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BPOV

"What do you think about this?" I asked Edward, pointing to a picture of a book shelf in a furniture magazine. It was Thursday night - the same night that Lauren had insulted me to the point of breaking down - and I was in Edward's room, laying on his bed with my feet kicked into the air.

He leaned over my shoulder. "It's nice, love. But five hundred dollars for a book shelf?"

"Damn." I blew a piece of hair out of my face. "I'm becoming more and more like Alice every day."

Edward chuckled and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

Tomorrow was the day that Edward and I would move into our own little house behind the Cullen mansion. I had been in once, but it was dark, so I could hardly see a thing, but I imagined a cute, little cottage in the middle of an enchanted forest.

It would be a lovely home. We would have our own furniture, our own rules, our own memories… my hand absentmindedly floated down to my stomach.

At almost three months, I'm finally starting to show. My belly has a little bump to it, which is obvious if I wear tight shirts. I can't help but smile every time I touch it.

"Don't you think you should be in bed?" Edward asked, resting his hand on top of mine.

I cranked my head to look at him. "I'm not tired. I'm too excited."

He smiled. "I am too, but tomorrow is going to be a crazy day. You and the baby need sleep. Don't you think?"

Leave it to Edward to, once again, use the "for the baby" move on me. For the baby this… for the baby that. It's like he can finally use something against me to make me do things. Not that I could fight back, because it was true.

Taking a deep sigh, I closed the magazine and dropped it on the floor. Then, cuddling into Edward's soft blankets, I shut my eyes.

"That's my girl." Edward murmured, brushing his lips against the side of my face.

Every night, he stayed by my side loyally until I drifted off into sleep. In the morning light, he was always gone. I had no idea where he went, or where he slept, even. All I knew was that he was gone.

"Edward…" I said. The lights had just been turned out and I was already getting sleepy.

"Yes?"

I yawned out loud. "I love you."

I could feel him smiling beside me. "I love you too."

Going back to school was like my own personal hell.

Lauren made fun of me all day and called me all kinds of names. People stared at me in the hallways - some sympathetically, some psychotically. To them, I was just the girl who was stupid enough to get herself pregnant.

The day had already gone by slow enough, and to make matters worse, Edward had track right after school for two hours. Which meant that I would be all alone until four in the afternoon.

I wanted to hit my head against the wall.

On the way home, I tried to distract myself from thinking. But no matter how hard I focused on the color of the trees, or the license plate of the car in front of me, I was truly lost in my own thoughts.

I pulled my truck over, and pulled the keys out of the ignition.

I really wonder about people sometimes. I wonder why they feel the need to hurt other people. Is it because they're that insecure? Or they just don't understand?

Sometimes, it's hard with everybody not knowing the truth. It's hard knowing that everybody thinks your just another slut.

"But that's not me." I whispered, shaking my head.

I put the keys back into the ignition, and turned the car around, going in the opposite direction of the Cullen's house. There was something that had to be taken care of.

Driving down the familiar road, and recognizing all of the houses, anxiety built in the pit of my stomach. My fingers gripped onto the steering wheel, leaving nail marks. I took a deep breath as I pulled into the driveway.

I slowly walked up the doorsteps and took a deep breath before I pulled the door open.

Everything was exactly as I remembered it. The table as still in the center of the room, and the kitchen still had the clean pots and pans sitting by the sink. My school pictures going back to kindergarten still hung around the room.

I walked up the staircase, and walked down the hall until I reached a familiar white door. I put my hand on the doorknob and pulled it open.

Everything was untouched and exactly the way I left it.

Not knowing how much time I would have until Charlie got home, I grabbed a big, black bag and started throwing things into it. I knew that I wouldn't be able to get everything, so I threw in as much as I could; my clothes, my books, some of my pictures…

I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, and quickly scrawled onto it:

Dad,

I'm sorry that things turned out the way that they did. I really wish that you would listen to me so that you could understand why I'm doing what I'm doing. I miss you so much and I wish that you at least would have wanted to be in my daughter's life.

~ Bella

P.S. I took some of the stuff from my room, in case your wondering. I didn't want you to think that somebody robbed you.

Without looking back, I put the note on the table and walked out of the door, not a single regret on my mind. What was done was done. As much as I miss my dad, what he did was irrational, and he deserves to know.

I climbed back into my truck and drove to the Cullen's house, where Edward would be very soon. Esme wasn't home, probably at the store, and Alice was out and about with her friends.

Knowing that he wouldn't mind, I started taking his clothes down from his closet and folding them down. There was no way that he was going to let me handle all of the heavy furniture, so I took on all of the light, easy things.

Once I had finished his closet, I heard the front door fly open.

I poked my head out of the door. "Edward?"

No answer.

I rolled my eyes and started making my way down the stairs. "Very funny, Edward."

Once again, I found that there was no answer. The only sound was me walking through the enormous house, calling out to my 'disappearing' boyfriend.

"Edward it's n- "

Just then I saw someone standing in the family room. I let out a bloodcurdling scream as the man stood, his muscles literally popping from his shirt. He turned quickly, obviously not expecting me.

My eyes were wide open with fright as he approached me, coming out of the dark room.

"What the hell was that for?"

"Oh… uh, hey, Emmett." He stared at me. "I thought you were someone else…. Where's Edward?"

Emmett laughed. "You're insane. Edward told me to stop by and help the pregnant lady with the furniture while he went to pick something up."

My cheeks flushed bright yet. The pregnant lady? First I completely humiliate myself by accusing the poor guy as being some intruder then he gives me a new nickname.

He clapped his hands together. "Let's get to moving."

Edward and I hadn't really discussed whose furniture we were using, but it would make more sense to use his. I really did want to use my own bed, but sometimes logic is more important than what we want.

As earlier today, I put all of the little things into the boxes that Emmett brought over. Even as I packed I thought about my old room. My bed, my dresser, my things…

I sighed,

"What's wrong little sister?" Emmett asked. He stopped taking the bed apart and came over to stand by my side.

I shook my head. "It's nothing…"

"Not buying it." He said. "You can tell me anything, I'm practically your big brother."

"And I'm practically your little sister." I added with a smile.

"Exactly! So, tell me what's wrong." He commanded in his deep, yet reassuring voice.

I told him how I missed my old room and my things. "It's not that I don't like Edward's stuff… because I do… I just…"

"Are you crying?" Emmett asked, chuckling.

I put my hands into fists and started up at him with an evil gleam in his eyes. He put his hands up in response. "Okay, I'm sorry. Don't kill me."

I had to laugh at that. Emmett could be so silly sometimes.

"Do you want me to go by your house and get your bed… and dresser?"

My face lit up. "You would do that?"

He nodded, his blue eyes smiling or him. "What are big brothers for?"

Not being able to control my happiness, I wrapped my arms around him, jumping up and down. Like brother, like brother, he rolled his eyes, just like Edward, and hugged me back.

After telling him where the key was, Emmett told me that he would be back in the next hour or so with all of my stuff. I waved as he pulled away in his massive Jeep.

Checking the time, I realized it was a little past four.

And as if planned, the garage door rumbled open.

"Edward."

I ran over the garage, and waited in the doorway. He stepped out of his Volvo, looking tired in his shorts, tennis shoes, and a short sleeved shirt.

"Hey." I said, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him as he walked by.

He reached his arm back as he walked by, grabbed my hand and pulling me into the living room. We stood by the couch staring at each other.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Oh, nothing, I just wanted to see you more clearly."

I bit my lip and took a step closer to him, resting my head against his chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat. He held me close to him, his hands on my upper back, while his forehead pressed against mine, his eyes closed.

"I'm excited." I whispered, my lips barely moving, but my words somehow echoing.

"As am I." Edward whispered back, his green eyes opening.

I pulled back and walked up and Edward, as though reading my mind, followed. Edward helped me finish packing of the clothes, CD's, movies, and everything else. We sealed them all into boxes and waited for Emmett to come back with my things.

Not only would they have to move the bed and dresser, but Edward's piano as well.

"You're not mad, are you?" I asked out of the blue as we sat in Edward's box-filled room.

"Mad? About what?"

"About me wanting to using my bed in the new house…"

Edward chuckled and put his arm around me. "Of course I'm not mad, Bella. I'm going to do whatever you want to do."

"So if I wanted to paint the entire house… oh, I don't know… black per say…"

"As long as there are no cobwebs."

"Or coffins." I added, laughing. "But, no. I don't want the house to be black. That would be… crazy. I was thinking maybe some creamy whites, and light blues."

Edward nodded. "That sounds nice. And it'll look good with our bed." He told me, kissing the told of my head.

Our bed. I loved the way the way that he said that.

The two of us wandered around the empty house, waiting for Emmett to come back. I was terrified that he would get back too late and we would have to wait yet another day to move in. Or worse, Charlie would throw a fit and not let him so much as step into the house. It was the longest two hours of my life.

Just after six, we heard honking outside, followed my Emmett's booming voice yelling for us to come and help him. I grabbed Edward's arm and we both walked outside together.

Emmett was leaning outside of his red truck, his arm resting on the window, which was rolled down. "Sorry it took so long. This stuff is heavy."

"Did you have any problems with Charlie?"

He shook his head. "He seemed a little… surprised, but he didn't seem to care too much. Or if he did, he didn't show it."

My heart broke a little bit at that, but I pushed it aside. There were bigger and more important things to worry about.

There was only one last thing that needed to be moved into the back of the enormous car, and that was the piano. Very slowly, and very carefully, the two of them somehow manage to bring the piano to the car, not a single track on the black wood.

Emmett secured it into the back with some straps and tugged on it to make sure it was safe. "Looks likes it's good to go. I'll drive it over there now. You two lovebirds will have to walk… there's no room in the car."

"That's alright." Edward said, taking my hand,

We watched as Emmett slowly drove away in the direction of the house.

"This is so exciting!" I called out as we walked, a cheerful bound to my step. "I can't believe it… our own little house. This is so amazing."

Edward swung our arms back and forth. "It's another big step for us."

Though it was twilight out, in the dim light I saw him quickly glance down at my belly. My cheeks flushed, and I took a step closer to him. He slid his hand away from mine and put his arm around me.

In silence, we walked to the house, where Emmett was parked.

There was just enough light outside for me to finally get a good look at the house.

Big, white, the Victorian styled cottage was just as enchanting as I had imagined. The purple, white, blue, and pink flowers and beautiful oak trees surrounding the house making it just as alluring as I had remembered. I found myself staring into the huge windows as we walked up through the wet, green grass and onto the front door step, which was hidden by a stone wall.

Just as I was reaching for the doorknob, I felt the floor fall under me. I let out a surprised gasp when I found that Edward was holding me bridal-style, smiling my favorite crooked smile.

"Thresholds are part of my job description."

"Since when?"

"… now."

I laughed quietly as we walked into the house, Edward flipping on the lights as we stepped in. He set me back down on my feet, and watched as I admired the home in awe.

Everything was just as magical as I had remembered it.

Suddenly, I could see a lifetime going on in this house. I could our baby taking their first steps. I could see myself cooking dinner in the kitchen while Edward watched a movie. I could see Edward and I cuddling on the couch next to the fireplace.

My mind flash forwarded, and I could see everything.

I was so awestricken by the house that I hadn't even realize Edward had left my side until I heard him and his brother taking the pieces of the bed into the house.

Of course, Edward refused to let me so much as touch anything ("for the baby" was his excuse again), so I sat on the floor and twiddled with my fingers until they had finished putting together the bed, and brought in the dresser and piano.

"Thanks so much for helping out." Edward said, as the two of them walked out of the room. I jumped up and trailed them to the front door.

"Anytime, bro." He patted him on the shoulder. "I'm really happy for the two of you."

Edward nodded and my cheeks burned.

"Bye, guys." He said, walking out of the door. Edward closed the door behind him, and we were finally alone.

I took a deep breath through my teeth and stood up on my tiptoes.

"I know that we just got settled in and everything, but… I really need to take a shower." Edward admitted sheepishly.

"I never thought that two things of furniture, a piano, and a guitar was considered moved in but… alright." I teased.

He laughed. "I'll be back in ten minutes."

Then I was alone.

Alone to wander through my beautiful new house. Alone in my own thoughts. Alone to think, to worry, to wonder.

In an attempt to distract myself, I started folding clothes in the room that Edward and I would be staying it. The walls were already a creamy white, with stone surrounding the sliding glass door which led to our own private porch. Along with that, there were wooden beams across the ceiling, which conveniently matched the furniture.

The closet was just big enough for the two of us to hang up all of shirts, and our jeans, pants, and everything else fit snugly into the dresser. Edward's stuff was on one side, and mine was on the other, which worked out perfectly, especially since I had never used all of the drawers in the first place.

Edward still wasn't finished by the time I was done with the clothes.

Sighing, I decided to check my phone. Picking it up, I noticed that I had a new voicemail. I put the phone up to my ear and stood by the window, staring out into the darkness.

'You have one new voicemail.'

I rolled my eyes at the robotic voice and waited for the message to play.

Bella, I got your note. I don't know what happened to me. I was just so angry that I did what I needed: to get you out. It was wrong of me to leave you all alone like that. It was wrong of me to give my responsibility of you to the Cullens.

There was a silence.

Emmett came by earlier to get your furniture. I can't believe that - well, never mind. I owe you and… Edward … an apology. I'm going to swing by tomorrow morning around eleven. I'll see you later Bells.

'End of message. If you would like to repeat this message -'

I hung up and sat on the bed completely emotionless.

Charlie… Edward… new house… new baby… without even realizing it, I began hyperventilating.

"Bella?" I heard someone say. "Oh dear God, Bella what happened?"

Edward was suddenly by my side, his hand against my forehead. "What's wrong?"

I fumbled with my phone, flipping it open and putting the message on speaker phone for the both of us to hear. When it was finished, I put my head in my hands and tried to remain calm.

Not another word was spoken.

Edward stood up and took off his shirt, handing it to me. Being the gentleman that he was, he turned away as I kicked my jeans and t-shirt and pulled the shirt over my head.

"I'm done." I mumbled.

He walked back over to me and pulled the blankets over my body. This time, though, instead of laying on top of the blankets, he crawled underneath them, right next to me. He switched the lamp off, and wrapped his arms around me.

"Do you think he knows about…" I put his hand on my stomach as I whispered.

"There's only one way to find out."

I closed my eyes and tried to focus on Edward; his warmth, the softness of his breath, the delicacy of his touch… I turned around so I was facing him and pulled his mouth against mine.

It was obvious that he was taken aback at first, but he quickly threw himself into the kiss.

I needed to feel something. I needed something to take away the pain and confusion I was feeling on the inside. It was wrong of me to do that - to use him like that- but he was the only one who could do that. He was the only one who I loved enough, who I felt so much for that he could thoroughly distract me.

The only one who could subside the loss of my first baby, and make the confusion of my father go away.

I let him pull me closer, and let passion captivate the night.

Long chapter! It would have been up earlier but we drove down to Jackson and spent the whole day there… anyway, I hope you liked it! Maybe I can hit 100 reviews this chapter… ;)