CLANN - Dark Angel/ HeklAa - Yamuna

It's been a while since the movie. When I called before, he either didn't pick up and it went to voicemail, or said he couldn't talk and hung up, or Billy said wasn't there. It was becoming clear that he didn't want anything to do with me, but "why" wasn't important and I was going to make sure he listened to me this time.

While Charlie was still at work, I called him. I tapped my foot impatiently as I waited for someone to pick up. I hoped someone would. If it had been a while since I last called, then that increased my chances of someone doing so, right?

"Black's house," He answered. He sounded off but I couldn't focus on that right now.

"Don't hang up! It's an emergency!" I breathed heavily a few times til I knew he hadn't.

"I need your help. I need to talk to your Dad, is he there?"

"He's not here. Why do you want to talk to my Dad?"

"Jacob," I said stiffly, taking a look out the window to make sure Charlie hadn't pulled up.

"I need to talk to him. Find him. Tell him... tell him it's about the Cullens." There was silence.

"Jacob?"

"What about the Cullens, are they back?" He said almost angrily.

"What? No-Jacob listen! Go get Billy!"

"You can tell me what you want to tell him. I told you the story of the Cold Ones myself." I froze. He knew? He couldn't know.

"Yeah. You laughed about it then told me about how the Quileutes are supposedly descendants of wolves."

"Go ahead and tell me," He said softly, sounding more like the friend I knew, concerned about me. It was my turn to pause now.

"I'm pregnant." I finally said.

"What's that got-"

"It's Ed- It's Edwards." I said, chocking on the name.

"Holy fucking shit!" He shouted. He dropped the phone, picked it up roughly and kept shouting swears. I had to hold the phone away from my ear.

"How the fuck could you do that, Bella? With a blood sucker?" I was shocked.

"You know?!"

"I found out sometime ago. A lot's happened since Port Angeles. When you're here I'll tell you. But believe me, I think it's better to tell him when you're here- I got to go he's coming. I'll call you, pick up ok?"

"O-okay," I barely said before he cut off. I don't even know what just happened.

Soon after, Charlie pulled in and I watched him get out of the car. Jacob wants me to go, maybe I should go now but I have to plan because once I leave I'm not coming back. I have to go far away where Charlie won't think to look. I touched my belly with my hand.

I have to go somewhere to have it. I can't get an abortion here and probably not on the reservation either. Documents are needed for that and Charlie will look for me. I got back to making dinner as he opened up.

"Hey, Bells!" He greeted.

"Hey," Do I even want one? It's the last of the proof- An accident? I'd need help to do that. Would Jacob? But it's ours.

"Looks good, Bells," I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw him hovering.

"It's almost ready," I said. When I put it that way, I don't think I could. Charlie and sat down to eat. I picked up my fork and picked at my food, knowing it would come back up. It reminded me of the Cullen's practice.

I have to hurry. It's been so many days since I've eaten. It's obvious. I could pass out and they'd know. I was getting close to that point, I reminded myself. I was lagging because I didn't want to leave the only family I had left.

I'm not the only one who's had to, I thought. I can do this.

I have to. I don't have a choice.

I excused myself and took the food upstairs to my room as usual. It went cold as I waited for Jacob to call. I held the phone in my hand, staring at it, ready to pick up before it rang munch.

"Bella," He whispered.

"What took you so long!"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't! My dad didn't leave again. Kind of hard to have places to be when you can't walk,"

"Right. Sorry."

"I still can't fucking believe it! I'm so angry he did this to you. And he just left?"

"He doesn't know. I really don't want to talk about him, Jacob, okay?"

"Okay." He relented.

"Listen," I started. "If I go to talk to Billy I'm not coming back. I can't. I haven't been able to keep anything down and it's been days already. I don't know how much longer I can last. Even if I could, it's...it's getting bigger. It's only been 6 weeks and it looks like I'm at 20,"

"What?"

"I'm showing. I have to leave and I can't come back. I can't do this to Charlie- leaving him will hurt him- but this isn't even supposed to be possible and I-and I really don't know what to do.

I think I'd rather leave. These people wouldn't shut up about it if they knew, and I don't think I can handle that. But that's not even an option if I don't figure out what's wrong! I'm so fucking scared!" I rambled.

"Okay, all right. Just stay calm,"

"The plan is that I'll go to your house tomorrow morning after Charlie leaves. He won't know I didn't go to school til he gets back from work," I tried hard not to imagine him finding out I was missing again. It's really going to-

"Okay,"

"I should get to you by 8:40."

"Okay. Bella?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't worry. I promise I'm going to help you," He said. The tone he used made me feel like he would, no matter what. I sucked in a breath to stop the tears.

"Thanks, Jacob." I hung up and dropped the phone on the bed. I looked at my room, sad at what I was going to do to it. Where do I start?

I pulled out the duffel bag I brought my stuff in when I left Arizona from the closet, and put it on my bed. Underwear. I should start with essentials. I grabbed the first fistful of socks and underwear, and dump them in the bag. Grabbing the last bit, I saw familiar envelope. My heart stopped.

I slowly picked it up the fuchsia colored envelope, hands shaking. I was almost afraid it would turn to dust and fall through my fingers. I looked inside and teared up again from the sight of Alice's handwriting.

You're one of us.

I looked inside, and though the ring was gone, the card was still there along with a piece of folded paper that wasn't there before. I quickly opened it up.

I can't see your future, I don't know why. I should be able to despite what happened, but Edward insists we leave and won't let me look. This is the only way I can help. I love you,

- Alice

I cried. I love you too Alice. I miss you so much! I could really use your help right now.

I knew the card had money, but how much? I'll have to take some out and see. Right, my own card. I have to drain it somewhere far away. Charlie could try to follow me digitally. I grab my wallet, put the card in and stored the envelope in an inner pocket of the duffle bag.

I took a few deep breaths to continue. Knowing Alice left me something made me less afraid, but if I'm going to take care of a baby, even just myself, it has to be enough for me to get started. I hope Billy accepts me.

That has to wait. Finding out has to wait. I took clothes out of my closet and drawers, packed them, shook out my school bag to be able to pack more things. Right. I'm going to be a dropout too. If I live- if I don't, it won't matter, I thought. Lastly, I tossed in my other pair of sneakers, and tiptoed to the bathroom and filled my travel bottles with shampoo. That should be everything, except...writing a letter to Charlie. What do I write?

I didn't own much. Most of my things fit in the duffel bag and backpack. They waited under the bed while I went downstairs to have breakfast like always.

"Morning, Bells," Dad said, as he walked past me.

"Hey," I said around a crunchy mouthful to mask the sadness.

"Might be staying at the precinct later today," He said, grabbing his lunch from the fridge. So I'll have more time before he realizes I'm gone.

"Oh." I said.

"See you, Bella!"

"Bye, Dad." I held in the mouthful of cereal as I listened to him pulling out of the driveway. I wished saying 'I love you' between us was common place, then I could have told him.

Once I heard it drive away, I spat it out and vomited. Be good to me, I pleaded, patting my belly.

I'm curious, what color did you imagine the envelope being?

Typed in the app, always, so hopefully no typos. Thank you so much for following along this far, I hope things are well. I ended this a bit early so I could tack on this part I couldn't add into the story. I might later with some alterations, it could definitely fit, but figured it'd still be entertaining now. (Looking for clues while home "sick" and Charlie's at work)

I stopped a few ways away from the house as if I was disrespecting the place by coming close. My heart shattered as I stepped closer, I almost buckled to my knees. I sucked in deep breaths and willed myself to get closer. I opened the giant glass door to the house, opening it to an empty foyer. Next to it was the living room. It was empty too. No tv, no couches, or vases with plants that Esme had scattered through the house, a green thumb. There weren't any paintings on the walls or books. Did they really take everything? Was that really necessary? They really didn't want me to have anything...

I cried. I give up. I give up waiting for them for myself, but I had to keep looking for a clue of where they went for...my baby's sake? Would they want it? For my baby's sake I had to try. I searched the house like I planned and found nothing. That's it. It's completely over. I'm dying alone. (assuming in childbirth)