Well they are going to be parents! Let's see what is going on in Edward's head. Enjoy.


Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.


CHAPTER TEN: BALL DROPPER


May she wake in torment! Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there – not in heaven – not perished – where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer – I repeat it till my tongue stiffens – Catherina Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you – haunt me, then! The murdered dohaunt their murderers, I believe. I know the ghosts havewandered on earth. Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannotlive without my life! I cannotlive without my soul!

- Heathcliff, Wuthering Heights


I was going to be a father. I still couldn't wrap my head around it. At this point in time all I wanted to do was run, run like I always did. I couldn't though, if it was anyone else, sure but not Bella. There was something intensely sweet about her. She was beautiful and smart. She was a straight A student taking AP courses. Her beauty was beyond anything I'd ever seen. Her hair was long and hung around mid-back. Her skin was a mix between alabaster and peach. Her brown eyes were wide and deep, full of wisdom. I couldn't think of anyone who I'd want for the mother of my children more than her.

"Hey Edward," Alice whispered. "Mom wants to see you."

I nodded and went downstairs to find my Aunt in the kitchen. "Hey Esme."

"Care to explain those," she said pointing her knife at the kitchen table not looking up from her work. "I was cleaning and found them in yours and Bella's bathroom. Since she's not home I'll ask you."

I gulped. "Er…"

"I thought you changed Edward," she sighed. "You'll marry her you know. Even if I don't want you too, you will. I can't believe you're so stupid."

"Esme," I said softly. "We want to keep it. And I'd gladly marry her."

She sighed again. "I guess we'd better find you a ring to use. You'll propose to Tanya today."

I choked. "Wait, what!"

"Edward calm down. You agreed to marry her."

"Um," I coughed. "Esme, that isn't Tanya's."

She looked confused before realization dawned on her. "Oh my God, you and Bella?"

I nodded. "I'm sorry we didn't use protection. She was totally convinced that she couldn't because she just got off, you know."

"Oh." She hugged me. "God I am so glad it isn't Tanya."

"Why would you think her?"

She frowned. "She is always talking to Rosalie about what she did with you. I don't want to hear those kinds of things about my nephew."

"I've only had sex with her like two times and each I wore a condom," I replied. "I didn't particularly enjoy it."

"So are you going to marry her?"

I looked down at her. "I want to so bad, but I, mean she's only seventeen and I'm eighteen. I was thinking we could wait, until after we're done with school."

"Good thinking," she murmured. "So what are we to tell your uncle?"

"The truth."

I walked upstairs an hour later, exhausted. I laid down in bed, throwing my hand over my eyes, my legs hanging haphazardly off the bed. Esme and I had a plan. A good plan for the future. We decided that after my nineteenth birthday, we would get married. That is, if Bella would have me. I groaned as I felt soft kisses on my neck. I opened my eyes to find brown ones staring back at me.

"Hello."

She kissed me. "Hi."

"Where were you?" I moaned.

"Shopping with Alice."

I nodded. "Esme knows."

She pulled back. "Is she mad?"

"No, she wants us to be happy. Er, Bella, have you ever thought of getting married?"

Silence met me. I knew then my answer. She didn't want to marry me. I was a cruel senseless monster. I hurt her and got her pregnant. I stared at the ceiling.

"Never mind, um, Bell, can we sleep? I've got like six tests tomorrow then I gotta run to Seattle."

She nodded. She stretched out along my body, lying halfway on my chest. Her hand resting lightly on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her waist. I closed my eyes humming softly to her. I fell asleep quickly.

In the morning school went slowly. We still hadn't talked about the marriage conversation. I was afraid of rejection again. I stayed quiet all day. Everyone tried talking to me but I wasn't in the mood. I looked over at Bella during sixth hour AP Biology. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun and her bangs hung limply in her eyes. She had on a black hoodie and her ripped jeans. Under her black Kohl covered eyes were dark purple shadows. She obviously didn't get very much sleep. I stared at the table it was all my fault. As soon as the bell rang I left class quickly and skipped last hour. I sat in my car. I opened up the glove box and found the velvet bag. It held my mother's jewelry. I untied it and pulled out the green box. There it was. I opened the ring box. My mother's engagement ring. Handed to me by my Aunt when they were going through my father's possessions. I closed the box and pulled out the Celtic knot ring. My mom was going to give this to me on my eighteenth birthday. I slipped it onto my finger. It fit perfectly.

My passenger door opened and Bella got in.

"School's out," was all she said.

I tied the bag and put it back away. I shifted the car into drive and drove down the highway. The drive to Seattle was tense. Neither of us speaking. The radio was silent and the only sounds were coming from the engine. I just drove. I could feel her eyes on me. I ignored it. We were in Seattle by four. I pulled up outside of Grady's cream apartment complex. I looked at Bella.

"No convincing you to stay inside the car is there?"

She shook her head and got out. I climbed out and opened the apartment door for her. She walked to the stairs and I grabbed her hand pulling her up them. We reached the third floor and I knocked on the door. Bella cringed into my side as we waited for Grady to open the door. I really needed my music and shit.

"Edward, can we please go?" she whined.

I looked down at her. "I need something. I forgot them when I was leaving."

She nodded and kept silent.

I pounded on the door again. This time the door opened. I was met with the face of James Connor. His blond hair wasn't in its usual binder and he had a smug smile on his face. His gray eyes watched Bella. I growled and pushed past him. I really hated him, especially now that he was eyeing my girl. He caught my shoulder and threw me into the wall. I flinched hearing a crack.

"Come to fuck Vicky again," he sneered. "You sure fucked her a lot these past few months."

I glanced at Bella. "Baby, go wait in the car and lock the doors. I won't be long."

She nodded and ran.

"What the fuck James?" I growled. "You're starting to piss me off."

"I think a little retribution is in order." He shoved me hard again the cracking sound more definite.

He left and I wandered into Grady's, my shoulder suddenly hurting. I ignored it and went to the guest room. My duffel bag was sitting on the desk chair and my black music folder was on the desk. I grabbed those and my acoustic in the corner. I turned and left, running quickly till I reached the car. I climbed in throwing my things in back. Bella was glaring at me as I lifted off my shirt and looked at my shoulder. It was swelling. I'd have to have Carlisle check it out.

Bella cleared her throat. I looked up at her.

"Did you cheat on me?"


I know I know how can I be so cruel? Well hang in there I promise you will get the answer.

xx K