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CHAPTER 11

Edward's reaction?

"Bella?" I heard a faint voice. It sounded familiar, but I couldn't put a face to it. I couldn't open my eyes, but I could hear everything. The voice I had heard belonged to a man, who must have been through a newspaper or a magazine because I could hear the sound of pages turning. There was also an irritating beeping noise. I didn't know what was causing it, though.

It sounded like one of those machines that people were hooked up to in the hospital so the doctors could check their heartbeat.

Am I in the hospital? And if I am, why is that? What happened?

I tried to remember everything that I did that day, but I couldn't. My brain was annoyingly foggy. I tried again and again, but nothing came to me. My mind was completely blank.

"Bella, can you hear me?" I heard the man speak again. "If you can hear me, squeeze my hand," he said while resting his hand on mine. I did as I was asked; it was a little difficult, but I did.

"Good! Can you please try and open your eyes now?" the man asked.

Slowly, my eyes started to open. In the beginning, I couldn't see anything; the strong white lights from above me were blinding. The man must have noticed that the lights were bothering me because he went and switched them off. Then, more easily, I opened my eyes and was met with darkness. Seconds later, a small lamp above my head was switched on and I could see part of the room and who the man was.

He was Carlisle Cullen!

And then it hit me like a ton of bricks: I was walking down the corridors of school with Alice... people whispering and laughing... there were pictures... pictures of me and my baby in the hospital... everyone knew. Tanya made sure of that. And now the Cullens knew, too.

Oh my God, Edward! Does he know?

"How are you feeling, sweetie?" He sat in the chair beside my bed, crossing his legs. He didn't seem hostile, instead, friendly and a little concerned. Didn't he find out? Of course, he had. He was checking my chart earlier.

I cleared my throat and said, "Good. My head hurts a little." I looked down at my interlaced hands that were now resting on my stomach.

"That's a given. You hit your head when you fainted, but it's nothing major. You'll be fine."

I nodded, not daring to speak or look at him. I wanted to ask so badly if the baby was okay, but I couldn't. I was too embarrassed and ashamed to ask him. Who knew what he was thinking about me?

"The baby is fine. You don't have to worry," Carlisle spoke after two minutes of silence.

I looked at him shocked. How did he know?

"I'm a parent, Bella. I know that you're worried about your child right now. As I do, too."

I looked down at my hands again. His voice was so cold, distant now. Not the Carlisle I knew. I had a pretty good idea where this was heading and it broke my heart to pieces.

"Edward is a child, Bella, he is not capable of taking care of himself right now; he can't become a father, he isn't ready for that. You may be, but I'm sure he isn't. Edward has dreams, he wants to live his life, he wants to make a difference, he has a bright future ahead of him. A baby will hold him back - you'll hold him back. Do you love him, Bella?"

I wipped the tears that had fallen from my eyes and nodded. "I do, very much." I choked. This is too much!

"Well, Bella, if you love him like you say you do, you're going to have to let him go. If you truly love him, you have to let him live his life like he wants." He finished talking and leaned in to kiss my head. "I'm sorry, Bella." And with that, he walked out of the room.

The minute the door closed behind him sobs erupted from inside of me. Big fat tears ran down my face, making it impossible for me to see anything, but I didn't care about that. I reached up and, with my trembling hand, switched off the light and cried in the dark. My heart was hurting, and my head was killing me with all this crying, but I couldn't do anything to stop it.

My worst fear had become true: I was going to raise this child on my own. I'd problably, have to leave Forks. Charlie would be heart-broken. He wouldn't let me leave, so I'd have to run away and let Edward go. I knew that when he found out about the baby he'd be all for it, but not because he wanted it, but because he'd feel obligated to me. I didn't want that. I didn't want him to resent me and our baby in the future.

The next day I woke up to a very bright room full of flowers. It took some time to get used to it, but when I finally could see, I realised that Charlie was in the room with Sue, talking in the corner.

"What are you two talking about?" My throat was sore from all the crying.

"Finally, you're awake." Sue came and kissed my cheeks. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm good. Where were you yesterday?" I asked, clearing my throat. They both took a seat on either side of my bed.

"We were in the cafeteria when Carlisle told us that you had woken up. When we came up, you were already sleeping," Charlie said, rubbing my hand.

"Oh, and Alice?" I asked. I have to explain to her, to tell her why I kept the baby a secret.

"She's at home," Sue answered in a sweet voice. Charlie wasn't even looking at me; he had become interested with my blanket.

"She never came to visit, did she?" I asked realising what was happening. She didn't want to see me. I hurt her.

Why do I keep hurting all the people I love?

"She'll understand the moment you'll explain it to her, honey," Sue said, smoothing down my hair.

"Edward?" I asked, a little afraid of what I would hear.

"They won the game." Charlie filled me in.

"I wasn't asking about that, Dad, and you know it."

He let out a deep sigh. "He knows. Kids from school made sure he did. He came to see you, but you were asleep. He said he'll be back today."

"Don't let him in here, Dad, please."

"Why? He finally knows - you'll be able to talk things out."

"I know, but it's best for him to stay away from us."

"Can you give us a minute?" Sue asked Charlie, who didn't seem too willing to leave.

He shook his head and got a little more comforatable in his seat.

"Please, I have to talk to Bella alone," she pleaded once again.

A staring contest bega between the two off them before Sue won. "Fine." He grumbled.

Once he was out of the room, Sue turned to face me. "Why don't you want to talk to Edward?"

"Carlisle came yesterday." For some reason I felt like I could talk freely with her about everything. She had became a friend to me, and I liked that, especially, now that I was lacking in friends.

"And?"

"He basically told me what Edward had when i asked him about his future. I can't hold him back, Sue. I have to let him go."

"Just because Carlisle said so, it doesn't mean you have to do that. You have to listen to what Edward has to say before you make a desicion like that. He has a right to know his child."

"I know he has a right to know his baby, and I'm not doing that just because Carlisle said so. I do that because I think it's right."

"I think you should let Edward deside what's right for him."

Sue was right. I was making decisions that concerned without actually knowing what he wanted, what he was thinking. Maybe I should talk to him first and then deside.

"Fine, I'll talk to him first." I was going to make things right.

The next few hours passed in a blur. Sue and Charlie went home, and I watched every show I could find on TV. Let me just tell you that hospitals were boring. Thank God, I was leaving tommorrow. I couldn't stand the bed I was in or undestand why they keeping me at the hospital for so long. I felt fine.

I was in the middle of a Glee episode when there was a knock on the door. I turned off the TV and sat up straighter on the bed.

"Come in."

"Hey." Edward came in slowly. Almost like he was afraid.

"Hi," I whispered.

"How are you feeling?" he asked after he'd sat down at one of the chairs.

"Good, you?"

"Fine."

God, this is the akwardest conversation ever!

"How was the game?"

"Good. We won." He couldn't even look at me. That brought me sadness. I mean, before all of this happened, he couldn't stay a minute away from me, and now he couldn't even look at me in the eye. Even if we would talk things out, we'd never be the same.

"Yeah, I heard."

"So...uhh, when do you get released?"

I started playing with a thread from my blanket.

"Tomorrow morning."

"Good."

Silence fell in the room. The only sound in the room was the birds tweeting from outside. I continued looking down at my blanket. I couldn't face him; this wasn't how I planned for him to find out.

"I was the last one to know," He finally spoke. I didn't say anything. I was going to let him take it all out. "Don't you think I should have been the first? I mean, it does concern me, and it has been three months, Bella. Three months!" He yelled out the last part. I cringed a little. He was right, of course he was.

"I know," I said in a small voice, almost afraid to speak any louder.

"But you kept it from me for all this time. Why didn't you tell me? Why did you wait so long? Is it because they baby it isn't mine? Is it Jacob's?"

And from the guitl I was feeling, my emotions transformed into fury. "How is it even possible for the baby to be Jacob's? Are you insane? I slept with Jacob when we were fifteen!" My chest constricted at the thought of Jacob and everything we had shared, but I couldn't think about him. It hurt too much.

"Well, you slept with him once, why not again? You were awfully close to each other."

And with that I saw red! How could he possible think that? After everything that I told him about Jacob? After saying that I love him?

"Get out," I whispered. I couldn't speak louder. Tears were starting to form in my eyes, but I wasn't going to cry in front of him. I wans't going to let him see how much he hurt me. I wasn't going to let him see how much pain he caused me. I would wait until he was out of the room. Out of my life!

"I said get out!" I screamed and screamed until he finally was out of the room and I finally could cry.

I sobed so hard that it was difficult for me to breathe. My heart was sattered in pieces, and there was no one to put them back together.

Alice wasn't talking to me, not that I was blaiming her. She had every right to be mad at me. I kept form her such an important thing. Renesmee thought that I wanted to steal Jacob from her. She wasn't talking to me either. I was pretty sure she hated me. Carlisle wanted me and the baby out of the picture, and so did Edward. Jacob took advantage in me in the most cruel way. I had no one, ecept from Charlie and Sue. But they weren't going to be with me forever. They have their own lives to live. They weren't going to babysit me for the rest of their lives.

And after so many years, this was the moment I needed my mom the most. I need her to be here with me, hold me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. I wanted her to be there with me when I would be give birth, to help with the baby, learn me everything she knows. I wanted to snuggle into her side and let her take all the pain away from me. I wanted to feel her close to me.

But she wasn't here. God, took her away from me. I'd always thought that God knew best. That everything that happened, happened for a reason, for a good reason. But for the first time in my life, I didn't believe that. How could her absence from my life be good? It wasn't! I had no one to help me, no one to understand what I was going through. I was going to have to learn things on my own, fight my battles alone, raise a kid alone, knowing nothing on how to do that.

When did my life became like this? I felt so alone, so unwanted, so miserable. Somehow I managed to drive everyone who I loved and who mattered in my life away. The only people who I loved and cared for weren't here for me now because of the bad choices I had made. I had no one to blame but myself for what I was going through.

I spuned this tangled wed, and I was the one who has to untangle it.

Was it going to be easy? No, life was never easy.

Was it going to worth it? I wouldn't find out if I wouldn' try it.

Was I going to make it? Of course, I would because I was a fighter, and I wasn't going to let anything bring me down. First of all for my baby and then for myself.

The door opened and the room filled with bright white light.

"Bella, can you hear me?" a very familiar voice said to me.

Slolwy, I opened my eyes and turned to see who the speaker was.

"Edward?" I asked, confused.

"Yes, it's me, baby. Time for you to wake up!" Edward kissed my knuckles.

I looked around and saw that I was in the hospital, in the same room I was before. But why was Edward so happy? And why was he still here?

"How long was I asleep?"

"Two days. You hit you head very badly," he said, giving me a sympathetic smile.

Wait! Does that mean that this is the first time I'm woking up since my faint spell? Was I dreaming the whole time?

BAZINGA! (and yes I did stole that from The Big Band Theory.)

I know many of you hate me right now, but believe me you'll love me in the next chapter. :P Originally, I wouldn't have made it all a dream, but I got that idea when I was finishing the chapter and I though "What the hell?" So, I put it in there. :S

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