Chapter 9: Happy

Nessie's POV

"Do you not understand how worried we all were about you?" Carlisle asked calmly. It'd been fifteen minutes since we'd gotten home. Ten minutes since Carlisle and Esme started lecturing me about disappearing all night. I was the only one who was getting the lecture. Edward had wanted to talk to Jacob alone as soon as we got back. Although Edward was calm on the outside I could tell he was angry and that Jacob was scared. Though I had no idea why.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to cause so much worry,"

"Renesmee I don't ask for much. But while you are living here I do expect you to follow certain rules. One of those rules being that you are not allowed to stay out all night like that. You must return home before midnight. Is that understood?"

"Yes sir," I mumbled looking down at the floor.

"Good. You may leave now,"

I was glad when he let me go. I felt so guilty knowing that I'd caused the Cullens so much worry. It was stupid and irresponsible. These people were kind enough to take us in and how do I repay them? By disappearing all hours of the night and not even telling where I was?

It was wrong and I vowed that from now on I would do so much better. I wouldn't pull another stunt like that again. They deserved nothing but kindness and respect and that is what I intended to give them.

For the next several weeks that is exactly what I did. I went to school. I came home. Bella and Edward would often help me study subjects that I had really been struggling with in school. I went out with Jacob a few more times but never all night like that again.

My siblings and I loved it there. They were very attentative to my little brother when he was released from the hospital. The Cullens were becoming family to us.

Life was almost perfect. The bullies still tormented me whenever they could. Stacy and her friends would torment me whenever there was no Cullen present. They'd quickly learned not to bully me in front of my new family.

Luckily for me it seemed that there was always a Cullen around. Whether it was in my classes or in the cafeteria. It was on rare sunny days when the Cullens would decide to skip school that were pure torture.

They always skipped school on sunny days for some reason that they refused to tell me. This family was as mysterious as they were beautiful. They never ate and they skipped school on sunny days. Why? Were they hiding something from me? But what could they be hiding? The mystery grew more and more rooted in my brain the more I tried to figure it out.

Life was as good as could be expected. For the first time since I'd lost my adoptive family I felt happy. But I worried about that. Was it wrong to be happy? Was it still too soon? I wished that I knew. Maybe I wouldn't have felt guilty about being happy.

I started eating a lot more. I wasn't sure if I was really hungry or if I was just eating my emotions away but I always wanted food. After breakfast I was still hungry. After lunch I was still hungry. At dinner I started asking for seconds and even thirds and sometimes that still wasn't enough.

"I think your appetite is almost as good as mine now," Jacob joked one night after dinner. I'd just finished my third plate of food.

"Yeah I guess it is," I laughed. Secretly though I was beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with me. Had I caught some mysterious new disease that increases appetite and hunger?

I felt sleepy shortly afterwards. I fell asleep quickly. I woke up and saw that it was 9am. Wow. I'd slept in more than usual today. I turned over and a sudden bout of nausea hit me. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I'd barely made it to the toilet in time before my stomach began to empty itself.

I felt better after I finished throwing up. I felt hungry even. I was cleaning myself up when the nausea returned and I found myself leaning over the toilet bowl again.

I opened the cabinet looking to see if there was some medicine that would settle my stomach. I froze when I saw a product that I only now realized I hadn't had to use in months. Pads.

I tried to remember the last time I'd had my period. It was two weeks before Jacob and I had slept together. I counted backwards in my head. That meant my last period was two months ago.

I stroked my stomach. Oh holy hell. I was unsteady on my feet as I got up. I needed to talk to someone right now. The house was empty this morning. But I knew that Carlisle was still here.

I hesitated before opening the door to Carlisle's study. "Um Carlisle can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Of course Nessie," he looked up from his paperwork. "What's wrong?" he looked worried now.

"I-" I struggled to even get the words out.

"Nessie you know you can talk to me if something is bothering you,"

"I think I-I think I might be pregnant," now that I'd said the words out loud it felt even more real.

Right away Carlisle's medical training kicked in. "When was the first day of your last menstrual cycle?"

"Two months ago. I just realized it this morning. Then I've been so hungry and tired and emotional lately and I just-"

"Come with me Nessie,"

"Where are we going?" I asked as I followed him.

"To do a sonogram. So I can determine if you really are pregnant and how far along you are,"

I felt nothing but pure anxiety as he rubbed the gel on my stomach and began to look for any sign of life in my uterus. God why did I forget to give Jacob the condom?!

"Well Nessie congratulations. You're pregnant,"

I felt as if the breath had been knocked out of me. "I am?"

"Yes I can see the baby right here," he pointed to a spot on the screen and sure enough I could see a baby beginning to form.

"Congratulations Nessie in a few months you're going to give birth to a boy,"

I had to lie down because I was sure I was going to pass out any second.

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