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I promise we'll catch up with Jasper soon, this is about Alice at the moment though!
I'm not too keen on this chapter, it started out alright but towards the end I felt it trailed off, I wasn't too sure how to finish but oh well! I hope you all like it :)

When I woke up I wasn't so sure what time it was. It was dark and my Dad's arms were wrapped around me still.

"Dad?" I mumbled blinking a few times to look up at him but his eyes were closed. I moved carefully and got off the sofa, going towards the stairs, seeing my bags at the bottom. He must have brought them in. I pulled them through to my bedroom and started to unpack.

I looked towards the clock and was rather surprised to see it was five am. I'd sleep over twelve hours!

What day was it?

I grabbed the planner off my desk and flicked all the way to December.

December nineteenth, a Monday.

Damn, it was Christmas on Sunday!

Jasper had all these plans for us. We were going to go for an early morning walk where he had a surprise for me, then we'd come home and open presents before going to a nice restaurant down the road that did Christmas dinners.

Now I had no idea what I was doing, but I'd be with my dad. That'd be enough for me.

"Alice?"

I jumped hearing him calling me. I dashed into the lounge and saw him sitting up looking practically terrified!

"I'm here Dad...I was just unpacking." I watched him breathe a sigh of relief; clearly he thought I'd left him again. "I promise." I moved towards him sitting beside him. "I'm not going to run away again, I'm always going to be here."

His arm moved around me and he pulled me close, nodding.

"Sorry...I know I should trust you." He frowned. "But I never thought you'd run away in the first place. Why did you?"

I should have known this question was coming. I'd have to think of a way to tell him without it seeming it was all Jasper's idea, I didn't want my Dad to hate him; despite what he'd done to me.

"I thought...thought no-one would miss me." I admitted staring down at my knees. "You had Charlotte. Bella had Edward." I frowned feeling his hold on my tightening. "Jasper was the only one that wanted me, that cared and he was leaving...he wanted me to go with him. It was stupid I know I'm so sorry."

"I don't want you ever thinking that I don't care about you Alice. That I don't want you." He sighed. "You're my baby, my little girl no matter how old you get, I'll always care about you." He soothed pressing his lips to my cheek. "Where did you go Alice? What did you do?"

I sighed leaning back on the sofa, putting my feet up on the coffee table and as usual he batted them away.

"We went everywhere." Well, not really. "Went to Montana, New York, Florida, Manchester." I smiled a little at all the memories. "He took me to Blackpool a few weeks ago. Just for the day. Said he was trying to cheer me up, but of course being pregnant I couldn't go on anything." Pointless trip really, but bless him Jasper did try.

"Pregnant." My dad shook his head putting his hand against my stomach. "I want to get you to the hospital soon Alice. Check you over, check everything's healthy, you look sick baby." He admitted. "We'll go today yeah, I've got the next two weeks of work."

I nodded getting up. "I'm going to have a shower, we can go afterwards alright?" Sure it was early, but hopefully it wouldn't be as busy then.

He let me go and after I was showered and dressed we headed out, straight to the hospital.

It was odd; all the time we were in the waiting room he kept looking at me, staring at me then putting his hand on my shoulder or taking my hand as if he was making sure I was actually there, not some hallucination.

"How have you been Dad?" I asked quietly. "What've you been doing?" I was acting as if I'd been away for a few days, maybe a week, not half a year!

He looked down at me and sighed lightly. "I've been looking for you." He frowned. "Trying to figure out where you've gone." He sighed. "I kept thinking I saw you...got my hopes up every time I saw a short dark haired girl." He put his arm back around me, holding me against his side. "Police were no help." He frowned. "Sure for the first few weeks they acted like they cared, but when you turned eighteen they said you were a legal adult and you could be alone legally without it being kidnap or some crap like that."

I looked up at him and honestly had no idea what to say back to him but thankfully my name was called.

We went through to the room on the ward for pregnant women; it was pretty typical, white walls but they were covered in pictures and diagrams of bellies, babies and other things.

I felt my eyes welling up again getting the familiar feeling I got back in England whenever I went for a scan or a doctor's appointment about my baby.

"Alice?" My Father frowned looking down at me as we sat opposite an older woman. "Are you alright?"

I nodded dabbing at my eyes, not wanting to make a fool of myself. "I'm just scared." I admitted leaning against his side.

"Don't be scared sweetheart." He said gently. "Everything will be fine." He promised before looking at the nurse. "I just want her checked over, she's been away for a long time and I think she looks rather ill. She's five months pregnant."

The nurse looked at me then got on with doing all her tests, blood tests, reaction tests, shoving lights in my eyes, in my mouth, in my ears then finally coming to her decision.

"She's sleep deprived." She started looking to her notes. "She's a bit underweight." She frowned; clearly not happy I've not been taking care of myself. "All that combined with the pregnancy has made her weak." She pushed a piece of paper across to my Father. "She needs to eat right, get her weight up to keep herself safe and the baby healthy. I don't want her doing any heavy lifting, it's not healthy to worry or stress too much which I understand can be difficult with being pregnant at such a young age." She smiled a little, trying to be friendly now, but I wasn't having it. She was against me, I'd decided. She thought I was some stupid little irresponsible kid. "I've given you an eating plan and a list of vitamins you should be taking. Come back at the start of the New Year for your six month scan and we'll see how you are then."

"Thanks." I mumbled after my Father did then followed him out into the waiting room again.

His arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close as if he was worried I'd make a run for it. I wasn't going anywhere.

"We're going to the supermarket baby, I'm getting you these vitamins, getting you the food on the list, I'm going to make sure you get better, make sure you're healthy alright darling? For you and this baby." He decided opening the car door for me then getting in his side. "We're going to have a talk about this pregnancy later on, see what you want to do, see what options we have alright? But there's one thing I want you to know." He looked at me once we were both in the car. "You don't have to be scared; don't be getting upset about this. I don't want you worrying, you don't need to do anything you don't want alright, you always have choices. This isn't the end of your life." He tapped my stomach. "It's a new life darling."

I took in what he said and nodded lightly.

He was right, this didn't have to be the end of my life; I could go back to school, graduate, go to college, get a job to support myself, my Father and my baby.

I could do this.

It'd be hard work, but I could do it.

I had to do it.

The supermarket was pretty quiet, well it was only eight am!

There were a few early morning shoppers about, but that was it really.

"Dad I want to tell you something." I said linking my arm through his as he got a shopping trolley.

"What's that?" He asked getting the first few items off the list and putting them in the trolley.

I watched him for a while before staring ahead of us. "I um...have some money dad." I could feel his eyes on me but I didn't want to look up. "Quite a bit actually."

His next question was exactly what I expected; "How?"

"It was Jasper's, he had a lot and I took half when I left. We're married, what's mine is his, what's his is mine and all that." I looked up seeing a little frown. "It's not stealing Dad! I'm not a thief. I needed money to get home and well it's his fault I'm pregnant so I'm took some to pay for the baby, to help support it."

"His fault you're pregnant?" He frowned. "Alice I don't think..."

I cut him off before he could defend Jasper.

"No. It is his fault. He tampered with the condoms, put holes in some of them. He admitted it to me." I frowned, remembering how angry I was, how I slapped him...and then how he completely lost his temper, I was surprised he didn't hit me!

I watched my Father's jaw clench, clearly not happy with this piece of information. His hold on the trolley tightened so much that the whites of his knuckles showed.

"If I ever see that bastard he has hell to pay." He muttered, staring at the trolley.

I didn't argue with that. I should expect him to be angry, I was his daughter and Jasper had gone and taken advantage of me. He was going to be annoyed!

"It's okay dad." I whispered looking up at him. "I know what he did was wrong, but I think he's ill." I frowned. "Doesn't seem to think he's done anything wrong." I sighed leaning against my dad side.

"It's no excuse." My Father muttered back.

We reached halfway around the store when I caught sight of a flurry of dark hair...it was Bella! I was sure.

"Back in a second." I promised but as I tried to leave he grabbed my arm. "Dad...I'm not running away, promise...Bella's over there, I want to go see her."

He wasn't having it, he was coming with me.

We went round the corner and sure enough Bella was there with her Father, Charlie.

"Bells." I called, a little worried as to what her reaction would be.

They both turned simultaneously, both Bella and her Father and Bella ran at me, throwing her arms around me.

"Alice!" She exclaimed, hugging me for a moment before letting go and stepping back. "You...bitch! Where the hell have you been! Do you know what you've done to your Father?"

I should have known Bella would have this reaction.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry." I sighed watching our Father's talking to each other looking over at us every few minutes.

"It's not good enough Alice!" she shot back. "Sorry isn't good enough." She shook her head looking at me. "Your Father has been a wreck! A complete wreck, we've had to stay with him because my Dad was worried he'd do something stupid."

"Bella...I'm sorry." I repeated again watching her. "I really am...I never wanted to hurt anyone, I just wanted to get away." I whispered looking down at my feet, playing with the edge of my shirt. "It was stupid and I know it was the wrong thing to do, but I wasn't thinking straight."

She glared at me for a while before her face softened and she sighed.

"Just so long as you're back I guess." She said quietly. "Your dad looks better than he has in months." She smiled glancing over at him seeing him laughing with Charlie as if nothing had happened these past few months. "You're pregnant Alice." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Hmm." I frowned looking at my bump. "Don't remind me. Bloody Jasper, his fault, he planned it, never thought to ask me though!"

We finished up the shopping together; me and my dad, Bella and hers.

Afterwards we went back to Bella's where we stayed for the rest of the day. It was nice to pretend everything was normal; we had lunch and then a few hours later we had dinner. Our dad's watched the game and me and Bella watched films in her bedroom

Of course Bella asked me what I got up to when I was away with Jasper but I didn't want to talk about it, not yet, I'd tell her soon, when I was ready which I knew I eventually would. She was my best friend, I told her everything.

Though I didn't talk about Jasper, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

What was he doing?

Was he mad? Sad? Did he even notice I'd gone?

That was stupid! Of course he noticed!

I wondered what he'd do.

Would he come looking for me? Or get with someone else and try and get over me?

The unknown was killing me. I was terrified he'd turn up at my door and force me away again!

Why did I leave him?

'Shut up Alice!' I mentally shouted at myself. I couldn't be thinking like this, I couldn't run off back to him, I was with my Father now, things had a chance to get better, I could turn all this around.

I would turn all this around.

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