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Bella POV

I don't know how long it was...but I'm pretty sure I had been sitting in front of Andrew's desk for twenty minutes now. He was reading my latest edition and staring out his floor-lentgh window. I tried to be patient, but it ran out after the fifth "uh huh". So I tried concentrating on the clock and each second that ticked by. I counted to 300 seconds before I got bored.

Then when I thought I was going to lose it, Andrew spun around. He slapped the paper on the desk and then looked up at me.

"This. Is."

I gulped. His look was intense.

"Brilliant."

I sighed with relief and smiled. I wasn't sure if he was going to like Christmas. It didn't seem like him. I was especially worried about the whole Rosalie being pregnant thing. I decided at the last minute I had to add that in, because if this was about "the people of the bar", I couldn't skip something major. It had been on my conscious all day though. Hell, this whole story has been on my conscious since I fell in love with Edward.

I had come to realize that my relationship with Edward was the most honest relationship I'd ever been in...and that was pretty pathetic seeing how I was living this double life with him.

"Bella, I am so excited about this coming out!"

Wow...he actually had genuine enthusiasm.

"Good, I'm really thrilled too..."

That was a lie. I was actually nervous and scared for my life. This could ruin everything. And then what would I have? A giant office? My own column? Those were the things I wanted most...but yet those things wouldn't keep me warm at night. I could love those things, but they'd never love me back.

My cell went off at that point and I excused myself.

"Hello?"

"Hi! Bella, it's Rosalie!"

I almost dropped the phone. Rosalie sounded...excited...to be talking to me. I almost couldn't believe it.

"Oh uhm, hi! How are you?"

I could tell she was smiling on the other end.

"Terrific! I was actually calling to see if you wanted to do lunch with Alice tomorrow?"

I thought ahead and went through my mental calendar.

"Yea sure, I'm free."

"Oh good! I've got to go, but I'll call you tonight about the details."

"Okay, bye."

"Ciao!"

The line went dead and I stood there smiling for myself.

"Get a good story."

I jumped and whirled around. Andrew had stuck his head out the door and was right at my ear.

"God! Andrew you scared me!" I cried, feeling my heart trying to escape my chest.

He shrugged and then slammed the door in my face.

When I got home that night, I found Edward in the kitchen. He was wearing my apron and sauteing peppers. I set down my stuff and snuck in, watching him carefully. A smile spread slowly across my face, seeing him that way. My heart melted and it was like my love went up another notch, if it were possible. Why was I so lucky to have this wonderful man? I didn't deserve him. My face fell and my happy was ruining by the shadow over my head. Seeing him so happy, thinking that we were so perfect made me want to throw up. What was I doing to him? I could feel my eyes welling up with hot tears and I felt them run down my face. He lifted the pan and flipped the peppers in the air. It all seemed to move in slow motion. I felt sick, sick to my stomach. It dawned on me so quickly, all these things were terrible. I was silently building up this hurt and betrayl that would all come crashing down and ambush him.

Edward turned the stove off and turned around. He had a huge smile on his face, obviously knowing that I was watching. But it turned to a frown when he saw me silently crying. He came over to me immediately, wiping my tears away.

"Bella? What's wrong?" he asked, concern thick in his tone.

I shook my head, but more tears fell out to replace what he wiped away.

"N-nothing. I don't k-know."

This was ridiculous! Why was I crying? I was right where I wanted to be and I ruining the moment.

Edward pulled me into his warm embrace and kissed my hair.

"Shhh...what's wrong? You can tell me. It's okay."

Him comforting me just made it worse. I broke off and ran to the bathroom and locked the door. He was there, banging and pleading for me to open up. I ignored it and opened the toilet lid just in time for me to throw up all my guilt. It just kept coming even when I was sure my stomach was empty. When it finally ceased, I flushed and then sat back against the counter. The tears kept coming, more fast this time.

"Bella? Please open up! Tell me what's wrong? Please...Bella...I love you..."

I looked at the door.

"You shouldn't love me," I whispered just so I could hear.

I don't know how long I was in there, but it felt like hours. I finally got up the courage and stood up. I rinsed my mouth out three times with mouthwash before emerging. The apartment was black. Everything was turned off except for one lamp. Then my eyes landed on Edward. He was sitting on the couch, asleep. It took a lot to not cry as I looked at him, so peaceful. I pulled the comforter from my bed and carried to the couch were I curled up next to him and spread it out evenly. Unconsciously he wrapped his arms around me and I fell asleep in his arms.

I woke up with the sun shining in my eyes. I squinted and shield it with my arms as I sat up and stretched my back. I heard a crack and then settled back down, remembering the events from last night. It wasn't long before Edward woke up to. We made eye contact and he seemed to be surprised to see me there. He looked at me carefully, as if one wrong look would cause me to break out into tears again.

"I'm fine now. I'm so sorry about that, I don't know what got into me."

We sat in silence for a minute. I gave up and wormed into his arms. He accepted me and kissed my forehead.

"We don't have to talk about it, if you want."

And I knew he meant it. Edward would never force me to share my mind when I wasn't ready. And I wasn't ready.

"I don't want to, at least not right now. I just can't."

And he seemed to accept that.

"Okay. Just know that whenever your ready, I'm here. And I'll always love you, not matter what."

I nodded and kept my face buried in his chest.

"I know...and I love you too. I'm glad that you're here, and that you stayed through all that last night."

He kissed my forehead and smiled.

"Where else would I be?"

After breakfast Edward went to work and I got dressed for lunch. I got to the restaurant around noon to find that Rosalie was there early. She was in a booth, cradling her flat stomach and frowning. I hurried to her side.

"Rosalie? Are you okay? You seemed so happy yesterday."

She sniffled.

"I can't do this Bella."

I smoothed her hair. "What? Of course your can."

She shook her head.

"No, I can't. I told Emmett last night."

I caught her eye. The twinkle that was always there was gone.

"What happened?"

"Nothing. He just looked at me and then my belly and then me. He was in shock. Bella, Emmett isn't ready to be a dad and I'm not ready to be a mom."

I kept looking at Rosalie. It was like she wasn't even here. She looked like she were in a different place, like she was off thinking about what happened the night before.

"Emmett, baby, I need to talk to you."

Emmett crossed the room and sat down next to Rosalie. She was fumbling with her mother's pearl ring which she always wore on her middle finger of her right hand.

"Rose? Baby, what is it?"

He could tell by her tone that this was serious. He knew he wasn't going to like it.

"Just first, promise me that you love me. That you'll be here."

Emmett took her hands and kissed them.

"Always."

She nodded and took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant."

Her hands slipped from his. He wanted to laugh, but her eyes told him she was serious. A million thoughts raced through his head, one after the other. How could this have happened? They were always so careful, and Rosalie was on the pill. It was only 99% effective, but still.

"Pr-pregnant?"

She nodded and tears rolled down her cheeks.

His eyes focused in on her flat belly and then back to her face. He was confused and scared.

"Emmett, please say something."

He shook his head slowly. "What do you want me to say? You're pregnant, Rose. We aren't even married yet and we're having a baby! We're not ready for this, we can't do this!"

His thoughts spilled from his mouth in panic. He started shaking and finally he got up.

"I need some air."

Rosalie was left on the couch. She felt abandoned and lost. She thought about the small baby growing inside of her...and that small thing brought her little comfort.

"No one is ready to be a mother Rosalie. It just happens and all you can do is hope for the best. Emmett just needs some time. It's not easy for a man, just let him cool down. I know he's going to be a great dad."

A tear escaped her right eye and she looked up at me like I was God.

"You think?"

I nodded. "I know he will."

"Hey, what's going on?"

We both turned to see Alice sliding into the other side of the booth.

"Rose? Why are you crying?"

She looked at me and then back at Rosalie.

"Go ahead, tell her."

Rosalie nodded and looked back at Alice.

"Alice...I'm pregnant."

Alice's concern disappeared. Her whole face went blank, just her wide green eyes stared at us.

"Alice?" I asked, waving my hands in front of her face. She didn't move.

We sat there impatiently, waiting for Alice to say something. Then she finally blinked.

"What?"

I looked at Rosalie, but she said nothing.

And then Alice surprised us both. A wide smile spread across her face and she practicly climbed over the table and pulled Rosalie into a hug.

"Rosalie! I'm so happy! This is so exciting! Why are you crying? You're going to be a mom!"

Alice was thrilled! But then again, she always was. At first Rosalie didn't know what to make of it, but then she smiled and hugged Alice back tightlt.

"Oh my god!" she said in realization. "I'm pregnant! I'm having a baby!"

We all laughed and hugged each other, taking this as a celebration and not shame.

Rosalie was having a baby...and that was just fine.

I hope you all enjoyed that! I went into this chapter not even planning the Bella-Breakdown and it just came out! It totally shocked me and I hope you all enjoy it! Leave love in the comments!