A/N: skipping forward a few months. Bella is now six months pregnant. I thought about skipping forward right up to nine but I decided that would be a bit mean, people (hopefully, if my writing is good enough) will be wondering what's happened to Bella in that time.
Chapter ten
Possession of a body
Six months. Six lousy months since I'd been raped by Jasper Hale, the brother of the person who broke my heart. Everyone at school had now known for just under four months. Four months of hell. Rumours, comments, emails, texts. Eventually, I quit checking my emails. Charlie had been on my back for ages to tell mum, so I had. Now she wasn't emailing me, so it didn't matter whether or not I checked them. There was also an unspoken worry between me and Charlie. He only had two bedrooms. Mine and his. When it was born, I didn't know what would happen. Today it was time to broach the subject of me moving out. I couldn't stay here, not anymore. I was still receiving freaky texts from Jasper, but not that often. I hadn't received one in over a month, but I never knew when he'd pop up. When he did, I wanted to be as far away from here as possible.
"dad, we need to talk about living arrangements"
"I know bells. You need your own space for…it"
"It is my baby dad" I said firmly.
"I'm sorry Bella, this is just so hard for all of us. Your mum included" he added as an afterthought. I felt a strange feeling in my stomach. A sharp pain.
"Ow" there was a second. I fell to the floor.
"Bella! Are you alright?"
"No…hospital"
"It's not coming already is it?"
"I don't think so. Just please. Hospital"
I didn't have my baby then, but it turned out I had a broken rib. Ouch. Over the next two months I was admitted more and more. Charlie bought me a flat eventually. After my car was egged and had the word SLUT written in big red letters. At school, things were worse. Everyone stared at me more, even the teachers. I wished there was way to hide my giant pregnant stomach. I moved into my new flat the day I hit nine months. It was all decorated for me (courtesy of the La Push pack members who were still talking to me. Namely Sam, Jared, and Paul ). So my abuse was limited to the class now that no one knew where I lived.
"Bella, looks like you're about ready to pop, when's it due?" Lauren sneered at me. I ignored her.
"hey, slut! I'm talking to you" she came over to me table and knocked my things on the floor.
"You won't be able to bend down and get them, you'll have to get on your knees. I'm sure that's not a problem for you" said a boy. Right, that was it. I'm sick of this.
"All of you just shut the fuck up and listen for two minutes, okay?"
"Why should we? No one listens to sluts. You should just shut up" said Lauren. Big mistake.
"No you listen Lauren. I've been with one guy unlike you and just because I got pregnant, doesn't make me a slut! I never wanted this and you know what? You should be grateful, at least when you get off with some guy you get the choice. I didn't!" I snapped, sitting back down in my seat.
"Ooh! Bella's a prostitute!" someone said. Soon the whole class was chorusing it. The teacher walked in.
"Quiet!" he said. I put my hand up.
"Yes Bella?"
"Are you going to offer to have sex with him Bella?" someone asked.
"Be quiet" the teacher said.
"I'd like to say something sir, if that's allowed"
"Okay Bella but make it quick" I walked up and stood at the front of the class.
"She's going to give us the sex talk" said Lauren. Everyone laughed. Except me.
"You guys are the most infantile people I've ever met! I thought you were my friends! I know stuff about you but I'd never dream of spreading rumours about it! And when I said I didn't get the choice, I meant I was forced"
"What do you mean you were forced?" someone asked.
"I WAS RAPED!" I shrieked. Everyone froze.
"Now, next time you get it into your head to go around calling people names or make rude remarks about them, I would think very carefully about it"
"Bella, I wonder why that guy forced you. I wouldn't, you're so fat"
"I'm fat because I'm fucking pregnant!" I turned to the teacher "Sir, can I leave?"
"yes Bella" as I reached the door I turned back.
"Lauren?" I said.
"Yes?"
"That haircut is the ugliest most stupid thing I've ever seen" I left. Good, I was glad I'd said that.
"Bella!" called a voice. I turned.
"Oh hi Angela"
"Did you mean what you said?"
"Which part?"
"Well…the rape part"
"Yes I did"
"Wow. Who was it?" I could trust Angela, she wouldn't spread rumours.
"It was…"
Ring! Ring!
"Hang on" I pulled out my phone.
"Hello?"
"Tell anyone and I will kill Charlie. And make you wish you'd never been born" I snapped my phone shut and cast around. No one.
"Bella, are you okay?"
"I'm fine"
"You were going to tell me who did it?"
"I can't Angela, I'm sorry"
"It's okay, it's your business" she said. I gasped at a sudden wetness between my legs.
"Oh my god! My waters just broke! I need to get to the hospital!"
"I'll take you!" Angela said "You're truck's too slow. Come on" we got into Angela's car and she drove me to the hospital. They took me to a room.
"Change into this" one of them said, handing me a hospital gown. I went behind a privacy screen to change.
"Doctor Cullen to room six please" I thought I heard a voice call. No it was just my imagination.
"Hello" said a voice on the other side of the screen. A velvety familiar voice "I'm here to check up on you"
"Are you a midwife?" I asked.
"No, but this area is short staffed so they request I help out. I did study this before though. Now lets look at the chart. Name…Isabella Swan?" I stepped out from behind the screen.
"Hello Carlisle"
A/N: cliffy, I'm mean. J but you love me anyway. Show your love with a nice big review!
