Chapter: 25

"Would you like to come in?"

I shake my head. "Thanks for the offer, but I should get going."

Edward looks disappointed, which confuses me a little. He starts to get out after a few seconds, but stops. "Bella, do you think—could I get your number? I mean, I could give you mine. I could call you sometime — if you're okay with that?"

"Sure, that sounds good. You never know when you'll need me to pick you up in the rain again."

I hand Edward my cell and he types away, and then I hear his voicemail pick up as he hands mine back hitting end call.

"Thank you, Bella, and thanks for the lift," he says, stepping back.

"You're welcome," I say with a smile before driving off.

As I see his house disappearing in the background, I turn on the radio to the news.

Baseball player Edward Cullen has found himself in yet another scandal. A woman has come forward claiming he is the father of her four-year-old son, who shares the same name. The story has become more in-depth as more information is released. There are now claims of abuse, unfaithfulness, and a parade of young women.

"No wonder he looked so stressed out," I say out loud.

Edward Cullen's people have strongly disagreed with this story and claim that the child is not Edward's. They also claim that Edward has never been with the woman. However, the fact that the woman has a photo of them together and the little boy is the spitting image of him still remains.

"Why the hell do they call this news? This is more like airing dirty laundry in lieu of real news!"

We have word now that lawyers for Mr. Cullen have demanded DNA testing. They even asked the court to demand the woman pay for testing to prove her claim. The woman was quoted as saying, "How they expect a single mom to find nearly three hundred extra dollars when living on minimum wage is beyond me."

I roll my eyes as they continue to talk about this for another five minutes. "This is not news, it's gossip!" I scream at the radio.

We move on to another story.

I listen as they give a two minute description of a missing twelve-year-old. The entire time, I am shaking my head, wondering why Edward Cullen's personal life is worthy of so much air time, but a missing child barely garners a few measly minutes. I let out a sigh and drive home. I spend the rest of the day cooking and listening to music. I stop for a bit to call Charlie and see how everyone is. Of course, I am also calling to make sure he is eating healthily. We talk for a bit, and he promises to come visit soon.

I find my mind wandering back to Edward. It's completely understandable why he seemed so upset earlier. That guy needs some good luck.

A/N: If only Bella knew she holds his good luck close to her heart. See you all tomorrow for more updates of this story.