears forming in my eyes. I didn't know who to talk to. I felt so alone. Alice wouldn't help, she would just congratulate me. I didn't want that, I wanted comfort. I wanted someone who would tell me that it was going to be okay (even if it wasn't). And the only one I really needed right now was Emmett, and he was severely pissed at me right now.

So I ran out my building, and into the other one, ignoring everyone, tears flowing from my eyes. I knew that I looked like crap, and I didn't care. I was feeling the way I looked right then, and I didn't care about that either. That's how life was becoming for me. I never went anywhere anymore. I even quit working at the shop. What with Grandma Ariella dying, Emmett pissed at me, my problems with Edward and Bella, and now this; I wouldn't survive too long.

It's not that I'd never thought about having one. In fact, it's one of the clearest things I can see in my future. To have a little person that came from me, that was part of me, it was so... satisfying. But not right now. Right now, I had so many problems in my life that a baby wouldn't help. Hell, the only thing that would help was Emmett, or maybe Bella.

Which is why I decided I was going too go straight to Bella's apartment. I have to apologize and ask for help. I really needed it, and, besides, I really missed Bella. She was a lot easier to talk to than Alice. Jasper would probably help, but right now, I wanted Bella.

Sighing, I knocked on the door in front of me, hoping that she would be there. I really needed her right now.

BPOV

He, hesitantly, got out of bed, and I pled once more, "Please, Edward?" I pouted, and this time, Edward covered my lips with his, only so that he couldn't be pulled back into the covers.

He smiled softly at me, "Bella, I really need to get to work." I pouted again, crossing my arms, knowing that it was making my cleavage more pronounced, driving Edward crazy.

"Fine." I huffed.

He shook his head clear of the fantasies that I was sure he was imagining, and lent down to give me a goodbye kiss, "I love you, Bella." I sighed, that taking the rest of the resolve from me, and wrapped my arms around him, closing my eyes in attempt to hold my tears back. I was selfish enough to want him to quit his job and just stay in bed with me for the rest of the week, or, better yet, eternity. He wrapped his arms around me, too, and kissed my cheek, "I promise I'll be home by ten."

"Okay. I love you." I whispered, smiling up at him.

"I love you, too. Bye, my love." He smiled down at me, kissing my lips softly, before pulling his clothes on and running out the door.

Sighing, I decided to take a bath, wanting to get the sweat from my body. As I exited the shower, I heard a knock at the door. Wondering who that'd be, I got dressed quickly, calling out to tell them that I'd be there in a moment. When I was dressed, I ran to the door, and threw it open, to reveal Rosalie. I was shocked to find the tears and red puffiness in her eyes, she was quivering slightly, and I couldn't help but throw my arms around my friend, despite our conflicts a few weeks ago, in attempt to metaphorically hold her together.

She sobbed into my hair, returning the embrace as I led her into the apartment. She looked scared, stressed, and worn out. I pulled her to the couch, and let her cry it out as I listened to her.

"B- Bella, I- I- I'm s- s- so s- sorry..." She whimpered, and I tightened my arms around her.

I looked down at her, "Let's not talk about that right now. If you can, let's talk about why you're crying, okay?" I asked softly, stroking her blonde hair as she lent against me.

She closed her eyes, "B- Bella, I- I j- j- just f-found out... Th- That I- I'm..." She let out another string of sobs. Her tears flowing down her face as she tried to calm herself down enough to get it out.

"You're what, Rose?" I whispered after she calmed down. She sighed, opening her eyes to look up into my eyes, her dark blue ones shining with the moisture that covered them.

"Bella... I- I... I'm pregnant." It took a moment for the words to register into my mind.